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“Who’s my next client?” Dan asks, leaning back in his fancy, imported leather office chair that he really only sits in once or twice a week.
“Joo Jaekyung, Sir,” one of his underlings says, stepping forward as he places a folder on the desk in front of Dan.
“He’s got some ‘construction’ he needs done at the back of his property, said he’ll pay whatever it takes, so long as he gets the best.”
Dan smirks, pushing the folder forward, away from him. “They always want the best. Who am I to deny them of that? Let’s go.”
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Dan is driven to the location provided by the client, the vehicle consisting of himself and three of his henchmen. Everyone else will meet them there.
The car is driven up a long, windy driveway. There’s nothing around for miles.. nothing but trees and patchy farm land. Dan sighs as he looks out the window.
Yeah, they’re in the fucking boonies.
Jobs in the boonies always suck. The clients are always weird old men that accidentally killed a trespasser. Always the same shit, different day.
He shakes his head, stepping out of the car after it’s come to a complete stop. There’s no one in sight, just a beautiful, large house with giant windows.
Dan admires the structure, his eyes roaming all over the elements that make it whole. Gorgeous.
A figure approaches him out of the corner of his eye, causing him to turn his head, coming face to face with the most gorgeous man Dan’s ever seen.
He’s tall, way taller than Dan. He has short, dark, slick backed hair with just a few pieces falling to the sides, framing his gorgeously structured face.
Dan nearly creams his pants from just the sight of him.
But when he opens his mouth, Dan realizes he’s a goner. That fucking voice, deep and sexy, like nothing Dan’s ever heard before.
“Hey, you must be Kim Dan, right? I’m Joo Jaekyung,” he says, stretching out a large hand towards Dan.
Dan nods, taking his hand in his own. His grip is strong, forceful as he shakes Dan’s hand. “Nice to meet you, Mr.Joo.”
“Nah, just call me Jae. Or Jaekyung,” he chuckles, shaking his head.
Oh god, Dan would call him whatever he wanted to be called. This isn’t good.
-
After the greetings passed, they quickly got to work. Jaekyung began explaining what he needed done, saying a couple guys tried to break in and they met their early demise, so he needed a new concrete floor in his work shed.
Dan listened to every word, barely registering what he was actually saying. Luckily, one of his goons wrote everything down. They agreed to start right away, same day.
Jaekyung was paying handsomely for a rush job, and money talks.
Loud and fucking clear.
Dan instructed all his workers to their designated parts, sending them off to do their jobs as quickly and efficiently as possible.
After he had given his orders, he spun on his heel to head back to the car. He reached for the door handle, but a deep rumble came from behind him.
“Hey, heading out so soon?” Jaekyung asks, striding over with two glasses in his hands. He passes one out to Dan, a soft smirk on his lips. “No alcohol, just juice.”
Dan flashes him a soft smile as he takes the glass, taking a quick sip out of the paper straw. An environmentalist. Cute.
“Yeah, I don’t usually stay back and watch the job get done. I leave someone in charge and then I bounce. Just in case things go sideways, you know?” He shrugs, continuing to sip on his drink.
Jaekyung nods, his soft smirk staying prominent across his lips. “I get it. Though, it is a shame to see you go so soon. Thought I’d get a little more time with you.”
Dan raises an eyebrow as he tilts his head forward slightly in confusion. “Huh? More time with me? Why?”
His smirk only grows wider at Dan’s question. “Thought I’d maybe get a chance to have you alone.”
It takes everything in him to not let his jaw drop to the floor and let his eyes bulge out of his head. Is he hinting at what Dan thinks he’s hinting at? There’s no fucking way.
“Alone..?” Dan squeaks, his eyes locking on Jaekyung’s.
“Yeah. Alone. Preferably, alone with you bent over my desk, but I’m willing to listen to what position you’d wanna take my cock in,” he says, his voice barely above a whisper.
Dan’s breath catches in his throat and he’s surprised that with the grip he has on the glass in his hand it hasn’t shattered, sending shards of sharp glass into his palm.
An amused sigh flows out of Jaekyung as he steps impossibly closer, his head tilting down until his lips practically graze against the shell of Dan’s ear.
“No use in acting coy, Kim Dan. I saw how you looked at me. Not a single thought in that pretty head of yours besides the thought of being speared on my cock, huh?” He whispers, his tongue darting out to lick a slow stripe up his ear.
Dan whimpers, like a fucking kicked puppy. He can’t even argue with the man.. he’s so fucking right.
He swallows hard, his breath turning into shallow pants. “Y-yes..”
A quiet scoff against his ear sends shivers down his spine, his back instinctively arching against nothing.
He’s a fucking mob boss, for Christ’s sake. Since when did he get so weak against pretty men?
In Dan’s defense, though, Jaekyung was criminally pretty. Like, he could get arrested for causing everyone to pop boners and slick up their underwear. That fucking pretty.
He’s brought back to reality by a strong arm wrapping around his waist, pulling him forward to press against Jaekyung’s lower half.
Holy fuck. He’s already hard. And it’s fucking huge.
“So, what do you say? Wanna come inside for a few before you go, baby?” He whispers as he plants a soft, chaste kiss against Dan’s temple.
Dan whines, his own pants growing uncomfortably tight. “Yes, yes—I’d like to come in, plea-please.”
-
Jaekyung had led him inside and up the stairs, into a rather large room that harbored multiple bookshelves chalked full of literature, a fancy looking writer’s desk, a plush couch and an array of beautiful art.
Dan’s inner interior-design nerd squeals within, the beauty and ambiance of the room being too fucking good.
He loves building and decorating, one of the reasons why his ‘business’ is construction. He chose that over any other cover up, simply because he loves it. You know what they say, gotta do what you love.
Well, with the addition of some foul play, of course.
Before anything else happens, Jaekyung stands in front of Dan, his arms snaking loosely around his waist as he speaks, “so, did you think of how you wanted to take me?”
Dan’s cheeks flush a bright red, his eyes darting around the room to avoid making eye contact. “Y-yeah..”
He breaks free of Jaekyung’s arms, slowly walking over to the desk. He slowly runs a finger along the length of the desk, his eyes finally meeting Jaekyung’s.
“Bend me over your desk and fuck me,” he deadpans.
Jaekyung doesn’t waste any time striding over to Dan, his lips crashing against Dan’s in a sloppy, wet kiss. His hands make quick work of undoing Dan’s pants, pushing them down to bunch at his ankles before spinning him around.
A strong hand grips the back of Dan’s neck, pushing him down quickly, the air getting knocked out of his lungs as his chest slams against the beautiful dark oak desk.
Jaekyung’s other hand reaches around, his fingers slipping past Dan’s lips without warning.
“Suck, pretty boy,” he commands.
And Dan complies. He sucks and licks the intruding fingers like his life depends on it, lapping them up with as much spit as he has to offer.
After a minute or two, Jaekyung retracts his fingers. He immediately presses one past Dan’s entrance, sinking all the way down to the base. Dan moans, the stretch sending electricity through his veins.
After a few thrusts of the first finger, Jaekyung adds a second. And a third.
When he feels he’s properly stretched, he pulls his fingers out, watching in amusement as Dan wiggles his hips, pushing back in hopes of being filled again.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll stuff you nice and full,” Jaekyung says, his voice low and fucking carnal.
Without another word, he lines his cockhead up to Dan’s entrance. He presses in with one quick thrust, bottoming out.
Dan’s mouth hangs open as a loud, lengthy moan is ripped out of his lungs. His head drops down, his forehead almost touching the surface of the desk.
Jaekyung only waits a few moments before he’s pulling out, just to snap his hips forward and fill Dan to the brim all over again. He starts this brutal pace, pounding into Dan without mercy.
He grips his hips, deep red bruises forming against the soft, supple flesh already. He’s absolutely mesmerized at the way Dan’s ass ricochets with each thrust, the way it jiggles and bounces—just for him.
He shifts his hips, his cock immediately finding the spot that’ll make Dan’s toes curl and his mouth water.
“Fuck! Ye-yeah, right there!” Dan cries, his hands scrambling to find anything to grip on. They land on the opposite edge of the desk, his hands gripping the edge so tight his knuckles turn white.
Jaekyung repeatedly pistons in and out, ramming against the little bundle of nerves every. single. time.
“You like that, baby? You feel so good wrapped around my cock—you take me so well. Like you were made for this cock,” Jaekyung huffs.
A loud, wanton moan was pulled from Dan, Jaekyung’s words pushing him closer and closer to the edge.
“Yes—yes, god, I love it. So good, so fu-fucking good, Jae, baby. You fuck me s-so, ah, so good!” He babbles, his mind going hazy from pure pleasure.
Jaekyung drapes his body over Dan’s back, his thrusts gaining speed as familiar heat coils in his gut. He licks and sucks little bruises on the back of Dan’s neck, his breath hot against soft, pink skin.
“I’m gonna, gonna cum..” Dan whines, his hips pressing back against Jaekyung in tune with his thrusts.
A low groan of satisfaction rumbles in Jaekyung’s chest. “Cum for me, baby. Cum on my cock,” he whispers against his skin.
As if he needed permission, Dan cums. Hard.
His body stills, his breath catching in his throat as he holds it in throughout the orgasm that wracks through him. Thick, hot cum spurts out of his neglected cock, coating the front of the desk and dripping onto the floor.
His thighs begin to shake as lewd, filthy moans spill from his parted lips. Jaekyung continues to fuck him through his orgasm, chasing his own release.
Dan clenches around him, just enough to tip him over the edge. He quickly pulls out, hastily pumping his cock a few times until his spend coats Dan’s juicy ass, covering him in his seed.
“Fuck, baby,” he moans, his dick already hardening again at the sight in front of him.
Dan hums, his body exhausted beyond belief. “Thanks, Jaekyung. That was really good.”
A low chuckle fills the room as Jaekyung pulls a couple tissues out of the box on his desk. He quickly cleans up Dan and the front of his desk, pulling Dan’s pants up and buttoning them up for him.
He helps Dan straighten out, rubbing gentle circles into his back to ease the muscle strain.
“Thank you, Kim Dan. Best fuck I’ve had in a long time,” he says with a toothy grin.
Dan nods sleepily, a soft smile tugging at his lips. “Same here. I’d like to do this again..”
Jaekyung nods back before placing a gentle, warm kiss to sweaty bangs.
“Yeah, me too.”