The Boss's Toy Secretary (BoyxBoy) <Completed>

Chapter Twelve (Shawn)

Chapter Twelve (Shawn)

Seeing Jameson's parents standing there was unexpected, especially with the compromising position we were in. My hands were still at his belt, still itching to pull it through the hoops. I let out a deep breath and put on my poker face, regardless of how much I wanted to free myself from these pants and put my manhood into him. I stood up from him, looking at the slender body I would be missing out on.

I smiled over at them, forcing my eyes to be bright and alert. "Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Johnston. How are you today?" I trained my voice, forcing myself to sound as pleasant as possible with the situation displayed in front of me.

"Excellent, now that you've practically molested my only child on your office floor," his mother said. I remember her demeanor, cold but caring. "I knew you were a playboy, especially after witnessing your first kiss, but I didn't realize you would be aiming for my son, whom I assumed was straight all this time. This explains so much of his love life." 

Jameson jumped up so quickly, my neck almost snapped. "I'm not gay!" His mother's eyes turned to him with an expression I'd never seen on another person in my life. The anger.

"Do not try to lie to me. I saw how excited you were as his hands gripped your body. I heard the sounds you were making as you two were kissing. I am not a fool. I can put two and two together."

"Mom!"

"I don't care! You can love a man, it makes no difference to me, but to keep it from me for so long. I can't bare the thought that you could not share this information with your mother, the mother you claim to love, the mother who has nurtured you until now, the mother that changed your diapers, and the mother that has provided for you! How could you keep this from me?" Dang this lady was dramatic. Even I'm not this dramatic, and I'm the gay one. I had to keep my facade in check to keep from laughing in this situation. His own mother did not believe him when he's telling the truth, although given the circumstances it's understandable.

His mother stormed out. "Dad," he implored. His father shook his head and walked behind his mother.

Jameson crumbled to the ground, his arms around himself. I crouched to him, wrapping my arms around his shoulders. He pushed me away with more strength than I knew he possessed. I looked at him now, as he was in this moment. He didn't seem to know how to feel, different emotions showing on his face. One after another. Sadness, anger, sorrow, depression, and anguish.

"Jameson," I tried. He didn't turn to look at me. His body was shaking. Even with the suit that he was wearing, the chill of his emotions affected his body. I couldn't do anything except try again.

"Jameson." His head turned to look at me, the fire in his eyes seemingly intimidating.

"What do you want now? Haven't you ruined everything already? First you humiliate me by making me suck you, then you have me put on this ridiculous suit, now you made my parents think that I'm gay, and for what? To ruin me for a stupid date on Tinder? To make me look like a fool? To make sure I don't get my inheritance? What?" His words, although hurtful, didn't affect me.

I moved closer to him, his body inching back until it hit the wall. My eyes connected with his, trying to convey my sincerity. There were tears in his eyes, and I wanted to wipe them away. I made my moves slowly, as though he were a crouching tiger, ready to pounce at any moment. "I did it because I'm attracted to you. I want you, Jameson. And I know you want me. You showed me as such a few moments before. What if your parents hadn't interrupted us? Would you have pushed me away, or would you and I have been connected by now? Please think."

He closed his eyes. I hoped he was at least considering that he wasn't completely opposed to the idea of us being together. Once he opened his eyes again, it was softer than before.

"Okay. What do we do now?" His face revealed his uncertainty.

"We move on. I have an errand I need you to run, so for now we continue as boss and secretary." He closed his eyes and nodded.

I told him about his assignment, and he went on his way to get it done.

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I sat at my desk, continuing my work. The images of having Jameson on my floor, my hands ready to undo his pants clouded my mind. I didn't hear the footsteps carrying them to me.

"Shawn, are you still here?" I looked up and mentally groaned. Having Simon at my doorway was an unfortunate event, especially since he's been trying to bed me for quite some time. There was nothing I could do about it since he's a senior partner.

Most people would happily jump at the opportunity at taking him to bed, but I get a strange feeling from him every time he comes around me.

My eyes drop back to the computer, willing him to disappear. "What do you want, Simon?" I could feel the smirk on his face. I didn't need to look at him to know that he was.

"Why, you of course." His voice made my stomach churn inside. It was like nails on a chalkboard, I wanted nothing more than to kick him out of this company, but I could do nothing.

"Well, I want nothing from you, so if you would be so kind as to leave me be. Much would be appreciated."

"How appreciative would you be?" He moved closer to me, my skin began to crawl.

"Enough to buy you out and kick you from this company!" I erupted. I was tired with this game he was playing. I looked into his eyes, my deadly intent burning in my eyes.

"Shawn, I finished my errands." Jameson's voice rang in my ears, like a breath of fresh air after being trapped inside all day. He moved over to me, his bunny suit looking more and more adorable every time I looked at him.

He came over to me and came around my desk. Then, he did something even I didn't expect. He sat in my lap and wrapped his arms around my neck. He looked me in the eyes. I was surprised. His mischief was clear in his eyes.

"Is this horrid man bothering you?" Although his voice feigned innocence, I could see him saying play along in his head. "Do I need to kill him?"

I took a glance at Simon, his eyes widened. "I don't know sweetheart. Maybe if he continues to harass me." Jameson's head turned and looked at him as well.

I could only imagine how this scene could look to him, Jameson on my lap, his arms around my neck, and his bunny suit making him look all the more sinful.

Seeing that Simon was not taking the hint, Jameson began to nuzzle my neck, his lips pressing against the soft skin, and nibbling with his teeth, causing me to let out a little groan.

"I-I'll give you two your privacy." Simon ran out of my office, practically galloping away in shame and fear.

I hoped that he would stay gone.

"Okay, Jameson you can stop." His lips were still moving up and down my throat, making certain areas on my body react in pleasure.

"I don't know if I want to." Those words were the end of me. My resolve broke, and everything that I'd been holding back released. 

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Author's Note:

The next chapter will make all of your dreams come true. Stay tuned. 

Love, 

Stephen Than

IG: the_purple_queen_writes