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The night had begun with Alexander in his lab, slightly hunched over his desk and filing lab reports from earlier. You snuck in, not unnoticed but ignored. You slowly walk up behind him only to lightly grasp his head and gently force his body to lean back against your chest. You were met by an annoyed sigh, but you could tell that Alexander didn't mind as much as he would like you to think, as he relaxed into your touch.
"I recently started my work, so I do not need to rest already." You smiled at him, and you watched his eyes quickly flicker to your lips and then back to his work, which you knew he could barely see.
"I still think you work too much."
Alexander hums," You will always think that."
"Yeah, I will. You're like a workhorse when it comes to the games and your gasses."
Again he hums, slowly breaking the grasp you trapped him in and turning around in his chair, grabbing you by the waist and gently pulling you closer to him, "Only today will I allow you to shorten my time working, go ahead and interrupt me." He glared at you, and you knew that was his way of telling you to hurry. You gave a wide, victorious smile and grabbed his hands, barely using your strength to pull him to stand and making him follow you to the bedroom. You lead him to sit on the bed and signal for him to scoot back, he does as told and you settle in between his legs and he stares at you for a second. "Hmph… This is what you interrupt my work for?" He eyes you for a moment, and you smile at him.
"This is an acceptable excuse."
You roll your eyes as he turns his face away from you in slight embarrassment. You slowly trail your hands up Alexander's thighs, trailing up to his chest using them to lean over and kiss him. He raised his hands to rest on your waist, squeezing for a second before slipping them down to your ass and scooping you up to sit in his lap. He grinds up into you when your bodies connect, and you let out a breath that encourages Alexander to continue his movements. He hums against your lips, and you smile into the kiss, repeating the movement he made you do, but grinding down harder. He breaks the kiss and groans, ending it in a soft cough, you take this time to kiss his cheeks, and instinctively he bares his neck at you. You kiss his throat, humming before moving.
"If only your fans knew that the fearsome Caustic bares his neck for me." You look him in the eyes, amused by the light dust of pink on his pale cheeks. "If only they knew how weak you are for me, how pathetic you get for me." You move from his neck, grabbing his chin and making him look at you. His face is red now and he looks slightly angry, but you know he truly feels, that's why you let his eyes move away from your gaze. You smile at his embarrassment and after allowing him to avoid your gaze for a bit he gets the courage to finally meet your eyes himself.
"How pathetic can you get Alexander? Go ahead, show me.” He hesitates, and a quiet and uncharacteristic "Please..." comes from the large man. You scoff and he corrects himself immediately, now a much louder and much more embarrassing "Please, touch me!", pouring from his mouth. You hum, not really impressed but you oblige anyway, grabbing the waistband of his pants and pulling down, shuffling around with his clothes for a moment before finally freeing him. He sighed, watching you carefully as you reach over to the nightstand and pull out a small bottle of lube, pouring it onto your hand and placing the bottle to the side. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back when you finally touched him.
You sat on his thighs now, slowly jerking him off and watching his every move. You let him touch you for a while, enjoying the feeling of his warm hands trailing up and down your thighs and tightly squeezing when you would move your hand in a particular way. You didn't intend on doing anything other than jerking him off, so you decided to tease and see how much you could get out of him.
“Maybe if you sound real pretty for me I’ll go a bit faster.”
He quickly glanced at you before throwing his head back and letting out a shaky moan, a trembling, “Please just make me cum, I-... I want to cum.” coming out of his mouth. You were not impressed so you stopped your movements, listening to the groan of frustration that came from him. He looked at you, clearly upset “Please, I want to cum very badly.”
“Well, I think I could figure that out myself Dr. I mean, look at you.”
The head of his cock was a bright red, and he was throbbing, and by the way that his cock would twitch you could tell he was close to cumming. You looked down, letting your eyes linger at the sight of his tip leaking precum. You couldn't help yourself, so you used your finger to clean up the precum, and when you were sure that you had gotten all of it you held your fingers up to his mouth. He looked away and you raised an eyebrow at him, surprised by his boldness.
“You must not want to cum that badly, since you've decided to be disobedient.”
He only peeked at you, not letting his gaze linger on you for too long before looking away again. You hummed, licking the cum off of your fingers and moving off of him. He attempted to reach for you but you glared at him and he shrunk back into himself. Face red with want and embarrassment.
You walked yourself to the bathroom and cleaned your hands, coming back out to see him still sitting there. He didn't say anything as you ignored him, and once you were done with your nightly routine you turned to him and tilted your head. “Don't you have work to do, Mikhail?”
You watched as his body slumped, disappointed with your decision. He didn't fight it, and he got up and walked into the bathroom behind you mumbling a quick, “You are correct.”, before closing the door behind him.