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NamJin - Office

Summary:

First, he thought he was never noticed by his boss. Well, he thought wrong.

» "You don't know how much I want you right now."

» "Mr. Kim? What are you doing?"

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He closes the door, pinning me against it, right after he locked it. Pressing his body against mine, he starts trailing kisses along my neck. And, fuck, this feels so good.

You might want to know, why I'm held up against a door by some real hot guy, whose shirt is open and exposing his tight chest. Well, let me explain it to you. So, for quite some time I kind of have a crush on my boss Kim Namjoon and maybe I sometimes tried to seduce him - if it was at work or when we just ran into each other aside from work. And I always thought he never noticed me - well, seems like I guessed wrong.

When I walked down the hallway just moments ago, he grabbed my arm and pulled me into his office. I'd lie if I said I didn't want this to happen, I love it, every single bit of it.

"You don't know how much I want you right now," he whispers into my ear, kissing his way over my jawline to my chin and back. "I've noticed you every fucking time. Even if you were just leaning over some counter while talking to your friends, I saw how you stuck out your butt as soon as you saw me entering the same room."

Cocking my head to the side so he has better excess to kiss my neck, I take a look at his office, ignoring what he said. "Woah, your office looks so fancy, Mr. Kim!" I say, pushing him away and taking a look at every little detail. "Damn, your chair is so comfortable. Why don't I have such a chair?" I ask, sitting down on said office chair.

Mr. Kim just laughs a bit before he comes over to me and sits down on his table halfway. "You know, you just ruined that moment we had," he says sternly, yet smiling sweetly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kim. This is just my first time being here and I'm too curios as to what your office looks like. Y'know, the boss' office is the best," I explain myself, spotting a couch in the other corner of the room. "You have a freaking couch!?"

"Sure, I do. Wanna test it?" he asks, smirking slightly.

"Fuck, yes." With that, I stand up and rush over to the black couch, sit down on it, and soon after lay down with closed eyes. "It's so soft," I enthuse, patting the cushions next to me enthusiastically. "Not even my sofa at home is this soft."

Not too long and I can feel a heavy weight on me. Mr. Kim's sitting on my thighs, looking down at me with lust filled eyes. Slowly he pulls my crimson colored button-down shirt out of my dress pants.

"Mr. Kim? What are you doing?"

"Well, what does it look like to you?" he asks, as he unbuttons my shirt slowly but surely.

Looks like he's undressing me... My mouth forms into an O-shape as I realize what he wants to do.

"I see you get it now," he smirks mischievously. Button after button is opened by his huge hands until Mr. Kim can pull it off of my shoulders, as I go to sit up so he has an easier way of undressing me.

My boss leans in, softly placing his lips on mine. Our lips start to move in sync, slow and gentle. Mr. Kim traces one of his hands up to my chest, laying me back down without breaking the kiss once.

After some time he slowly opens my pants, pulling down the zipper tardily, causing me to moan as he draws it over my semi-erect dick. Only then he breaks the kiss.