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Protag gets up from his desk, with a quiet groan. He walks over to Coworker's office, shutting the door behind him. Protag looked over to him, red in the face and flushed.
Coworker looked up from his computer, raising an eyebrow at his partner. It wasn't like Protag to talk to him during work, especially with the amount of work he was given daily.
He tilted his head as he asked, "hey love? What's up?"
Protag let out a needy whine, as he came over to Coworker's desk. Coworker blushed, as he felt Protag lean against him.
Protag sat in Coworker's lap, as he snuggled his head into his chest and his hands around him.
Protag clung to him, his small, thin form practically glued to Coworker's chest and lap. The shorter male's face was pressed snuggly against his partner's chest, nuzzling him closely. The poor guy looked... stressed, to say the very least.
".. I need to ask a favor of you, please?" He muttered, his voice soft and quiet.
Coworker huffed, as his arms instinctively wrapped around Protag’s work. He rested his head on top of Protag’s hair, a sly smile spread across his face as he smelled his hair.
“What is it?” He asked.
Protag hummed in response, closing his eyes and relaxing in the warmth and comfort of Coworker's arms. The scent of his cologne was always so nice, and the way he so effortlessly clung onto him just felt so natural.
"Well, you see.. I have some paperwork I need to finish. B-But, I can't- I can't really" he stammered, his hands gripping the fabric of Coworker's shirt.
“Why is that?” Coworker asked, digging his head into Protog’s hair.
Protag mumbled something incoherent in response, his grip on Coworker's shirt tightening as he hid his face in his chest. The short male fidgeted, and he looked really embarrassed to admit what he was going to say next.
"I can't f-focus.. I'm too.. d-distracted. I need your help please?" he asked quietly.
Coworker blushed, letting out a soft groan. He began to slowly rub as he let out a sigh.
“We’re in the middle of work… Besides, I am not really in the mood” Coworker mumbled.
Protag whined at Coworker's response- in any other context he would've said something along the lines of "You're always in the mood", but he was too desperate to be in a teasing mood.
His face was still pressed against his chest, and he still refused to look up at him.
"... We can be quick.. Please? I've just been stuck on this paperwork for hours! Can you just.. I don't know, help me release some stress? Please..?" He pleaded.
Coworker smiled, with a small giggle.
“Yes, I’ll help. Just calm down” He said softly.
Protag practically sighed in relief, his grip on Coworker's shirt loosened. He finally lifted his head up from his chest, a tiny, flustered smile on his lips.
"Thank you.. Really." He said quietly.
The poor guy looked like he was really desperate for some stress relief.
"Should we, y-you know..?"
Coworker stood up, holding Protag in his arms. He sat him back down in his seat as he knelt down on the floor, putting his head in the middle of Protag’s thighs.
“Yeah~ Let’s get started” He teased.
Protag squeaked in surprise as he was suddenly picked up off of Coworker's lap and sat down on his own seat. His face was starting to get red hot, his eyes widened as he watched the taller male kneel down on the floor right in front of him.
"P-Please" He mumbled, watching intently as he pushed his head in between his thighs.
Coworker brought his hand up slowly to his zipper, pulling his pants down. He looked up at Protag, with a smirk.
“I hope you know.. I’m gonna take my time with this~” He teased.
He knew it might’ve been torture for Protag… But he came to him in the middle of work, so might as well have some fun with him.
"I.. but.. the paperwork-"
The moment he tried to protest, the hand on his zipper brought him back to reality. A small, quiet whine left his lips, and he gripped the edge of his desk, looking down at Coworker.
"Please don't tease too much… We m-might not have enough time to be that slow." He mumbled, and he already looked so desperate.
“Hush~ You’re in my office, we have the time”
He took off his boxers, chuckling as he saw how excited Protag was.
“Oh?~ You are really excited”
Protag immediately got quiet once he was told to, his face a bright red. He watched intently as his boxers were taken off, and he looked a bit embarrassed as he was called out for being excited.
"C-Can you just.. get on with it? Please? I need.. I need this." He pleaded, his hand lightly gripping in Coworker's hair.
Coworker looked up at him, his eyebrows furrowed.
“If you mess up my hair, I swear I’ll kill you” He hissed.
He got closer to Protag’s dick, beginning to gently lick his full length. He really just wanted to tease him, it was nice seeing him when he was desperate. Protag whined at the response, his hand immediately loosening against his hair. He wanted to mess with it so bad, but he did not want to risk getting murdered.
"Y..You're really taking advantage of this!” He whimpered.
Coworker pulled his head away from Protag’s lap. He looked up at him and playfully rolled his eyes.
“You asked ME for help in the middle of work, you really couldn’t have waited. Let me have my fun in peace” He mumbled.
He put his tongue back on the dick in front of him, getting back to work.
"B-But I can't wait!" Protag whined, desperate to get some relief.
It already took a lot for him to come to Coworker like this, and now the poor guy had to deal with being teased.
His hand twitched at his side, and he resisted the urge to just grab a handful of his hair.
Coworker pulled his head away, and sat there looking up at Protag.
“If you’re getting all bitchy with me, I’m not helping you” He snarled.
Protag went quiet at that, his face turning red in embarrassment. The last thing he wanted was for Coworker to leave him like this.
".. I-I'm sorry. Please.. I don't mean to be bitchy. I j-just really need you, please…" He mumbled.
Protag looked like a completely different person when he was being all desperate and needy. Coworker sighed, realizing it probably wasn’t Protag’s fault that he was acting like that. He got back up by Protag’s member, putting his mouth on his tip. He gently teases his tip with his tongue, with a smirk.
Protag whined as he felt his tongue on his tip, the poor guy was so sensitive. He gripped the edge of the table, his eyes shut as he tried to stay quiet.
He looked down at Coworker- Oh, he looked so good down on his knees in front of him.
".. P-Please" He mumbled again.
Coworker began to suck him off, fast but gently bopping his head back and forth. A moan immediately escaped Protag’s lips, his head falling back and eyes fluttering closed. His hand grabbed at the base of Coworker's hair, and he tried not to pull him closer. Protag earned an annoyed groan from Coworker, as he grabbed his hair.
".. C-Coworker-!” He groaned.
He tried to force himself to keep his eyes open. Despite the grab Protag had on Coworker’s hair, he continued. Which Protag was grateful for. The more Coworker bobbed his head, the less control he had over himself. His hand started to get more desperate, and he started to gently pull on his hair.
He was starting to lose control of himself. His eyes were half-lidded, his lips parted and he was letting out soft moans.
".. G-God, you’re so good at this~”
Coworker let out a long groan, annoyed that Protag was gripping his hair so tight. He wanted him to loosen his grip a little…
Though he went down further on his dick, after being praised.
He couldn’t help himself, that he enjoyed it so much.
Seeing how much Coworker was enjoying himself, it only encouraged Protag to speak up.
"God, you look so good down on your knees like that" he mumbled.
His grip in his hair got tighter. He could feel his head starting to get dizzy. He looked down at him, desperately trying to keep his eyes open to get a good look at what he was doing.
At this point, Coworker really didn't mind the hand in his hair. He let out a flustered moan, as he continued going down on Protag. A loud whine could be heard from him as well, as he started to get excited as well now.
He put one hand on Protag’s hips, holding him down just so he couldn’t buck his hips at him. He brought down his other hand to his zipper, undoing it. He took his dick out and used his hand as he began masterbaiting.
He let out another moan, beginning to sweat slightly. A shiver ran down Protag’s spine as he heard the moan, his eyes darting down and suddenly noticing what he was doing. The sight of him on his knees, holding him down and his hand on himself. God… It was so hot.
"G-God... you're so hot” He groaned, his head falling back and eyes shutting again.
Coworker let out a pleased moan, as he moved his head and hand faster. He really couldn’t believe he was doing this in the middle of work, but damn it did it feel amazing.
Protag felt himself losing control over himself, before hearing the door open. He sat up, pushing in Coworker’s chair all the way as he sat up.
Coworker could feel Protag pulling his hair down, taking his full member. Coworker felt a few tears escape him as he gagged. He was about to take his head off of Protag and yelled at him, before hearing Normal guy’s voice.
“Hey…” Normal guy said, before his voice trailed off.
He was confused to see Protag alone in Coworker’s office.
“Have you seen Coworker?” He asks.
Protag’s eyes widened when he heard Normal Guy’s voice, and he froze. Thank god Coworker was out of view, but he could still feel him in between his legs. He looked over at Normal guy, trying to act completely normal and not like he had his entire member down someone else's throat.
“I.. I think he said he was out to go get me and him so-some lunch” Protag muttered, trying not to let any other sounds escape his throat.
“Oh..? Well in that case, send him back to me” Normal guy said.
He decided to leave the office, seeing as Coworker wasn’t there. Though he was still weirded out that Protag was just sitting by himself in there…
"Y-Yeah. I will.." he responded.
Protag sighed as he heard the sound of the door closing, and he looked down at Coworker.
".. Are you okay?” he asked quietly, running his fingers through his hair. It was honestly a bit messed up.
Coworker pushed the chair back away from him, and Protag’s dick out of his mouth. He let out gasp, as he struggled to breath there for a minute. He let out a whine, as he looked up at Protag.
“Y-yeah… I’ll be okay” He mumbled, wiping the tears off his face.
Protag felt a pang of guilt as he watched him struggle to catch his breath, tears and saliva still on his face. He felt bad for pushing him down... He started to gently run his fingers through his hair.
“.. Sorry about that” he mumbled.
Coworker smiled, as Protag apologized. He rested his face back near his dick, with a smirk.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be okay!”
Protag let out a shaky breath as he felt his breath on his dick again, and he tensed. There was a small, quiet whine in his tone as he spoke.
“Are you.. sure..?” he asked, but he knew he already knew the answer.
He was still desperate and he hated that it was evident in his voice… He really hoped nobody else came in here.
“Of course I am love, just don’t make me choke on you like that again…” He mumbled.
He gently took Protag’s member back in his mouth, nodding his head.
"I.. I won’t. Sorry, I'll be careful-” he responded, his voice softer and more meek.
He let out a small moan as he felt his mouth again, and he quickly put his hands over his own mouth. His body was trembling slightly, and he was trying to keep himself from making too much noise.
"Please don’t bite-” he blurted out.
He knew it was a weird thing to say, but he really wouldn’t put it past him to do that. Coworker chuckled at what Protag said. He began to move his hand again, just so that he didn’t have to annoy Protag about his excitement when they got home.
"I don’t think I’ll last much longer-" he mumbled, still trying not to be loud.
"C-Coworker~”
The longer he continued, the more he started to lose control of himself again.. Coworker moved Protag’s dick deeper into his mouth, wanting to make sure his boyfriend finished.
It took a few seconds for him to get the hint, and he tightened his grip in his hair.
"Please- Can I- I need to-" he asked- no, begged- almost in a panicked, yet still desperate tone.
Protag let out a yelp, as he finished. Coworker let out a moan, as he swallowed Protag’s load. Coworker pulled his head back, some cum and saliva still on Protag’s dick.
“Feeling better now?” He teased, with a chuckle.
Protag sighed as he finished, letting go of his hair and looking down at him. He was completely out of breath, and he was completely flushed.
“... Yes. Yes, I’m feeling better now,” he mumbled, and his face got even redder when he heard the chuckle.
Coworker took his hand out his pants, zipping his pants up as he stood back up. Protag paused, as he realized Coworker was probably still excited.
“Hey? Are you gonna be okay?” He asked.
Coworker nodded, as he stretched. It probably wasn’t good for him to be on his knees for so long like that.
Protag paused as he saw him stand up, before looking down at his pants. He felt a pang of guilt at the realization that he left him unattended, and he looked up at him with a worried expression.
“Are you sure? You’re.. not uncomfortable like that?” he asked, and he motioned to his pants.
It wasn’t really that he doubted him, but he was just being cautious. Coworker smiled, happy Protag was concerned for him.
“No, I’m not uncomfortable. Plus I have an entire office to myself if I do” He said.
Protag exhaled softly as he heard his response. He felt a bit better knowing he wasn’t uncomfortable, but he did feel a bit conflicted still. He didn’t necessarily feel satisfied knowing that he hadn’t done anything for him.
“.. Still. Are you sure you don’t-” he began to suggest, before hearing the sound of the office door opening again.
It had been a while since Normal guy had been in Coworker’s office. He was wondering where he was at, pausing in the door. He really needed Coworker for a meeting and seeing him back was a relief for him.
“Hey Coworker, I need to see you in my office,” Normal guy said.
Coworker nodded, as he turned back to Normal guy. He waved bye at Protag, before leaving him alone in his office. He shut the door, as if to tell Protag he could work in his office.
