Masterpieces {Book 2}

Putting overtime on your body

Credit; cashcakeplz

okie so i got mixed emotions about the bdsm smut lmfaoo,, i want everything in this book so let's just cringe/laugh/moan at this together okay, ohana means family bishes.

feel free to skip this, or don't.

Warnings; it gets...interesting lmao

gTg

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When Calum got his promotion, Luke was of course happy for him.

Calum had been working his ass off for years to get this job, they'd pinched pennies, lived in hotels, and been through the grind a hundred times over. It was time for Calum's hard work to pay off.

But that didn't mean that a little selfish part of Luke was saddened by it. Calum's old job meant he had a lot of time at home, a lot of time to spend on Luke.

A lot of time to keep an eye on his princess, make sure nothing naughty happened.

Things were different now.

Luke had a distinct memory of one night in which Calum was struggling over his paperwork. Luke had taken the work from him, and sank to his knees in front of him. The words whispered into the crook of Calum's thigh had stuck with both men to this day.

You may not be in charge yet, but baby, you're the boss at home .

Calum had cum a lot faster than usual that night, under the pretense of Calum being Luke's boss.

Luke missed that.

Now, Calum was at the office for close to twelve hours a day, not returning until close to eleven most nights. His new job made him so tired he hardly had any time to take care of Luke, and Luke tried to be patient, tried to be a good boy, and do his own job. But it was hard.

He was hard.

Like, all the time. And of course, with Calum's rules, there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it. It was extremely frustrating, seeing Calum come home everyday, in his black work pants, and tight button-up, his tie loosened around his neck, and his sleeves rolled, well, Luke really couldn't help it. It was too sexy. The idea of Calum being a big shot businessman made Luke so hard, he dripped.

But here he was, deprived and sexually frustrated. He'd had enough. He developed a plan. A plan to make Calum pay attention to him.

It started with the pictures. Luke took dozens of them one morning, slipping on Calum's favourite pair of sinful black panties, and rubbing his cock against a pillow until his tip was peaking out of the front. The first round of pictures took place on Monday, simple pics of his hips pressed to the pillows they sleep on, a nice view of the curve of his ass in his panties.

He sent them to Calum while he was at work, precisely during his lunch meeting. Meaning Calum would pop a boner right in front of his employees.

When Calum's phone buzzed in his hands, he choked on his coffee. It spluttered everywhere, and some kid temp had to help clean him off, leaving him to awkwardly hide his boner from the people he worked with. Damn Luke looked good.

The second set, on Tuesday, were of Luke laying on his tummy, his kitten ears on his head, and two fingers deep in his hole. It was kind of hard to take, but Luke pulled it off, and smiled with satisfaction when he pressed send.

Hope you're having a good day, daddy! Miss you at home :(

This time, Calum dropped his coffee. It spilled everywhere, all over his reports, and down his white shirt. Calum clenched his fists in rage, and this time, when he wanked off in his office, it was half in anger. Luke broke a rule that day, touched his hole without permission. Calum wanted to bend his slut over his knee, and smack him until he saw stars, but by the time he got home, he was exhausted, and Luke was already in bed.