Office Work
Title: Office Work
Chapter: Oneshot
Author: socialriotbitch
Pairing: ReitaxAoi
Genre: PWP
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: MxM, sex, oral, prostitution, slight humiliation I guess?
Summary: Another day another dollar.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Comment: This is a little later than I promised, I know, but I got caught up with something, sorry. Ignore the title.
Aoi looked up at the huge building, double-checking the address on his paper to make sure he had gotten it right. Sure enough, this was the right company. Entering the busy lobby, people were running around in all directions as if their asses were on fire, but he walked right up to the desk, tapping his fingers on it to get the attention of the girl sitting behind it. She looked up from her computer, adjusting her glasses and giving him a smile as fake as her nails. “Good day, sir, how may I help you?”
“I'm looking for someone named...” he fished the note back out of his pocket and glanced at it. “Reita. Where is his office?”
“Certainly, sir.” She fixed her eyes back at the screen, typing something quickly before she smiled up at Aoi again. “Sixth floor, go left, and then it's the second door on the right.” Aoi thanked her and bowed his head, heading towards the elevators. This was a perfectly normal day for him, working as a callboy meant you had to go to several buildings and companies, meet all kinds of people and suck them off. Not that he minded, he always preferred this kind of job to the regular nine-to-five deal. Besides, that required an education, something which Aoi didn't have. Luckily for him, he didn't mind letting wealthy men in suits fuck him. It was well-paid, and he would have lied if he claimed that he didn't enjoy it.
He knocked on the door, opening it without waiting for an answer. The room was a messy office, nothing he hadn't seen before, rows of folders and papers on every wall possible, and a desk right in the middle. Behind the desk sat a surprisingly young man, rather handsome and with dyed blonde hair. “Are you Reita?”
The man nodded, gathering his papers and putting them aside, cleaning the surface of anything that could get in the way. “And I suppose you're Aoi?” Aoi nodded in confirmation, and Reita checked a clock that was hanging on the wall above the door. “You're five minutes early.”
“I'm sorry, want me to go wait in the lobby?”
“No, it's okay, but I'm not paying extra.” Reita grinned, and Aoi gave him a cheeky smile, walking over to Reita's chair. Reita span around to face Aoi, grabbing his belt loops and pulling him closer, squeezing his ass firmly. “What's the matter, you look surprised. Am I not what you expected?”
“I meet a lot of men in my line of work, but most of them are over forty and married.” Aoi started slowly unbuttoning his shirt, exposing his pale chest and making sure Reita's eyes were focused on his fingers. “You're the most attractive guy I've ever worked with. With all due respect, you don't look like the type who needs to pay to get laid.”
“I don't have a wife because I'm not going to hide in some closet, afraid of what my family or friends are going to think if I don't get a family. I don't have time to go to bars and try to pick up some one night stand, besides, why bother when I have enough money to buy people who are actually skilled?” Aoi's fingers deftly undid the last of his buttons, and he shrugged his shirt off, letting it fall to the floor. Reita ran his tongue along Aoi's abdomen up to his chest, circling one nipple before biting it harshly.
Aoi cried out in surprise, instinctively grabbing Reita's hair and pulling on it, making Reita smirk against his skin. He bit down again, sucking the bud to full hardness while Aoi whimpered above him. He stood up from his chair and grabbed Aoi's chin, mashing their lips together. His tongue was prodding at Aoi's lips within seconds, parting them easily and snaking its way inside the wet cavern of Aoi's mouth.
Reita was a good kisser, Aoi thought, wrapping his arms around his neck and kissing him back with hungry passion. He couldn't remember the last time he was just as eager as his customer, if not more, and he wanted to enjoy this as much as he could. His lower lip was sucked into Reita's mouth, and he nibbled and licked it until it was bruised and sore and they had to part for air, both of them panting heavily. Aoi was the first to break the silence. “Shit.”
“How rough can you take it?” Reita's husky voice hit Aoi's eardrums like a drug, and he groaned at the sound. Reita lifted Aoi's chin and bit the skin on his neck, sucking hard, and Aoi couldn't find it in him to be mad for the inevitable hickey. “I don't think I can hold myself back if you're going to be that pretty and fuckable for the rest of the evening.”
Chuckling deeply and clawing at the back of Reita's head, Aoi sighed as Reita kissed his way down his neck to his collarbone. “Don't be gentle.” He was already out of breath, and Reita pulled back to grin at him, pushing him down by his shoulders. Aoi took the hint and knelt in front of him, licking his lips as Reita opened the front of his trousers. He pulled his dick out and grabbed a handful of Aoi's hair, pulling his face closer and slapping his dick against his cheek, running the tip from his jaw to his lips.
“Open your filthy mouth.” He shoved his cock past Aoi's lips, pushing on the back of his head until his mouth was filled. Aoi hummed and sucked on the heated flesh, feeling it grow and strain against his already bruised lips. He pulled back slightly so he could curl his tongue, running it along the underside of Reita's dick and taking pride in the pleasured sounds he could coax from him. He sucked hard on the head, working his tongue at the same time and swallowing the salty precum that leaked from the tip.
A soft sound of surprise left Aoi as Reita pulled hard on his hair, holding his head still as he started thrusting in and out of his mouth, making it clear that he was the one setting the pace. Aoi sucked as best he could, slurping loudly as saliva dribbled down his chin. Reita was panting hard, and his voice was strained. “You better fucking swallow it all, hear me?” Aoi nodded, grabbing Reita's hips and pulling him closer, taking his cock as deep as he could. Reita came with a moan, his dick pulsing inside Aoi's mouth as he filled him with hot cum, Aoi swallowing fast and milking him for every last drop.
Reita crouched down and forced his tongue past Aoi's lips, tasting his cum and Aoi's saliva as he kissed him messily. He straightened up and slapped Aoi's cheek playfully, grinning down at him. “You look like you enjoyed that. You love it, don't you? You love sucking cock. On your knees, getting your hair pulled and your face fucked?” Aoi was finding it too hard to breathe to be able to answer properly, making Reita laugh. “Trousers off.”
Aoi got up on wobbly legs, stripping off the rest of his clothes and moaning when Reita grabbed his aching dick, stroking it slowly. He turned around and leaned over the desk, giving Reita a sultry look over his shoulder and wiggling his hips invitingly, squeaking when Reita slapped his ass.
Reita sucked on his fingers, coating them in saliva and pushing two inside Aoi's ass. He grinned at Aoi's desperate mewls, thrusting and twisting his fingers inside him, adding a third and pumping them in and out at a fast pace. With a brief brush against Aoi's prostate he pulled his fingers out and wiped them on his ass, opening one of his drawers and grabbed a condom, tearing the foil and rolling it on his slowly hardening dick. He draped himself over Aoi's back, rubbing his cock along Aoi's cleft while he regained his breath.
“I don't usually get hard this fast after coming, but you're goddamn irresistible.” Aoi moaned at the words and pushed his hips back, pearly drops of precum forming on the head of his dick, which Reita smeared with his thumb. “Tell me, do you let a lot of guys fuck you like this, Aoi? Do you bend over a lot, in offices, elevators, taking disgusting, old men in your ass, being told what a cock-hungry little slut you are, how tight your wet little hole is?”
“Shut up and fuck me,” Aoi groaned, gasping when Reita pushed his dick slowly into his ass, stretching him painfully despite the prep. Reita was big, and Aoi writhed and moaned in a mic of pain and pleasure, far too horny to form any coherent thought.
Pulling back, Reita snapped his hips forward and buried himself in Aoi's ass, starting up a fast pace. He couldn't stop himself from ravaging Aoi's hole, fucking him hard enough that he slammed against the desk with each thrust, moaning and gasping underneath him. “I can feel you clenching around me, wanting me deeper. You're such a hungry little cockslut, aren't you? Can't get enough.” Reita started jerking Aoi's dick in time with his thrusts, scraping his nails along the ridges and adding little sparks of pain to the rough fucking Aoi was already getting.
A few more thrusts was all it took, Aoi crying out and spattering his come all over Reita's desk, hips jerking in the aftershock. “Shit, I'm gonna cum,” Reita groaned, feeling Aoi's ass tighten around him, and he rode out his orgasm while low moans spilled from his lips.
They took a couple of seconds to even their breathing, Reita throwing the used condom away and starting to clean the come off his desk. Aoi pulled his clothes back on, leaving his shirt open. It was hot enough in the room without it. “You're not concerned your coworkers might have heard us?”
“Let them.” Reita fixed his belt and pulled Aoi into a heated kiss, tangling their tongues sensually and nipping at Aoi's lower lip. “I'm good at my job and never late. They can't afford to let the competition have me.” He flashed a cocky grin and sat down in his chair, running a hand through his hair and looking Aoi up and down. “Are you single?”
Aoi furrowed his brows, giving Reita a questioning look, but his face was unreadable. “Living on my own in a tiny apartment not too far away, why?”
“Move in with me.” Reita pulled Aoi into his lap, groping his ass and licking his nipple. “Call me crazy or something, but I can't be the only one who felt that chemistry. I don't know what it was, but you're the best fuck I've ever had, and I need to have you again. Don't worry about money, I'll be your sugar daddy.”
Aoi considered it for a moment, before smiling widely and kissing Reita's nose. “I'd love to.”
“Great.” Reita slapped Aoi's ass and nudged him, making him stand. “Go home and pack your toothbrush, we'll handle the rest in a couple of days, if you're still sure about it.” He fumbled around in his drawer before he found a card, handing it to Aoi along with his payment. “Call me around six, I'll take you out and we'll discuss things more properly over dinner, okay?”
“Okay.” Aoi smiled and left the office with a small wave, his heart pounding like crazy as he practically ran to the elevator. He felt giddy like a schoolgirl, and his mind already started swimming with thoughts of what he should wear. For the first time in his life, Aoi could truly say he was in love, and he couldn't wait to move in.
A/N: I feel like the ending was rushed. Also, it's a lot like the last oneshot I posted, but that was unintentional. They were actually written with around half a year between each. Oh well, I'm going to sleep. Meeting dawnoflotus and a couple others tomorrow, can't wait!
Chapter: Oneshot
Author: socialriotbitch
Pairing: ReitaxAoi
Genre: PWP
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: MxM, sex, oral, prostitution, slight humiliation I guess?
Summary: Another day another dollar.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Comment: This is a little later than I promised, I know, but I got caught up with something, sorry. Ignore the title.
Aoi looked up at the huge building, double-checking the address on his paper to make sure he had gotten it right. Sure enough, this was the right company. Entering the busy lobby, people were running around in all directions as if their asses were on fire, but he walked right up to the desk, tapping his fingers on it to get the attention of the girl sitting behind it. She looked up from her computer, adjusting her glasses and giving him a smile as fake as her nails. “Good day, sir, how may I help you?”
“I'm looking for someone named...” he fished the note back out of his pocket and glanced at it. “Reita. Where is his office?”
“Certainly, sir.” She fixed her eyes back at the screen, typing something quickly before she smiled up at Aoi again. “Sixth floor, go left, and then it's the second door on the right.” Aoi thanked her and bowed his head, heading towards the elevators. This was a perfectly normal day for him, working as a callboy meant you had to go to several buildings and companies, meet all kinds of people and suck them off. Not that he minded, he always preferred this kind of job to the regular nine-to-five deal. Besides, that required an education, something which Aoi didn't have. Luckily for him, he didn't mind letting wealthy men in suits fuck him. It was well-paid, and he would have lied if he claimed that he didn't enjoy it.
He knocked on the door, opening it without waiting for an answer. The room was a messy office, nothing he hadn't seen before, rows of folders and papers on every wall possible, and a desk right in the middle. Behind the desk sat a surprisingly young man, rather handsome and with dyed blonde hair. “Are you Reita?”
The man nodded, gathering his papers and putting them aside, cleaning the surface of anything that could get in the way. “And I suppose you're Aoi?” Aoi nodded in confirmation, and Reita checked a clock that was hanging on the wall above the door. “You're five minutes early.”
“I'm sorry, want me to go wait in the lobby?”
“No, it's okay, but I'm not paying extra.” Reita grinned, and Aoi gave him a cheeky smile, walking over to Reita's chair. Reita span around to face Aoi, grabbing his belt loops and pulling him closer, squeezing his ass firmly. “What's the matter, you look surprised. Am I not what you expected?”
“I meet a lot of men in my line of work, but most of them are over forty and married.” Aoi started slowly unbuttoning his shirt, exposing his pale chest and making sure Reita's eyes were focused on his fingers. “You're the most attractive guy I've ever worked with. With all due respect, you don't look like the type who needs to pay to get laid.”
“I don't have a wife because I'm not going to hide in some closet, afraid of what my family or friends are going to think if I don't get a family. I don't have time to go to bars and try to pick up some one night stand, besides, why bother when I have enough money to buy people who are actually skilled?” Aoi's fingers deftly undid the last of his buttons, and he shrugged his shirt off, letting it fall to the floor. Reita ran his tongue along Aoi's abdomen up to his chest, circling one nipple before biting it harshly.
Aoi cried out in surprise, instinctively grabbing Reita's hair and pulling on it, making Reita smirk against his skin. He bit down again, sucking the bud to full hardness while Aoi whimpered above him. He stood up from his chair and grabbed Aoi's chin, mashing their lips together. His tongue was prodding at Aoi's lips within seconds, parting them easily and snaking its way inside the wet cavern of Aoi's mouth.
Reita was a good kisser, Aoi thought, wrapping his arms around his neck and kissing him back with hungry passion. He couldn't remember the last time he was just as eager as his customer, if not more, and he wanted to enjoy this as much as he could. His lower lip was sucked into Reita's mouth, and he nibbled and licked it until it was bruised and sore and they had to part for air, both of them panting heavily. Aoi was the first to break the silence. “Shit.”
“How rough can you take it?” Reita's husky voice hit Aoi's eardrums like a drug, and he groaned at the sound. Reita lifted Aoi's chin and bit the skin on his neck, sucking hard, and Aoi couldn't find it in him to be mad for the inevitable hickey. “I don't think I can hold myself back if you're going to be that pretty and fuckable for the rest of the evening.”
Chuckling deeply and clawing at the back of Reita's head, Aoi sighed as Reita kissed his way down his neck to his collarbone. “Don't be gentle.” He was already out of breath, and Reita pulled back to grin at him, pushing him down by his shoulders. Aoi took the hint and knelt in front of him, licking his lips as Reita opened the front of his trousers. He pulled his dick out and grabbed a handful of Aoi's hair, pulling his face closer and slapping his dick against his cheek, running the tip from his jaw to his lips.
“Open your filthy mouth.” He shoved his cock past Aoi's lips, pushing on the back of his head until his mouth was filled. Aoi hummed and sucked on the heated flesh, feeling it grow and strain against his already bruised lips. He pulled back slightly so he could curl his tongue, running it along the underside of Reita's dick and taking pride in the pleasured sounds he could coax from him. He sucked hard on the head, working his tongue at the same time and swallowing the salty precum that leaked from the tip.
A soft sound of surprise left Aoi as Reita pulled hard on his hair, holding his head still as he started thrusting in and out of his mouth, making it clear that he was the one setting the pace. Aoi sucked as best he could, slurping loudly as saliva dribbled down his chin. Reita was panting hard, and his voice was strained. “You better fucking swallow it all, hear me?” Aoi nodded, grabbing Reita's hips and pulling him closer, taking his cock as deep as he could. Reita came with a moan, his dick pulsing inside Aoi's mouth as he filled him with hot cum, Aoi swallowing fast and milking him for every last drop.
Reita crouched down and forced his tongue past Aoi's lips, tasting his cum and Aoi's saliva as he kissed him messily. He straightened up and slapped Aoi's cheek playfully, grinning down at him. “You look like you enjoyed that. You love it, don't you? You love sucking cock. On your knees, getting your hair pulled and your face fucked?” Aoi was finding it too hard to breathe to be able to answer properly, making Reita laugh. “Trousers off.”
Aoi got up on wobbly legs, stripping off the rest of his clothes and moaning when Reita grabbed his aching dick, stroking it slowly. He turned around and leaned over the desk, giving Reita a sultry look over his shoulder and wiggling his hips invitingly, squeaking when Reita slapped his ass.
Reita sucked on his fingers, coating them in saliva and pushing two inside Aoi's ass. He grinned at Aoi's desperate mewls, thrusting and twisting his fingers inside him, adding a third and pumping them in and out at a fast pace. With a brief brush against Aoi's prostate he pulled his fingers out and wiped them on his ass, opening one of his drawers and grabbed a condom, tearing the foil and rolling it on his slowly hardening dick. He draped himself over Aoi's back, rubbing his cock along Aoi's cleft while he regained his breath.
“I don't usually get hard this fast after coming, but you're goddamn irresistible.” Aoi moaned at the words and pushed his hips back, pearly drops of precum forming on the head of his dick, which Reita smeared with his thumb. “Tell me, do you let a lot of guys fuck you like this, Aoi? Do you bend over a lot, in offices, elevators, taking disgusting, old men in your ass, being told what a cock-hungry little slut you are, how tight your wet little hole is?”
“Shut up and fuck me,” Aoi groaned, gasping when Reita pushed his dick slowly into his ass, stretching him painfully despite the prep. Reita was big, and Aoi writhed and moaned in a mic of pain and pleasure, far too horny to form any coherent thought.
Pulling back, Reita snapped his hips forward and buried himself in Aoi's ass, starting up a fast pace. He couldn't stop himself from ravaging Aoi's hole, fucking him hard enough that he slammed against the desk with each thrust, moaning and gasping underneath him. “I can feel you clenching around me, wanting me deeper. You're such a hungry little cockslut, aren't you? Can't get enough.” Reita started jerking Aoi's dick in time with his thrusts, scraping his nails along the ridges and adding little sparks of pain to the rough fucking Aoi was already getting.
A few more thrusts was all it took, Aoi crying out and spattering his come all over Reita's desk, hips jerking in the aftershock. “Shit, I'm gonna cum,” Reita groaned, feeling Aoi's ass tighten around him, and he rode out his orgasm while low moans spilled from his lips.
They took a couple of seconds to even their breathing, Reita throwing the used condom away and starting to clean the come off his desk. Aoi pulled his clothes back on, leaving his shirt open. It was hot enough in the room without it. “You're not concerned your coworkers might have heard us?”
“Let them.” Reita fixed his belt and pulled Aoi into a heated kiss, tangling their tongues sensually and nipping at Aoi's lower lip. “I'm good at my job and never late. They can't afford to let the competition have me.” He flashed a cocky grin and sat down in his chair, running a hand through his hair and looking Aoi up and down. “Are you single?”
Aoi furrowed his brows, giving Reita a questioning look, but his face was unreadable. “Living on my own in a tiny apartment not too far away, why?”
“Move in with me.” Reita pulled Aoi into his lap, groping his ass and licking his nipple. “Call me crazy or something, but I can't be the only one who felt that chemistry. I don't know what it was, but you're the best fuck I've ever had, and I need to have you again. Don't worry about money, I'll be your sugar daddy.”
Aoi considered it for a moment, before smiling widely and kissing Reita's nose. “I'd love to.”
“Great.” Reita slapped Aoi's ass and nudged him, making him stand. “Go home and pack your toothbrush, we'll handle the rest in a couple of days, if you're still sure about it.” He fumbled around in his drawer before he found a card, handing it to Aoi along with his payment. “Call me around six, I'll take you out and we'll discuss things more properly over dinner, okay?”
“Okay.” Aoi smiled and left the office with a small wave, his heart pounding like crazy as he practically ran to the elevator. He felt giddy like a schoolgirl, and his mind already started swimming with thoughts of what he should wear. For the first time in his life, Aoi could truly say he was in love, and he couldn't wait to move in.
A/N: I feel like the ending was rushed. Also, it's a lot like the last oneshot I posted, but that was unintentional. They were actually written with around half a year between each. Oh well, I'm going to sleep. Meeting dawnoflotus and a couple others tomorrow, can't wait!