Kiss me, you fool!

Kiss me Accidentally

Prompt: "An accidental brush of lips followed by a pause and going back for another, on purpose."

Pair: CEO!CrocodilexReader
Relationship: Not establish but, man, after this, maybe.
Word count: 944

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"Miss (L/N). I need to speak to you, five minutes: in my office."

You heard your phone's receiver go and you sighed. Was this man going to be your downfall?

Yes.

Did you mind?

Not at all.

You've been working for this man for at least five years and your heart had developed a special spot for him.

You didn't know if it was love, affection or attraction. All you know is that he was a beautiful man with a deadly personality.

A Devil in Disguise.

In a way you were lucky to be one of his personal assistants. This position meant that you had his trust while managing the more important tasks.

Business and Personal.

You've also had been the one to accompany him to business trips and being told to 'enjoy yourself' while he was busy tending to business matters.

You picked up your notes and a few pens, making your way to his office hastily. The limited mobility the knee high pencil skirt gave you was turning to be a little annoying and you have been struggling for the most part with it.

Stupid dress code, your stupid thick thighs and your it stupid, stupid, stupid skirt. You were surprised you could walk on the high heels your coworker, Zala, had bullied you into. Probably for her own entertainment and your dismay.

You grumpily tiptoe as you can to your Boss' office and once inside, you marveled at his occupied form.

Face focused, attached hook prothesis resting on the desk while he read some documents. His coat was gone, only dressed with a vest and a tie. His normally slicked back hair was slightly messy, his mouth resting in a natural pout.

He looked so normal yet so handsome.

You decided to announce your presence but he beat you to it.

"Ah, Miss (L/N). Come closer."

You did as requested. Feeling how the sharp stare he usually wore was now fixated on you.

"How can I help you, Boss?" You spoke softly, eyes trying to look everywhere but his stare as he sat up straight and took a long puff from the lit cigar resting by the Ashtray.

"Are the preparations for the 2:30 meeting finalized?"

"Yes, you also need to remember to be extra tolerant for this one. You need more investors for this new project."

You could feel him raise a brow.

"They're very...flamboyant." You mumbled as you leaned against his desk a little. "I had the...pleasure of meeting him to set the meeting."

"That bad?"

"Pink like a flamingo and as loud as a seagull."

You could feel the man sigh once more. Everything was going well until you heard someone crash open the door.

You felt yourself detach from the desk and unsteady your self, you poor legs being brutally assaulted by the ridiculous stilettos you've been bullied to wear and felt yourself sway a little.

"Wooops! Wrong door!~"

And then with that suddenness, whoever it was left.

You felt your whole world spin as you tried to steady yourself once more and everything went on slow motion.

You brain didn't register your hand going around a silky tie. Nor did it register you pulling said cloth to your chest as a reflex, trying not to fall.

Your eyes closed shut and you were ready to open them and be in the floor but that didn't happen.

You felt strong hand and hook holding you steady. Something hard pressed against your face and you paled at the sight you were greeted with.

You were face to face with your Boss, Crocodile, who was just as shocked to be lip to lip against you.

Your face went red, your cheeks unbearably hot and you could see the tips of his ears go a little pink, regardless of the neutral bored expression he was wearing.

'Fuck...fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck...' Was the only thought in your head as you released the tie, allowing him to lean back from you a little.

"M-m, I'm- Oh god."

With a click of his tongue, eyes were staring back at yours. Pinning you into place.

"I-I'll go cl-cl-clean up my desk, Mr. Crocodil-"

"Why?"

Why? You accidentally tripped, accidentally harassed your boss and he's asking why you should clean up your desk!?

"Miss (L/N)."

"Yes?"

"You're not fired."

You let go the breath your were holding and felt his hand go up to your chin. Feeling how he tilted them to an angle he was satisfied in and leaned in.

"However...I might want to repeat this accident." He whispered, capturing your lips with his and gently pushing you closer to him.

You were a little shocked at first, but it didn't take much to wrap your arms around his neck and sweetly kiss the man that was the office heartthrob and the owner of your heart.

You almost didn't hear didn't hear the phone ring with his other assistant, Daz, leaving a voice message that Mr.Crocodile put in speaker to hear, telling him he's running late for his meeting with the investors. With a soft sigh, he pressed one last kiss against your lips and released you.

"Do you have any plans for this evening, Miss (L/N)?"

You shook your head in no.

"I'm giving you permission to leave in two hours, get home, de-stress and get dressed. As comfortably or as elegantly as you wish." He whispered, hand still on your cheek and his thumb gently caressing your slightly swollen bottom lip.

"We have a meeting of our own this evening. I'd like to discuss this situation with more...detail and privacy."