Secretary Treatment: The Sequel
((Dear Prideshippers. I present to y'all the second part of Secretary Treatment! Hope ya enjoy it! 😄))
On this quotidious morning, or perhaps, a busy afternoon here in Kaiba Corporation where the prodigal Duel Monsters connoisseur Seto Kaiba lingers secludedly in the upper superior office occupying himself with restless conglomerate duties followed by future projects that involved about a grandest new type of Duel Disk routine that will proliferate greatly within the stocking market, lacking any pitiful breaks nor measly distractions to slow him down whatsoever when it comes to remaining as the number one businessman of Domino City, Japan.
Skipping upon keyboard toward another of his laptop with sheer swiftness, aiming his concentrative gaze at the screen without directing his deadly arctic pupils from it to waste no time onto something abysmal, then most importantly, he will later retreat home to have an entire nightly "business discussion" with a certain Egyptian stud as well as lover, Atem Sennen, in absolute privacy. Speaking of the King of Games, the KC alpha's phone began to vibrate from inside his smooth onyx leather pants.
Pausing his work reluctantly to yank it out from his pocket, opening the communicative device in style as the screen beholds a notification due to the buzzing noise. Making it quick so he can resume to his important priority, Kaiba activates the notify icon atop of his screening phone using a tap of his lengthen finger. Hopefully it didn't came from an incompetent employee who would be idiotically tardy nor a rambling third rate duelist wielding a fourth rate deck such a Joey Wheeler.
Until thankfully, it was neither of the both. As the stern brunette proceeds to the unread notifying message, pressing onto it, and finally.... A surprising picture of a beautiful Pharaoh adorning his secretary outfit with an exception of his buttoned shirt alternated from knotted crop top to unveiling his flashful caramel body soaking within the heavenly light of the sun beaming from the mansion window while taking a seductive selfie of himself seating on the massive mattress by his knees as well as circling his lips naughtily in a seductive expression.
The rising flush infiltrated the CEO's hardened face alongside his eyes lifting his lids slowly into complete shock, obscuring his mouth with the veined hand during an observation of this kinky photo about Atem posing sexually for his conglomerate partner.
Disregarding the computer teemed in projects, his true objective today, is to ogle at this majestic picture before him featuring the other hand descending underneath his scratchless table to wholly grope onto his clothed private part to inaugurate a different project.