𝙴𝚍𝚍𝚜𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙾𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜 & 𝙸𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜💚💜💙❤️

❤️ ohhuugh my back i threw out my baaack ❤️ (part 2)

warnings: m4a, collar/leash, risky oral sex, power imbalance, biting, rough sex, idk what else LOL i forgot

plot summary: (see last part)

⚠️CONTENT WARNING: This chapter will involve some EXTREMELY NSFW topics (collar/leash, exhibitionism, biting, power imbalance). You have been warned. PLEASE keep that in mind before proceeding.⚠️

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His face was right in front of yours at this point. The close proximity and the feeling of his breath on your lips were more than enough to make you fold by now. His aroma was intoxicating, making you nearly shudder in want. Did it matter to you that this was sexual misconduct in the workplace or that you were just about to hook up with one of the most dangerous serial killers in current history as you know it?

Fuck no.

You reached your hands around Tord's neck and brought his face closer to yours, finally closing that gap between your lips. He didn't waste any time slipping his tongue into your mouth and exploring his new territory. From this point on, you were at his mercy.

After a passionate liplock, Tord pulled away and you were both panting, eyes half-lidded. "Good choice, my darling," he chuckled, pulling you back in for more. At this point, you were nearly overwhelmed by the sensation of his tongue in your mouth and the feeling of his slightly chapped lips on yours. The way that he blindly allowed his hands to roam on your body certainly didn't help, either. He lightly squeezed your sides, which evoked a small gasp from you. He smirked into your kiss, deciding to pull away. "Sensitive, are we?" he chuckled.

Your face flushed at his small comment. Your first instinct was to hide it, but Tord grabbed your hands and placed them on the desk behind you. Before you could say anything, he dipped his head down into the nape of your neck and began leaving butterfly kisses. You shuddered, and a funny feeling spiked in the depths of your gut. Your back arched in pleasure, your lips and eyes shut tight. You were trying so desperately not to make any noise, after all, you weren't sure if this room was perfectly soundproofed. It must've been easy to see that you were so tense since Tord remarked, "Don't worry, min elskede, I won't bite... too hard. Unless, of course, that's something you'd want?"

A deep chuckle erupted from his chest as he saw you jolt from embarrassment. He gave you one more reassuring kiss on your neck before he began licking and sucking at the skin that was there. As his hands roamed up your uniform's sweater, you couldn't help but let out a soft gasp, to which Tord increased his activities, even lifting your shirt over your head and rendering you topless. The increase in these foreign acts being inflicted on your body made your head start spinning, running a million miles per second. Your senses were overwhelmed--you've never really been in this situation before. Nobody had ever openly invited you to give in to these carnal desires of yours. You went into this thinking that you knew what you were doing, but in reality, you were terrified of disappointing the Red leader with your inexperience.

Almost as if on cue, Tord's smooth voice snapped you out of your thoughts. "Let me know if you don't like what I'm going to do to you, kjære," he breathed out. "I won't have this much mercy on you for much longer. I don't know if I can hold back anymore."

You shivered into his embrace, and your face was red-hot at this point. You couldn't do much but nod shyly after what he said. It's not like you have much experience with someone talking dirty like this in your ear, after all. "Y-Yes, Tord," you muttered, wary of your voice cracking if you spoke any louder. "I'll let you know."

"That's my good pet," he purred, a hint of playfulness in his tone. Tord went back to his previous state of assaulting you with love bites and hickeys all over your neck and collarbone, this time with much more ferocity than before. As you nervously wrapped your arms around his neck, you were so lost in the moment that, surprisingly, Tord was able to pick you up by your thighs and sit in his office chair, you now straddling his lap, all without you noticing. As his hands roamed your body, going from your topless chest to your clothed hips, your breathing grew heavier. Your reactions to how Tord touched you only turned him on more, and you could tell that something was brewing in the pit of his stomach--and his pants.