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Tapping his fingers languidly against his desk, Taxian-Jun let out a low sigh as he gazed at the documents lying in front of him.
Reports, letters, contracts, regulations.
All of them awfully dull, and all of them for him to read through, approve of, and then sign.
Clicking his tongue, he flicked through one of them, skimming swiftly through its content. There was nothing of interest to him in it, just sleep-inducing rows of numbers, comments from his subordinates, and predictions for future results.
Yawning, Taxian-Jun lifted the hand that had been previously curled into Chu Fei’s hair, and reached for a glass of water.
Tiresome work aside, it always seemed a little more tolerable the days he brought his husband along with him to work.
He took a sip of his drink, then put the glass away and rested his chin against his palm as he looked down at the man kneeling in front of him, obediently sucking on Taxian-Jun’s cock.
Taxian-Jun smirked as he noticed the trail of drool gathered around his lover’s mouth, no doubt prompted by the girthy length working its way between his lips.
Chu Fei noticed his stare and glanced up, pink cheeks flushing even darker as he became aware of the attention directed towards him.
“You’re making a mess, Wanning”, Taxian-Jun drawled, violet eyes sparkling as he observed another drop of saliva spill down Chu Fei’s chin.
Chu Fei’s brows twitched, but he didn’t pause the steady movement of his head. He wasn’t taking in Taxian-Jun all the way, that much was obvious from how he was still so composed – instead, the tip of Taxian-Jun’s cock merely nudged his throat every time he took him deep.
Taxian-Jun’s eyes flickered towards the man’s shoulders and the bare skin there. The dress he had suggested for Chu Fei to wear that day was made of the purest silk, and the neckline was large enough that it was prone to slipping down his arms. Considering how Chu Fei was seated underneath the desk, it was no wonder that the dress had shifted a little.
Taxian-Jun was a simple man.
He enjoyed beautiful people, such as his Chu Fei, and he enjoyed lavish, extravagant dresses, such as this little number – why wouldn’t he combine those things, and dress his husband in the most magnificent clothes?
Of course, he had some requirements for them.
They were to be short, so he could admire his lover’s deliciously soft and delicate legs. High, daring splits in the material was a welcome addition. He loved being able to gaze at the limbs that embraced his waist every night.
Taking in the short number Chu Fei was wearing that specific day, Taxian-Jun licked his lips slowly. The lacy, black material was another beloved preference of his. Combined with Chu Fei’s paleness and the rosiness often dusting his cheeks and ears, the dress made him look like an ethereal being.
Reflecting his lover perfectly.
Taking in Chu Fei’s diligent work, pink lips working hard around Taxian-Jun’s cock, the latter smiled lazily.
Then, he moved his hand back to Chu Fei’s neck and shoved him onto his dick.
Phoenix eyes, lined with a faint smudge of black, widened and quickly teared up as Taxian-Jun held his cock deep, deep, deep inside of him. Chu Fei’s nose was grazing Taxian-Jun’s shirt, and he blinked away tears as he struggled to breath.
“That’s good”, Taxian-Jun sighed, and flashed a grin as Chu Fei’s eyes locked with his, “I always forget just how tight your throat is. Almost as snug as your ass.”
The other man’s expression turned dazed as the lack of oxygen made its presence felt. Not panicked in any way – just a calm, stunned attitude that Taxian-Jun knew oh-so-well.
He tilted his head and admired his lover for a little longer, letting a thumb rest against the corner of Chu Fei’s fully outstretched mouth. Then, he gently grasped the man’s jaw, and slowly pulled him off his cock.
Chu Fei’s chest was rising rapidly as he suddenly was able to take in oxygen again. Pale, yet red cheeks was gleaming with silent tears as Taxian-Jun moved him back so only the tip of his dick was resting against Chu Fei’s lower lip.
“Tsk”, Taxian-Jun let his thumb roughly drag over said bottom lip, spreading around the wet blend of precome and spit, “get back to work.”
Chu Fei’s eyes flicked up to his face, taking in the sharpness of those plum-colored eyes. An emotion flashed across his features, before he inclined his head and swallowed Taxian-Jun’s length again.
A slender hand came up to grasp the part that didn’t fit between his lips, working on it firmly and slowly.
Resting his elbow on the chair’s armrest, Taxian-Jun perched his chin on top of his fist and took in the sight of his husband sucking him off.
It seemed like Chu Fei had expected him to get back to his work, because he turned visibly more flustered as Taxian-Jun kept observing him.
The latter’s mouth twitched.
“You’re not going to make me come by sucking me like that”, he said, his voice a caressing murmur, “being all prim and proper. I know you can do better.”
Lifting his available hand, Taxian-Jun grabbed Chu Fei’s jaw and squeezed it hard.
“Isn’t that right, Wanning?”
Chu Fei met his eyes again, looking somewhat slighted.
Taxian-Jun’s lips widened into a devilish smile.
“Off”, he said, tapping Chu Fei’s cheek with a finger.
Obeying, Chu Fei let his cock slip out of his mouth, visibly swallowing as he sat back on his heels.
Taxian-Jun clicked his tongue again.
“Nuh uh. Mouth open, Wanning.”
Chu Fei’s brow arched slightly, but he nevertheless opened his lips again. They were both puffy and red after having been stretched around Taxian-Jun’s cock for the past hours.
Taxian-Jun grinned, resting his palm against Chu Fei’s jaw as his thumb kept petting his cheek, his chin, his lips – and slipping inside his mouth to rest against sharp teeth and a wet, warm tongue.
Humming, Taxian-Jun pushed his finger against the muscle, relishing how obedient Chu Fei was being for him; sitting completely still as he let Taxian-Jun touch him however he liked.
It hadn’t always been that way.
Slipping his thumb back out, Taxian-Jun used it to caress Chu Fei’s cheek again, all the way up to the corner of his eye – effectively smearing saliva and precome all over his skin. Smudging his dark eyeliner and dirtying his usually so pristine and spotless face. Touching the corner of those sinful lips again, catching a glimpse of the faintest remains of bright red lip makeup.
A flicker of satisfaction flashed across Taxian-Jun’s face at the sight of the once so spotless, refined man, now utterly debauched under Taxian-Jun’s greedy, possessive hands.
The thrill of knowing that there was no thing that Chu Fei wouldn’t let him do.
“Tongue out”, Taxian-Jun crooned.
Chu Fei obeyed, the rosiness of it resting against his bottom lip.
Taxian-Jun smirked.
Then, he leaned forward and spat into Chu Fei’s mouth.
Shock glinted in the latter’s eyes, but he nevertheless persisted, mouth still wide open.
Taxian-Jun’s lilac eyes flickered between both of Chu Fei’s, his expression blank.
“Swallow.”
Chu Fei swallowed, then opened his mouth again, showing off his empty tongue.
Satisfaction so deep that it could fill the void of his heart hit Taxian-Jun.
Voice slightly rough, he demanded;
“Get up here.”
Ever so obediently, Chu Fei crawled out from under the desk and up into Taxian-Jun’s lap. The latter grabbed him halfway, pulling him the rest of the way up – one hand clutching the swell of his ass, as the other tugged Chu Fei’s face towards him and their lips together.
Rapacious wouldn’t be enough to describe the hunger in Taxian-Jun’s kiss as he licked his way into Chu Fei’s mouth, taking in the taste of himself on the other’s tongue. Chu Fei let out a breathy whine, hands clutching Taxian-Jun’s arms as he sat on the latter’s muscled thighs.
Taxian-Jun’s cock, still bared to the air and painfully hard, nudged against Chu Fei’s own erection, prompting both of them to breathlessly grind against each other.
“You’re so fucking good”, Taxian-Jun was practically snarling, “fuck, I’m never letting you go.”
Another wet kiss, then a moan from Chu Fei as Taxian-Jun sucked his bottom lip between his teeth, nibbling on it.
“You’re staying with me till you die”, Taxian-Jun murmured, deep voice low and hoarse, “you hear me? You’re never leaving.”
Whimpering, Chu Fei nodded, head angled to better meet Taxian-Jun’s lips.
They continued thrusting against each other, shuddering breaths exchanged between deep kisses. Taxian-Jun was clutching Chu Fei so hard that it was sure to leave bruises.
Then, he lifted a hand and smacked Chu Fei’s ass hard, making the skin jiggle.
Meeting his gaze, Chu Fei felt his breath hitch as he watched those violet eyes turn lethal.
“Against the desk, Wanning”, Taxian-Jun said, tongue peeking out to wet sore lips, “I’m feeling hungry.”
The implication hung heavily in the air.
Bracing himself against Taxian-Jun’s shoulders, Chu Fei got up from his lap on shaky legs. The fact that he was wearing excessively high heeled shoes did not do him any favors.
They were a personal favorite of Taxian-Jun – not only did the black, velvety heels show off Chu Fei’s enticing legs, but they also made him inclined to grab onto Taxian-Jun for support. He didn’t make Chu Fei wear them too often, though.
Only when he wanted to highlight how big of a slut he was for his husband.
Chu Fei turned around, lithe hands resting against the mahogany desk.
Pride tugged at the corners of Taxian-Jun’s lips as he enjoyed the sight in front of him. The lacy, little thing Chu Fei was wearing was so short that it perfectly emphasized the lack of underwear. Of course, that wasn’t particularly different to the skimpy, thin panties Taxian-Jun usually liked to see him in.
Lifting a hand, Taxian-Jun let a knuckle brush along the back of Chu Fei’s thigh, softly grazing the sensitive skin. Chu Fei shuddered, but said nothing at the proprietary touch of the other.
Slowly, Taxian-Jun’s touch made its way to the plumpness of his ass, grasping the fragile dress fabric between two fingers as he started to pull it up.
His pupils flared as he spotted the reddened mark adorning Chu Fei’s skin, a memento of his well-aimed slap from earlier.
Teeth flashing slightly, Taxian-Jun smoothed his palm over the impression, Chu Fei shuffling minutely as the tender area got caressed.
Then, Taxian-Jun’s attention switched to the rosy pucker between Chu Fei’s ass cheeks. His expression turned into something outright predatory.
“Fingers in your mouth”, he murmured huskily, “I don’t want anyone else to hear your noises.”
Chu Fei swallowed audibly, then shifted slightly as the fingers on one hand moved to rest against his tongue, his breathing a bit uneven.
Taxian-Jun’s eyes gleamed as he rested both of his palms against the warm skin of Chu Fei’s ass, using his thumbs to reveal the entrance hidden in between. Then, he leaned forward and brushed his lips against the delicate area.
Chu Fei jolted as a warm tongue eagerly started licking at his entrance, body turning loose and tight at once.
Chuckling darkly, Taxian Jun let his tongue slide all wet and broad over him, languidly eating him out. Saliva quickly started to pool, causing it to dribble down Chu Fei’s thighs and make his skin gleam.
The fingers in Chu Fei’s mouth effectively strangled a moan that threatened to leave his lips, and Taxian-Jun clutched his ass tighter, leaving red finger indents behind.
“Quiet”, he drawled, then dragged his tongue upwards in a long, utterly lazy movement.
Chu Fei tensed beneath his touch, shaky breaths leaving his lungs at the insistent licks. Another croak left him as the tip of Taxian-Jun’s tongue pushed inside, indolently opening him up.
A low, rough laugh vibrated against his skin, and then a hand released his ass to smack him harshly, leaving the skin warm and tingly.
Chu Fei arched his back, breathing uneven as Taxian-Jun grasped his hips and tugged him backwards. He then proceeded to eat Chu Fei out, with all the patience and insistence of a very self-assured and greedy man, for the next thirty minutes.
Every time Chu Fei gasped or squirmed in his grasp, Taxian-Jun delivered a severe slap to his backside, painting his ass and thighs a brilliant, radiant red. Chu Fei’s entrance was dripping with saliva, the spit having loosened him enough that Taxian-Jun could lick the entire way inside, groaning darkly at the taste of his lover.
Tears kept streaming down Chu Fei’s cheeks as he turned oversensitive at the unrelenting touches, body twitching with every deep caress. His cock had already leaked through the dress, making the fabric damp and sticky.
An especially thorough brush from Taxian-Jun’s tongue made him bite onto his fingers to strangle a sob, thighs burning from the effort of keeping himself still.
He didn’t beg, though.
He knew it would only make things worse.
As the clock approached the hour mark since Taxian-Jun had pulled Chu Fei’s ass into his lap as his personal meal, the former pulled his face away and wiped his mouth with his sleeve, violet eyes so dark they came across as blue.
Lifting a hand, Taxian-Jun grasped Chu Fei’s jaw and forced the other to face him.
An exquisite sight welcomed him.
Chu Fei’s pale skin was speckled with red, eyes unfocused and red-rimmed from the amount of tears that had escaped them. His lips, previously sore from sucking Taxian-Jun’s cock, were now bruised and swollen from continuously biting them to keep himself silent, glistening with spit.
Taxian-Jun’s hand turned flat against his cheek, the touch like a brand.
His lips curled.
“Very well”, he murmured, then leaned back against his chair and gestured towards his cock, “you’ve earned it.”
Chu Fei stared at him blankly for a moment, then seemed to catch the suggestion. Or rather – the command.
Turning around on weak legs, he crawled into Taxian-Jun’s lap once more. He didn’t sit down, instead reaching a hand between his legs to grasp the other’s length.
Taxian-Jun’s lip curled into a snarl as soft, careful fingers wrapped around his dick, then watched with burning intensity as Chu Fei guided him towards his entrance.
And then he sunk down, taking the massive length with nothing but spit and precome as lube.
Resting his hands on Chu Fei’s waist, the span of it so small that his fingers almost touched, Taxian-Jun stared at where he slowly entered his husband, before he snapped his attention towards Chu Fei’s face, taking in the determination showing.
Noticing the attentive stare, Chu Fei met his gaze, before turning scarlet and looking away.
Taxian-Jun’s eyes narrowed, and he let the other glide down a little further.
Then, he grasped his hips and yanked him down, forcing himself in all the way.
The sob finally left Chu Fei’s lips as he suddenly was filled up way beyond what should be able to fit inside.
Gripping Taxian-Jun’s shoulders, Chu Fei hid his face against his neck and let out a low wail.
“Mo R-“, he croaked, hands turning white-gripped from the intent clasp.
Snarling, Taxian-Jun lifted him up before pulling him down again, eagerly fucking inside. Chu Fei shuddered at the precise shoves against his prostate, his erection jumping weakly against Taxian-Jun’s abdomen.
The latter let one of his hands twist into Chu Fei’s hair, yanking on it to speak directly into his ear.
“Mo Ran”, Taxian-Jun’s voice dropped into a whisper, the sound so deep and raspy that it sent a shiver down Chu Fei’s spine, “is dead.”
A tear trickled down Chu Fei’s cheek as Taxian-Jun kept pounding into him relentlessly, the harsh pain finally molding into something sharp, yet pleasant.
“You’ll never meet Mo Ran again”, Taxian-Jun snarled, tugging on Chu Fei’s lengthy locks to emphasize his point, “I am Taxian-Jun, and that’s what you will call me.”
A rough thrust from the latter made Chu Fei whimper.
“Understood?”, Taxian-Jun’s voice was icy.
Nodding weakly, Chu Fei struggled to see Taxian-Jun through blurry eyes.
The latter yanked on his hair again.
“Understood?”
Chu Fei sobbed, then moaned as his prostate was hammered into especially hard.
“Y-yes”, he gasped, fighting the urge to hide his face against Taxian-Jun’s neck again.
Taxian-Jun grinned devilishly.
“That’s a good slut”, he crooned, then released his hair in favor of grasping his waist again, and started fucking into Chu Fei with fervor.
Outright mewling, Chu Fei buried his face in Taxian-Jun’s shoulder, holding on for dear life as the latter pounded into him. The wetness from Taxian-Jun eating him out was reflected in the filthy noises spreading throughout the office, their skin smacking together only making it obscener.
“Wanning”, Taxian-Jun breathed with reverence, jaw tense with the effort of fucking his husband silly, “you’re so tight today – fuck!”
Chu Fei moaned into the other’s shirt, face scrunched up in pleasure.
Both their breaths turned ragged, their hips working hard to reach that sweet, oh-so-close edge.
Then, a knock on the door.
Taxian-Jun’s thrusts stuttered, and a thunderous expression took place on his face. Slowing down their movements, he let a warm palm smooth over Chu Fei’s back.
“Who is it?”, he called out, a snap of displeasure in his voice.
All of his subordinates knew well enough to not bother him when his husband was visiting. His eyes narrowed, as Chu Fei breathed heavily against his neck.
“I need your signature on a new contract”, a somewhat nervous voice called through the door, “it needs to be signed by 3!”
Glancing towards the timepiece on his wrist, Taxian-Jun could see that it gave them a ten-minute time limit.
His mouth cut a cruel line at the thought of pausing his fun with Chu Fei.
A beat of silence passed.
Then, a smile grew on his lips.
Taxian-Jun yanked down Chu Fei’s dress to hide the sight of the latter’s ass, then rested a hand on his waist as he yelled a command.
“Come in.”
Chu Fei’s grasp on his shoulders turned taut, his entire body tensing up – including the part where Taxian-Jun was buried, making him moan quietly into his ear.
The door opened and an employee walked in, faltering at the sight in front of them.
“Uh-“
Taxian-Jun arched an impatient brow.
“Well?”
Swallowing loudly, the subordinate walked over to the desk and put the papers down, avoiding the speckles of spit and precome as they pushed the document over to Taxian-Jun.
The latter lazily lifted a hand and grabbed a pen as he started flicking through it, his other hand smoothly stroking Chu Fei’s lower back, sometimes sliding down to his ass.
Chu Fei kept stiffening every time Taxian-Jun grazed his behind, tightening deliciously around his husband’s cock.
Taxian-Jun sighed languidly.
“Are you just going to sit there?”, he murmured reproachfully, squeezing the swell of Chu Fei’s ass, “that’s not why you’re here.”
Shivering, Chu Fei inhaled heavily, then braced his hands against Taxian-Jun and started moving his hips. Slowly and painfully gingerly.
Taxian-Jun smacked his ass through the dress, making both Chu Fei and the employee jump.
“Harder.”
Whining softly, Chu Fei rolled his hips faster, the gesture deeper and more thorough this time. Taxian-Jun let out a content breath at the sensation.
“Better”, he drawled, then tilted his head invitingly, “use your mouth, as well.”
Chu Fei hesitatingly complied, wet lips grazing Taxian-Jun’s throat as he licked and kissed the skin.
Taxian-Jun kept flipping through the document with his hand, carelessly signing wherever his signature was needed. The employee was standing silently by the desk, their face painted with red.
As Taxian-Jun finished up the last page, he glanced up and caught sight of the employee’s eyes resting on where Chu Fei was working Taxian-Jun inside him.
Lilac eyes turned cold.
“There”, he snapped, forcing the subordinate’s attention to him instead as he shoved the papers towards them, “it’s done.”
Those cold eyes sparkled.
“What’s your name?”
The employee hurriedly picked up the document, politely bowing as they stated their name and work title.
Taxian-Jun smiled, the action sharp and unpleasant.
“Very well. Deliver the document to your boss, then pack up your things and get the hell out of this building.”
He then turned his attention back towards Chu Fei, crooning at the kittenish licks the latter was placing on his neck.
“So good for me, baobei”, he murmured lovingly, both hands coming to rest on the other’s ass, assisting Chu Fei with riding him.
He could glimpse the former subordinate standing bewildered by the desk, then finally turn around to leave the office.
As soon as the door slammed shut behind him, Taxian-Jun stood up, lifting Chu Fei with him. Depositing the latter on top of his desk, Taxian-Jun wasted no time pressing Chu Fei’s thighs against his chest, before pistoning his hips into his husband, fucking him so hard that the furniture rattled.
A breathless moan left Chu Fei’s lips, eyebrows arching from the merciless pounding.
“T-Taxian-“, his throat was so sore that his voice turned husky, “w-wait-“
“Wait?”, Taxian-Jun snarled, hands tugging at Chu Fei’s waist bruisingly hard, “for what? You – ah – need someone else to watch you get fucked, huh?”
Whimpering, Chu Fei shook his head, tears spilling from the corners of his eyes at the insistent prostate stimuli.
“Too- too much”, he croaked, “s-slow down-“
“But you like it”, Taxian-Jun crooned, moving a hand to lift Chu Fei’s dress, showing off the hefty amount of precome leaking, “look at how hard you are.”
Chu Fei let out a quiet sob.
“Or is it because someone watched you ride me?”, Taxian-Jun’s voice turned harsh, “would you rather get fucked by them instead?”
Still clutching Chu Fei’s dress, Taxian-Jun yanked at it with a forceful hand, ripping the material all the way up to Chu Fei’s chest. Pushing the fabric to the side, Taxian-Jun possessively eyed the bitemarks and fingerprints covering parts of Chu Fei’s delicate skin, all of them left by him.
His jaw clenched, just as Chu Fei shook his head desperately.
“No, no!”, he gasped, then moaned as Taxian-Jun switched the angle, “o-only you-“
Taxian-Jun snarled.
“Say it like you mean it, at least”, he snapped, suddenly tugging Chu Fei upwards.
Forcing the other’s legs around his waist, Taxian-Jun slammed even deeper into him. Chu Fei wrapped his arms around Taxian-Jun’s neck to hold on, leaving bloody scratches with his nails.
The position allowed their noses to bump against each other as they stared deep into the other’s eyes, mouths open and panting wildly.
Chu Fei’s eyes were smudged with black eyeliner, sore and red from crying, yet still able to focus on the man in front of him. Somehow managing to look earnest, despite having been tossed around for multiple hours.
Taxian-Jun’s gaze turned so piercing that Chu Fei flushed under the attention.
“You’re mine”, he said with fervor, feeling so ferociously possessive of the man inside his arms that he couldn’t stand it, “no one else’s.”
Chu Fei nodded with a whimper, tears glistening in phoenix eyes once again.
“Only yours”, he croaked, lifting a shaky hand to rest against Taxian-Jun’s jaw, “I don’t want anyone else.”
Taxian-Jun couldn’t help but to lean into the gesture, sighing heavily, before he clenched his teeth and snaked a hand between them, wrapping it around the velvetiness of Chu Fei’s cock.
“I want you to come”, he said through his teeth, “right here, right now, so loudly that everyone on this floor can hear you.”
Chu Fei’s dick was already twitching inside his grasp, warm precome spilling all over his skin. Taxian-Jun couldn’t help but let out a moan of his own, the thought of filling up his baobei with his own spend making his skin buzz. He would never get tired of the feeling, of the sensation of stuffing Chu Fei so full that it was spilling out.
Of the nights where he fucked him again and again, desperate to possess the other man, to bury himself somewhere no one else had been before.
Of Chu Fei sobbing and writhing in his arms, always left so ruthlessly oversensitive, yet embracing everything Taxian-Jun gave him with open arms.
Always lifting his head to meet every greedy kiss of Taxian-Jun’s lips.
Listening to his words, Chu Fei shivered and felt himself tumble over that delicious edge.
When had he ever refused anything Taxian-Jun asked for?