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Robert Robertson x Boss Reader

Hey... I know its been a while since I said I was gonna make this fic... cough cough, nearly 5 months, cough cough... But I finally got done with it!

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“Mm… Just keep doing that,” Robert gasped inwards, trying to stifle the sounds he’s making.

You were riding him with a steady pace, your soft hands caressing his neck as you went up and down on your office chair. Not too fast, not too slow, it was just right. You kissed the stubble and small scars on his jaw, leaving your brown lip liner and gloss smudged on his face. His hand caressed your dark brown, almost black curls and his other hand trailed over your side and to your wide hips, firmly yet softly massaging your ass. You ground into his cock with firmness, earning a grunt and a strained whimper from Robert.

“Quiet, hon… Don’t want you to be too loud for the night shift. Be-being loud is for my place, m’kay?” You whispered sweetly into his ear, covering his mouth with your pointer and middle finger.

“Yes— yes, shit— yes, Ma’am.” He gritted out, shutting his eyes close and buried his face into your full breasts as your tempo steadily speeds up. He lets out a soft hiss once more against the soft skin of your chest.

“Is this good, Robby? Or am I going too fast for you?” You teased, your own voice getting breathless, brushing the back of his brown hair. He couldn’t even answer at this point, already to the brink of his edge.

“Tch’… Your… such a—fuck— a fucking tease,” he reached up to undo a few top buttons of your black, fitted blouse, revealing more of your lacy, black, push up bra.

He groans and buries himself in your cleavage. His pants and boxers were pulled down to his knees and his shirt was discarded as you still wore your clothes, your blouse unbuttoned and drooled over, a black pencil skirt that was pushed up to your knees, tights were torn at the apex of the thighs, and black heels that were barely hanging on.

“M’so close—“ he rasped, thrusting his hips up to meet your steady up and down movement. You let out a shaky whimper, his mushroom shaped tip grazing your G-spot. His balls grew tight and achy.

“Ri—Right there, Robby. You’re so close—“ You started before he abruptly stood up, you were still on his nice shaft as he held you from your ass.

He pinned you to your desk effortlessly, your curvy legs wrapped around his hips and waist as he took control, going into a nice, quick but steady speed. You felt even more heat pool into your lower stomach as you held onto him tighter and tried to suppress your own noises. He usually just sat there while you did your thing, so this was a surprise. There was a soft clapping sound from the dark, sweaty skin of the back of your thighs meeting the drenched pale skin of the front of his thighs. Your eyes went back with each deep thrust he did, you weren’t used to this predicament.

“Robert—!” You moaned. He covered your mouth with his hand, whispering gruffly in your ear as he spread your legs wider for a better angle, putting one of your ankles on his shoulder.

“Shh… quiet, hon. Wouldn’t want to have the night shift overhear, hm?”

He teased with a trembling smirk and groped one of your full breasts, circling the pebbled nipples from underneath your bra with one of his finger pads and tweaked the tip between his pointer finger and thumb.

You moaned against his hand softly, tears pricking at the edges of your eyes from stimulation. You pried his hand off your mouth for a few seconds, “Fuck— you know t-their sensitive…”

“I wish you weren’t cooped up in your office all day. I want to see you. See this shirt tight against your tits–”

You managed to roll your eyes at him and his pervertedness, “We—Well it’s too obnoxious out there just for you to stare and lay off of work.”

He huffed softly against your mouth, “Worth a try…” he said before kissing you to muffle the moans that were going to come from you as he double stimulated you.

He ducked his head down and entrapped one of your nipples into his mouth, circling the brown peak with his tongue. Your nails dug into his head as he quickened, trying to make you come so he can too.

“Babe… I want you to cum… for me. You always wait before I’m done…” He whispered in your ear, knowing how much you like his usual tired yet sarcastic voice, so soft and desperate.

He got you situated on the desk before pulling out, knowing that his cock isn’t doing anything right now.

“Where are you going—“ you whined against his hand before two fingers pressed against your slit.

You squirmed and your thighs trembled, trying to press them together but too weak to do so.

“I’m trying something new.” He replied, then sinking down to his knees and burying his face in your wet, soaking heat. You whimpered and trembled. You've never experienced this before either.

“I wish you would’ve— told me you were going to do all these things today. I would’ve waited ‘till we got home.” You whined, all fake mad and annoyed.

You felt him smirk against your pussy, his thumb moving in tight ascending circles against your clit. That’s when you feel the unfamiliar feeling of the heat that always stayed in your stomach started to feel like water draining from a pipe. A gasp that started out loud until Robert covered your mouth once more tore through your mouth as you started to sob against his palm. He let out a gasp of his own as his lower face got soaked.

“So good. Such a good girl. You finally– you finally did it.” He rasped, drinking up the wetness.

You stared up at the ceiling as you rode out your high, your head spinning. You wiped the drool from your mouth as you looked down at him as he was still on the ground on his knees. He was pumping up and down on his cock, wanting release but not wanting to overwhelm you too much.

“I’m good, hon. I… got it from here.” He gritted out, voice breathless.

You shook your head and went off the desk and to his level, pulling your hair back into a bun and swiftly replacing his hands with your warm mouth instead. He groaned lowly, hands going to hold and guide your head up and down.

“You're doing… ugh– so good. Keep going,” A whimper slipped out of him.

You were taking all 7 inches of his cock, hitting more than the back of your throat. In 3 minutes flat, he released it in your mouth, teeth clenched as he tried to suppress his moan. You pulled away and swallowed it like it was no big deal. The texture and taste was thin yet tangy.

“That was… huff… something, yeah?” He dryly chuckled, trying to catch his breath.

You nodded and stood up, immediately leaning against your desk, fixing your clothes with trembling hands. You sighed at the ripped area on your tights.

“You ripped my clothing again. You owe me new ones.” You scolded him and helped him up.

He chuckled, a bit smug, “You can’t blame me when you look like that…” He buckled up his pants and fixed his situation.

“Same time tomorrow, Robertson?”

“You know it–” He got cut off by the door opening and slamming shut by itself. You both stood still as realization dawned on you two.

“Was that…” You started, voice trailing off.

“Yup. Invisigal." He said in disdain, rubbing his hand over his face.

“Shit” You two say at the same time.

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