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Jeon gripped the edge of the table harshly as the teasingly blonde underneath the desk swirled his finger around the bulge in his black professional trousers, begging to be released from such a tight space.

how this happen?

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Jeon gripped the edge of the table harshly as the teasingly blonde underneath the desk swirled his finger around the bulge in his black professional trousers, begging to be released from such a tight space.

how this happen?

assistant Taehyung has been teasing his boss non-stop from bending over to pick up papers he purposely threw on the floor to making eye contact alone with him just make him release how desperate his assistant wants to be on his knees in front of him.

with desperate chases of kisses, the assistant had ended up on his knees under the desk.

"good evening, sir,"

an elderly man entered the room, startling the ceo, who improved his posture before respectfully smiling, gesturing for the group of men to sit down and start the meeting.

once the presentation has been sorted with, the hour of torture begins.

Tae manage to zip down his flyer swiftly to have access to what he has been craving from the start.

shivers travelled down to spine, as he hungrily gazed at the sight in front of him, pre-cum dripping from the tip.

cold fingertips made contact with the base sending the ceo who was leaning casually on the desk, shudder.

warm heat engulfed him, skillful tongue swirling around, spit drooling down the assistant's chin, making contact with Jeon's bare, shaved skin underneath.

a groan was paused in Jeon's throat, trying hard to focus on the important discussion that was laid out in front of him.

a praise to the dear man between his legs desperate to slip out of his mouth, as the needy warm mouth started bobbing his head in a continous sequence in a fast pace.

"Mr Jeon, what is your viewpoint on this idea?"

a clueless gaze was received to the speaker from the ceo.

"I think it is a pleasant idea however, a few changes could be-"

a cover-up cough slipped his lips instead of the crawling moan as he clutched his stomach, wanting to make the professionals believe he feels sickness instead of pleasure crawling up his skin.

"sir, is everything alright?" a hand touched his shoulder as Jeon cleared his throat, a tight-lipped smile given.

"I apologise but i-it seems that I have fallen ill, perhaps w-we can postpone t-this meeting,"

Jeon spoke rather slowly, stutters released between as the needy mouth continued its sinful acts.

the men excused themselves, bidding their goodbyes to the respected, young ceo before closing the door shut behind them.

"taking me so well love," Jeon muttered, watching the pretty man take him in desperation.

tears dripped down from Kim's eyes, air deprivation filling his lungs, yet his only quest was to make the man above him cum, make it coat the inside of his mouth white.

fingers took control of the base, the place his mouth refused to touch as his lungs screamed for some oxygen, eyes close to rolling back.

rough fingertips were gently placed on his chin, "look at me,"

glossy doe eyes placed its attention upon the darkened eyes above him that belonged to his boss.

intensive eye contact was maintained between the two males, as a rough touch was felt on top of his head before the hand gripped his long strands, pushing him deeper on the cock in his mouth.

"fuck, thats right baby, take it," grind after grind remained in a pace, hips losing control.

the need of release hurt in his guts, a groan leaving his swollen, red lips from previous makeout.

Abruptly, strings of white coated the inside of his mouth, swollowing it before he removed his mouth, the cold replacing the warmth that was engulfing him a second ago.

bringing his finger to the tip, he swiped some drip of cum before placing that exact finger inside his mouth seductively, maintaining eye contact with his boss.

the same strick boss that has now got his cheeks flushed, cock hanging out of his flyer, and lips that would spit out venom, now swollen and blood-stained.

the same boss who tucked himself back in his pants lazily, before holding the other's hands, pulling him on his lap.

"I'll like to go back to your place," tae muttered between shared kisses, heart clenching as a warm feeling flowed through his veins.

"of course love, lets finish this, yeah?"