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It was 9pm sharp. That was what his computer screen told him, while he was typing away some information about a finished mission. Sorbet and Gelato got done with it quickly and smoothly. But it took some help from 'her' to even get an idea about the suspect's location.
'She' has been messing up the structures of this team ever since she came here a month ago and already messed with his head to the max. Risotto sighed and leaned back into his chair. Again. He was lost in thoughts about 'her' again. What was she doing right now?
Was she with Prosciutto on the balcony again? Did they act like a couple again, even though 'she' told him that they weren't a thing? Maybe 'she' was doing stuff with Melone again. He couldn't care less she might as well have joined Sorbet and Gelato on that dirty couch.
She was anywhere but with him. She laughed with everyone but him. They all treated her like a guest but him. She was a mission. They needed to guard her. Not befriend her. But they all did. And him? He treated her like a mission.
A knock on his door made him snap out of his trance and he sits up straight again, before allowing the person on the other side of the door to enter.
Ghiaccio. He also got well accustomed to 'her'.
"Risotto, sorry to intrude." He said and Risotto just nodded, his gaze on his team member. "What is it?" He answered plainly and Ghiaccio moved over to the desk.
"I wanted to hand you the information I gathered about Signore Emilio Pesto."
Risotto reached out his hand and Ghiaccio put the papers into his hand and Risotto just flipped through them a little.
"Where is 'she' at right now?" - "She? Oh. Y/N... She is currently with Melone. They wanted to repaint her nails." This made his ears peak up a little more. Repainting her nails? Which color would they be like now? Last time they talked about her nails they were a beautiful matte black with the ring finger glossy on each hand.
Melone and her were also intensely talking about the underwear that fit perfectly with them and up to this day, he was still yearning to know what that set would have looked like together with those nails. They way she stroke past his chin with those nails, made his body tingle. She loved teasing him about small things but nowadays she got more and more-
"Risotto?" He snapped back to reality after Ghiaccio called for him and he cleared his throat before looking at him.
"The documents are okay. If I get anymore questions I will ask you." Ghiaccio nodded and excused himself before leaving him alone. Risotto put down the papers and sighed while leaning forwards to rest his head in his palms.
'She' was going to drive him crazy. Risotto moved one of his hands down to grab his growing bulge a little. He can't remember why it happened but he somehow started to feel attracted to her. She snapped back. She tried to act tough in front of him. She found a way to drive him crazy.
He thought back to the first time he felt something inside him shift. When Melone and Ghiaccio were having a discussion with her and painting her nails, and then Melone showing them to him.
They were a light purple. It was a colour he usually didn't like. But why did it attract him so much when it was on her nails. And that was just the start. At night when he let her rest in his bed, he also got caught up in staring at her nails and fingers so much, he had to leave to the bathroom to calm down.
And the newest issue that came up was that he started to feel like he couldn't really fall asleep anymore without her in his room. After taking too much liberty with her lifestyle under their guard, he punished her with sleeping on his floor in his room. And it all went good from there but recently he had to get his head free. Free of 'her' and those nails and this teasing she was doing with him.
The problem was... He couldn't get his head free. He was bothered. Very bothered and couldn't sleep at all. And exactly that day she walked up to him in the Office with such a sly grin after drinking a little with Prosciutto.
He clenched his jaw a little and sighed before standing up and walking around his office. What was her mission? Why did she act all drunk in his office and teased him so much with her soft touches against his shoulders and neck. And why did he even loose himself enough to also put his arms around her and let her rub herself against him so much.
All of this... Him almost loosing himself fully in the progress, just for 'her' to say that she hated his guts and the way he treated her. Was this revenge?
After that day, Risotto tried getting better. Up to this point he didn't understand why he did. But he finally gave in and gave her back some of the clothing he took from her, gave her an actual matress to sleep on and allowed her to drink alcohol in the hideout without any supervision. She still kept on with the teasing. On and on and always with the same ending.
^Hmm... I am tired... Goodnight.^ or ^Wait Emo Riso... Did you actually think I would do something with you?^ or ^Oh Nero... Wasn't I just a mission?^
She was just a mission. But what was she doing all this teasing for? He was anxious and enraged and... desperate. He has been thinking about touching her for some time now. No not just thinking. Yearning.
Risotto coughed a little and mentally slapped himself before cracking his neck. He then looked at his desk again and sat down to continue working. He breathed in softly and tried to focus back onto what he was doing before.
A bit more time passed by and Risotto was getting to the end of his report before it knocked on his door again. He just hummed and the door opened.
"Hmm..." Risotto's ears perked up as he recognised the voice. "Emo Riso... Still working? It is 11pm..." He still had his eyes fixated on the screen as he typed away. "What are you doing here." - "Just wanted to see if you are in here. And I also wanted to ask if I could sleep in Melone's room tonight"
There was not even a second of time for him to think about an answer. "Absolutely not." Risotto said and she sighed. "Hmm... But why?" - "Because you have a good enough bed in my room." - "But-"
Risotto sighed and finished his report before closing the document. "No 'but's. A no is a-" He stopped talking upon looking at 'her'. She wanted to kill him. He was sure of it now. Risotto breathed out and shook his head. "A no is a no" He finished and then gazed at her legs.
She was wearing a rather short skirt, which was tight around her thick thighs. He could have sworn he never saw that one before. He definitely did not take it from her. Did she buy it?
"So. Anything else?" He managed to say after breathing in carefully. She snickered and moved over to behind his desk and sat down on top of it. She then faced him with a smile.
"What about another question round?" She asked and Risotto rolled his eyes before leaning back in his chair, looking at the woman right in front of him. Her legs were now crossed and her skirt moved up a bit from that. He must have done something, because 'she' chuckled.
"Anything wrong about my legs or why are you staring so much, Nero?" She leaned back a little and pushed out her chest and his eyes moved up to her eyes again. "I was just surprised that you sat down so close to me. I thought you despise me?" He said and now she looked at him a little sad.
"Despise? Isn't that a little too harsh? I think 'dislike' fits better" - "Still doesn't explain why you are sitting here and not on a chair like a normal person." She chuckled and dangled her feet a little.
"I could sit on your lap. Or would that make you pop a boner again, hm?" Risotto now gazed at her with a rather flustered face. "I am not like Illuso, who barks after you" - "And yet here you are covering your crotch with one of your hands, Riso" - "What is your goal with all of this teasing, brat?"
He now asked and he could swear he saw her legs twitch a little. A grin moved to his face as he looked at her. "Where do you want it to go, Nero?" Her voice got a little darker and he knew they were getting to that one point again.
The teasing would continue for so long until he finally gets ready to burst, but right there... she will leave him to starve. Couldn't he do it as well? He noticed she got flustered by him calling her brat. Maybe there is more to push? Why should he be the only one to starve?
He reached out one of his hands to her and brushed over her knee. She shivered under his touch and a smirk went up to his face this time. "Why don't we look at where it will take us?" He said in a darker voice as well and continued moving circles on her knee with his finger. She seemed a little startled by that. Her eyes were widened now but she soon caught herself and chuckled.
"Hmm... Are you getting eager to touch me Emo Nero?" He leaned over to her, rising out of his seat and looked into her eyes deeply. "First thing we have to drop for that are the stupid nicknames, Brat." Risotto whispered and a small blush appeared around her cheeks and he smirked a little.
"I like the nicknames... But I could just stick to calling you differently" - "And what is that?" - "You will see, will you?" She leaned her body back again, before untangling her legs, just to cross them the other way again. He looked at her and moved his hand back to her knee.
His finger drew circles again and she closed her eyes, smiling softly. Her head then turned to the side before looking at the shut off computer. "Finished your work just in time, hm?" Risotto gazed at his dark screen. "I would have been quicker if it wasn't for all the interruptions."
She rolled her eyes and leaned forward to move her head closer to Risotto. He sat down a second ago and was looking at her again. "Is there something you want to tell me?" He asked calmly and she grinned. "You know everything I have to say about you" - "That you hate me?" - "Dislike, Nero... Dislike."
She corrected him again and he rolled his eyes. "I miss your touch on my leg, Riso... Touch it again" His hand tingled after hearing her words. But he wouldn't just give in like that. That would be what she wants. Upon him not reacting to her suggestions, she uncrossed her legs again and started wiggling them slowly. "Did I show you my new nail polish yet?"
She then asked and Risotto cursed himself out for how quickly he gazed up to look at her again. 'She' chuckled and reached out her hands to let him take a look at her fingers. They were painted in a milky white this time fading into a light blue. It fit the colour of her skirt. It was light blue as well.
He moved his hand back to his crotch to go back to covering it, as he felt himself shudder. They looked great. She looked great. Her fingers moved up to his face and gently grasped his chin.
"Do you like them, Riso? Too stunned to speak" She asked and Risotto cursed himself out again. "They are fine. Looks good." - "Mm... Only good? Maybe better? Your hand went back to your crotch... It couldn't be that my nails turn you on, do they?"
She chuckled and Risotto sighed before reaching his hand out to touch her thigh and she breathed out softly, her legs shaking a little again. "Don't act like I do not do anything to you as well... Just look at the way you shudder when I touch your leg... Or how you react when I call you... Brat"
He pronouced the last word sharply and felt her twitch a little again. "Maybe I am just afraid of you? That is why I shudder?" She was fighting herself with saying those words dryly. Just like he was.
"Then you wouldn't ask me to touch you again, wouldn't you?" He countered and she chuckled. "What if I do? Would you touch me more then? And where, Sir?" She whispered as her feet touched the floor again and she carefully sat down on his lap.
Risotto breathed out again and grinned. She called him 'Sir' before. Even though she meant it as a joke, it still affected him in some sense. It just sounded good out of her mouth. And now that she sat down on his lap, it wouldn't take too long until she could feel his growing bulge as well.
"Where would you like me to touch you, Brat?" He then whispered into her ear and she reseated herself so her legs were over one of the armrests. She turned her upper body to face him and grinned. "All this exposed leg is waiting for your big hands..." Her whisper sent shivers down his spine.
He reached out his hand and put in on her upper thigh, before gently squeezing it. She whined and put her head in the crook of his neck, her fingers now stroking his chest. “Hmm… You like my thighs?” Risotto chuckled and nodded. Her eyes gazed at his sharp jawline and her finger now moved along it carefully. She then shifted on his lap, grinding directly on his bulge and he let out sharp breath.
“Oh…” She chuckled. “Did I touch a sensitive spot?” Her whisper echoed through his brain as he tried to hold in a moan. It was at the tip of his tongue, wanting to get released but he couldn’t. He didn’t want to loose his pride over something like this. He was acting like a virgin.
His grip on her thigh tightened and she let out a soft whine. “Hmm… You are gripping it so hard, Riso… You might rip off my skin.” She said and leaned over to his ear to softly bite his ear lobe. Tingles rushed from his ear down his body and his heart skipped a beat. Why did this feel so amazing? Why was his ear so sensitive at that spot. And why did she have to continue biting it softly? Risotto bit on his own lip to keep that moan inside. He was close to moaning, a little too close. She found a weak spot and was ready to bite him raw on this ear lobe until he finally gave in. And it felt so good. His hand moved up her leg and was close to slipping beneath her skirt.
“Mmm… Keep your hand on my thigh, Riso… I am shy” She teased and licked along his ear lobe. Soon after hitting that one sensitive spot again, Risotto finally let go and let out a small moan. The woman leaned back satisfied and smiled at him.
“What a cute moaning sound” She whispered softly and stared into his deep red eyes. His gaze was fixated on the smug smile on her face, as she grinded on him again. Her seating was different too. She was now facing him fully, her legs on either sides of his legs. Her skirt moved up so much, he could swear that her backside must be revealed by now.
His hand twitched. He wanted to touch her more. Not just the thigh. He loved how big and nice they were to touch and squeeze, but he saw her butt before. He saw how round and plump it was. And he wanted to feel it with his own hands. She could see that he was dreaming and lifted his chin.
“What are you thinking about Riso? Where you want to touch me?” Risotto chuckled and let go of her leg.
“What if I was?”
She bit her lip and smiled before wiggling on his lap a little. “Then touch me where you want… If you are so desperate, hm?” Risotto sighed and looked at her. She was testing him again. And she would do it over and over. She wants to win this. Risotto knew she wanted to win this encounter. He wouldn’t let her. He would be the one she begs to to finally touch her.
After a small breather a smirk appeared on Risotto’s face and he leaned back on his chair. “I am not desperate. If you crave a touch so much, you could ask someone else” She chuckled. “Playing hard to get? Bold of you to assume I would just go somewhere else. I like to crack tough nuts” Her whisper became lower and her breath hit his ear again. Risotto breathed out softly and grinned.
“Why do you want to crack me in the first place? I thought you hated me?” She looked at him, toughtful, before smirking a little.
“Because I want to make you suffer.” This sentence made a shudder go down his back and he licked his lips. “The feeling is mutual then... But could you handle the circumstances?” He asked as his hands wandered to her thighs and hovered there. Her eyes went to his hands and then to his face. She gazed at him expectantly. Waiting for him to touch her now.
“I am a big girl. I can handle circumstances, Nero.” She whispered again and licked her lips before stroking his chin. “What are we waiting for then? Show me how much of a brat you can be.” Risotto then said and the woman stopped ger movements before blushing a little. She then huffed and readjusted herself on his lap. “Don’t mess with me, Riso...” She said and softly grinded on his lap. He breathed out as she perfectly moved along his bulge. He had to put his whole energy in resisting to touch her now. Risotto couldn’t just give in to her. He gave in so many times already. So many times he let her tease him until he was almost ready to burst, just so she could leave again and hop into bed with Prosciutto.
Risotto sighed. Just now he had noticed it. Her beautiful skirt made him not realise that she was wearing the top that Prosciutto made for her. With that strange embroidery skill him and Pesci engulfed in. Sometime ago he had asked her if her and Prosciutto were a thing. They went on small ‘dates’, if you could even call staying in the house and just eating and drinking together on the balcony or in Prosciutto’s room a date. And they also slept together. Very often. Fifteen times up until now, as far as he knew. He even caught them a few times.
Prosciutto had that smirk on his face, as if he knew that Risotto was getting jealous from seeing him devouring her, instead of the leader. Risotto breathed out. No, he wasn’t jealous. Why would he be? “What are you thinking about? Shouldn’t your focus be on me?” Her voice made the assassin turn to her again and smirk. “Impatient?” She shook her head. “Just noticing that you weren’t paying attention anymore... I mean... Your dick was still here...”
Risotto sighed and gazed down at his crotch and the bulge that was now very apparent if it wasn’t already before. “Who wouldn’t react if someone kept grinding on them?” He answered plainly and she pursed her lips before sighing. “You are really playing hard to get...” She whispered close to his lips and grinded against him again. He still rest his arms on the armrests next to him, trying his best to still contain himself from touching her.
He could see the desperation in her eyes. It worked out so many times before. Why not now? He was able to give in so many times. What happened? Was she not attractive enough for him? That could never be the case. Risotto thought this woman got even more attractive every day. He saw her in many situations before and in every one of them she looked beautiful. He longed to see what she would look like beneath him. Or even on top of him. He just wants to see what kind of faces she would do, when he was the one to make her feel good.
Could he be better than Prosciutto? The blonde had more experience for sure but what if he was a natural? Risotto had an impressive length and width to play with but could he use it properly? He sighed again and felt a soft stroke on his cheeks again. “Tell me what are you thinking about, EmoNero?” She said and leaned her forehead against his. They were so close... Maybe too close? It felt so intimate. Would they be so close when he would lay on top of her as well?
“I was thinking about how I could make you suffer the best” He chuckled and stared dead into her eyes. Her face now had a more apparent tint of red and she grinned at him a little. “Did you get an idea?” The woman’s hips buckled against him again and he breathed in sharply. “I sure did.” She hummed and moved her hand over his chest while her hips still rocked against him. “Show me? I want to know what you are planning to do with me” Her eyes had a small fire in them as Risotto just chuckled.
“I am already doing it” – “You are doing nothing” Risotto smirked and leaned his head onto his fist, before gazing into her eyes. “Exactly.” She breathed out and put both arms around his neck now to pull him closer. “Why are you doing this to me, Riso?” – “Because I know how crazy it will get you to know that I am not following your expectations”
The woman just huffed again and smirked before rubbing her hand along his chest again. “What did you think were my expectations?” Risotto grinned and reached out his hands to touch her waist. “I imagine that you waited for me to touch you like this, hm? Move my hands along your waist and down your hips, to play with your skirt like this?” He said as he did as he explained. “You would have loved for me to go all in and lean my body against yours, try to catch your warmth, feel more of your exposed skin. Like your leg... Slowly moving my fingers up your skirt, closer to the inside of your thighs...” Risotto’s voice got darker as he explained his movement.
One of his fingers was now rubbing dangerously close to the hem of her skirt and her breath hitched. He felt how she clenched on top of him. He knew this would get her. Her face was so beautifully red. Now it was finally Risotto's turn to make her feel flustered. “Who said I would have s-such expectations...” She whispered and Risotto leaned closer to whisper into her ear now.
“Weren’t you the one to ask me to touch you? I know where you wanted this to go... Tease me again, make me almost burst... Just so you can stop again, hm? This won’t happen today... But why would your expectations stop at me just coming a little under your skirt? You probably waited for me to put my hands all over your body... Waited for me to become completely obsessed with your chest, which stands out so nicely in this top that Prosciutto did for you. Trying to make me crazy with you wearing it.” He said as his hands went to her waist again, which he softly gripped.
She whined lightly and gripped his arms. Risotto was curious. Was it turning her on? If yes... How could he find out? How far can he push her? How far can he push himself? “Are you jealous, Riso? That I am wearing the top?” – “Why would I? Whose lap are you sitting on right now?” He answered and the female blushed again. Risotto smirked. He was proud of that comeback. “Hm... It is yours, Riso...” She answered shyly. “Correct... Now... You look a little flustered.” He said and she gazed at him before shaking her head.
“Why why would I be flustered?” Her voice cracked during the end of that sentence and Risotto chuckled deeply. “I don’t know... You are all red... Your thighs are lightly shaking. I have been an assassin for quite some time so I can tell... But now tell me... Why are you flustered... I thought you didn’t feel anything towards me except hate” As he said the last sentence, his breath hit against her ear, his deep voice softly vibrating.
“W-Wouldn’t you like to know, Emo Nero? Anybody would get flustered if somebody did that to them?” She countered as he countered her comment before and Risotto grinned. This woman didn’t even know what she was doing to him right now. That temper... That voice. Those eyes. She did nothing much, but enough for him to completely go crazy... “Good comeback, brat.” He said and she smirked.
“Of course, Sir Nero.” The nicknames... He would never admit it, but he secretly liked them. It didn’t happen often that she called him by his normal name. She used a short version or a stupid nickname for him. At one point she got stuck with Sir Nero. And he got stuck with calling her Brat and Princess in the right moment. But that wasn’t meant in a way that it was flattering. He only called her princess because she started with the Sir.
“So... What about your expectations? Did I get them correctly?” She grinned and nodded. “You got almost everything. You missed out on some things though...” – “And what would that be?” She sat up straight in his lap and moved against his crotch again. “After having your hands all upon me, I would have expected you to take your big hands and guide them to my chest to finally touch it... While doing so... You notice how irresistible I am and you are having a hard time trying not to completely give in...” She whispered softly and took his hands to move them up to her chest so they cup them a little.
Risotto breathed out deeply. She was teasing him back. Fierce. He smirked and rest his hands where she put them. “That’s all I missed?” He now asked and she grinned. “We put our faces closely together... Our lips almost touching you yearn to finally close the small gap that is left between us... Your body is growing hotter... Some precum is slowly peeking through your pants, your hands roam around my body even more. But can we continue? Should we continue? How war would it go if we continue? You sure want it to go all the way. Fuck me blind, bend me over your desk and lift up that short skirt of mine that I wore for you... But would I let you go that far with me?”
She finished as their faces were close again. Their breaths hitting each other as Risotto let her description sink in. He could feel how hot he was getting. But he couldn’t be the only one... This was too real to be just acting. Their eyes met and she softly sunk down on his lap to relax a little. Her soft breaths hit his lips and his hands moved back to her waist. Risotto could try as much as he wanted to but he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from touching her. Was he giving in again. Was she winning again?
He never expected himself to give in this time. He thought he was better off this time but how come that she managed to make him so weak again? He needed to turn it around... Risotto breathed out and looked into her eyes again. A small smirk appeared on his face again and his one hand moved up to cup her blushing cheek.
“Are those expectations... or wishes, princess?” He whispered against her lips and he could feel her body twitch lightly. Jackpot. She didn’t say anything and just opened her mouth to shut it immediately. “Tell me... What is it?” He said as the grip on her waist tightened a little. She still didn’t say anything, all he could feel was her fastened breaths against his lips.
“Don’t be-“ Before he could finish the sentence he was shut up by her lips. It was rough. It was a very rough kiss. A rough kiss he immediately gave in to. He moved his hand behind her head and pulled her closer so they could kiss deeper. Her arms rest behind his neck as their sloppy and rough kiss carried on.
Tongues clashed and their breathes became louder as both of them didn’t seem to stop their kiss anytime soon. Risotto felt as if a stone fell from his heart. He longed to do this for such a long time. He had been craving a more intimate touch from her. What was she feeling right now? Was this part of her plan? Or did she secretly want this as well?
Risotto didn’t know. Did he want to know? A soft moan echoed between the kiss and Risotto opened his eyes a little to gaze at the woman . She had a flushed face as she leaned her head forwards to not break the kiss. Risotto slowly pulled her against himself so she grinded against his crotch again. She whined and continued doing so herself as his hands roamed over her hips up to her chest.
After some time they parted their lips from another and gazed at each other while breathing heavily. Her hand reached out to his head as she carefully pulled down his hat. She then cupped his hair and kissed him again. Risotto’s fingers slipped under her top and stroke her naked skin. Their lips moved against each other greedily as the top slowly moved up and finally got shed. His gaze went to her bra which was almost the same colour as her nail polish. A small smile spread along his lips and she smirked.
“I knew you would notice” She whispered softly and lead his hands to her waist again. He held her there as she grinded against his arousal a little harder. Risotto looked at her as she put one of her hands on her chest and massaged it in front of him. The way the nail polish and bra fit together so perfectly made his blood pump a little faster. “It looks great... This colour suits you very well” He whispered against her cheek as he pecked it and lifted her up to sit her down on his desk.
“Let us find out something different now” He said and sat down on his chair again. She gazed at him and put her legs on each side of the chair, having them slightly spread in front of him now. “What?” She asked and smiled at him. “What does that skirt of yours hide?” Her breath hitched and she whined softly as she lift it and revealed some matching panties. Risotto bit his lips and hummed in content. “Beautiful” A blush appeared on the woman’s face and his hands found their way back to her thighs.
“Who gave in first?” He asked knowing very well what the answer was. A smirk was on his, an embarrassed tint on the lady’s face. “It... It was me...” He chuckled. “Why did you give in?” – “Y-You made me weak...” – “Mm... I made you weak...” Risotto repeated as his fingers tickled up and down her thighs softly. Her legs twitched a little and she bit her lip to contain small moans.
“How did you like the taste of your own medicine?” – “Hmm... It was mean... B-But you also gave in...” – “I never meant to stop anything. I just wanted you to give in first” He admitted and she gazed at him a little shocked.
“Rude... I never expected this of you, Emo Nero.” He chuckled and stood up to lean over her a little and lift her chin. “If you want to back out, do it now. If not, I certainly don’t want to stop” A small moan left her mouth as his deep voice tickled her brain. “I said I can handle circumstances... I am a big girl” She answered and Risotto smirked before leaning in to kiss her lips deeply again.
This time Risotto didn’t care about his pride. He let his hands roam freely along her body. He moved them along her waist, down to her hips, feeling her hip dips, some stretch marks and soft skin. He longed to feel every inch, every strand of hair and every scar that beautiful woman may have owned.
She herself was also moving her fingers along his torso and soon after he could feel how they softly felt his abs. Risotto breathed out and gazed at her as they break their kiss.
“Take it off” She whispered and pulled on his coat lightly and he chuckled before nodding and shedding his black coat. After hanging it over the chair, he leaned back down to kiss her lips softly. A small moan left her mouth and she gazed at him with hodded eyes. “Hmm...” Risotto smirked and held her chin. “Hmm? What is up? Are you okay?” She grinned and chuckled. “I think I could finally admit how attractive your body really is... Look at you... Those abs and this chest... And I am so curious to see what those pants hide”
He could feel how his blood rushed down to his crotch after hearing her speak to him with such a sensual voice. Risotto leaned his forehead against hers and stroke her cheek lightly while moving his other hand beneath her skirt. “Go ahead and find out” He whispered and she whined as her thighs twitched again. Her fingers let go of his abs as she eagerly opened up his pants and pulled them down lightly to see his bulge clearly in his underwear.
“Like I thought... Leaking...” She chuckled as she circled the small wet spot. “I am not the only one though” He whispered back and gently touched the wet spot that had formed on her panties. A soft moan left her mouth as she grinded against his fingers. Risotto smiled and pecked her cheek before rubbing her clit through the underwear. The lady herself was busy stroking along his bulge and whined.
Risotto loved every second of it. The sight. The feeling. He disliked only one thing. The location. He wanted to lay her down on the bed and ravish her fully where it is comfortable. But he knew they both couldn’t wait until they were upstairs. And the others would grow suspicious, if they come out the office together just to leave upstairs. But it was night. Maybe they were asleep?
“You tend to drift into some thoughts easily...” Her soft voice brought him back to reality and he sighed. “I apologize” – “Do I bore you?” – “Not at all... I just wondered if this location would be good”
She nodded in understanding and smirked before pecking his lips. “I don’t think I can wait...” This almost sent him over the edge. So she felt the same way. “Let us not waste any time then”
She nodded and pulled down his underwear slowly to reveal his erection. The tip was slightly wet and her finger softly stroke over it before touching the rest. “Amazing...” She grinned and started pumping on him and Risotto breathed in some air before closing his eyes a little. His own fingers now slowly slipped under her panties, rubbing between her folds and she whined softly. She felt moist. The woman grinded on his fingers some more and ached for him to push them into her already.
“I... Have to admit something” He whispered against her lips. “Hmm? What is it?” She asked as her hand didn’t stop her movements. “It has been a long time since I last-“ – “Take your time. Don’t worry about coming now. You will last longer later then” A sly grin appeared on her face and Risotto chuckled. “It is a little em-“ A kiss made him shut up and he kissed her back and he felt himself relax again. So she didn’t mind. As his finger finally pushed into her, his other hand reached out for a tissue. There was no way he would ruin that skirt of hers. It clung onto her so nicely, he wanted to see her wear it often. She could wear it while they were working in his office.
Her legs would waddle again while she was working on documents on the floor and he would watch as her thighs slowly bounce under that beautiful skirt. His heart beat faster just thinking about it. He breathed out softly as he could also feel his high coming closer. Risotto held the tissue against his tip and the female picked up pace to support him more. Not long after he let out a small moan and came from her touch. After opening his eyes again, he carefully wiped the rest off his tip and threw the tissue away. The lady smiled and grabbed his chin softly before pecking his lips.
“Your face looked nice just now” She chuckled and Risotto laughed a little. “I can’t wait to see yours, princess” Her eyes had a certain sparkle in them after he called her ‘princess’. “You like it when I call you that, princess?” He whispered and she nodded slowly before wiggling her hips. Risotto chuckled and he then continued pushing his finger into her. Not too long after he pushed in a second finger to move them inside of her.
A moan left her mouth as she grinded against him some more and he leaned down to kiss her deeply again. Her moans vibrated against his lips and their kiss became sloppier as his movements got faster. The blood was rushing back below his beltline as he gazed at the moaning woman. Risotto bit his lip. She was beautiful even now. His heartbeat quickened upon hearing moans and whines that left her lips frequently. He gazed down to see where his hand was leading to and heard the wet sounds that came from beneath her skirt.
Risotto wanted to taste her. He wanted to taste all of her. He wanted to lick along her ear and down her neck, over that lucious chest, that soft stomach and bite into her hip dip softly. He wanted to kiss the inside of her thigh as he touched her between her legs. Those kisses would lead up to between her thighs, where he could see her glistening folds. Soon he would taste her fully. Take in the wetness he created with his fingers and get lost between the softness of her thighs that were wrapped around his head.
But he couldn't. He thought that would be alittle too much for their first time ever doing something. How would she feel? Would she even want him to go down? His eyes gazed at her face and then at his arm, which she was gripping while moaning out softly.
“F-Faster please” She whispered and then whined loudly as he did. “Of course, princess... You look great right now” He admitted to her and a blush spread along her cheeks.
“Hmm” She whined and grabbed his face before pulling him down for another needy kiss. Risotto would be ready to go again soon. He was getting turned on so much just from her whining. She was craving for his touch. And it made him feel wanted. “I think I am ready to go soon...” He said and her eyes looked down at his crotch, before she started moving her fingers along his shaft again. “When you are ready... Then I am ready too” She whispered and jerked him off again so he could become harder. “Do you have a condom here?” He then asked and she chuckled.
“Mmm. Right here” Her fingers slipped under her bra and she pulled out a condom from there before grinning proudly. “Tadaa” She said and Risotto couldn’t help but chuckle as well. He then took it and pulled it over himself. “I see you came prepared” – “Of course. Always expect the unexpected” Her eyes seemed to hypnotise him. She wanted him as much as he wanted her and now that he was ready again, he would make sure to make it worth it. He pumped himself a little more before pulling her panties off.
She spread her legs some more, the skirt now barely covering her legs, as he rubbed himself between her folds. A soft moan left her mouth again as she gazed down to his crotch and where they would soon connect and he pushed himself into her. Warmth. Risotto got wrapped in warmth upon entering her. She was wet, she was tight, it was warm. He felt amazing and breathed out before gazing at her. Her gaze looked a little troubled as she took a deep breath as well.
“Are you okay?” He asked carefully and she nodded before pulling him down for a soft kiss. “Mmm... Just need some time to adjust” She whispered and moved her hips against his, so he would move inside her slowly. Some more moans left her sweet mouth as she grew accustomed to his length and width and soon h her legs wrapped around his hips. “Oh... P-Please go faster” She whined and Risotto did as she asked while having on hand on her hip and the other on the table for support. Her walls clenched around him, making him feel ecstatic as his thrusts not only picked up speed but also force. Her mouth was agape, same as his, as they leaned down for another passionate kiss. Soft moans vibrated against their lips and a sweet squelching sound was heard as their hips met with every thrust.
She threw her head back, feeling how each of his thrusts hit her deeply and with a slight turn in her hip position, he was able to hit her G-Spot directly. A small scream left her mouth as she gripped onto his shoulders. “Hmm! K-Keep this up!” The woman moaned and Risotto grinned while breathing out and did as she said. “You like it that way, princess?” Her head nodded quickly as the pencil case on his desk started shaking in the same tact as his thrusts. What would she look like bend over his desk? Risotto lifted her hip a little and grabbed her chin. “What about a position change?” With a nod she agreed to his suggestion and he pulled out to flip her around and bend her over his desk.
Risotto pulled up the skirt again to gaze at her beautiful backside and gave her cheek a small slap before sliding back into her. The lady gripped onto the desk desperately as her back arched a little. “Oh my god.” She breathed out as he filled her out fully. Risotto stroke along her back with his one hand and started thrusting into her quickly again, making her legs shake terribly. “Ah! Oh... P-Please keep this up ah!” She whined and moved against his hip quicker and harder and Risotto smirked as he did so.
She looked great from behind. Her back was lightly arched and her hair a little messed up from the movements they were making. Beautiful. He saw a glimpse of her face. Her face when he was the one making her feel amazing. The face he had been longing to see for some time now. The expression that looked even more amazing that he could have ever imagined. Oh how he would love to see her beautiful face more often like this.
“You feel amazing, princess... You clench around me so nicely” He whispered and her moans just started getting louder from that. “Y-You too!” She moaned and started whining with every thrust he made. She clenched around him harder. She was close. He was close. Her legs grew weaker as they shook heavily. “R-Riso
.. I-“ – “Me too...” He whispered and kissed her ear as he continued with the same pace as before. Not soon after her moans reached a high pitched and a loud whine left her mouth as she arched her back. “Mmm...!” Risotto stopped his harsh movements and continued with slower thrusts as he also came and soon pulled out to sit back on his chair, exhausted.
The lady in front of him breathed out heavily and needed a second before she turned towards him and sat down on his lap. She leaned against his shoulder, making him stroke her back carefully. A small chuckle left her mouth as she gazed into his eyes and leaned in to kiss his lips again. “That was great” She whispered softly and Risotto just nodded before brushing away some hair. “It felt amazing... “ He said and pecked her cheek.
They stayed in that position for a bit. Trying to calm their heartbeats and breaths, before putting back on their clothes and walking out of the office as if nothing ever happened. They walked back to Risotto’s bedroom and got ready for bed. After laying down in his bed, she gazed at him a little shyly. “So-“ Risotto chuckled and pat on his bedside. “Don’t ask. Just lay down here.” She grinned and laid down next to him before leaning against his shoulder again.
“Do you want to do it again sometimes?” She whispered after some time of him stroking her arm and them looking into the dark. “I think I would like that...” He answered and a soft smile appeared on her face before she pecked his cheek again.
“Good... Goodnight then Sir Nero... Hopefully nobody heard me”
“I am sure at least someone did... You were rather loud, princess” He whispered back and she blushed again. “But it turned me on more... So... I hope I can make you sound like that again...” – “I am sure you will...”
A soft chuckle left his mouth before he closed his eyes and breathed out. “Goodnight then princess Y/N...”
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