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What a day.
Opening the door to his hotel room Doppio felt the weight of the day’s events rush over him. He tossed the hotel door key on a small side table and kicked off his shoes before making his way to the living room and flopping back on the couch, releasing a huge sigh as he stared up at the stippled ceiling.
Doppio swore he had the worst luck in the world. From dropping his cup of coffee in the morning and slicing his finger while trying to clear it up, his mission target today being an annoyance, to some asshole stealing his taxi when he clearly had his hand on the handle first.
The Boss had asked him to track down someone from the drug distribution team that was a potential traitor and the guy had put up a fight much to Doppio’s dismay. The guy wasn’t even a stand user? Why did this idiot think he could even come close to finding out the boss’ secrets? Idiot, Idiot, IDIOT.
Doppio broke the man’s nose and knocked some of his teeth out, he didn’t have to as he slit the man’s throat 5 seconds later but feeling the bone crunch under his fist again and again helped to sooth his temper and his growing headache. The man was also a lot bigger than Doppio so dragging the body out to the river had been exhausting.
But now he was in his hotel room, a very nice hotel room only the best for the boss’ favourite underling, and he could relax. Probably could relax even more if he had a bath and ordered food and took some painkillers for his headache before having an early night in the huge king-sized bed waiting for him.
Doppio smiled and got off the couch starting to take off his trousers in anticipation of his bath, he hopes the hotel has soft bath robes and nice smelling bubble bath-
TURURURURURU!
Oh, the phone is ringing!
Doppio shook his legs out of his trousers and ran to the bedroom chasing the ringing sound. The ringing sounded like it was coming from the notepad on the side table. Weird. Doppio answered the notepad.
“Hello, Boss?”
“Doppio.” The boss’ deep voice made butterflies flutter in his stomach as Doppio lay back on the bed. “How was the mission?”
“I got rid of the traitor and I brought his laptop back to the hotel, he tried to break it before I got there so the screen is a little smashed but it still works! “
“Excellent work, I know I can always count on you. You weren’t followed back were you, my sweet Doppio?”
“No, Boss, I was careful!” Doppio could feel a blush spreading on his cheeks at being called sweet.
“Good. I wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to you, you’re precious to me.” Doppio pouted slightly, rolling over onto his side taking one of the overly large plush pillows to hug to his body with the hand not holding his notepad.
“If I’m so precious, Boss. How come you didn’t call me earlier? I was really scared fighting that guy, I wanted you to call me...” Doppio was, no, he knew he was the only person who could complain to the boss like this and get away with it. “You know, sometimes you have the shittest timing for phone calls, Boss, and it pisses me off but it would have been welcomed today.” Doppio held his breath hoping he wasn’t pushing it. After a few seconds of silence, the boss spoke.
“Oh, Doppio. I’m sorry you felt that way but I was with you in my own way.” Doppio wasn’t sure what that meant but the boss did know a lot about what Doppio did on missions sometimes before Doppio even told him but he didn’t dwell on thinking about how or why, it always gave him a headache. “I believed you were strong enough to take on this mission on your own and you did it. I’m so proud of you, my sweet Doppio, I would have of course called if I thought you were in real danger. I would never let anything bad happen to you.” There goes the boss calling him sweet again, Doppio was starting to remember he had abandoned his trousers in the other room and was feeling a heat pooling in his stomach and in his briefs, he shouldn’t be thinking about the boss like this and yet... his thoughts always wandered this way.
“R-Really, Boss? You’ll never let anything bad happen to me?” Doppio could feel his growing erection brushing against the pillow he was holding to himself and couldn’t resist hooking his leg over the pillow to create more friction for him to slowly grind against. His next breath came out as a shudder and he hoped the boss hadn’t noticed.
“That’s right, Doppio. I need you by my side always.”
’I need you’
Doppio was fully hard now and biting down on the pillow to muffle his deep breathing as he picked up the pace of his grinding.
“But to make up for upsetting you today I’m giving you the day off tomorrow. You can rest up and I think it’s time I sent you some new clothes, don’t you think? We can discuss it tomorrow when I’m finished with my work, whatever you want I’ll have it delivered to you. I have a few ideas in mind of what I’d like to see you in.” The boss’ deep voice seemed to have a playful tone to it at the end, or maybe that was just Doppio’s horny wishful thinking.
Oh, fuck oh fuck Doppio’s heart was racing and his thoughts getting dirtier by the second. I’ll wear whatever you want me to, Boss.
“I’ll wear whatever you want me to, Boss.” Doppio whined out before biting the pillow again realising that he’d said that out loud and in the most embarrassing way.
You idiot you were supposed to just think that! He definitely knows you’re getting off right now!
The boss chuckled “You sound very excited about that, Doppio.” Yes, Boss, please keep saying my name! Doppio could feel pre cum starting to leak out from his cock, soaking through his briefs “We could discuss it now but I think you’re pretty eager to start your day off, hm?” Doppio made a ‘mmhmm’ sound in reply. “You’re so cute, Doppio. I’ll speak to you tomorrow and please” A pause. “Enjoy yourself.” The boss hung up and Doppio swore he heard that playful tone again.
Quickly dropping the note pad Doppio pushed himself up onto his knees so he was straddling the pillow, shamelessly humping it now. Would the Boss ever let me do this to him? Doppio’s mind raced through thoughts of humping the boss’ thigh and listening to that deep voice speak praises into his ear.
‘My sweet, Doppio.’
‘You’re precious to me.’
‘You’re so cute.’
“Ahh hah- Fuck, Boss.” Doppio’s hips rocked down harder and faster onto the pillow letting his voice come out a little louder. “Oh fuck, Boss, please this feels so good.”
Doppio let his imagination run a little wilder thinking about straddling the boss’ chest instead, did the boss have nice tits? Doppio bet he did and what he wouldn’t give to run his hands over them and thrust his cock between them. “Oh, Boss, I want to cum, p-please, I want to cum on your face.” Doppio had no clue what the boss’ face even looked like but that wasn’t going to stop him. “Boss, I’m so close.”
“You’re shameless, Doppio, you look like a little horny rabbit in heat. So cute.” He heard the boss’ voice so clear, almost like they were still on the phone, as he doubled over hugging the pillow, his hip’s movements became more erratic. “You’re so naughty getting turned on while talking on the phone to your boss, you’re filthy, Doppio. Are you going to make a mess right in your underwear? Are you really that desperate for my affection?” God that damn voice really sounded like it was in Doppio’s head.
“Ha-haah- shit I’m gonna cum, Boss, I’m gonna cum!” Doppio felt that familiar twisting in his stomach and a few tears prick at his eyes. “Please, Boss, tell me I can cum.”
“My perfect, Doppio, of course you can. Cum for me.” And Doppio did with a choked out “Fuck!” as cum stained his underwear with every hard jolt of his hips. “That’s it, that’s my good boy.”
Doppio’s thrusts became softer and slower as he came down from his orgasmic high. He hadn’t cum that hard in a while and the shame of thinking about the boss like that started to kick in. This wasn’t the first time, nor would it be the last time that Doppio used his boss for masturbation material. He rolled over on to his side pushing the soiled pillow on to the floor. He felt disgusting and not just because of the wet mess in his underwear
‘Are you really that desperate for my affection?’ he replayed the voice from his head and tried and failed to hold back the tears.
“God, Boss, I’m so lonely.” Doppio sobbed for a short while before his eyelids became too heavy to keep open. Just before drifting off to sleep his last thoughts were about how he had never had that bubble bath or ordered any food for dinner but he didn’t really care anymore, he was too tired. All he wanted now was to have the boss’ arms holding him tight and hear his voice.
“Sleep tight, my sweet Doppio.”