The Boss’ Girl Ch. 11
Lee Minwoo (Shinhwa) X Reader X Jeon Jungkook (BTS)
Office!AU
Rated: M sub!Jungkook, switch!reader, dom!Minwoo
Word Count: 6955 Ch.10
Jungkook puts your stamina boosting advice to good use. When he’s got the time he edges himself nearly to tears. At first he tried not to reimagine you touching him. The humiliation of that day is still bitter and raw but apparently in the best way possible. It didn’t take long until he accepted the kink and caved. He can admit he’d let you do that to him again and again.
The little make out sessions he has with Mina go farther and farther. He can tell she’s less endeared by his holding off. If he wasn’t such a perfect boyfriend besides that she would’ve dumped him. It doesn’t help that he often has dreams about you or Mina. One particularly disturbing dream of you treating him like an actual baby he would like to wipe clear from his memory forever.
He hopes that finally sleeping with Mina will let him forget you and this whole mess. Once Mina finally gets a taste of Jungkook in bed she is insatiable. He was right about learning fast. He also tries incredibly hard to please and perform at his absolute best. Pair that with his charming good looks and his perfect chiseled body, there’s no comparing to anyone Mina had been with previously.
She’s extremely vocal about this at every girls night. All the other girls are understandably jealous. Frankly you’re getting annoyed with her repetitive bragging. It’s not tactful to tell your sex life so openly. You can’t imagine Jungkook would be appreciative of her airing their private business to anyone who will listen.
When the next Friday comes you consider just going home and waiting for Minwoo to call you. He has a business dinner to attend and expects to be out quite late. They’re a long time partner of the company. It’s been a long week and you do need a drink but having to listen to Mina constantly slip in comments about Jungkook is really getting on your nerves.
The office is set up perfectly for Monday morning and you’re picking up your bag to leave. You check your phone one last time to see if anyone else happened to cancel on going out so you wouldn’t be the only one. To you delight, Mina left a message saying she’s headed home. She says she’s been having bad cramps all day and wants to go lie down. Not to be mean but that instantly brightens your mood. It’s very likely she would have Jungkook stay at home with her to treat her like a princess. You could finally enjoy a night out with no problems.
The ding of the elevator doors opening dampens your celebration. It’s completely put out when Jungkook walks into the room. “Jungkook what are you doing here?” You snap a little meaner than you meant to be. He stops and looks surprised by your tone. “Am I not supposed to be here?” He asks looking around at the empty room. “No. Sorry. I didn’t mean to sound that way. I just got a message that Mina isn’t feeling well. I expected you would be with her.”
Jungkook smiles now that he knows you’re not mad. “Yeah. She said she wanted to rest by herself and would probably sleep early.” You figure Mina likely started her period. Knowing her, she wouldn’t want Jungkook to see her in comfy old clothes, eating way too much chocolate, and lounging around with a heating pad. Girls in early relationships have an image to uphold.
“So why are you here then?” You ask in a nicer tone. Jungkook rubs the back of his neck. “Well I’m going out to the bar again with the other interns. I figured you’re also going out with the secretaries. I thought it would be nice of me to walk you there so you weren’t alone.” You can’t help but smile. He’s really such a sweet guy.
“Thank you Jungkook. I appreciate the offer. Though I worry what others will think to see you with me the first time you’re not with Mina.” You say this casting a glance at the security camera wondering if Minwoo is watching you now. Jungkook’s smile drops. “Oh. I hadn’t really thought about that.” He replies sadly. “I’m sure you didn’t. Unfortunately it’s something you need to always think about in this office.” You add annoyed.
“I could at least ride the elevator down with you? I’ll get off on the fourth floor and catch up with Namjoon.” Jungkook suggests. That sounds harmless enough. It’s very unlikely anyone would get on at any of the floors in between. “Sure. We could do that.” You nod and walk toward the elevator. Jungkook follows quickly behind.
Once the metal doors close with the two of you inside, Jungkook clears his throat. “Can I ask you something?” He asks nervously. You look at him eyebrows raised. “I suppose.” “Does Mina talk a lot about our personal life to you ladies?” “Yes she does. Unbearably often and in great detail.” You answer frankly. Jungkook blushes. He’s not sure if he wants to ask just how much you know.
“Do you not like that she talks about it?” You’re genuinely concerned. Jungkook hums and takes a minute to think. “I guess I don’t mind? A lot of the other guys started cheering me right after it first happened and I was wondering how they found out. They don’t really tease me much anymore now so it’s fine.” That answer doesn’t sound very convincing to you. “If you don’t like her talking about it then say something to her. Honestly, please say something to her. We’re all getting a little tired of hearing about it.”
The elevator stops at the fourth floor as you finish saying this. Jungkook nods. “Thanks for the advice. See you at the bar.” He smiles and steps out of the opening doors. You hope he does say something and your Friday nights can go back to normal.
The bar was really just what you needed. The interns, secretaries, and a few others all sit together at a few big tables. There’s lots of good junk food shared around, pleasant conversation, and plenty of drinks. Jungkook sits almost on the other side of the room from you and barely looks in your direction. You almost forget he’s there all together. Mostly you drink your wine and soak in the atmosphere.
By your third glass it’s nearing 10pm. Minwoo sent you a message a few minutes ago saying he’d likely be out at least another hour. Everyone else has started to suggest heading home or going out to another place. There’s the risk of falling asleep, but going home to wait for Minwoo is the best option to you. Maybe you could get a head start on the fun and be ready with something special.
With there being more than just the girls together there wasn’t much gossip or stories to tell so you all paid your own bills. Most of your group is all piled outside at the same time. The sidewalk is a bit crowded before you’re all parting different ways. You’re close to the curb to hail a cab after you’ve said goodbye to everyone.
Two overly drunk guys trying to pass through your group end up knocking into someone. It causes a chain reaction of people getting pushed. You get pushed in the end. When you step you have nowhere to go but over the edge of the curb. Yoona and Sooji manage to grab you before you end up falling face first into the street, but you end up awkwardly turning your ankle. When they pull you back you yelp out in pain stepping with the twisted ankle.
Everyone nearby who saw what happened or heard your shout start asking if you’re okay and what happened. Yoona and a lot of the guys are arguing with the drunkards. You lean most of your weight on Sooji and hold up your hurt leg. You try but you can’t put any weight on it. Namjoon kneels down and takes a look at it. He gently pushes down around the area making you hiss in pain.
“Good news is I don’t think anything’s broken but I’m sure it will be a pretty bad sprain. Do you want us to take you to the hospital?” Namjoon tells you straightening back up. You shake your head. You really don’t want to deal with the hospital right now. “No. It’s late and I know how to treat a sprain. I can see my doctor in the morning for it.” “Alright. Well let’s get you a cab then.” Namjoon calls for a taxi to come.
“Can you put any weight on it?” JaeHee asks you. You try to take a step even with Sooji helping you but even setting your foot down hurts. “I don’t know if any of us can carry you.” Yoona says. Jungkook steps in then waiting for a way he could help. “I’m sure I could carry her.” He states gesturing to take Sooji’s place as your crutch.
You’re passed off and Jungkook carefully picks you up bridal style. “Oh, wow.” One of the girls audibly swoons. You’re just as surprised. He’s not even straining at all to hold you up. “Jungkook you don’t mind taking her home for us?” Namjoon asks. “Of course not.” The younger answers. You’re just glad no one is teasing or making jabs about him taking you home.
The taxi arrives not too much later. You both say your goodbyes and promises to update when you’ve arrived safely. Jungkook gently sets you in the seat and jogs around to the other side. He asks you if you’re comfortable enough right away. There’s not much you can do about the cramped back seat of car beside take off your high heel. Besides giving directions to the driver the ride is quiet. You have to heavily insist on paying for the ride against Jungkook’s insisting.
He carries you into your building. While he steadily holds you in the elevator you both pointedly avoid making any eye contact. You’re definitely not thinking about how strong and solid he feels. The last time you felt his toned chest was the awkwardly intimate moment with the vibrator. Both of you are pointedly trying not to think about that.
Jungkook has no problem getting the two of you through your door, kicking off his shoes and setting you down on your couch. He’s amazed at how spacious and neat your apartment is. It’s obviously an expensive place. “Wow. Your place is really nice.” He comments looking around. “Thanks. Can you put these over there for me?” You ask holding out your shoes.
He takes them over and puts them in the empty spot on your shoe rack and brings over your slippers. “This is embarrassing to ask but could you help me over to the bathroom?” “Sure!” He picks you right back up and carries you over to the bathroom. It’s a little difficult to do without hurting yourself but you manage to use the restroom. There’s no way you’re getting your stockings back on so they get kicked over to your laundry basket.
You open the door but Jungkook’s not there. “Jungkook?” You call out for him. He comes over in an instant and picks you right back up. He carries you over to the couch again and settles you among the cushions. “You should keep your foot elevated for a little while.” He helps you put a pillow under your legs. “I hope you don’t mind me going into your fridge.” He says pulling a bag of ice wrapped in a towel off your coffee table.
“No, thank you so much Jungkook. You’re doing so much.” The ice feels so nice on the already swollen joint. “I got you some water too if you want.” He says holding out the glass. You take it gratefully. “Wow what service. Mina might actually be lucky to have you.” You regret saying that when you see Jungkook’s stunned reaction. You look away from him and drink your water.
Jungkook asks you if he could use your bathroom. That gives you time to check your phone and settle in. Minwoo hasn’t said anything since his last text. It’s now around 10:40 and you figure he’ll likely be done around 11. You send him a text to let him know you got hurt. He’ll likely come home as soon as he reads it and come to take care of you.
Jungkook comes back and goes right down to the end of your couch by your feet. He lifts the ice bag and sets it on the coffee table. He gently presses around the swollen tissue. You pull your foot back in pain. “Sorry I just want to check again to be sure nothing’s torn or broken.” You let him take back your leg and examine the painful area. “I don’t think it’s anything serious but you should go to the doctor tomorrow.”
He moves his hands up higher to massage the upper part of your ankle into your calf. You stop flinching in pain and enjoy the good feeling. Jungkook takes his time rubbing the muscles. He carefully passes over your sprain and starts massaging your foot. You hum in enjoyment. It’s the worst possible moment for him to remember this is the same foot you got him off with. He tries to put his thoughts into just the massage but it’s difficult when you close your eyes and moan softly.
He takes one hand away from the massage to adjust himself in his pants while you have your eyes closed. The movement makes you open your eyes and you catch him. He stops when you do, so embarrassed at being caught. “You really must have a foot fetish.” You tease. Jungkook goes red to the ears. “No! Of course I don’t. That’s so gross.” He whines. You laugh. “What’s got you all excited then? Still can’t massage a girl without getting hard? Thought you’d be a little better about that by now.”
Jungkook stops touching you all together and stands up. “Sorry. I forgot we established it as a noona kink and maybe some masochism. But there’s no way you actually enjoyed that or want to go through the humiliation again.” You ask seriously. Jungkook steps closer and looks you right in the eyes. “It’s nothing like that at all okay? Isn’t this how any normal man reacts to being alone with a woman he’s attracted to? You want me to act like a stone with you moaning like that? After the things we’ve done before?”
You’re surprised by his outburst. He’s never talked back like this before. The intensity burning in his gaze is unfairly hot. For once he doesn’t look like such an innocent sweet boy. He looks like a man and that’s just not right. He’s not allowed to look that way.
“I’m sorry for offending you Jungkook-ie. I was only teasing. No need to get all worked up.” You break the eye contact and sip your water. Jungkook clicks his tongue in annoyance. He knows you’re doing this to get a rise out of him. You’ve always got the upper hand on him. The way you called him Jungkook-ie in that mocking tone should annoy him the most but of course he loves it.
“Whatever. I just wish you wouldn’t treat me like some little kid. I’m a normal adult. Sorry I’m not up to your standards.” Jungkook huffs. “Cumming in your pants like a teenager sure doesn’t help your case much.” You know you’re plucking at sensitive strings but you can’t help yourself.
Jungkook can't believe you brought that up. Being a little tipsy in the comfort of your home has changed you. You're smiling and teasing him so much. Jungkook laughs and shakes his head. “I've had a lot of practice since then, Noona.” He purposely stresses the title. “I've heard plenty about your practice. Sounds like you had a lot of self practice before you got the real thing.”
Jungkook can feel his ears warming but manages to keep his eye contact. “Yes. I put your advice to good use. I told you I'm a fast learner.”
“Well practice makes perfect. Why don't you be a good boy and show me what you practiced.” You smile and set down your glass. Jungkook's brain short circuits. He must have imagined you saying that.
“Show- show you how I built my stamina?” He asks to be sure that's what you really want. “Yes. I want to see for myself how much you've improved. The teacher should grade the student.”
Jungkook stands there like a statue. What exactly do you want him to do? Should he drop his pants and start jacking off like that? Do you want to be touched at all?
You giggle watching the boy panic. “Poor Jungkook-ie. You need me to give you all the directions again? Why don't you start by getting into position for me? Come here and kneel on the rug by me.” You point at the spot just by your elbow.
Goodness knows why but, Jungkook obeys quickly. He knows he's going to regret this later. You reach your hand out and place it gently on his chest. All the alarm bells going off in his brain quiet once you're touching him. You run the back of your fingers up the center of his chest and stop at the top button. The button pops open with a practiced flick of your fingers.
"Tell me. Do you watch porn when you practice?" You ask. "No!" Jungkook whines. You smirk. "Then what do you think about?" His cheeks flush a little and he looks down to your hand smoothing down further. The second button goes just as easily. "I bet you thought about me didn't you? It's written all over your face. You could have easily thought of your girlfriends naked body but, you thought of me fully clothed getting you off in your pants." Jungkook blushes up to his ears.
"Be a dear and hand me that book will you?" The question is so jarring. Jungkook looks up and has to process what you asked. You're pointing to an old-looking leather bound book on the coffee table. "That one there."
Jungkook turns and hands it to you. He notices that something feels off about it. It doesn't feel solid and heavy like a book that thick should. You set it in your lap and look back to him. "Now be a good boy and take your bottoms off for me."
Jungkook feels a second round of whiplash. He doesn't move, only opens his mouth to ask about the book. "What's wrong? Got stage fright?" You tease. "No, just wh-" "Then do as your told." You interrupt and look at him pointedly.
The boy swallows and starts to undo his belt. He gets everything undone and realises there's no way he can get them off in this position. "Am I allowed to stand, your highness?" He quips. You narrow your eyes. "Don't you talk to me that way. You know how to address me properly."
If you didn't look so serious he would think you were teasing. He's ashamed to say he's a little frightened you'll tell him to leave. He's so weak for you. "Sorry Noona. May I stand?" Your face stays cold and serious. "No. For punishment you can just pull them down as far as they go and be uncomfortable."
He quickly follows your instructions. Pushes his pants and boxers down to his knees. It's just enough for his cock to be freed. Seeing it bare puts your earlier suspicions to rest. He's very well endowed. "Go ahead and show me your improvement."
The start is awkward for Jungkook. Sure he's kind of hard but how's he supposed to get in the mood with you just sitting there staring at him? He starts by running a shaking hand over his whole length then going into some light strokes. Once he starts a bit of a rhythm you reach for the book. With a pull on the sewn in bookmark the cover pops up a little. You open the lid and Jungkook now understands that it's a hollow book for storing things.
His curiosity gets the best of him and his hand has stopped. You give him a pointed look. "Nevermind what I'm doing. You just keep going." You stare at him until he gets back into his slow steady rhythm. There’s no pleasure in his touch now. Not when you’re watching him so intently and he’s so curious about what’s in the book.
Once you’re pleased enough with his actions you focus back on the book. “Since you thought about me while you practice, why don’t I give you something similar to look at.” Jungkook furrows his brow in confusion until you open the book. You pull out a massage wand just big enough to fit diagonally in the box. Beside it are a small stack of condoms and some lube.
The boys eyes go wide and his hand stops again. You tisk at this. “You’re really bad at listening today aren’t you?” Jungkook swallows hard but is still entranced by the toy in your hand. “I think you need a little punishment. Here put this on so you don’t make a mess.” With your other hand you toss a condom at his chest.
Jungkook tries to keep his hands from shaking as he fiddles with the little foil and rolls the rubber on. “Now I expect you to keep stroking yourself no matter what, until I tell you to stop or I’ll really have to punish you.”
The extra glide from the lubed surface of the condom finally makes this start to feel good for Jungkook. His brain goes on a tangent of how this could be a punishment. Where would you have let him finish before this? That train of thought is wiped as soon as the buzz from your toy starts up. It startles him a bit. His gaze snaps back to you.
At first you’re just holding the toy up, judging Jungkook’s initial reaction. His hand doesn’t stop this time so you get yourself comfortable. You bring the wand up to your neck and shoulders, using it for it’s more innocent purpose. You take your time giving your tense muscles a little massage.
Jungkook’s brain overthinks this too. Maybe you really do just use this as a body massager. Maybe his dirty mind automatically assumed it was for something else. No. Given the circumstances he’s sure it must be for other pleasures as well. You’re just teasing him as well. “I know how excited you get from massaging me. Does watching me do it give the same effect?” You tease. Yeah he’s sure you’re messing with him.
“I’d rather be giving it to you.” He quips. You smirk, pleased he can still play along. “Too bad you don’t deserve to. Your hands are quite talented.” From the corner of your eye you notice the stutter in Jungkook’s stroke. “I’ll just have to please myself until you learn some control.”
Without breaking eye contact you move the massager down to your breasts. You can barely feel it through your shirt and bra but it still feels nice. Jungkook’s eyes glance at your chest and come right back to your face. You smile. “You can look. That’s what I’m doing it for. I’m trying to make your practice as accurate as possible.” He looks back and forth between your breasts and your face before settling on the toy. He wishes he could see your breasts bare and jiggling from the vibrations. His cock twitches just from the thought.
You would love to take off your bra and get the full effect but that would be too much of a treat for the boy who doesn’t deserve it. Instead you turn the wand up one setting and take your time pressing it into any sore spots. You spend extra time on your nipples, feeling them peak into your bra. Jungkook won’t be able to see it through your clothes but, he does a fine job imagining it.
Once your breasts are nicely stimulated it’s time to move on. Jungkook watches intently as you move it down. You stop and rub it over the inside of your thighs. Goosebumps rise from how it tickles you. It takes a bit of readjusting but you keep moving down to massage your sore ankle. Jungkook doesn’t realize he huffs out a breath until you give him a questioning look.
After making sure that he’s still moving his hand you smirk and get back to your massage. The massager bumps a little too strong into the painful area. You wince and move it away quickly. “Careful, Noona.” Jungkook says softly, still not stopping his strokes. He’s looking much less fazed. That’s your cue to move on.
You bring the toy back up between your thighs and right to your center. There’s not much feeling through your tight skirt and underwear. You can just barely get it over the top of your slit. That’s just not going to do. You press your hardest for a minute or so, more to tease Jungkook. You give him a quick glance to make sure he’s watching you. His eyes are glued to the toy.
He gives the smallest whine when you click off the massager and set it down beside you. “Don’t you worry baby.” You chuckle. He’d be more upset at your teasing if he weren’t so drawn in by your fingertips pulling up the hem of your skirt. You stop just before the end of your butt and bring your hands under the fabric. With a little wiggling you adjust your panties to be more flush with your clit.
It’s not what Jungkook was hoping for, but once you turn the toy back on and tuck it underneath your skirt, he drops his disappointment. You hum at finally getting the vibrations right where you want them. One hand holds the toy handle and the other keeps your skirt in place.
You let your head fall back on the pillow behind you and close your eyes. It lets you concentrate on the feelings and sounds. You keep your ears perked to Jungkook’s sounds. His slightly uneven breathing, the slick slide of his hand over the rubber in an even rhythm, and the slight hum of your toy. They make it easy to lose yourself in the moment.
Jungkook doesn’t have to know that you’re imagining him using a vibe on himself. You’ll definitely have to add that when he gets better stamina. Well that is if you continue to do this, but you won’t. You can only imagine what you’d do to him if this became a regular thing but it won’t, it can’t. The wrongness of these encounters turns you on much more than it should. It’s dangerous how easily this man breaks your resolve.
Your clit throbs and without thinking you let out a small moan. Jungkook sucks in a breath and moans with you. Ready to scold him, you open your eyes to look at him. You’re caught off guard but how hot he looks. He’s flicking his wrist in earnest, the veins in his forearm standing out against his skin. Even his biceps are stretching the rolled up sleeves of his button down. What really throws you off is his intense stare. Knowing that he’s watching your face makes your cheeks redden. It’s difficult but you manage to keep eye contact with him.
“Are you close?” You try to keep your voice strong. “I could be. What about you?” Jungkook answers nearly as straight. You click your tongue at his attitude. “I could be.” You throw right back at him. “Noona, let me fuck you. It would be so much better for both of us.” Jungkook offers all too easily. You hate the shiver you get. It’s an incredibly tempting offer but that’s a line you do not want to cross with him. “I don’t think you deserve to touch me. Besides that’s not what this training is about.” You reply. “Isn’t it though? I thought the final point was that I could please a girl before finishing myself?” He argues. You hate that he makes a good point. “Such a brat. You definitely don’t deserve it. Just for that I want you to go faster. I think you’ve been holding back a little too much.” You command.
Jungkook wants to fight back but he knows he can’t. You’ll send him home still hard without feeling a bit of remorse. He obeys and moves his hand faster. A groan slips past his lips when you follow along and click the massager up one level. You move it down over your entrance a bit feeling how wet you’ve gotten. It brings up how empty you feel. It would be perfect if you had another toy to fill you up. Too bad you’ll have to do for now with bringing the vibe back to your clit. The increased speed brings you close much faster. You can tell it’s got the same effect on Jungkook. His breathing is heavy and stuttering. Every so often his strokes lose rhythm and he’s fighting not to moan or stop. He pulls his bottom lip between his teeth and furrows his brow.
“Don’t bite your lip. I want to hear you.” You tell him. He releases his lip with a soft moan. He’s afraid he’ll be crossing a line but this may be a chance to push you over the edge. “Fuck, Noona. I’m so close. You look so hot. I bet you’re so wet right now. Wish I could feel you.” Jungkook moans. His plan works. His words push you right before your peak. You hold long enough to let him off. “You bad boy. I’m close. Go ahead and finish with me.” You pant out and let yourself go. That familiar wave of warmth washes over you, enhanced greatly by the long moans Jungkook lets out as he spills into the condom.
The both of you take your time to come down from your highs. Out of spite and embarrassment you turn your arm to push the massager right to the sensitive tip of Jungkook’s cock. He shouts and tries to roll his hips away. “Sit still.” You scold. It’s difficult but he holds his cock up to the toy. He’s never felt anything like it. In no time he feels a second wave of cum spurting out in the longest orgasm he’s ever had. You’d really planned to push him through overstimulation to a second orgasm but the sound of your phone ringing surprises you both.
Instantly you click off the toy and grab the device. You look at the screen briefly before answering. “Hello?” “Y/N dear did I wake you?” Minwoo’s voice comes over the line. “No I’m still awake.” You answer and look at Jungkook. He’s still panting but sits pretty in position. “Good. Are you okay? Do you need my help? I’m almost home.” “Yes. I’d like some help getting ready for bed if you don’t mind.” Jungkook’s eyes widen in disbelief. There’s no way you just told Minwoo to come over. He starts to shift his weight to stand but you throw him a stern look and point for him to stay still. He must be crazy to obey. “Sure darling. I’ll be there in about 10 minutes.” Minwoo replies. “Sounds good. See you soon.” With that you both hang up.
“Sorry but it’s time to say goodnight. Go ahead and get yourself cleaned up.” You tell Jungkook. He sits there for a moment just in shock still of how you can break this off so easily. If he weren’t terrified of his boss finding him here like this he might have stayed and given you a piece of his mind. Or at least that’s what he tells himself. He feels pathetic, slowly getting to his feet, pulling off the filled condom, and wrapping it in a few tissues from the coffee table. He quickly gets himself cleaned up and redressed.
“You did pretty good. I can tell you’ve practiced. Keep it up.” Your praise is annoyingly good to hear. He doesn’t bother to acknowledge it. He only double checks his pockets for his phone and wallet. “See you Monday, Secretary. I hope you heal quickly.” He bows coldly and lets himself out. You think to yourself that this is exactly why you can keep playing with the boy. He’s smart enough to know his place. So many others would have tried to stay and fight about this or purposely waited for Minwoo to make an argument.
Not long after your doorbell rings and Minwoo is putting in the code to open your door. He kicks off his shoes and comes right over to you. “Hello pretty. Doing okay? What happened?” He shuffles the ice pack that you had tossed back on. “I’ll be fine. Just some stupid drunk pushed me off the side walk and made me twist my ankle.” Minwoo gently brushes over the still swollen skin.
“How did you get home?” “Jeon Jungkook carried me here.” Minwoo looks at you with a smirk and a raised eyebrow. “Oh he did? That was very kind of him. I really owe him a dinner now.” You hum. “I suppose so. The others offered him up since he’s the only one who could carry me so far.”
“Still it was such a gentlemanly thing for him to do. I’ll have to thank him for taking care of the most important person in the company.” You smile and nod in response. Minwoo could very well be hinting at taking care of you in another way. “He was very attentive until I sent him home.”
“Well let’s get you up to the bedroom first. How does that sound?” “That would be nice.” Minwoo has you hold the ice pack. He comes to the side and puts his arms under you. In one smooth lift he picks you up to his chest and you wrap your arms around his neck. You feel much more at home in this pair of strong arms. The two of you share a smile while he carries you to the bedroom.
With steady careful moves he sets you on the edge of the bed. “Let’s get these work clothes off you first. You start on your blouse and I’ll help you with your skirt.” He reaches his hands around you to unzip it and you try your best to lift your hips for him to pull it off. You pull off your blouse and reach around to unhook your bra. Minwoo starts to slowly pull your panties down your hips but stops when he notices how soaked they are in the center. The wet fabric sticks completely to your core and he pushes a finger right at your entrance. You jump in surprise.
“My, my. What’s got you so wet like this darling?” He asks running his finger up and down. “I’m sorry. I was bad and played with myself while I was waiting for you.” You answer coyly. Minwoo usually has no problem with you pleasuring yourself unless he’s specifically told you not to. He looks you right in the eye as though trying to read if there’s more to it. “You must’ve been needy if you couldn’t wait for me.” “To be fair it started as a regular massage for my ankle.” That makes Minwoo laugh.
“Can’t help yourself can you? Naughty girl. Do you think you should get a punishment?” He asks. Your eyes widen a little. There’s that hidden meaning hanging in the air again, like he knows you’ve been bad. You nod slowly. “Well since you’ve already had your fun, how about if you let me get off and you don’t. I think that sounds fair don’t you?” You pout but still nod. “Yes, sir. I think that’s fair.”
Minwoo starts unbuttoning his own shirt quickly and undoing his belt. “Be a good girl and take those off for me.” He nods toward the panties still clinging to you. By the time you’ve carefully got them off he’s already stripped bare. He comes close and pulls your hips right to the edge of the bed.
With a gentle touch he lifts both your legs. “You need to keep your foot elevated. Can you hold your legs for me?” You follow his direction, tucking your hands behind your knees to hold them. His hands run back down the inside of your thighs right to their apex then slip off. In one swift motion he brings his right hand back up to smack over your clit. You jolt in surprise.
He watches just to be sure you stay in position before swatting his hand at you again. He gives a few more in quick succession a bit harder than the others. “Can you hear how wet you still are?” He asks rubbing his fingers to soothe the sting of the smacks then right down the middle. “Yes, sir.” You can clearly hear the wet sounds of his fingers.
“You’re only wet like this for me, right?” He asks and immediately pushes two fingers into your entrance. You moan out a yes. “That’s right it is.” Yes is what he wants to hear, but he knows it’s not the truth. You know he knows. You’re not sure how, but he does. So when he pulls his fingers out and gives your clit four more smacks you can’t complain. You both know you deserve it.
His touch disappears altogether but is soon replaced. With it gripped in his hand, he rubs the end of his cock over your slick cunt. “Be a good girl now and let me take what’s mine. Don’t you dare cum.” He commands lowly, teasing at your entrance. He waits for your reply of ‘yes, sir’ before pushing in.
He doesn’t give you time to enjoy the first feeling but does start slow. He takes his time stroking in and out slowly, fully enjoying your heat wrapped around him. You spread your legs a little wider to make room for him to lean forward. He breaths over one of your perked nipples but never actually touches. Only teases the touches your wish you could get.
Gradually he picks up the pace. He angles the thrust to hit just where it’s best for you every few times on purpose. Just enough to get you riled up. His lips ghost higher to just below your ear. “You’re lucky I’m too tired tonight for toys. I feel like I ought to leave you strapped to your vibrator for a while. Not sure why I get the feeling you deserve it.” He growls. You’re not sure what to say. He continues on in your silence.
“Maybe I’m just paranoid because you were alone again with that young intern? He’s such a nice young man. It’s a shame he’s taken such a liking to you.” You feel like he really means that. Jungkook is a good worker after all. “Do you wish this were him fucking you to bed? Hm?” “No. Of course not. Only you can touch me. I sent him away.” You pant.
Minwoo has it in mind to ask if you sent him away before or after you had your fun with him but he doesn’t. You could have very easily told him not to come tonight and besides your panties being wet you seemed untouched. “Yes you did. Good girl.” He kisses your neck softly then stands back up straight.
He replaces his hands for your on your legs. “You can touch yourself if you want as a reward, but you still can’t cum.” He offers. It’s a double edged sword. You know he actually means for you to touch yourself in some way to make this more difficult. As a middle ground you decide to play with your breasts.
Minwoo smirks and starts really pounding into in earnest. He’s hitting your spot more and more often and it’s driving you crazy. You try to get the most and the least pleasure out of playing with your nipples. It feels like forever before Minwoo’s thrusts start to falter. All of a sudden he pulls out completely and jacks himself off to completion all over your stomach. Your pussy throbs from the loss. To make it worse, Minwoo leaves the last bit of cum on the tip and rubs it into your clit.
He watches you squirm and moan. He’s got you right on the edge and pushing. Just when you think you might not hold it, he pulls away. It takes a ton of will power not to close your legs and rub them together. Your walls are fluttering in anticipation and tears are coming to your eyes in frustration. By the time you finally start to settle, Minwoo comes to wipe the cooling cum off of your stomach.
“You did good.” He kisses your forehead. It’s a poor consolation but you’re a good girl. You don’t whine or pout. You’re getting just what you deserve. “Let’s get you washed up for bed. Think you can handle that?” Minwoo asks getting ready to pick you up from the bed. “Yeah, especially if you wash me.” You flutter your lashes at him and he smiles. “Sure. I can do that.”
-E.최