Tw: 18+,gentle sex, Office sex,FEMALE reader, pegging, doc you dirty dog, oral sex, aftercare, bad English probably(I'm 🇭🇺)
Notee:requested by a friend on discord
Been nothing unusual in his office, everything was always the same. Yet one thing was different about him than at other times, he now had a picture framed of you on his desk. And the weird thing was? He seemed to be alot 'messier' too, his office was clean but often his papers would land on the floor. As if someone shoved them off the desk, he always regrets it but it was definitely worth it for him. The others were thinking he was just having usual breakdowns from stress but that was far from the truth. He loved you, you were the light of his life. He would get on his knees and look up at you with admiration as if you were the only thing in the world. His world.
“You know I have a lot to do.” he mumbled, not in a surly way. But in a obvious busy tone, he would never speak to you that way. Only when someone else was in the office, because he was annoyed that almost every motherfucker needs something from him every 5 minutes. "Yes I know, but this is important-" Caveira tried to protest, which in he responded "I'm sorry, I have already alot to do today. If you want I could invite you in the office later this afternoon, would that be okay? Cav?" "fine." she hissed, standing up and leaving furiously, slamming the door shut.
He sighed, leaning away with his chair from his desk. "You can come out now, I'm sure no one's coming in for another hour" he chuckled, letting you crawl out from under the desk. "Finally, thought she would never leave.." you sighed, crawling into his lap before wrapping your arm around his neck. Kissing his forehead. "You know how she is, she's just... Caveira" He chuckled under his breath, wrapping his one arm around your waist to hold you.
"you know.." you start "we could spend that hour nicely.." you smile at him, tugging at his belt. He smiled up at you, pushing everything off his desk to sit you down on it. Giving you little forehead kisses before undoing your belt, pulling your pants and panties down. Spreading your legs gently, his hands cold and the gloves weren't helping. Pulling your shirt up to kiss your stomach all the way down to your pussy. Stroking your thighs loving, enjoying the grip of your hands in his hair. Pulling your pants and underwear all the way down so he can put your legs on your shoulder, "you okay?" he asked before taking your nodding as he yes to go down on you, licking your clit to send shivers down to you, licking your folds and taking pleasure from your moans you try to hold back to not get caught. Would be a shame. Really. Opening your folds to stick his tongue in you, he was pretty skilled when it came to eating you out, he always took pleasure in that. His stubble tickling you thighs, almost making you close your thighs on him. Stroking your thighs while also devouring your pussy and sucking on your clit occasionally. You always felt bad for cumming on his face, his face would smell like pussy for some time. Luckily it's not noticeable under the mask. He always encouraged you to cum on him, holding your thighs close and letting you release on him. He'd clean you up and kiss you on the forehead, he had alot of towels for.. Situations like this. "Doc.." "yes, dear?" "could I peg you?" "I'm pretty sure you could." with those words he was now bent over the desk with his arse exposed to you. You put some lube on your fingers before digging them into his hole. Getting him ready for you. "You're doing well" he breathed out. When you felt like he was doing alright, you slowly pushed in to the strap on. Holding onto his hips. "I'm okay Hun, you're doing great." he gasped out, his cock twitching under him. "Just gently..like I would do.." he managed to spit out. You thrusted into him slowly and gently at first. His groans and occasionally gasps were music to your ears. "You're so good.." he groans, making you grin and thrust even deeper. His groaning and softly talking to you was turning you on, of course it would. Fastening your pace, his groans turned to almost moans. He still managed little praises out, telling you that you're doing great and that he feels good with you..maybe you should peg him more often from now on. Hitting his g-spot over and over again, going as deep as you could in him. He gave his final groans before he came. His cum dripping all the way to the floor like a waste. After you pulled out, you took one of the towels he stores in the drawers and cleaned him up too, apologizing incase you hurt him or went too far. Only for him to always brush it off and telling you that you were amazing and actually did quite good.
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