!¡We all know Graves would do something like this¡!
You're half naked as you sit on your boyfriend's lap in a meeting with the Shadow Company, your punishment ongoing.
Graves groans as he discusses the mission's details, his hand on your lower back to guide you. "If anyone wants to complain, consider yourself fired." He arrogantly says to his company's members before grabbing your hips and roughly slamming you down on his member.
"Don't seem so feisty now, huh? Show 'em how you ride, little lady."
Your eyes would widen as you covered your mouth, looking back at Graves. You did as you were ordered and would ride him slowly, trying to keep quiet.
Graves leans back in his chair, a smug grin on his face as he watches you comply with his orders. His grip on your hips tightens as he thrusts up into you, relishing in the control he has over you.
"Good girl," he purrs, his voice low and filled with satisfaction. "I want you to remember who you belong to, princess. You're mine, and I'll do whatever I damn well please with you." His tone is possessive, his words dripping with dominance.
He continues to guide your movements, his eyes never leaving yours. He revels in the way you struggle to keep quiet, knowing that the rest of the room is watching and listening to your every moan and whimper. The combination of your punishment and the meeting's proceedings makes the atmosphere charged with tension.
Graves doesn't hold back, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. He wants to make sure you're thoroughly punished, and he wants everyone in the room to witness it. He relishes in the way your body responds to his rough touch, savoring the power he holds over you in this moment.
As the meeting continues, Graves's control over you intensifies. He's unrelenting, his hands gripping your waist tightly as he thrusts into you with a fierce rhythm. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, mixing with the hushed whispers and gasps of the other members.
Graves's eyes gleam with a mixture of lust and dominance as he watches you ride him, completely exposed and vulnerable. He knows that this punishment is not only for your benefit but also for the entertainment of his loyal mercenaries. The atmosphere in the room becomes charged with a heady mix of tension and arousal, as the other members struggle to maintain their composure.
Graves smirks, his voice low and husky as he addresses the room. "Remember, gentlemen, this is what happens when you cross me. Disobey and you'll find yourself in a similar position. Now, let's get back to business."
"G-Graves I can't- Ah!~" You couldn't keep Yourself quiet as you climaxed against him, your body collapsing against his. You didn't care that anyone was watching you two at this point.
Graves grunts in satisfaction as he feels you climax around him, your body collapsing against his. He holds you close, his grip firm yet possessive.
"Such a good girl, coming apart for me," he murmurs, his voice filled with a mix of satisfaction and dominance. He relishes in your lack of restraint, your complete surrender to him. The room may be watching, but in this moment, nothing else matters.
Without missing a beat, Graves continues to thrust into you, his pace relentless. He's not finished with you yet, and he wants to push you to the edge once more. His hands grip your hips tightly, guiding your movements as he takes you again and again.
The room is filled with a charged silence, broken only by the sounds of your moans and the rhythmic slapping of your bodies. The other members of the Shadow Company are unable to tear their eyes away, their own desires awakened by the explicit display before them.
Graves's own arousal intensifies, his eyes dark with lust as he watches you. His movements become more urgent, his thrusts rougher, as he chases his own release. He's on the edge, but he's determined to hold on, to prolong the punishment and your pleasure.
As the meeting continues, the air becomes thick with tension and desire. The room is a cauldron of unspoken cravings, fueled by the explicit scene unfolding before their eyes. Graves revels in the control he has over not only you but also the members of his company.
With a final, powerful thrust, Graves finds his release, his body trembling with satisfaction. He holds you close, his breath heavy as he catches his breath. The room is filled with a mixture of heavy breathing and stunned silence.
Graves smirks, his voice filled with authority as he addresses the room once more. "That's enough for now. Meeting adjourned. Clean yourselves up. We have work to do." And with that, he carefully helps you off his lap, his possessive gaze never leaving your form as you both prepare to face the consequences of your actions.
