Yes Sir (Kim Namjoon Fanfic)

~6~

~Jimin's POV~

"Damn, can't anyone in the foreign fields office do anything right?!  How am I going to explain this fuck up to Namjoon?  He is going to be so pissed!"  I ran my hands back through my hair and rested my forehead in my hands as I leaned forward against the desk. I could feel the headache coming on already as I started rubbing my temples in circles.

"Jimin, Mr. Kim is sending me to the cafeteria for more coffee.  Can I get you anything?" I heard a feminine voice say over my intercom.

"Oh, no thank you Miss Kit." I responded, pressing the button.  At least this assistant seems competent.  Poor girl, I don't think she realized what she had gotten herself into.  I just hope Namjoon goes easier on her than he has been to the last few assistants.  He has been quite rough with them lately.  I wonder why. I spent the better part of the afternoon, chasing my tail and trying to correct the mistakes that would surely get my ass handed to me.  Before I knew it, I saw a familiar face peeking into my office, making me smile right away.

"You still working?  I thought for sure you would be ready to go by now." Yoongi said as he walked in, his hands in his pockets.

"No, I'm getting there though. Just trying to clean up everyone else's mess as usual." I sighed as I closed my eyes and leaned back in my chair.  I heard his light steps get closer as he made his way behind me.  I soon felt his strong, long fingers close over my shoulders as he gripped my tense muscles, massaging them firmly.

"Jiminie, you have got to relax.  You work too hard." He said in his deep voice that sent shivers all down my spine.

"Mmm, that's helping." I groaned as he started rubbing a little harder.  He started working his hands down my biceps, leaning down to where his warm breath was against my neck.  I felt chills raise up on my skin as he almost brushed his lip against my earlobe.  I cleared my throat and shifted in my seat, trying to keep my excitement at bay.  We had both been so busy lately that we hadn't had time to spend together, besides sleeping or grabbing a quick lunch in the cafeteria.

"That feels good, Yoongs." I breathed as he trailed his hands back up to my shoulders.  He let out a chuckle as he laid his hands flat against my shoulders and started slowly sliding them down my chest.

"I know what feels better." He almost growled in my ear as he pressed his lips softly to the skin behind my ear.  He started placing soft, warm kisses against my neck, making me whimper as I felt my member twitch slightly, hardening with every kiss.  I could feel his tongue start to trace circles on my sensitive skin as he sucked slightly between kisses.  He continued to trail his hands downward, tracing the muscles of my abdomen through my dress shirt with his fingers.

"Mnnn, Yoongi." I breathed as I felt him smirk against my skin.

"Yes, Jiminie?" He said softly, barely detaching his lips from my skin.

"I-I have to get th-this work done." I tried to say without letting any sounds of enjoyment escape my lips.

"So, keep working." He said as he kissed back up my neck toward my ear.  I shivered in my seat as I tried to pick up a pen off of my desk.  Yoongi's hands stopped at my waist band, his fingertips just barely tucking under the edge of the fabric. He ran them all around my waist until he removed them but quickly wrapped his arms back around my sides, placing his hands softly on top of my thighs.   I wiggled slightly and let out a shaky breath.  I don't know why I was bothering to try to work.  I had read and reread the same sentence a dozen times by now and I still had no idea what it said.  Yoongi started to softly and slowly squeeze and massage my thighs, letting out a tiny groan.

"Ugh, Yoongi." I whined and slightly groaned at the same time as the edge of his finger brushed my hard member.

"Mmmm I've missed you baby boy.  And from the look of it, you've missed me too." He growled into my ear.

"Oh, fuck it." I said as I removed his hands and spun my chair around to face him.  I grabbed his tie and pulled him down, crashing my lips into his.  He bit down on my bottom lip, making me open my mouth, giving him the perfect opportunity to poke his wet tongue into my mouth. Our tongues battled one another but I quickly allowed him to dominate me.  He grabbed hold of my collar and stood up straight, pulling me with him.  He wrapped his arms behind me, squeezing my ass, making me moan into his mouth. I started allowing my hands to roam his body, letting one wind in his hair, tugging it softly while the other one made its way down to his clothed crotch. He let out a grunt as I started palming his bulge through the fabric, making my own dick harden with anticipation.

"Eager, aren't you baby boy?" He groaned, biting his lip.

"Yes, I want you." I whimpered as he let his fingers trace around the outline of my almost painfully restricted erection.  He growled as he slipped his tongue in my mouth, taking one hand and gripping my hair harshly.   I was broken from my trance by a gasp, making me snap my head in the direction of the noise.  I turned just in time to see the back of the new assistant going through the door.

"Shit.  I have to take care of that." I sighed, trying to shift and conceal my erection.

"Alright, but you better believe we are continuing this later." Yoongi responded in a low voice.  I cleared my throat, combed my fingers through my hair and straightened my tie.  I stood tall as I walked through the doors and onto the elevator.  As the doors opened again, I saw her sitting there with her face in her hands.  As I stepped off and cleared my throat, she dropped her hands.  I couldn't help but notice her face was flushed, making me smirk slightly.

"So, Miss Kit, we have something to discuss."