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It had been a particularly slow day, for you, at least. The Narrator, however, was hard at work writing his newest story while you sat in his lap, resting your head on his shoulder. You were starting to get bored and felt like teasing your lover a bit in hopes to get his attention.
You began to gently kiss the skin on his neck, lightly sucking on it every so often. It took him a few moments to notice, once he did he set down his pen and asked,
“What are you doing?”
“Nothing.” you answered coyly, before continuing to kiss him.
“Love, if you wanted my attention, you could’ve just asked.” He turned his head to look down at you.
“But, you’re just so kissable…” You whined.
The Narrator playfully rolled his eyes at this. He cupped your cheek with his hand then peppered kisses all over your face which left you giggling. The Narrator smiled fondly at you before getting back to his work.
You were satisfied with that affection for a bit but you soon began to crave his attention again. You wanted more.
You left your face nuzzled into the crook of his neck but you slowly let one of your arms make its way down to his waist, then his thigh. The Narrator felt his face heat up a bit but tried his best to stay focused on his work. You felt him start to heat up underneath your touch, but it still wasn’t enough.
You gently squeezed his thigh and rubbed your hand up and down it, getting dangerously close to his crotch.
“Darling…” The Narrator sighed under his breath. His breath was hot against the side of your face.
“Mhmmm” you replied as your hand made its way back up.
The Narrator took a deep breath in an attempt to keep his composure. “I can see you want my attention, dear.” He took a hold onto your chin to make you look at him. Once your eyes met his, you could see the growing lust in his eyes. A mischievous thought entered your mind, you quickly moved your hand directly to The Narrator's crotch. Your eyes widened as you felt his growing hard-on.
The Narrator grabbed your hand and moved it away from his crotch, causing you to whimper. “Are you missing my cock, darling?” he purred. You could only nod as your face turned bright red. “You could’ve just said so.” he chuckled darkly. He pulled you closer into his lap, still keeping a strong hold onto your chin as he kissed you deeply. You moaned into the kiss, you tried to move your free hand but it was quickly grabbed by The Narrator and held tightly. His tongue slipped its way into your mouth, you let out another moan as you worked in tandem. The Narrator explores your side and moves his hand under your shirt.
He pulls back for a moment, you’re both catching your breath. The Narrator tugs at the hem of your shirt, “May I?”, he asks in between breaths. You nodded, followed by an audible confirmation. He made quick work of removing your clothes, your shirt followed by your pants and underwear. You shivered as you felt the cool office air against your bare skin. The Narrator pulled you close and pressed a kiss onto your hair.
He started to undo his belt as he held you steady with his other arm. He unzipped his fly and pulled out his now half hard cock. You wrapped your hand around his base, stroking him slowly. The Narrator leaned back in his chair, groaning softly. His tip leaked precum, you took the opportunity to press your thumb to his tip. You rubbed gentle circles, spreading his precum over his tip. This caused him to moan louder, “Lord… Just like that love-”.
You stroked him faster until he was completely hard. “Would you grab the lube, darling?” He vaguely pointed to one of the lower drawers on his desk. You opened up the drawer and found the bottle. You squeezed out a bit onto your hand, spreading it over his tip and down his shaft. The Narrator positioned you so you were facing his desk, your back to him. He held onto your waist as you sank down onto him. You moaned in unison as you felt him start to fill you.
Once he was balls deep inside you, he wrapped his arm over your middle and started thrusting up into you. “You’re so tight…” he moaned under his breath. The Narrator picked up the pace of his thrusts to give both of you more friction. Loud moans and whimpers of pleasure began to fill the room.
Suddenly, The Narrator stood up out of his chair and bent you over his desk. You were able to catch yourself a bit so your head didn’t hit the desk. He grabbed your wrists and held both your hands behind your back in one hand and held onto your waist for stability with the other. He began thrusting harder and deeper, hitting that perfect spot inside of you that made you see stars. “I’m close, dear-” The Narrator bent over you to get a better angle, he groaned into your ear, only making your own climax draw even closer.
After one final thrust, he finally cums deep inside you. As he released, you too reached your breaking point and came on his cock. He stood back up as you both took a moment to catch your breath. The Narrator admired his cum dripping out of you, then he got an idea, “Do you want to keep my cum inside of you, dearest”? You nodded frantically and whimpered needily. With a swish of his wrist you felt a cold, metal object being pushed gently inside of you. You whimpered slightly at the feeling.
The Narrator scooped you into his arms and took you into your shared bedroom behind his office. He set you down onto the soft bed then grabbed some underwear, and a shirt of his for you to wear. He changed into something a little more comfortable before joining you under the covers. You immediately shuffled towards him and he gladly took you into his arms. “I love you so much, darling.” he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead and ran his fingers through your hair. The feeling of his cum still felt warm inside you. You slowly started to drift off as you cuddled, enjoying each other's warmth.