#ceo!momo

[jinlias]

in an attempt to be discreet, you tug your skirt the slightest bit higher as you walk towards her office. you’ve been summoned, technically, and even though you just saw each other this morning, you hope what ever she needs from you is anything but work related.

you gently make your way inside, but momo is nowhere to be seen. as you scan the office, you realize the glass door beside her desk is wide open. initially panicking, you speed walk outside, to be met with the relieving sight of your lover leaning against the rail, looking out to the city.

“hey” she smiles, making a grab for your waist when you join her.

“is everything okay?” your hands caress her shoulders, waiting an answer.

“splendid” she sighs, trying to mask her frustration with a smile and dancing the tip of her finger by the small slit showing skin. “just needed a little break”

you giggle and welcome her lips when they reach you, placing your pointer and middle fingers on her jaw, holding her in place. she’s had a hell of a day and she’s letting it all out on you, with the way she kisses you, the way she grips and squeezes all parts of you and how she needs to have you closer.

even as she turns you around and yanks your tube skirt and thong just a little above your ass cheeks, she presents two of her fingers for you to wet with saliva, and when she’s satisfied with your job, she leads them to your entrance and gently thrusts them inside. momo hums in delight as she feels your cunt clench around her. she pressed loud, wet kisses behind your ear as some breathy sounds escaped you.

“i can’t wait until we get home” she groans against your ear “but for now, this should suffice”

being so exposed had you pushing your ass back to her for more while you moaned as loud as you liked. you were standing right outside on the 8th floor, not very discreet either way as her office is also glass.

but that’s what edges you closer, the thought of anyone walking in to reach her and accidentally just seeing the two of you. thinking of one of your coworkers getting turned on had you feeling tickes in the pit of your stomach.

and the way you weren’t even touching her yet she was enjoying it just as much as you, making lewd noises and staring at your cunt as she quickly thrust her fingers in and out, watching as it swallowed them whole.

it was the quickest of quickies, and just as you were coming, shaking in her hold and having to swallow repeatedly to get yourself on track, you hear a smidge of employees through the wide open glass door, looking for momo for some opinion on something you quite couldn’t catch due to the ringing in your ears.

momo helps you fix your outfit and cant help when her hands cup your cheeks and her lips meet yours in a quick set of pecks “see you at home gorgeous?”

“actually, i was thinking we could maybe do something at my place?” her eyes widen adorably at the thought of something different, at the thought of you being comfortable with her to begin and share your own little side of things.

“sounds great” she smiles and you can see the adrenaline and excitement written across her eyes. “i’ll see you there” she presses a couple more pecks on your lips before she hurries out of her office to satisfy the employees.

[momoshin]

it was bound to happen at some point. whether that'd be the first time you stepped into her office or the last. fortunate or not, it was the first. you had her so close, trapping you between her body and her desk, eyes darting between your eyes and your lips as her tongue runs under her own. "hm?" you would've loved to say yes, but you only find yourself nodding, cupping her cheeks and joining your lips together as you push your body on her. her hands easily found their recent spot on your hips, and by recent, i mean its been around six hours since she laid them there last.

with her hands and her body on you, momo presses you on the desk until she has you sitting on it with your legs parted enough for her to fit in between. she trails her hands from your hips, up your torso to the sides of your face, she wants you closer, and so do you, so you’ve moved your own hands. they fist her black pants tight enough, if you were to let go right now, the sides of her waistband would be wrinkled.

“when i said it suited you” she starts, pressing kisses all over your jaw “i actually meant i fucking love how this looks on you” and now down your neck, with her hands cupping the back of it, one of them tangled in your hair already.

her voice, how she’s so out of breath already, her lips swollen and red from all the kissing, along with the smearing of your lipsticks that makes you moan a little louder, earning a tug on your hair from her fingers.

“sorry-“

“i love the noises you make” she whispers from your neck “but it’s your first day. warm them up before making them think you slept with me for the job”

and in the midst of it all you still manage to laugh, a short, comfortable laugh that the two of you share. she’s just about undoing the zipper of your work pants when you hear the first two knocks, they’re pretty light, so you’re not surprised she doesn’t hear them. you try stopping her, as much as you’d like her to continue.

“there’s someone there” you mouth when she looks at you confused at the fast and excessive tapping you did on her shoulder to get her off your neck. momo’s eyes widen, and only then does she hear sana’s gentle ‘momoring?’ before sighing and separating slightly from you (one hand still on your hip, while the other circled around her lips) to come up with something, because there’s no way she’s letting her in like this, both your clothes are wrinkled, your lipsticks’ are all smeared around and your hair is more than tousled.

“i.. im taking a shit!” your hand instantly collides with her arm

“really?!” you mouth, as if she couldn’t come up with something else, maybe more believable. but the two of you burst into silent laughter after.

“kk- i’ll just text you” and then the clicking of her heels begins to sound further

“it’s probably about lunch” she shrugs, hands still on your sides, with your legs still around her body. “you should join us.”

“are you crazy?” you scoff “sana knows both of us better than the palm of her hand. we can’t sit for a whole hour and have lunch with her.”

“not yet-“ she whispers, yet returns a ‘nothing’ when you ask her to repeat herself “i still want to fuck you here though”

“so do i” you sigh “maybe next time, that’s enough sneaking around for the day”

“or-“ she starts, watching you fix your clothes even in the clothes “you can come by my place again later tonight”

“doesn’t that defeat the whole purpose of fucking me on your desk?” you chuckle, properly tucking your shirt in when she steps back and gives you space to stand.

“you really think i don’t have an office at home? i’m the ceo, i always have to work” she jokes back “doesn’t mean i won’t fuck you in this office though. im just too eager to wait for that” momo shrugs.

“mm- i’ll think about it” you fake your thoughts, starting to walk away when she yanks you back by the wrist.

“i’ll send my driver by 7” she corrects, tucking a hair behind your ear and pecking your lips, actually letting you walk out this time

[jinlias]

kinktober day 7 - office sex w momo

“surprise” you smile small at your girlfriend walking through her own office, her own small growing when she sees you sitting on her desk. “how’d i know your first stop would be here and not home”

“actually according to our shared calendar, you were supposed to be in a meeting” she reciprocates your smile and places the gift basket on the couch.

“sorry i didn’t send a gift basket” you shrug, kissing her puckered lips when she reaches you, momo watches intently as you untie the velvet coat

“ah well, you know sara, always a suck up” the ceo shrugs back, eyes still stuck on the coat and when it spreads open, on your torso. “way better than a gift basket”

“mhm?” you peck her lips “thought so” your hands wrap around her neck as the kiss deepens. her own hands caress your thighs, squeeze here and there almost as if taking you in and making sure you’re real and not a dream while she’s still on that plane on her way to you.

“i missed you so much” she whined, letting you pepper kisses along her jaw. “next time you’re coming with me”

“who’s going to do your job while you’re gone?” you joke as she lays you down on the desk, lips still tangled with yours as her hand reaches behind you and fumbles with something in her drawer.

“sara” the two of you cackle at her response and because of it, it takes a minute for you to notice what she’s fumbling with.

“do you- seriously still have those here?” your head falls back with a giggle, but momo just shrugs.

“how else would i relieve all the stress from running a multi-million company?” the ceo reminds you of all the times she calls you up to her office just to relieve all the pent up stress by fucking you, sometimes with the strap she just stepped into. she presses kisses up your neck, with her fingers pulling your underwear to the side to rub the tip of the toy up and down your folds.

“that’s what i’m here for” your hands graze gently up her shoulders to her jaw, your thumbs caressing it as you kiss her. you’ve missed her so much and the way she slowly and torturingly penetrates you drives you to intentionally tug on her lip, hard enough to make her hiss.

“c’mon angel, you’re louder than that” she nibbles on the skin of your neck, her thrusts slow but deep.

“mm yes” your hands get curious again, and this time they squeeze her tits over her clothes, realizing she probably wasn’t wearing anything under it, they move to get rid of the straps of her red jumper, lowering it and setting her breasts free. “but i’m not looking to give everyone a show. not today. i want you for myself, at least until everyone else notices you’re back”

“love when you’re possesive” her hips speed with your low whimpers, the way you squeeze her nipples and sometimes tug on them, making her puddle of slick double in size. “i would’ve bred you already if i could. that way everyone would know you’re mine”

your feet tangle behind her back, pulling her closer and deeper in you. “everyone already does” you moan at the feeling of her nails digging in your asscheeks, her thrusts getting rougher with time.

“a little reminder wouldn’t hurt” when she chuckles you can feel her lips vibrate against your skin, and her warm breath makes you shiver, wanting her even closer. because even if it was only a couple of days, it felt like torture, not being able to sleep next to her, to touch her whether it was platonic or not, to kiss her or even hug her.

you can tell she feels just the same way when she copies your actions of tightening the embrace even as she kept fucking you, how she presses wet kisses all over your upper body, repeats over and over that she missed you, that she loves you even as you tug on her hair to kiss her because you’ve craved her lips in the minutes they’ve been away from yours. the intimacy of it all is what makes both of you climax, safe in each others arms after just days of being apart

[jinlias]

“i don’t know. i start my new job tomorrow” nayeon isn’t having any of your excuses. she knows you could go clubbing all night and still manage to have a perfect first day and have all your supervisors at your feet.

“bitch. we haven’t gone out in months, come on” the brunette quite literally begs, her hand around your wrist trying to flail it around

“whatever” you sigh “ill be home by midnight. tops”

well, that was a lie. it’s 12:47 am and you’re just now leaving nayeon’s side and only for a water break. if water means the drink the cute girl beside you bought for you. “thank you, you really didn’t have to”

“dance with me and i’ll call us even” she winks, satisfied when you take her hand and lead her to the dance floor. you can’t lie, she’s gorgeous, it’s obvious you’re not really dancing with her to ‘call it even’

you’ve lost count of how many songs you’ve grinded against her for, but at this point, the heat between your thighs is growing bothersome in the tiny dress nayeon made you wear. you’ve gotten so close, that her nose would sometimes rub against yours and you want her so bad that the next time it does, you take advantage of the proximity and capture her lips between yours.

she in return places her hands on the sides of your face, deepening the kiss and attempting to get closer to you. “your place or mine?” your words are rushed and needy as your hands cling onto her when she nods just as quick and desperate.

“mine” she nods just as quick and desperate.

you don’t question the fact that she’s in a really cheap club yet leads you to a black suv with a driver already inside. because the two of you are so touchy and you realize the vehicle is too hot and cramped but you don’t want to stop the curious hand peeking up your dress.

you’re trying to concentrate on the text your typing to your friend to let her know you left and you’re safe, but it’s honestly a bunch of gibberish you’re hopeful she’ll understand. “okay. done. all yours now” you nervously chuckle and slam your phone on the cushion next to you, facing the girl who just smirks at what you said and trails her hand even further.

“say that again?” her breath is hot on your lips, her own getting closer with every breath you took.

“i’m all yours” you whisper, not letting her think twice before you push her head on yours therefore initiating another kiss. this one’s longer, wetter, and the only reason it ends is because the van has stopped in front of this gorgeous, definitely million dollar house.

it’s late, and for a minute you think about the neighbors hearing the two of you giggle like schoolgirls or the kissing noises or maybe the slight moan she makes when you squeeze her ass all on your way there. but then you realize, if her neighbors houses are anything like hers, it’ll take a while before you disturb them.

she wants to take you up the stairs, to her room and her comfortable bed and silk sheets, but you’re too desperate, so you pull her with you to the nearest couch. “next round” that and the kiss on her lips her her smirking and following you to the living area. “i can’t believe i haven’t asked your name” you chuckle between kisses, finally laying on the soft cushions.

“momo” it’s muffled against the skin of your neck as she kisses down it.

“y/n-ah” you can feel the smirk on your chest where she bit, her hands making it under your dress and dragging your underwear down your legs.

next, she props one of your feet on the edge of the sofa, your other leg being held spread by her hand when she kisses her way up your thighs and to your core, where she latches on to your clit. she feels your hand on the back of her head, she doesn’t know if you want to push her further, or if you just want to hold her there, but the action makes her shake her head between your legs, everything suddenly feeling too good too fast.

“i told you my name, i expect to hear it” she snaps, reluctantly letting go of your clit. “hm?”

momo only goes back to pleasuring you once she’s received a nod from you, her hands yanking you closer to her by the hips. she quite literally devours you. you’ll figure this out soon enough, but of course she wants to make you feel good. she just enjoys eating you out herself.

she takes her time with you, sucking and nibbling, the gasps and moans in attempts of her name edging her on when she finally slips a finger inside you. momo soon establishes a rhythm between her tongue and her finger that has you squirming under her and tightly clutching her hair in your fingers. she knows you’re not gonna last, because she can feel your walls clenching around her single finger, and the way your voice grows louder with her name and a couple of curse words

“you don’t have to prove anything to me” she chuckles, her finger still dancing in and out of you. “i want nothing but to see you let loose right now. just come sweetheart”

it’s like you had been waiting for her approval, your thighs try to close in on her head, but the hand on your thigh won’t let up. and she watches you come, she feels your pulse fasten on your clit when she wraps her lips around it once again. and what she can see, she enjoys.

momo let’s you ride it out, she gently and slowly detaches herself from you, and later crawls back up your body, resting her elbows on each side of you.

“still down for that round two?” her smirk has you smiling, way too excitedly before you wrap your legs around her waist and let her lead you to her room, hoping after everything you’ll have the strength to wake up in time tomorrow.

[momoshin]

sana had told you about the girl who you'd be working for, briefly. her name is momo, she's 25, japanese, and really loved her dogs. that's about all you knew about her. you knew her and sana were close friends, but not much else. you didn't even know what she looked like, but you for sure weren't expecting to see the girl who had you curling your toes in ecstasy last night at your best friend's desk first thing in the morning.

"oh, hey! y/n! this is momo, her office is on the other side of yours" it's quite an informal way to meet your boss. but then again, nothing can be more informal than last night. sana looks bright and cheery this morning, maybe too much for your liking as all you can think about is her thighs on each side of your head last night.

“good morning. it’s really nice to meet you” you bow. and momo wasn’t going to be truthful and say she knows you because she fucked the shit out of you the night prior, but she was surprised when you introduced yourself again from the beginning in front or sana.

“it’s nice to meet you too, y/n. i look forward to working with you” she cups your arm and with that the click of her heels echoes down the hallway until she reaches her office, leaving sana completely petrified as she gasped

“she never touches people like that” sana doesn’t expect a big reaction from you, she only reacts that way herself because she is momo’s friend.

you on the other hand have too much to think about. is it worth it working with someone who you’d seen naked and viceversa? are you crossing a line? well, you didn’t know, but still. you are so fixated in these thoughts that you don’t notice how much time had gone by until you look up from the stack of papers you had just finished. your task was to take them back to momo so she could revise and sign all of them. and you’re not going to lie, the thought of the two of you alone somewhere kind of intimidates you, but it’s your job, at least for today if you decided to later on quit.

the hand that is free and not clinging to the stack of papers you had just finished, knocks on the door to her office, only opening it when you hear her shout at the door to come in.

she just hung the office telephone up, you'd ask to make conversation but you realized you weren't yet in position of making those questions, so you just try to stick to the original plan, opening your mouth to speak and tell her all she needed to know about the stack of papers but she speaks first

"a ceo assistant, huh" she looks at you carefully, eyes squinted slightly while she studies you, shamelessly taking the time to look you up and down after. "it suits you. taking orders"

"momo-" but you stop talking, correcting yourself with what you called her "miss hirai"

"oh please, i had you bent over my bed last night. momo is fine" you watch her as she uncrosses her legs and gets up from her chair, walking towards you and extending her hand for you to place the papers in, which you do "good girl"

momo can't help but chuckle when she sees you tut and roll your eyes at her comment, quickly going back to reading her papers as she lets you battle with whether you'd let her call you that at work or not. "what, we're gonna pretend like last night didn't happen?"

"no" you blurt "but i work for you now, so-"

"so?" she waits for you to keep going, but all she sees is you stumbling to get your words right.

"i mean, you know-"

"you seem a little too nervous around me for someone who doesn't want me near them" she smirks, placing the papers on her desk and leaning on it to face you, waiting for an answer.

"i wouldn't say i don't want you near me-"

"so you do want me to fuck you again?" she chuckles

"momo!"

"hey. it's okay, i do." momo shrugs, getting closer to you with just a few steps "been thinking about you since you left last night"

last night was definitely more like 2 am, but she wouldn't scold you for your sleep schedule on a workday, or rather the night before your first day, when she was the reason behind it anyway.

"i've gotta say. it's been enough time for me to think about fucking you on my desk already." she's walked around you, gently cornered you until you're being pressed against the desk, frankly by yourself since she is still at a distance from you. an intimidating, almost nonexistent distance, but still.

"me too" you blurt, without enough time to stop yourself

"have you?" the corners of her lips curve up in smirk full of pride, and she places both her hands on the desk, each by your sides. "so will you let me? fuck you on my desk i mean"

and you yet again stop to think 'is it worth working here?’