pairing: Gus Fring x Reader
tags: rough, objectification, freeuse, breeding if you squint
synopsis: you let Gus take out his frustration on you.
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"What happened?" You asked as he slammed the door coming into his office, where you sat waiting. He sat on the couch beside you, burying his face in hands.
"Gustavo, talk to me. Please." You pleaded, inching closer to him. You reached for his hands and held them tight.
"Nothing, sweetheart. Just an issue with a subordinate." He responded, smiling like usual. You had a feeling it wasn't that simple. You were no fool. Which is why you knew better than to press further.
You hugged him, snuggling your head against his neck. "Anything I can do to make you feel better, at least?" You asked, activating my puppy eyes. He chuckled, shaking his head. "Having you here is more than enough." You felt him stroke your hair.
You asked one more time. In a different tone. "Are you sure?" He seemed to get the message. Gus smirked. He took on a theatrical facial expression showing how hard he was thinking. "Ah." He expressed, like a light bulb lit up in his head.
"In fact, there is." He held your chin up, raising your head and leaning nearer towards yoy. "Might you be able to handle it?" He probed.
With building anticipation, you answered, "Yes."
Wordlessly, he stood up and went to the door. A click was heard when he locked it. When he turned back to you, the gentleman was gone. Overtaken by a seemingly different person. But you know. You know it is him.
He walked towards you slowly. Your body heated up as his blank eyes scanned you from head to toe. He stopped just in front of you. Not ceasing to stare at you, he started to unbuckle his belt.
Soon enough, his member was out. After a bit of rubbing, it stood in attention immediately. Gus put his hand behind your head, gripping you in place. You braced yourself.
The head of his cock seemed almost shy when its tip came close to your lips. But that immediately changed when it was shoved in your mouth. With Gus' hands gripping you in place, you were helpless. At his mercy.
His grunts sounded as he fucked your mouth. Slowly at first, basking in its warmth and dampness. Then it went faster. Not too much. Just right. You moved your tongue around it, applying suction to give him more pleasure.
"That's right... Let me use you..." His grunts grew louder, his breaths deeper. The hands held your head tighter. You felt pride that you were making him feel good. Thus, what else was there to do than to do better?
In the quiet office, aside from Gus' sounds, the wet sounds of your sucking was very noticeable. You moaned too, the vibration seemed to have flicked a switch in him.
He took out his member from your mouth. In silence, he pushed you on your stomach on the sofa as you felt him raise your skirt. With no prep, he held you firmly by the hips and forcefully went in.
A second later, he's going in and out of you. Fast. Your moans were muffled by the cushion as Gus pressed you down as he amused himself with your hole. Unlike his usual sweet and thoughtful persona, he did not care about you or how you felt. Not today.
And so he did. Your orgasm went unnoticed as he released his load inside you. His cock buried deeper as it planted its seed. His low bellow filled the office over your whimpers.
He stayed in his position for a bit longer before taking out his member, letting out a satisfied sigh in the process. You remained motionless as he cleaned himself up.
"Thank you, darling. I have some matters to attend to. I'll see you later, alright?" Gus crouched down and kissed your forehead.
His professional facade was back in place when he went out the door and left behind his mess.