Fool's Gold

Chapter 6

RPF

Warnings: Age Gap, Smut, Intimacy, Missing Curfew, Sex Talk, Office Sex

Characters: Armie Hammer, Reader

Pairings: Armie x Reader

Word Count: 4,479

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Armie was standing in front of the mirror in his bathroom, gliding the razor blade over the last of the stubble on his face when he heard his phone ding from the lavatory. Wiping his face with a towel he picks up his phone and gives a little chuckle seeing the text from Y/N.

Y/N>>Good morning handsome.

Armie<< Good morning, pretty girl.

Y/N >>Wyd?

Armie<<Getting ready for work.

Armie places his phone back down and finishes getting ready when another message chimes through. As he opens the message his mouth drops open as an image of her with her school uniform on, shirt unbuttoned to show her her full cleavage as she leans forward towards the mirror, posing provocatively. Her black laced bra leaves little to the imagination. "Fuck." He mumbles instantly feeling his pants grow tighter.

Armie<<Such a fucking tease.

Y/N>>You love it.

Armie<<I admit it, I do.

Armie snaps a picture of his restricted hard on in his work slacks.

Armie<<I hope you're happy. Now I gotta rub one out before work.

Y/N>>Save it for after later 😉

Armie<<I say again, Tease!

Y/N>>😙

~~~

That afternoon the receptionist greeted Y/N with a smile as she walked into the lobby of the office building. "Hey, Y/N."

"Hey, Sarah." She paused at the desk.

"Armie is in a meeting."

" How was your date last night?"

"It was amazing!" Sarah gushes. "Meet me in the break room at 2 and I'll fill you in."

"I'll bring bagels!" Y/N tells her, turning towards Armie's office.

"Coffee is fresh!" Sarah tells her as she walks to Armie's office.

"Thanks!"

20 minutes later Armie walks back into his office he sees her sitting behind his desk, feet propped up on the desk, magazine in hand. He smirks, closing the door. "What are you doing here?" He walks to the desk, placing his papers on top.

"Thought I'd drop by and say hi." She told him, sitting up, tossing the magazine down.

"Hi." He told her, walking to the other side of his desk, leaning against the edge next to her.

"Hi." She looked up with doe eyes.

She stood and gestured for him to sit in his chair. He sat down and she stood behind his chair and began to rub his shoulders. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing. You just seem tense." She starts kissing down his neck, his head lolls to the side, enjoying the feeling of her fulls, soft lips on his skin. She reached over to his desk and pushed a pen to the floor. "Oops." She says low. "Clumsy me." She kneels on her knees in front of Armie. Her hands slide up his clothed thighs, stopping at his waist. "Why, Mr. Hammer, you are very tense." She rubs a hand over his hardening cock.