Safekeeping (Jumin x Reader)

22: Play-time

As you awkwardly stood around the office, Jumin took a seat and looked back up with you.

"Come here." He commanded.

It was easy for you to listen to him and walk closer.

"Sit with me." Was his second command.

"Where?" You asked hesitantly, seeing no empty spot.

"Sit on me." He corrected himself as he examined the list in his hand.

A little bit shocked, you swung your leg over his lap and faced him.

This snapped Jumin out of his trance.

"O-Oh! I thought maybe you'd sit on my knee." His face was dusted a light pink at this sudden intimacy.

"I-I-I can move!" You squirmed on his lap, trying to rearrange yourself.

Jumin had to stifle a moan. You were squirming against some pretty sensitive areas. This caused you to freeze apologetically.

"Sorry." You whispered as you glanced towards the door.

"No, don't be. I just... need to make these calls and would prefer not to make such incriminating noises."

"Incriminating?"

"I wouldn't be the first CEO to have their partner come into work with them. But it is frowned upon to be pleasured by them while in a phone call."

"Pleasured?"

"Perhaps I am merely sensitive, but yes, that action was pleasurable."

"Which action?" A smile tugged at the corners of your lips. You knew exactly which action it was, but now seemed like a prime time to tease Jumin. You knew it couldn't really evolve much further than some teasing, but it was worth a shot. After all, you did want to reaffirm that Jumin wouldn't be needing his friend to satisfy him anymore. So you rubbed against him once again. "This action, Jumin?"

His eyes fluttered closed as he took a deep breath out of his nose. This was going to be completely distracting. He was going to have to do something.

"Could you give me a... uh... oh... mmm... Could you put your mouth on it?" His mind blanked for the word for 'blow-job' in English.

It was your turn to blush. This seemed to move pretty fast... of course you had done such a thing before, but not entirely of your own volition. Now you had the choice. You looked up at Jumin and then down at his lap.

Why not? You thought to yourself.

Jumin was expecting a no. He was ready for a no. But what he heard was a yes.

"Really?!" He let out the surprised question.

"Yes, it's okay. I just hope I do okay."

"Are you sure? You do not have to at all. I was not expecting a yes."

"Well, then why ask?"

"I thought it would be better to ask and be rejected than to wonder."

"Surprise?" You shifted off of Jumin's lap and onto the floor in front of him, underneath his desk.

His breath went shallow. Maybe he wasn't ready. Oh God, she's unzipping my pants. What should I do? Should I stop her?... Now she has put her hand inside my pants.

"Ah!~" He cried out as you grabbed his manhood.

Gently, you finagled it out of the hole in his boxers and pants.

"It's big." You stated blankly as you captured the entire tip into your mouth.

I'm definitely not going to stop her. Jumin's eyes rolled back in his head and he sat back in his chair. This morning was going exceedingly well.