RPDR One Shots 2 (Requests Closed)

Daya's Assistant (Jasya) [Republished]

Based on that one look Daya wore to fashion week. This is assistant x boss so if that's not your thing don't read. I think I did it pretty well though personally.
❌️Smut Warning
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Jasmine took a deep breath, adjusting her gray skirt and blazer before she picked up the cup from the coffee machine in front of her. This had been going on for months now, and she still got nervous each and every time. Especially when she knew there was someone up in Daya's office.

Jasmine had been Daya Betty's intern/personal assistant for a while now, and she was still unsure of how she had scored the job. Daya was the CEO of a very big fashion brand, and Jasmine had never worked for anything like this before. Jumping from daycare assistant to this was definitely something else, but she wouldn't ever go back to her old job. Not when this one had a certain benefit she couldn't get enough of.

With Daya's coffee in hand, Jasmine stepped into the elevator and pressed the button to take her to the top floor where Daya's office was. She hoped whoever she was meeting with would finish up whatever they were saying soon. She liked having Daya to herself.

When the elevator stopped on the top floor, Jasmine took a deep breath before walking out to the only door in front of her. When Daya had told her to bring up her coffee, she said she could just walk right on in, but Jasmine still felt weird and nervous.

She gave a small knock before opening the door, stepping into the large office and looking forward at Daya's desk. There she sat with her eyes focused on the person speaking across from her, until her eyes flickered over to Jasmine and she gave her that smirk that made the girl melt.

Remaining completely normal under her gaze with someone else in the room wasn't very easy. Jasmine set Daya's coffee cup down onto the desk, about to dismiss herself until Daya motioned for her to take a seat.

Jasmine almost whined, wanting Daya to herself now. She could feel the other woman's eyes on her as she walked over to one of the plush seats on the other side of the room, even as the other business owner continued to speak. Jasmine always felt some sort of pride knowing that Daya wanted her.

Daya tapped her nails against her desk, waiting for this meeting to end so she could get back to work. Among other things. She adjusted her glasses, looking over at Jasmine to find the much smaller girl watching her intently. She smiled discreetly before looking back at the person in front of her, deciding to bring the meeting to an end herself.

"That all sounds just fine." Daya said, picking up the stack of papers in front of her and looking through them. If she was honest, she didn't remember much of what the meeting was about. "I'll have everything signed by this afternoon and have them sent down."

Jasmine perked up as she watched them both stand up, her eyes focusing on Daya as she walked with her colleague to the office door. She bit her lip as she watched her, studying the way Daya's short and tight dress hugged her figure and the way her leather garters clung to her thighs that she wanted to badly to touch. She shifted in her seat, waiting impatiently for Daya.

Daya closed the door of her office once the other person had left, smiling as she locked the door and turned around. Her gaze lingered on Jasmine as she walked back to her desk and took a seat again.

She pat the open spot on her lap. "Come here, baby."

Jasmine obediently stood up and rushed over. Daya chuckled, taking her by her waist and lifting her up onto her lap once she was close enough. "That's my girl." She said, letting Jasmine lean back against her chest. "This what you were waiting for?"

Jasmine nodded quickly, feeling Daya's head tuck into the crook of her neck to press soft kisses against her skin. "M-Mhm-"

Daya nipped gently, earning a little squeak from the smaller girl. Her hands fidgeted with the end of the girl's skirt, having to resist tearing it off of her. "Good. Me too."