Play With Fire

10: New Placement (NEW)

CHAPTER 10
New Placement

    "You okay, Jin?" Sehun made a beeline for him the moment he returned to the conference room, his face filled with anxiety. Around him, everyone else gave off a passable impression of industriousness, but it felt like an act --- they were all listening.

    Jin smiled nervously, trying to hide his embarrassment. He muttered, "I... I don't know. That was... horrible."

    "Are you going to... you know... take it further? Make a complaint?"

    "I'm not sure. Mr. Kim just gave me some advice, but right now I just want to put this behind me and try to forget about it." He laughed once, mirthlessly. "It's not really what I was anticipating, especially during my first week, and it's... well, a shock, I guess," he added, his watery eyes meeting Sehun's worried gaze.

    "How are you getting home? It's a long way back to Seoul, and by the looks of you, you're in no fit state to drive. I would be happy to offer you a ride--" Sehun began, but he was cut off abruptly by Taehyung.

    "I agree, Mr. Choi, that is why I already volunteered the services of Soobin here to drive Seokjin-ssi back." Taehyung moved to his side. "Seokjin, Soobin is ready to leave whenever you are. You know how to get in touch with me."

    Jin's insides lurched and he smiled inwardly.

    Oh, I certainly do.

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    "I can't believe that cheeky little fucker tried to hit on you again. On one level, I admire tenacity and resilience in my employees, but on another... He really needs to get the message and back the fuck off," Taehyung murmured, his long fingers gently caressing Jin's shoulders and neck.

    They were lying in the luxurious egg-shaped tub in Taehyung's penthouse. The combination of the warm jasmine scented water and his long soothing fingers felt heavenly after the stresses of the day.

    Jin sighed and closed his eyes, abandoning himself to the sensation. His fingers were so good and he could feel Taehyung's length pressing firmly between his ass cheeks.

    He's enjoying this, too.

    "Hmm... Mr. Lim?" he murmured lazily.

    Taehyung chuckled softly. "No. That preppy boy. Though now that you mentioned it, Lim really fucked me off today, too. They all want into your pants, Jin. They all want what's mine."

    Jin snaked his arms up around Taehyung's head and pulled it against him to nuzzle against his cheek. Taehyung's soapy hands moved beneath his arms and around his chest, massaging his nipples in between his deft fingers. Instinctively, Jin's body arched, pushing his chest further into his hands.

    "Well, I'm not wearing any pants right now," he whispered against his face.

    "You like that, don't you, baby? Yes, I already noticed, and I plan to take full advantage of that fact once you're all clean," Taehyung murmured dryly.

    Jin's breathing increased as his skilled fingers turned back their attention to his nipples, elongating and rolling each point between his finger and thumb. He tried to rally his thoughts despite the all-consuming sensations his hands were arousing in him.

    Grateful as he was for his intervention with Mr. Lim, Sehun was harmless and oblivious to the offence he was causing. Jin did not want anyone else to lose their job because of him. "I think Mr. Lim got the message pretty unequivocally already. Sehun was merely trying to help a friend."