Strictly Professional ~ Onceler x fem reader fanfic

~CHPTR 26 naughty girl~

SMUT WARNING,
I might start naming the chapters after songs, thought it was a cute idea, anyways . Enjoy!

As soon as your back hit the bed, you were smothered in kisses, leaving bites every now and then.

"It's my turn to lead" You spoke lustfully. You switched positions, you were now on top of him, straddling him.

You grabbed his member, stroking it softly. He moaned loudly, filling your ears with sweet symphonies. You put your lips to it, focusing on the top. You had never heard someone moan so loud.

You were slow on purpose, wanting him to hold out on orgasm for as long as possible.

"Your driving me crazy Y/N" He moaned your name. You smirked at him.

"You need to wait, I want you to wait. "

"I don't think I can- Fuckk" You could feel him pulsating, you removed your mouth from him.

"Not yet."

"Oh come on Y/N, this isnt fair" He spoke, displeased.

"I want you inside me when you cum."

"Naughty girl" He spoke shaking his head. You kissed him passionately, to shut him up. Though this distracted you.

"My turn" He said grabbing your waist forcefully and switching positions. He thrust inside of you , causing you to moan his name loudly.

"Fuck Once-"

His hips moved rhythmically, his member hitting all the right spots. As you neared your climax, he moved his hand to your sensitive spot.

"OHMYJRJFDSSK" You climaxed, entering a plane of deep euphoria. He moaned your name, along with a string of curses and unintelligible murmurs. He pulled out, collapsing beside you. It wasn't long before you both fell asleep , holding onto each other.

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That weekend, you fucked on every surface you could think of in your house. The kitchen counter, the shower, the sofa. The list went on. The majority of noise that came from your house were moans and curses. Not only did you fuck, you also shared some cute moments. You had binge watched the Office together, though you fucked through most of it. Every night you fell asleep in each others arms, feeling deep comfort in your souls.

When you woke up Monday morning, he had left. A conversation you had the previous night stained your mind.

"Are we a thing then?" Onceler spoke

"What do you mean?" You asked

"Are we an item? It could work to our advantage you know"

"Strictly professional Once" You winked. Concern etched his face. Soon after, you were back at it

You were brought back to reality by Sam calling you.

"Morning ma'am. You have a statistics meeting with Thneed Inc. at 12.00 this afternoon."

"Uhm, Ok. I'll be there" You hung up the phone, remembering what you had been up to this weekend. It had to be done. After all, you were still business partners. You hoped Onceler wouldn't cause any issues.

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The atmosphere was tense, in one word. You mostly let the advisors do the talking, going over statistics and future goals for the two companies. You had been listening, though nothing particularly interesting was said.

"We have an idea for the development of the two companies Miss L/N. Miss L/N?" One advisor spoke, snapping you out of your trance.

"Mhm?"

"Well, we thought that we could improve the advertising of the products, to reach not only nationally, but globally."

"Go on" Your interest was spiked, you leant forward on the table.

"Well, we thought that a mobile app could help"

"An app?" You caught Oncelers gaze , both equally as confused as the other.

"Yes, ma'am. An app allowing the public to see and guess there scent. And for you Mr Onceler, letting them choose the color of their thneed."

You both though for a moment. You were about to approve before Onceler spoke with a smirk:

"Sounds like it would really thrust the companies into the forefront" He looked at you, smirking at your reaction.

You coughed, taking a sip of water. Did he really just say that? Unbelievable.

"Yes it sure would sir! So do we have your approval?" You both nodded, you shot an angry glance at Onceler, causing him to smirk cockily.

"That settles it! We will begin development of the app!" With that, you shook hands and left the room hastily.

The nerve of this man never failed to surprise you.