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"ah, ah!" comes the breathy, deep moans in rhythm with every downward roll of his hips.
the building isn't deserted-- in fact, you can actually hear some people holding conversations right outside the door. but the possibility of getting caught fucking the vice chief just makes you more aroused, and you drive into reiner just as he's about to thrust down-- making him let out a sweet keen, loud enough that at least one or two of the office workers outside must've caught onto what's going on.
but you don't care, and you continue slamming into the tight, spasming hole, hitting his prostate.
"please, ah-- there!"
the blonde continues his loud whimpers.
"more... oh! right ther-- mmn...." he's losing coherence, eyes rolling upwards, but it's not like you're faring better with the slick velvet sucking your cock deeper with every bounce. your mind just echoes back to you the loud, wet slaps filling the room.
you're chasing that sweet, sweet high, pulling those supple cheeks apart and so you speed up the pace-- hips raised off the couch, giving reiner no room to catch his bearings. his mouth is hanging open from a delirious mix of surprise and pleasure, broken words spilling in a choked voice as he's bounced about on your cock.
"n-no, ah-- i'm close," he's bending forwards, clutching onto your shoulder for dear life.
but you don't stop, thrusting faster into that pulsing heat while it gets tighter and tighter, inviting your cock to give in and let out its overwhelming fill. one of your hands leave his hips to snake up along his abs and grab at his chest. reiner whines as you grope at the ample breast. it spurs you on, so you rub the pink nipple and pinch the hardened nub, and the blonde lets out a pleading gasp and tightens around your cock.
one sharp, angled thrust has reiner yelling out your name, his bounces stuttering as cum spurts onto his shirt. the sight of him orgasming drives you nuts, and you try to keep your pace but reiner is clenching down on you, his breathless voice next to your ear panting, "baby, cum in me, please."
and you give in, mind painting white. you shoot your cum into his welcoming heat, hands digging into the soft flesh of his asscheeks. he lets out a whimper, and you slow your hips down to shallow thrusts, both of your gasps overlapping in the room.
reiner lays his head on your shoulder, ass still stretched by your cock, and nuzzles into your neck.
"what you gonna do about your subordinates? they heard us fucking," you pipe up.
"mmmhmmn," he replies in an unintelligible groan, his glasses poking your neck the more he nuzzles you like a needy kitten.
"oh," you start, deciding to push his buttons, "so you mean to say you don't care that your subordinates listened to their boss being fucked in his office? that they listened as he was begging for cock and was so desperate that he rode his boyfriend in his work clothes like a whore?" you tease, expecting him to get flustered and get off you.
but instead, you hear another groan from him-- but it's sexier than the last one, so much deeper and desperate.
and you realize, this smooth slut is rolling his hips on you, your cock sitting snug in those walls wet from your own cum. and you realize, it's not just reiner who's getting hard a second time.
"did that turn you on, slut?" you say. "the fact that your workers know how much of a cock-hungry bitch you are, shamelessly bouncing on a guy when everyone else is working their ass off-- it turns you on so bad, huh?" you slap his butt, and knead the flesh.
reiner looks at you and moans again with such a debauched expression, his face shiny with sweat and pink, his eyes dilated, his clothes a complete mess and his glasses about to fall off-- but he's still the sexiest piece of ass you've ever seen. you tell him so and he smirks and it's awfully hot. you feel him clench and unclench on your hardening member, and he bites his lip when you slap his asscheek once more.
"fuck it out of me if you think i'm a cock-hungry bitch," he whispers.
and you oblige.