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[8:24pm] kys

TW: praise, sir kink but thats more circumstantial that anything else, Boss! Yeosang, Employee! reader, oral fem receiving.

this came to me in a dream while i was napping today, thought id share.

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Yeosang seemed to be the perfect boss to everyone but you. To everyone else, he was understanding and kind but every day he gave you more work than could be finished in a day, making you stay till well past dark until it was just you and him on the floor. You had always thought it was because he disliked you, but that couldn't be farther from the truth.

As the boss, he would always stay late into the night, and despite how tiring it was looking out of his office window to see your concentrated face was enough to put him in a good mood. He thought you were easily one of the smartest people working for him and the fact you were gorgeous only added to his infatuation. Yeah, it was probably mean to make you stay later just so he could look at you, but sometimes he didn't care.

Tonight was one of those nights, it was completely dark outside and the lights of your computer screen was burning your eyes. You had just finished your final task of the day and leaned back into your chair to rub your eyes. But when you pulled your hand away from your face your boss stood in front of your desk. It spooked you a bit but you regained your composure, sitting up straight in your chair and looking at him expectantly. His face was unreadable in the florescent lights and the silence was defending.

"I just finished my work for the night, sir, I was going to head home," you explained. He kept staring.

"What was it you were working on?" He asked deadpan, smoothing his suit jacket.

"Oh just finishing up the weekly report for Anderson," you rushed to explain. He didn't seem to be in a good mood. He hummed.

"Mind if I take a look?"

"Of course sir ill send it over right now," you spoke leaning back over your computer.

"There's no need," he replied, taking several long steps around your desk to stand behind you. One of his hands took rested on your shoulder as the man himself leaned over to look at your computer, you couldn't help but jump.

You held your breath while he read over the page slowly his own breath tickling the back of your ear as he read. Somewhere halfway down the page, the fingers on your shoulder began playing with the fabric of your blouse, sometimes digging into your flesh in a remarkably relaxing way. As the relief spread the tiniest noise of gratitude left you, but it wasn't until after it came out that you realized it sounded like a moan. Your eyes snapped to his sculpted side profile looking for any sign that he heard it and the faintest hint of a smirk told you he did.

Finally, he pulled back, but his hand stayed on you. You breathed deeply again, now blushing violently.

"Well done" you waited for more but when none came you found your voice to ask,

"May I go home now sir?" You turned to look at him.

"Not quite yet," this time his smirk was anything but faint. You felt dread dripping into your stomach of what else he could conjure up to keep you there.

"I don't think I have ever shown you any appreciation for the work you do for me,"

You almost got whiplash from how quickly you went from fear to confusion.

"Oh there is no need, sir," you reasoned, thinking this might be a trick question. You began to stand up but his other hand came down onto your other shoulder keeping you in your chair. He leaned down to eye level now smiling wickedly.

"I insist,"

You faced forward, desperately looking around the room, scared someone will walk in and see this scene but there was no one else on the floor to notice. You felt his breath on the back of your neck and before you could react he kissed the nape of your neck. You halted.

"I don't think I have ever told you just how much I appreciate you," his lips were trailing up your neck leaving more kisses as he spoke and his hands ran up and down your arms soothingly, " I would like to show you that appreciation if you'd like?" He asked lips now pressing gently into the shell of your ear. The silence hung heavy for a moment.

"Id like that,"

Those words were all it took for Yeosang to spin your chair around and crash your lips together, kissing you desperately. He was messaging your side while pulling you off the chair and onto the clear side of your desk. In only a moment later your boss had dropped to his knees in front of you and with both hands pulling your legs apart he spoke.

"You have been oh, so good. Sweetheart." He praised. You let spread you open, hanging on his words.

"Have I? You asked quietly.

His lips trailed up your legs. Leaving feather-light kisses.

"Oh, yes. You have been so good." His breath fanned over your clothed heat. His eyes meet your own.

"You deserve a reward."

You practically swooned, then nodded quickly. He flashed his first real smile that has never been directed at you before.

You let him pull your clothes off your bottom half, leaving you bare on the cold wood of the desk. He looked at you one last time for reassurance, which you gave in the form of a blushed smile.

It only took a moment for him to dive into your heat. Spreading you as wide as you could go and holding your legs apart he licked a flat stripe over your dripping cunt. You whined loudly as there was no one to hear and the sound was music to his ears.

He lapped at you graciously, tongue dipping between your folds to lick up where to wetness was sending out. Your head was thrown back in an instant and your hands curled into his hair. Every time his lips came into contact with your now sopping wetness more whines pulled out of you. His mouth was working wonders on you. His wet muscle playing with the sensitive bud, gently swirling it in circles before latching on sucking. You were breathless. The vice grip he had on your legs kept you from moving despite how much your body desired to clamp his head between your thighs and keep him there. But instead, you were spread wide for him.

He pulled back for a moment to admire your swollen pussy lips and the mess they were making on the desk.

"You're doing so well. You little cunt giving me all I want." His finger dipped down to run against the wet wood. He rubbed the finger against his others before dipping it into you. You cried out especially loud, yanking at his roots. You could hear him chuckle before diving back in, licking and sucking around where his finger was pumping in and out of you. Your orgasm was steadily building with each stroke of his hand or swipe of his tongue. Not to mention the squelching sounds that were coming from his work.

A second slim finger pushed inside of you.

"Sir, I think I'm gonna," was all you could say.

"I know sweetheart, your gonna cum on my fingers. That's ok, you've been so good for me."

Your hips were now rolling up to meet his face. His mouth latched onto the bud once again and nibbled gently on it. Not enough to hurt, just enough to feel the pressure and it made you snap.

You were cumming only a few seconds later. You were moaning unashamedly. Every wave of pleasure bringing more cries past your lips. You could feel the wetness spreading out even more on the desk as you bucked up into his still working mouth but he didn't seem to care, focusing instead on pulling more and more noises out of you.

And so it happened that you came to enjoy working late. Because Yeosang was very appreciative of all your work, and sometimes would reward it for you.

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