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Liam closed his eyes as he inhaled deeply. Zayn's lips were on Liam's neck, as he kissed the soft, hot skin. He gripped the couch, his nails digging into the fabric as he stayed motionless.
Zayn pulled back, he was looking at Liam with an expression that the younger man couldn't decipher. The moment Liam had been waiting for for so long was finally there, and he was hit by a wave of different emotions.
Lust. Longing. Excitement. Relief. Fear.
Zayn kept his hand on Liam's cheek, trailing it down slowly. His rough fingers grazed Liam's jaw and neck as Zayn unbuttoned the top button of Liam's shirt, before gently pushing him down on the couch.
Zayn straddled Liam, their crotches near but not rubbing against each other's yet. Liam wanted that, though. He wanted to feel Zayn. Every inch of him.
Zayn loosened his tie, but didn't take it of. He had taken his suit jacket off before Liam even came to his office. He ran his hand across Liam's exposed chest, before unbuttoning it even further.
Liam was just looking at Zayn in disbelief. He had wanted this for so long, and now that it was happening, he didn't know how to react or what to do. He was experienced in this, but at that moment he felt like he was paralysed.
"Is this okay?" Zayn finally spoke up. Liam wondered if it was because he noticed how frozen Liam was.
"More than okay" Liam answered softly.
Zayn had completely unbuttoned Liam's shirt, but didn't remove it. He rubbed his hand up and down Liam's chest and abdomen, feeling every inch of his skin under his palm. Liam closed his eyes, enjoying how the simple touch was making him feel. He wondered if Zayn could feel how fast his heart was beating beneath his chest, and he wondered if Zayn's was at a similar pace.
Zayn bent down to kiss his employee's chest, he took Liam's nipple in his mouth, his tongue swirling around the hardened bud. Liam wanted to pull Zayn closer, to connect their lips, but for some reason he couldn't bring himself to touch the other man. His hands were gripping the couch so hard, his knuckles were turning white.
Zayn repeated the same action with Liam's other nipple, before kissing up to his neck and jaw. He gently bit Liam's earlobe, as his hand grabbed Liam's erection through his pants, making Liam open his eyes with a surprised moan.
"The day you walked into the interview room, I just knew there was something about you" Zayn whispered in Liam's ear, "I wanted you that very instant."
"I wouldn't call myself easy but" Liam's voice was equally low, "for you I would've bent over your desk that very first day."
"I know." There was a smirk on Zayn's face, "Do you think I never noticed how your eyes would follow my every move whenever we were in the same room? Sometimes you were so busy eye-fucking me that you didn't even notice you were caught."
"I thought I was being dis-ah- discreet," Liam finished his sentence between moans as Zayn's hand slowly rubbed his clothed cock.
"You thought wrong, Amore." Hearing Zayn talk in Italian turned on Liam even more.
"I noticed everything. Your staring, your flirting, you've always been such a tease.!"
"Oh yeah? Sounds like I've been bad," Liam said softly.
He finally wrapped one hand around the back of Zayn's neck, and tangled his other hand's fingers in the man's hair. He spread his legs just enough to hook one knee around Zayn. Zayn got the hint and repositioned himself so that their dicks were against each other's, before slowly grounding his hips.
"Very bad," Zayn said, "This is bad too. Wrong. So wrong but I want you."
"You have me exactly where it counts," Liam said as he worked on unbuckling Zayn's pants. It was a bit of a struggle, but he was finally able to free the other man's erection, before gripping it in his palm, "Does this feel wrong too?"
"No." It was Zayn's time to moan. To show just how much he ached for the other man's touch.
"Tell me, do you ever imagine me sucking you off?" Liam asked as he rubbed his thumb across Zayn's slit, slowly, to tease him.
"More times than I'd like to admit, I've lost count now" Zayn answered.
"Oh yeah? In this office?" Liam smirked.
"Yes."
"And where exactly in this office do I suck you in your fantasies?" Liam asked, when Zayn didn't answer, Liam continued, "tell me so that I can make your dreams come true."
Zayn stared into Liam's eyes, the lust so clearly visible. Zayn got up from on top of the other man, and Liam immediately missed the warmth. He didn't want to let him go. Zayn started unbuttoning his own shirt, his gaze still on Liam as he gave him a show.
Zayn's shirt was open, but he didn't remove it from his shoulders. He didn't remove his tie either. But he did take off his pants, and his briefs in a single go before stepping out of them. Liam was finally able to fully see what he was going to be playing with, and he really liked what was in sight.
He subconsciously licked his lips as he stared at Zayn.
Zayn turned around to walk over to his desk, unfortunately his long shirt covered his ass, so Liam wasn't able to get a good look. Zayn sat on his chair, his legs slightly spread apart as his eyes found the other man again. He raised a finger towards Liam, motioning him to come towards him.
Liam didn't need anything more than that, the invitation was clear. He got up from the couch and took off his shirt, but not his pants as he walked over to Zayn, immediately dropping down on his knees so that he was face to face with the prize.
"Most of my fantasies were of you doing this during office hours. When I'm working or on a call, but I suppose this will have to suffice," Zayn said.
Liam let out a little chuckle before grabbing a hold of Zayn's dick. Zayn sighed deeply as he rested his head back and closed his eyes.
Liam started slow, kissing and licking, making it wet for him to be able to suck it smoothly.
The foreplay was clearly getting too much for Zayn, as he kept his hand on Liam's head, a sign that he wanted more. Liam finally took Zayn in, but just the tip. He ran his tongue across the slit, earning a loud moan from his boss.
Zayn's grip on Liam's hair tightened with each inch that Liam took in. Zayn was looking down at the brunette man, watching as his dick disappeared in his mouth. Liam was a sucker for eye contact during blow jobs, it didn't matter which side of it he was on.
Liam played with Zayn's balls as he sucked him, Zayn was helping him, raising his hips to meet Liam's mouth. It took them a few seconds to get the rhythm right, but they did. No matter how experienced Liam was, his jaw wasn't made of steel and it did start to hurt after some time.
He pulled back, and his hand took over. He jerked off Zayn's cock as his mouth went lower to suck on his balls, the sudden action made Zayn shiver in pleasure, as he once again couldn't keep his eyes open.
Liam alternated between his mouth and his hand, and soon enough he felt Zayn let go of his hair to grip the handles of his chair instead. Liam knew what that meant.
"I'm about to cum," Zayn whispered. Liam took him in his mouth again, he sucked at his tip as his hands worked on the base of Zayn's cock. Just a few seconds later, Zayn came inside Liam's mouth.
Liam wiped his lips with the back of his palm before looking up at a shook and panting Zayn.
"Fuck" Zayn's breath was heavy, "That was… wow. Fuck. I didn't even ask if I could cum in your mouth."
"I didn't pull back because I wanted you to" Liam replied, "I wanted to taste you."
Zayn looked down at Liam, and from his
expression Liam could tell that Zayn's thirst was still not quenched. He wanted more. And Liam was ready for anything.
"Well," Zayn said, "now it's your turn to tell me one of your fantasies, and my turn to make it come true.”
