Stalker (Kellic) (boyxboy)

Chapter 7

Glasses I'm.
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Kellin walked into Vic's office, coffee cup in hand, and sunglasses still on, effectively making him look like an asshole.

Who wears sunglasses in a building?

Assholes, and well, blind people.

And Kellin was not the latter.

Luckily, he took them off before Vic had to say anything and put them on his shirt.

"So, why's she really getting fired?" Kellin asked him.

"She tried to come onto me." Vic replied simply. Kellin only shrugged his shoulders again before looking at Vic.

"But we slept together, twice, so shouldn't I be fired too?" Kellin wondered.

"Do you want to be fired?" Vic asked Kellin, who shook his head no.

"Okay then, that's settled. Plus, I like sleeping with you." Vic mumbled and Kellin's cheeks flushed.

"Um, what did you want?" He was standing there awkwardly, eyes focusing on everything other than Vic.

And it wasn't because of the fact that he felt nervous around Vic, he felt the complete opposite.

Kellin was lusting for Vic. And he wanted him bad. And it would've been extremely awkward if he just threw himself at Vic only for the situation to end one of two ways.

Where Vic kindly rejects him.

Or where Vic forces him onto his knees to suck him like the little slut he is.

"You do realize you aren't suppose to he showing off your ink, right?" Vic said to loosen the tension in the room.

He could've cared less about Kellin's tattoos. He loved them so much more than he'd ever admit. He was ashamed to admit that he might've had a slight tattoo kink.

"Oh," Kellin frowned, "I forgot to bring a jacket with me, I-I can't- don't have anything to cover them with." He scratched the nape of his neck nervously.

"You're also not supposed to be showing any skin." Vic told him as he dragged his eyes down Kellin's slender frame. He eyed the rips and tears carefully, loving the little slithers and snippets he could see of Kellin's pale white skin.

Really, Vic had thought Kellin looked hot today and he didn't care what Kellin wore because, well, he looked fucking hot in everything.

"I-I. . . I'm sorry. I was rushing and I didn't have any time to change." Kellin spoke. He drank his coffee and finished it, just holding the empty cup in his hand.

"Oh Kellin. You're breaking every rule I practically have put up and I don't have many rules. Well, at least any serious rules." Kellin's cheeks burned with embarrassment.

"Give me one reason why you shouldn't get fired." Vic teased Kellin but Kellin didn't notice.

And Kellin was eager to keep his job.

"One good reason, Kellin. Because I could fire you right now and have someone else be my secretary like that." He snapped his fingers and Kellin jumped.

"I can- I can. . ." Kellin was at a loss for words and went with the only thing that was actually on his mind.

But he had no idea why dicks were on his mind to begin with.

Probably because Vic was a dick.

And he had a nice dick.

"I could suck your dick." Kellin said all too proudly for thinking of that and then quickly deflated once he thought about what he said.