⚠️⚠️ WARNING ⚠️⚠️: Sub-Con, Toxic, 18+ , Mature, read at your own risk, smut
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You hated him.
Hikaru Hitachiin, co-chairman of the company you worked for.
It was supposed to be you in that seat with Kaoru, not Hikaru. It was you and Kaoru who spent endless nights revising and discussing proposals. It was you and Kaoru who worked your way from the bottom of Mr. Hitachiin’s company to get into the line of directors. It was you and Kaoru, yet in the end it was the bloodline and connections that won. The former chairman chose Kaoru and Hikaru, instead of you. It made sense, but was unfair. He barely managed to graduate college, couldn't make decisions without Kaoru, and had tantrums every ten minutes.
Hikaru hated you too.
He hated how you went against every word that came out of his mouth. He hated the jeers you sneaked under your breath when he passed by, the way your eyes bored holes into his head while he spoke, the way he stumbled over his words only around you, he hated the tight skirts you wore that barely passed over your underwear, the way your low blouses exposed your breasts everytime you bent over, he hated how whenever he was fucking someone it would be you he was thinking of. He hated you.
When they announced the employees who would be traveling to the Paris conference, you were ecstatic. You knew you would be on the list, and of course the CEO would be going too. It had been awhile since you and Kaoru had traveled anywhere since he became CEO and you got promoted. You two used to eat lunch together everyday and now you could only see each other once a month outside of work.
Imagine how shocked you were when you found out Hikaru would be going instead. It was utter nonsense, and highly unfair.
The conference was a mess. You had to save Hikaru five times throughout the whole thing. You didn’t deem it a difficult task, all he had to do was give a speech. When no sponsors had approached your company by the end of the night, you were furious. You wanted to claw Hikaru's eyes out as soon as the event ended, so here you were, in his hotel room, pouring out all of your pent-up anger.
"Who fires their secretary and their publicist the week before a conference?! Why didn’t you tell anyone? You could have at least had someone review your speech!"
Hikaru was barely listening, a glass of wine in his hands, and his eyes trained on the skin tight dress you were wearing.
"Are you even listening?"
You ran a hand through your hair frustratingly, then leaned on the table scrolling through your phone. The pose made your breasts spill out of your tiny dress. The view caused a tent in Hikaru’s pants. He clenched tighter on the wine glass in his hand.
“Whatever, of course you don’t care. I’m calling Kaoru.”
Kaoru immediately picked up, “Hello-”
It happened in seconds. The sound of glass breaking was first, then the phone in your hand was violently thrown, and before you knew it your hands were pinned up against the wall and Hikaru was breathing down your neck, his knee in between your legs.
Your mind went blank.
Hikaru began making a trail of kisses down your neck then up to your lips. His knee massaged your crotch and you let out a shocked squeal. He was drunk, and so were you. You could taste the liquor on his lips and on his tongue. He groped your breasts and outlined the rest of your plump body with his hand. His touches became rougher and his kisses sloppier. This wasn’t right, but it sure did feel good. When was the last time you had sex? Graduation night? You couldn’t remember.
Your hands willingly found their way to Hiakru’s tent and he let out an erotic groan.
Hikaru had imagined this day from the moment he met you. You were perfect. From the way you smiled, to the way you pouted in frustration when things weren't going in your favor, or when your eyes fluttered a little whenever you were startled. He had imagined how you would look underneath him, how you would look above him, and the face you would make when he came into you, but you liked Kaoru. He knew.
Loud moans spilled out of your mouth. Hikaru had slid his face down in between your legs. He injected two fingers inside of you while his tongue played with your clit. Every lick sent you overboard. When he removed his mouth from your entrance and inserted a third finger in, a mewled whine escaped your mouth.
He detached his mouth from your dripping pussy and inhaled your scent.
"Don't have anything to say now, do you?” he murmured
He began to pump harder.
"I’m going to fuck the brat of you. That'll teach you your place."
You clutched onto his wrist moving him deeper. Hikaru quickened his pace. All you could think about was reaching your high. You were almost there.
“Who’s making you feel this good, hm?”
You didn’t answer, not wanting to give him any power. Hikaru abruptly pulled out his fingers causing you to clench around nothing.
“What the hell Hikaru?!” you asked your tone laced in anger
Hikaru didn’t respond, instead he pushed you onto the bed, ass up. A loud and hard spank made you yelp. He repeated five more times. Each of your screams were so pretty. Hikaru could listen to them all day if you'd let him.
He pulled your hair and growled into your ear “I said who was making you feel this good?"
“You are,” you said quietly.
“Say my name, baby girl.” His voice was now softer, it sounded like he was pleading almost.
“Hikaru.”
Hikaru turned your body over gently so you could lay on your back. His hands ran over your throbbing opening and you squirmed at his touch.
“Can I put my cock inside you?”
The question came out so blunt you almost laughed.
You nodded your head, “Yes.”
You sat up and unzipped his pants. It sprung out and you bit back the urge to put it in your mouth. That would be for another time. You looked up into Hikaru’s eyes while pumping his dick to get it ready to be put inside you. You purposefully stroked long and slow which evidently angered and turned him on at the same time.
“Y/N,” he warned breathlessly.
When his cock entered you, it was more painful than pleasurable. After adjusting, and a few thrusts, Hikaru built a steady pleasuring rhythm. It was dirty; the sound of skin slapping against each other mixed with the sound of your moans.
Hikaru was mumbling and whimpering into your neck “so tight… so good… Ah!”
He was reaching his climax and so were you.
The pace quickened and you gasped at the inhumane speed he was going. His hands were messily rubbing your clit while his cock pumped faster and faster in you. Your hands were clenching the bedsheets as you moaned and grinded. You felt the muscles in his cock twitch inside you and a web of white liquid exploded as you reached your climax. He let out a long and loud groan before helping you ride your high as you heaved your chest up and down.
You smiled as he collapsed on top of you, his cock still inside. He clasped his hands into yours peppering kisses on your jawline.
“Y/N?” he said.
“Hmm?” you moaned.
“Did you ever end that call with Kaoru?”
Your eyes widened in shock as you sharply turned your head over to the phone on the floor.
Kaoru had been listening the whole time.
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First post. Thanks for reading it this far :)
EDIT: If you notice it's different, yes I edited it.
