A collection of one shots that I wrote and posted on my tumblr account (lefteagleblizzard) after watching some of this movies. All of these are gender neutral reader, unless stated otherwise
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Summary: At a stiflingly dull party, an opulent celebration of Derek Danforth's mother's election as President of the United States, you escape to the garden for some fresh air. There, a late-night encounter by the pool turns into a game of strip pong with unexpected stakes. With your terrible aim, some steamy and passionate moments develop between you two.
Warnings: male reader. Derek being a tease. Stranger to lovers. Relationship with your boss. Strip pocket. Usage of alcohol. Gay. Gay smut. Pool sex. Handjob. Anal sex.
Words count: 4500 words.
The party inside the beautiful villa had been a grand affair, an opulent celebration of Derek Danforth's mother's election as President of the United States.
You had grown tired of the stifling heat inside, the air thick with the smell of expensive cigars and the sweet tang of vape pens. The oppressive atmosphere was suffocating, and you needed a break. Slipping away from the main room, you made your way through the sliding glass doors and out onto the patio, grateful for the cool night air that greeted you.
You could still feel the haze of smoke clinging to your clothes, a mixture of cigars and expensive vape clouds that had permeated the air all evening.
The pool lay before you. It was massive, almost the size of a small lake, with perfectly smooth edges that mirrored the elegant design of the villa. At the center of the pool, a small fountain burbled softly, its stream of water arcing gracefully before cascading down into the pool with a gentile splash.
The smell of the water was strong, an almost overpowering scent of chlorine mixed with something floral, like jasmine or honeysuckle, carried on the breeze.
You took in the scene around you, the few remaining guests were sprawled out on the lounge chairs or even directly on the grass, passed out from too much alcohol, their expensive outfits now rumpled and askew.
You walked over to the edge of the pool and sat down, dipping your feet into the cool water. The sensation was immediately refreshing, the chill of the water a welcome contrast to the heat of the villa. You let out a long sigh, feeling some of the tension of the evening melt away as you gazed out at the water.
After a few minutes of peaceful solitude, you heard footsteps approaching from behind. You turned around and saw Derek, the CEO and your boss, standing there with a curious expression on his face. He was dressed, as usual, in an eccentric ensemble. In one hand, he held a vape pen, the other casually tucked into the pocket of his pants.
His shirt, a crisp white button-down, was slightly undone at the collar, revealing a hint of tanned skin underneath.
His eyes locked onto yours as he took a slow draw from his vape.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" he drawled, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. His voice was smooth, laced with a hint of amusement. "Taking a little break here all alone?"
