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“…Next are the numbers,” Corin begins before consulting the end of the document in his hand, slowly reading off a long list of ones, twenty sevens, a three-Steven immediately tore off his headphones, unplugging them and a few other recording devices at that to better his chances of not hear a single breath of the list. Corin had no problem with him hearing all the other announcements, his rank in the company was rather prominent even if he was strictly behind the scenes, but he drew the line at hearing what was meant to be confidential information. It wasn’t just for the sake of his job, but also the sake of staying on good terms with the esteemed CEO of Kakos Industries.
Steven clicked the button for the music to fade and Corin stood up from his seat, arms stretched out from above his head as he let out a yawn. It’s only a muffled hum from the booth but Corin’s sonorous voice is practically imprinted into the crevices of Steven’s mind, machinery, and his contract. Sound directing was a simple career but he was always satisfied with it. It was a peaceful couple of minutes for him each day, him dialing away at knobs and buttons, syncing music to softly play behind the voice of the company. Most wouldn’t even know he was working so closely with the CEO if it weren’t for Corin occasionally speaking about him.
It made him blush a little each time his name was said on the air. He was a somewhat modest guy, his tendency to develop erections at the idea of conducting a project was certainly something he wasn’t ashamed of though he also enjoyed the tranquility of his engineering profession. Being the mastermind behind one of the most important methods of communication the company had to offer, being the one and only lead engineer within his department able to work one on one with the executive, well…Steven felt a slight bulge forming in his jeans just at the thought. He had gotten so distracted by his own pride that he hadn’t noticed Corin didn’t leave the studio yet.
In fact, Corin was dialing away on his custom DarkMega smart phone. He was back in his chair, his expression looking bored but otherwise calm as he stared down at the screen. His sunglasses were pushed up his forehead now, leaving his eyes exposed. Steven is sure this has happened a number of times but something about seeing Corin’s eyes fully on display was nothing short of enticing. They’re a kind of darkness keen to the void, not empty but holding a captivating presence, the same as Corin's past family members though his are especially half lidded and narrow-truly the eyes of Evil themselves.
Steven wondered why Corin always wears those sunglasses. The light was a dreadful thing and Evil couldn’t possibly fester with too much brightness getting in the way, so the choice of indoor sunglasses seemed to keep all that wonderfully Evil potential contained.
Pure genius.
Steven might have to take it up himself though not until he filled out the correct form for doing so. He’d hate to seem like a poser but everything about Corin was so fascinating. The man was only in his early twenties and it showed in his smooth pale skin, lean form, and slick black hair regularly pinned back into a simple but stylish ponytail.
His suits are always well pressed and rich with cologne as well as that signature scent of Deeth Evil that was a pleasant cross between fresh bourbon and bloodshed. Dark, husky, and wonderfully mysterious. Corin's gaze raised from the phone's screen to meet Steven’s and the engineer blushed immediately, occupying himself with the mess of buttons and wires he had left to turn off. He was half way through, eyes lowered and hands moving rapidly but carefully enough to avoid damaging his portable equipment. He’d leave soon and go home, to another empty house with a cat that didn’t like him and TV dinners. Same old, same-Knock! Knock!
Steven yelped as Corin appeared in front of the glass door leading into his booth. The executive stood with a somewhat slouched position, suit jacket undone, belt around his waist exposed, sunglasses still atop his head as he kept one hand secure in his right pocket. His expression looked rather neutral though Steven knew better than to waste time and let that blankness become a frown. He rushed to the door and pried it upon, a low hissss escaping the well ventilated room and letting a bit of the compacted air sink out as Corin entered.
“H-Hello, sir,” Steven said, clearing his throat into a clenched fist. “Any reason you decided to stop by?”
“I just wanted to have a little chat.” Corin said, avoiding eye contact as he walked around what little living space the booth provided. It was a bit cluttered with all the equipment crowding the walls and the wood desk encased by windows, but it was enough for a maximum of two people. Or maybe just one. Steven had no problem stepping out if Corin wanted to trash the place in a random fit of rage. It was all a mandatory part of being an employee, or at least he liked to think so.
“A chat? About what?”
“About your work,” Corin began, turning around and leaning against the far off wall. His arms were folded and a friendly smile now in place. With his glasses not reflecting Steven’s embarrassed expression, it was much easier to take the smile as something genuine.“We always seem to be working, of course, but you…” Corin stopped himself for a moment, a well manicured fingernail pointed in Steven’s direction as he let out a sly laugh. “You seem to work the most. No time for goofing off or fucking things up.”
“…Is this a problem to you, sir?”
“Of course not,” Corin insisted. “Evil can’t possibly continue it’s progress without either of us. Sometimes we need people like you who are all work and little play. It gets shit done in an orderly fashion, and you know how much I love things being in an orderly fashion.”
“I do, sir.”
“We’ve been working alongside each other for some time now,” Corin said, stepping away from the wall. “And you’ve never been a day late, never slacked off, never let me down-it’s nice to have people like you working for Kakos Industries. You truly allow Evil to be heard, and I appreciate it.”
Steven felt the heat rise to his face at Corin’s sudden approach. The praise had already gotten his heartbeat racing, but seeing it so direct made him sweat. He cleared his throat again and nodded stiffly. “Thank you,”
“The pleasure’s all mine, Steven.”
Corin closed any space between them as Steven felt himself be cornered against the desk and Corin’s imposing form. Corin was kind of lying when he said he wasn’t a small man though this only applied to a physical aspect. They’re about the same height but the overall power that he carried with him made Steven feel minuscule in comparison. He’s barely clinging onto the edge of the desk, his legs spread with Corin’s black clad knee working between him, just lightly grazing against Steven’s groin.
“You’ve always been so attentive,” Corin said, his lips close to Steven’s ear. “Always helping with these broadcasts and you really have no idea how important it is to both me and the company.”
“Uh, I-I didn’t know it was that big of a deal to you, sir.” Steven stuttered, knowing Corin could hear him swallow.
“That’s a shame,” Corin said. “Maybe your paycheck isn’t enough anymore. How’s about I treat you to something more…personal?”
Corin pressed himself forward to emphasize this, his hardness right against Steven’s inner thigh. Oh my Evil.
What insane thought must have crossed Corin's head today during the announcements? Was there a gas leak, some sort of new drug only Corin knew about? There was always plenty of that around the company but Corin only ever intervened if he found it worth his time. Maybe something was slipped into his coffee or he was suffering another one of those illusions. Yes, that had to be it.
"I don't fully understand," Steven said. "Are you saying-?"
"Only if you agree to it," Corin said. "I apologize if I'm coming on too strong."
"No, not at all!" Steven sounded far too desperate with that retort though this only made Corin raise an eyebrow in intrigue.
"So...?"
"I mean," Steven said. "That I would love to take up this...business proposal."
"'Business proposal'. How cute," Corin said, his hands gripping Steven’s hips. “Now turn around so I can give you your proposal.”
Steven complied quickly, turning himself around and letting the CEO undo the fly of his jeans and yanking them down far enough to expose Steven's ass to the cold air. There was the tantalizing sound of Corin’s belt coming undone and a pair of slacks unzipping. "I know this seems sudden, but giving you a raise doesn't feel like enough..."
A wrapper crinkling. A cap popping open and its contents squirted out.
"...I'm just really glad you're willing to accept this instead."
"I'm sure anything you have in mind is wonderful, sir."
"Oh, Steven," Corin said, hands back on the engineer's waist. "It's that kind of talk that makes me like you so much."
"You're welcome, sir."
“Okay, here it comes,” Corin slipped inside, achingly slow enough to let Steven relish every minute of his ass taking in the executive's cock.
"Ah!"
"Shh, keep it down," Corin hushed him with a few shushes and sucking kisses to his exposed neck. “You know how Grace feels about me fucking during work hours. She can hear through soundproof glass for all I know, so…”
Corin reached his hand down between Steven’s legs, teasing the man’s erect member with a few fingers running cautiously over the head. “I’m going to need you to keep yourself quiet, just for me. I know you're good at that."
Steven pursed his lips, letting his moans be suppressed despite every heavy thrust into his ass sparking liquid fire into his gut. Corin moved in calculated, slow motions, his cock so hard and rough against Steven, stinging in all the best ways. Steven loved the pain, he loved being hurt by someone so powerful. And by Corin Deeth of all people who was fucking him in his booth and letting him know how great it was relish in the bare, roughness of that wonderful body. Steven gasped, his back arching as Corin began to speed up. Corin chuckled and grunted in between each thrust, his hands making indents into the engineer’s slim waist.
“You’re-mmph! always so eager to please me, Steven,” Corin said, his lips back to Steven’s ear. “That’s what a good employee does for their master, they listen and please the-Mm, fuck-people who make there life worth living. And I’m sure I do plenty of that for you-Shit, yes! I always see you getting so hard over me whenever I-Ah! speak. Is just my voice enough to turn you on, Steven? Does it?”
“Y-yes, sir,” Steven said, his voice shaking more than Corin’s perfectly paced hips. “I love when you talk about me. I don’t deserve your attention, I don’t deserve you saying my name in your….in your-fuck! in your voice. I’m not worth it.”
“Oh no, no, no,” Corin said, soft and apologetic as his lips made another trail of kisses along Steven’s neck. He pushed down Steven’s shirt with a single slip of his hand beneath the material, kissing and licking along the expanse of skin of Steven's shoulder. “You’re precious to me. I couldn’t do any of this without you, Steven.”
Steven felt himself twitch at the words. Such nice words, being said about him, from someone so…wonderful. So wonderfully Evil, of course. He was already leaking precome onto the desk, a small sliver of the white liquid making its way downward onto the old wood.
“Someone’s getting excited,” Corin said, watching the engineer’s dripping cock with a satisfied grin.
“I-I can’t help myself, sir.”
“Hmm,”
“What was that, sir?”
“Down on your knees,” Corin said as he slipped out.
Steven felt sudden emptiness form in the pit of his stomach and he let out a soft whine. Steven was much like any other employee and attended the orgies, granted the privilege of having a number of beautiful men be his lover for even a few minutes each. He had enough stamina to give as much as he was taking though never quite worked up the confidence to move beyond being a submissive. Steven loved being positioned and spread open and penetrated by these men, it made the experience more personal. And with his...little problem so out in the open, he did draw more attention than he was use to.
He could always pretend they were Corin, even if he knew they'd never come close to the real thing.
But now he realized he had the right to feel skeptical about the satisfaction he was receiving. Steven had never been fucked that good and hard before. He'd never taken in a member of such girth. His mind was still syncing up with the reality of the situation while his body seemed to go on autopilot and comply with Corin's command. His ass was stinging when he pulled his jeans up, fly still undone as he sat on the floor. Corin stood before Steven, condom disposed of as his hand rhythmically pumped at his swollen member.
"You have a really tight ass," Corin said. "Normally your dick distracts me from it."
"Should I apologize for that, sir?"
"No, no," he said as he grabbed Steven by the hair, jerking the engineer’s head closer, "I like surprises."
Corin continued to pleasure himself as he said this, his dick just inches from Steven’s mouth. Looking at it from such a close perspective, Steven was still surprised he could fit a member of that size inside of him.
"Could you do me this last favor, Steven?" Corin whispered before licking his lips.
Steven nodded, giving the breathy reply, "Yes, anything, sir.”
A harder tug to his hair and his head was yanked forward, Corin’s cock slipping between Steven’s lips.
Corin’s grin became especially malicious as he replied, ”Swallow it.”
The CEO’s seed came out hot, thick and white down Steven’s tongue. Droplets trailed passed his chin as he gulped down the come, Corin continuing to thrust into the engineer’s damp mouth, hands still knotted in Steven's hair. The thought of knowing this part of Corin would be a part of Steven now, even for that day, made him shiver in ecstasy. His hands held onto Corin's hips for more leverage, Corin chuckling as he released Steven's hair to give a reassuring pat. "Good, good drink all of it."
Steven pulled his head back with a wet pop, a mess of white dripping from his lips and chin. Corin continued to pet his head, his smile less twisted and more warm than before. A smile of approval. Steven blushed.
He was still on his knees, dick hanging out of his sweat slicked boxers and begging for attention.
“Looks like you need to let yourself go,” Corin purred, leaning down and roughly taking Steven’s member, running his thumb over the head. “Have I not spoiled you enough?”
“You’ve given me, everything I’ve ever…wanted, sir.”
Corin only stared for some time, a smirk spreading slowly across his visage as he gave the erection a firm squeeze. He laughed softly at the high pitch noise Steven made.
“Then I’ll do you the honors of finishing you off," Corin rested his hand against Steven's chest, pushing the engineer's sore ass onto the floor. "Have anything in mind?"
"Uh, anything you want, sir."
"That's the answer I wanted," Corin said as he parted Steven's legs and opened his mouth. Oh my Evil...
Corin started with a quick lick to the slit and lowered his head down, sucking away at Steven's dick. Corin was moaning in between each bob of his head, his fingers sometimes pinching Steven's inner thighs for the pleasure of feeling the engineer squirm around his lips. Still teasing at a time like this? How terrible.
"Oh fuck," Steven felt his body tense and release in tandem as he leaned his head back, come shooting out in quick spurts into Corin’s waiting mouth. Corin pulled away slowly and licked away the fluid staining his lips, not breaking eye contact as he swallowed down the rest with a satisfied sigh. Steven was out of breath as Corin crawled over him, sitting atop his lap.
"You've really impressed me," Corin said. "I knew this would be much more valuable to you than money."
Steven smiled shyly. "Both is fine,"
"Then consider this the start to your promotion." Corin cupped Steven's face, giving him a deep kiss. His tongue was well coated in the come, mixing with the saliva as Steven returned the kiss with an equal amount of intensity. Any hesitation Steven would have had previously was shaken out of him and he eagerly jumped at the opportunity to touch that wonderful, dark hair-to feel Corin’s chin in his hands and finally know how the man's smooth skin felt against his own.
Corin was the one to pull away first. "Sorry, I just remembered I have a conference in a few minutes. We all know how unprofessional tardiness is."
He stood up to zip and buckle his pants. The glasses back on, hair straightened. It was as if he had merely reset himself to moments before. Steven watched blankly as his CEO, his superior that he officially fucked after a year of fantasizing about it, walked out of the booth. Before the door shut itself closed, Corin grabbed the knob and peaked in for a moment. “Let’s do this again some time.”
Steven hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded. “Yes, anything for you, sir.”