Meeting with the President (Fukuzawa x AFAB)
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Finishing up your paperwork from the recent incident at the ADA, you feel something brush up against your leg.
An annoying, familiar voice perks you up. Dazai floats up from where he crawled, a dumb little smirk on his face.
"what could you possibly want dazai? I'm trying to fill out an incident report YOU caused!"
The scrawny guy put on the sarcastic pity showm
"oh come on y/n, you broke some stuff too! but that's not why I'm here!"
You stared into his eyes, he was just beaming with mischief.
"the president requested your presence" he shot his mouth into a dumb grin.
This wasn't much of a surprise, Fukuzawa had been working with you on your ability for nearly a year now. Controlling the ability to mimic others' abilities was a struggle. But, he had stopped meeting with you for a few weeks now. He was probably just busy.
"okay, let him know I'll be in soon"
Dazai looked defeated. "what? Aren't you nervous that you might be in trouble?"
Since you ignored him, he huffed and walked away. Mumbling something you couldn't hear.
"president?" you perk your head into his office, the smell of tea and ink lingers in the air.
The silver haired man looks up from his papers. A brightened look on his face as he puts it down.
"ah, y/n. Please come in." he stands to greet you.
You go in for the usual professional handshake, but he greets you with the embrace of a hug. Which catches you off guard, but you've known him for several years now.
His smell was intoxicating. Fresh, clean laundry and the smell of his cologne made you feel just a little weak.
He pulls back and looks at your face, studying it in a way you never saw him look before.
He's only ever called you this once, and the last time he did he quickly moved on as if he didn't mean to say it.
"I've been collecting myself, as best as I can." You say with a smile.
He just stares with the faintest smile, his arms still on your shoulders. You could feel your stomach get a little queasy.
"was there um, something you needed?"
"yes, please, come sit." he put his hand on your back as he guided you to the couch in his office. He was so much taller than you, and had such slender, beautiful hands.
"the reason I haven't seen you in a while..."
his smile had faltered as he sat next to you, facing forward while you look at him.
"I have been having... some thoughts... ones that are a little more taboo" he chuckled.
He hesitated, turning his head looking at you.
The sentences coming out of his mouth did not make any sense, so you let him continue.
"I.. I had to take some time to see if they were just out of desperation or if I..."
You felt the blood rush to your face as he said the last few words.
There was nothing you could say, so you took his cheek. And kissed him.
At first he was shocked, but started to kiss back.
After a few moments, he peeled back.
"but, y/n, I'm too old for you and this... im your boss"
"I'm an adult. I make adult decisions. Fukuzawa, I love you."
His eyes widened, and his face became red. The wrinkles around his eyes turned up from his smile, as he leaned in to continue the kiss.
This time his hand made it's way to your thigh, and the kiss became more intense. As you pulled back, his eyes glowed a different shade. Lust.
He leans into your ear and whispers in his raspy voice, "I need you."
Those words alone could have made you orgasm. Before you could react his mouth was on your neck, leaving love bites. His silver hair falling around his face, tickling your collar bone.
"Fu..Fukuzawa.." you let out a soft moan and he stopped.
"I want to hear you say my name like that. Over and over" he whispers in your ear.
You've never heard him like this before. Something clicked inside of him.
You felt the hands you were admiring so much travel to your waist and pull you in closer, one of them snaking it's way between your legs and into your pants. He pushes you back, on top of you now.
"I see you're already aroused, y/n" he brushes his middle finger up and down, pressing through your panties.
"I- what if someone comes in and finds us?"
"then we'll have to be sure not to cause a scene, shouldn't we, dear?"
His sultry words only made you lust for him more.
Before you knew it, he was on the ground in front of the couch between your legs. He pulled your pants off in one swift move, almost trying to show off.
"are you okay to continue, dear?" He stared at you with such sinful but loving eyes.
"yes, please, yes fukuzawa"
"good." He immediately starts to lap up your arousal that had dripped on the leather couch, causing you to squirm. He takes his hands and holds you still for him, wide open.
You grab his hair as he starts fingering you, already putting two of his digits in.
"Does this feel good, y/n? Having an older male fuck you like this? Such a naughty girl."
He was hitting you in all the right places, and you couldn't even speak.
"come on darling, use your words."
you could feel yourself getting closer.
"ye.. yes! You feel so good in me"
He lightly hums proudly to himself as he stares in your eyes, and pulls his fingers out, leaving you empty and cold.
"Mm no! Why did you stop? Please?"
He stands up, towering over you while you are oh so helpless.
He chuckled, undoing his kimono.
"I can't let you have all the fun"
He picks you up easily, holding you like some sort of baby. He puts you down by his desk.
"put your hands on there for me, like a good girl. Please?"
You would do anything if he said it like that.
Before you could respond, you felt him bottom out inside you, which let out a yelp from you, both in pleasure and pain.
"shhhh, angel. You must be quiet." he puts a hand around your mouth.
"Ah, you must like when I tell you to be quiet, are you turned on by the thought of someone catching us?"
He begins to thrust, slowly at first. He knew what he was doing to you, knew what would make you feel the best.
Shortly, he starts to speed up the pace. The sound of your arousal and his together only made you tighter. You've wanted this for such a long time.
"you're doing so, so well for me. I'm going to let go of your mouth now, but you must be quiet for me."
As soon as his hand left your mouth, you moaned out his name softly. This only encouraged him to go harder.
He presses you against his desk, lifting your leg up to go even deeper into you.
"Mm, that's my good girl. All for me, you're mine." The more he mumbled and moaned the closer you got.
He comes up close to your ear, and whispers, "come for me. I need you to come for me, will you?"
You felt the waves crashing over you, your legs shaking as you let out a moan surely someone would have heard. Shortly after you felt him release as well, filling you up. He grabs you from falling, putting you back on the couch as he lays with you, stroking your face.
"You're so beautiful. I think I'll keep you."