[It wont let me tag you ;-;]
“Why I must have sex with you -right now- -to act out a fantasy- -i’ll pay you-” Koova"
“James! James, James, James!”
James furiously grips his mouse while jordan continued to scream his name on his ear. He was trying to get some work done but it was clear to him, that wasn’t happening today.
“James~” Jordan was still calling his name which James was having enough of. His mouse moved to the save button to quickly save his work before turning to the hyper-active man.
“What the FUCK do you want, Jordan?!” James screamed, causing the man to jump back a bit before recomposing himself. “I’m trying to work.”
Jordan cleared his through before blurting again. “We have to have sex!”
James quickly covered the taller’s mouth, his eyes meeting his in a glare. “One, you don’t fucking shout that in the middle of an afternoon in public.” James spoke in a low tone before removing his hand from Jordan’s mouth, “And two. No.”
Jordan pouted at his friend, “Aw, come on.~” He whines playfully before getting close again. “I need to act out this fantasy.”
“Oh so it’s not just casual sex, no, you’re bringing kinks into it?” James asks, “Double no, now go away.”
James turned back towards his work, trying to regain the focus he had previously lost when he feels a pair of hands slowly move on his shoulders. James tries to resist, but finds himself relaxing into the motion.
“What the fuck are you doing now, Hordan?” James wasn’t shouting anymore, and Jordan like that, that meant he was winning.
“I’ll make it worth your while.” Jordan whispers in James’ ear, his teeth nibbling his earlobe slightly.
“And how, do you manage to do that?” James questioned, enjoying the small amount of biting. He never said he didn’t have his own kinks.
Jordan smirked to himself before whispering again. “I’ll pay you.”
That’s when James shot up, he wasn’t about to be paid like some cheap hooker for some sex. “Jordan I’m not having sex with you for money.”
Jordan swayed his hips slightly, “Name your price.” He hums, “Doesn’t even have to be money, it can be anything you ever wanted. Ask and you’ll get it.”
James ponders a moment, anything he’d want? “For how long?” He asks.
Jordan shrugs,’ Depends.” He says, running his hands down James’ chest.
“On?” James looked up at Jordan to keep eye contact with him.
“How good the sex is.” Jordan hums, “If you get me hooked on you, which I have no doubts you won’t, it’ll be for however long you want it. In exchange, for us living out any fantasy I have.”
James thinks a moment, “Any, fantasy?” He asks.
“Don’t worry.” Jordan says, “None of them involve any more than one person, and they’re not in public. Well, one is but it’s not really public, I always wanted to have sex out in the woods.”
James sighs, not sure what he signed himself up for, but nods, “Alright.” He says, “We’ll do this now and, have sex in the woods.”
“Yes!” Jordan says quietly.
“If!” James raises his voice, “You give me office head.”
“Done.” Jordan says, already dropping to his knees.
“And..” James tilts Jordan’s head up, “You have to have a threesome with me and someone of my choice.”
Jordan’s face heats up, but he nods again, “Deal.” He says, moving closer, between James’ legs, “I’ll give you the head now, and then we can do my thing.”
James nods and moves himself up so he can get comfortable. He feels Jordan’s lips kiss his member outside of his jeans, causing him to sigh happily. Jordan pulls the zipper down and reaches up to undo the button on the top of James’ jeans before reaching into his pants and boxers to find what he’s looking for.
James gasps when he feels Jordan’s grip on his stiffening cock, feeling it be pulled from the warmth of his boxers out into the cold air. James gasped again and shivered slightly when he felt Jordan’s tongue drag up the underside of him.
Jordan chuckles slightly, his tongue moving around his tip before going back down to lick and suck on his balls, one sack at a time. James lets out a throaty moan, grabbing and tossing Jordan’s hat across the room before grabbing a fist full of his hair.
“We’re going to get caught if you keep sucking me in the bullpen.” James spoke, “But that makes it that much hotter. Doesn’t it?”
Jordan nods, gasping when James pulls his head back and up to look at him. “D-Did I do something wrong?” Jordan asks in a small voice, not sure if this is good of bad.
“You’re doing a very good job.” James hums, “But I’m sure you want me to hold my release for your fantasy so why don’t you go set us up for that and I’ll meet you in a bit.”
Jordan nodded his head, kissing James’ tip once, twice, before getting up and heading off to a spare room in the office. James chuckles slightly and leaves himself out, not caring if anyone sees. He gives Jordan about ten, maybe fifteen minutes before going off into the room Jordan went into.
When James opened the door there’s a silk thing hanging from the ceiling, something that those stage performers use to spin on, and Jordan is naked on it. He’s not sure what Jordan’s fantasy is, or what he signed himself up for, but he’s not complaining.
