I'm your secretary, Lord 6th - Secretary AU one shot
18+ MDNI !!!!
Cw: AFAB!Reader, power imbalances, semi toxic!kakashi, secretary!reader, unprotected piv (do not attempt), creampie (see previous warning), fingering, spanking, oral m receiving, degradation (slight), lmk what i missed !!
Word Count: not that sure, written on phone again lol. maybe like 2-3K.
Minimal editing, should be fine lol.
Maybe you were hired because you were extremely beautiful to the Hokage, because it for sure wasn't because you were someone of great organization skills. Papers piled up, calls and meetings were constantly rescheduled, and you had a gift for misplacing various important documents and folders. This behavior of yours used to be all accidental, until you realized how much fun getting an address wrong could be.
Smack.
"How many does that make?" The silver haired man asked, you could hear the smile in his voice, you couldn't see it however. You were bent over his desk, palms flat out with your elbows resting against the wood.
"Twelve," You whimpered. You wanted to rub the pain away from your ass but you knew better.
Kakashi did this whenever you would make an error, usually it was never this extensive of a punishment, however he had just found out about how you sent several invitations to a formal kage summit with several spelling errors- each one circled in a bright red ink that was the same color as the hand prints on your ass.
Kakashi would've never let himself let things get so far under normal circumstances, however- you were an acception. Again, the Hokage found you extremely irresistible. The first few weeks of working for this strong and world wide loved man were hard for him, pun intended. He would watch you come into the office every day with a lumpy sweater and baggy pants, watching as you fumbled with different stationary. Your wardrobe left quite a lot to the imagination, your curves completely hidden to his eyes, which made his perversions extremely unmanageable.
He wanted to talk about your office attire for a while, not sure if he actually thought the messy get up you wore every day was actually unprofessional for the workplace setting or if he just wanted to see you in a tight pencil skirt and a white buttoned shirt. Eventually he confronted you about this- a prey to his own desires.
Soon enough you would walk about the small office in exactly that, a black skirt that hugged your hips and ended near your ankles and a buttoned shirt of rotating colors, always with two buttons undone and collar folded neatly down. He would watch you leave your seat to go down the halls or even reach another part of the room with an unsteady wobble in your step due to this new custom of heeled sandals. He always had a smirk hidden under his mask and a gleam of great delight in his eyes.
His hard cock would torment him every day, as did your subpar work ethic. If you had been anyone else he would've fired you months ago, however he didn't and it seemed as though nothing would get done in the office. He found himself getting more and more frustrated with how you never seemed to become more organized or skilled at your job as time went on, but the good boss in him saw that you still had potential and maybe all you needed was... a little push.
Slam.
A weapons budget paper was slapped heavily and hard against your small desk, bright red ink circled your mistakes, extra 0's on numbers that weren't accounted for- a brutal error.
"What is this?" He hissed, seeing red not just from the paper.
"I-I... I don't know..." You stammered nervously, shoulders tense and raised in sudden anxiety.
"You don't know? This is our budget for weapons this month and you fucked it up big time," he spat at you. "This could've cost us thousands." His cock twitched under his robe, which he had tried to cover. He had envisions several sexual fantasies playing out just like this- and maybe his imagination was too good because you were falling right into his script.
"I'm so sorry, Lord 6th.... I-I didn't mean to- I would've never... I cant believe I did that I'm-"
"Then FIX IT!" He slammed the table right next to you again, precum leaking out from his erect dick while he watched you squirm. The room shook when his voice boomed, people outside not able to hear but feeling the reverberations of his reprimands. "I wanna watch it." He agitatedly picked up your pen and shoved it in your hand, leaning over you with his chin hovering above your shoulder.
You grasped the pen with a shaky hand, scratching out the circled zeros, a strange arousal welcoming itself onto you as you covered each red notation. You were working so fast your tits shook softly, Kakashi able to look down your shirt past the two undone buttons from his placement.
His hand came down to grasp his cock, grunting at the contact. You watched him out of the corner of your eye, hesitating with you work.
"Don't look at me, look at your fucking mistakes and fix them," his voice low and his breath heavy.
Instantly you locked back in and onto the pages of failures, crossing your legs and flexing your thighs together. Kakashi took notice and with his other hand squeezed the top thigh. You gasped softly, mouth falling open and face flushing softly, turned on but too scared to stop your task until you finished. Watching you squirm underneath him was Kakashis aphrodisiac, the hand on his cock pulling away the fabric of his cloak to unbutton his pants with ease. You hummed softly, pressing your thighs together harder and biting you lip softly to suppress any pleasurable moans.
"Stupid whore, cant do anything right…" Kakashi spoke, his hand hiking up your skirt, you leaned back and lifted your hips slightly to allow him to push it all the way up. "Look at that, you want this don't you?" You could hear the smirk in his voice. You looked up, lip still bitten. His hand left the imprint of his cock and grabbed your chin, shoving it back to the papers Infront of you roughly.
"Focus!" He demanded. Your skirt was now bunched up entirely at your hips, black panties on display for him. "Fuck..." He huffed, grabbing the waist band and pulling it down, which you also let him do.
He pushed it down to your ankles, pussy out for him as you sat on your chair. with one hand he caressed your soft slit, anticipation bubbling inside of you, a whimper left your throat when his finger dipped just beneath your folds and plunged into the gooey arousal running from your cunt.
"So wet already." Kakashis finger gathered your juices and slathered it up to your clit, the slick making it easier to tease your sensitive bud. You moaned softly, trying to continue with your task.
Your warmth felt like a beatitude to him, your scent let such a delicious desire bubble in him that he could feel it rumble throughout his body and up into his chest. His fingers felt like magic on your pretty cunt, soft pools of drool formed at your mouth. He couldnt hold it in any longer. Kakashi grabbed the back of your chair and wheeled it against the door of his office, both locking anyone out and locking you in place. His neck bent and he kissed you with passion, still toying with your pussy. He brought his fingers to his mouth and tasted you, intimidating eyes staring deeply into yours while he sampled your juices.
He was filled with an orchestra of your senses, looking at you, smelling you, hearing your soft whimpers, tasting you, feeling your cunt- it was all so ecstatic and euphoric, the feelings of this long overdue and dazzling sexual encounter.
Kakashis wet fingers dove right into your needy cunt, your walls tightening around his didgets as he curled them up into your spongey walls, hitting your g-spot. Soon enough you were seeing stars and came hard on his fingers, your sloppy cunt raining juices on his knuckles.
His big cock began to twitch violently beneath his pants, almost begging to be freed. He placed his palm on your forhead and pushed your head back, his other hand relapsing his dick from its confines and into your softly parted mouth, which readily took the offer. His cock fit nicely in your mouth, your soft lips caressing it’s circumference while it plunged deeper and deeper into your throat, your soft gags and chokes making his head feel light.
Time went on like this, a game of cat and mouse between you and the Hokage. It was extremely often that his hands went everywhere he wanted them to go and it was a daily occurance that you would welcome it. You both became insatiable for your desire for more in this sexual quest.
It became an art- the way you would seduce your Lord 6th. You would show up to work with shorter skirts and tighter blouses. On the days you wore your white shirts they were either semi sheer or completely transparent from you spilling water all over yourself, always an “accident”. Kakashi was left without control, his attraction becoming more and more of an obsession as time went on.
“Thirteen!” You yelped, burying your face in a stack of papers you yet again managed to mess up. He smacked your ass twice more, both times harder than the last.
“Fifteen!” you blubbered out, eyes teary and red.
“So good and obedient for me… if only I could get you like this all the time,” Kakashi hummed, curling his fingers through your hair and slowly pulling your head up to his level, licking roughly against the length of your neck.
His cock was aligned with your entrance and plunged in the second you tilted your hips back for him and your tits up and into the air. You both grunted in an agonizing bliss, follows by a soft sigh when he bottomed out into your perfect cunt.
“Who’s pussy is this?” Kakashi grunted, pulling out only to slam back into you with fervor.
“Y-Yours…” You cried out, gripping onto randomly scattered papers and crinkling them under your fingers.
“Yeah?” He asked with a smirk. “And whys that?”
“Because, I’m your secretary, Lord 6th.”
Kakashi instantly wanted to possess you, just like he always had. He continued to slam his cock into you, the meeting your his groin and your ass made the room fill not only with a soft smacking sound, but orgasmic noises from the both of you. Each time he pulled out, you pressed your hips back so that you could meet him when he penetrated you again.
He wanted to sink his teeth into your shoulder, and so he did so. You writhed in the blissful pain, unfrightened by the power imbalance you two had not just in position but in physicality. You loved the small indents he made against your skin and he continued to pound into you rhythmically.
He pulled out of you to have you sit on his desk, his cock ready to plunge back into you with that same aggressive arousal. When he did you sunk your nails into his muscular back, closing your eyes and listening to the sound of Kakashi sliding in and out of you and the agonizing grunts and moans coming out of him.
You could feel your juices leak out of you and soil the papers underneath you, stationary flew off the desk as it creaked and shook underneath you both.
“I bet you love feeling this cock, don’t you?” Kakashi spoke, his voice low from all the heavy breathing and ecstasy building inside of him.
You nodded, whimpers and moans spilling out from you, unable to speak coherently or even say “yes”.
He grabbed the back of your head and brought it closer to his, kissing you like he wanted to breathe the air that was in your lungs instead of his. His tongue swirled with yours while you came on his cock, unable to kiss back because of your whining, nails still sinking into the skin of his back, daring to create new scars in the shape of crescents.
“Love paying to fuck you all day,” he trailed off, going back in to push his greedy tongue into your gaping mouth. He began to swirl and roll it again with yours, only to stop and just tease the tip of yours with his own.
You started crying, over pleasured by this cock that had no interest of stopping it’s conquest until his conpletion, which he did. He shot thick white ropes inside of you, i afraid of branding you with his hot cum. It was too much and as he continued to thrust during his ecstasy it spilled out, dribbling out onto important documents and secret files.
You both shook, Kakashis large and abrupt, yours rapid and soft. He pulled out of you slowly, the walls of your cunt almost begging him to stay in as you clenched around his exiting dick, he laughed softly, cheating rising and falling over and over.
He pulled his cock back into his pants and wiped you off with a small cloth he had kept in a bottom drawer, specifically there for these moments.
“Clean this mess up and reorganize my desk for me, okay?” Kakashi ordered you, his air still regal even with the scene in front of you.
“Being a pretty fuck doll isn’t the only thing I keep you around for.”
