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Ryo considered himself a pretty good employee. He always did his work, always met his deadlines, always showed up on time. He was professional, efficient, and reliable. His boss would probably agree with that assessment.
His boss. Sakuya.
Sakuya was the CEO of the company, and god, he was so handsome. Tall, blonde, with blue eyes that seemed to pierce right through Ryo whenever he looked at him. He always bossed Ryo around, always commanded him to do things, and Ryo loved it. He absolutely loved it. It was honestly his favorite part of the day.
Being Sakuya's secretary meant Ryo got to see him constantly. He got to bring him coffee in the mornings, attend meetings with him, take notes, file reports. And every time Sakuya spoke to him, every time he gave Ryo an order, Ryo felt his entire body go warm.
What Sakuya didn't know was that Ryo had started posting on Instagram. Subtle, slutty pictures of himself. Just his face, pouting at the camera. His legs, bare and on display. His chest, barely covered by a thin shirt. Pictures designed to get attention, to get likes, to hopefully get Sakuya's attention.
And then, the other day, Sakuya had followed him.
Ryo had nearly had a heart attack when he'd seen the notification. Sakuya. His boss. Had followed him on Instagram. Ryo had immediately gone back and looked at his profile, and Sakuya had viewed his most recent post. The one where Ryo was lying on his bed, his shirt unbuttoned, his legs spread slightly, his lips parted in a subtle pout.
Sakuya had viewed it.
Since then, Ryo had been a mess. Every night, he'd touch himself, pretending it was Sakuya fucking him. He'd imagine Sakuya's hands on his body, Sakuya's voice commanding him to do things, Sakuya's cock inside him. It was pathetic, really. But Ryo couldn't help himself.
One afternoon, Ryo was in Sakuya's office alone with him. Sakuya was sitting at his desk, reviewing some documents, and Ryo was organizing the files on the shelves. He was trying very hard not to look at Sakuya, trying very hard not to think about what he'd been doing the night before.
But then Sakuya spoke.
"Hirose, come here."
Ryo's entire body went stiff. He turned around slowly, his heart pounding. Sakuya was looking at him, and there was something in his expression that made Ryo's breath catch.
"Yes, sir?" Ryo said, walking over to Sakuya's desk.
"I wanted to talk to you about something," Sakuya said, leaning back in his chair. "I've been following you on Instagram."
Ryo felt his face go completely red. "Oh... I... yes, I saw that."
"Those photos you post," Sakuya said, his voice low. "They're very... interesting."
Ryo couldn't meet Sakuya's eyes. He was staring at the floor, his face burning with embarrassment. "I... they're just photos."
"Just photos," Sakuya repeated, and there was something in his tone that made Ryo's cock twitch. "Photos of you, looking very... available."
Ryo's breath hitched. "I don't... I'm not sure what you mean."
"I think you know exactly what I mean," Sakuya said, and suddenly he was standing up, walking around the desk toward Ryo. Before Ryo could react, Sakuya was pinning him against the desk, his hands on either side of Ryo's body, trapping him.
Ryo's heart was pounding so hard he thought it might burst out of his chest. Sakuya was so close, so close that Ryo could smell his cologne, could feel the heat radiating off his body.
"Do you post those photos for me?" Sakuya asked, his voice low and dangerous. "Are you trying to get my attention, Ryo?"
Ryo couldn't speak. He just nodded, his eyes fixed on Sakuya's chest.
"Look at me," Sakuya commanded, and Ryo's eyes snapped up to meet his boss's gaze.
Sakuya's eyes were dark, intense, filled with desire. He reached up and started unbuttoning Ryo's shirt, his fingers brushing against Ryo's skin as he worked.
"I've been thinking about you," Sakuya said, his voice low. "Thinking about those photos. Thinking about what you'd look like bent over this desk."
Ryo's breath was coming in short gasps. "Sakuya..."
"Can I fuck you?" Sakuya asked, his voice almost gentle despite the intensity in his eyes. "Bent over this desk? Right here in my office?"
Ryo should have said no. This was his boss. This was inappropriate. This could get him fired. But instead, Ryo found himself saying, "Yes. But first... first I want to suck you."
Sakuya's eyes widened slightly, and then he was grinning. "You want to suck my cock?"
Ryo nodded, already dropping to his knees. Sakuya quickly unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his cock, and Ryo's mouth watered at the sight. It was just as big and impressive as he'd imagined.
"Go ahead," Sakuya said, running his fingers through Ryo's ginger hair. "Suck my cock while I work."
Ryo took Sakuya's cock into his mouth, moaning at the taste of him. Sakuya was already hard, his length filling Ryo's mouth completely. Ryo started bobbing his head, taking as much of Sakuya as he could.
"That's it," Sakuya said, sitting back down in his chair. He pulled Ryo closer, his cock sliding deeper into Ryo's mouth. "Such a good little slut. Sucking your boss's cock while he works."
Ryo moaned around Sakuya's length, the vibration making Sakuya groan. He looked up at Sakuya, his eyes watering slightly as he took the boys cock deeper.
Sakuya was working, just like he'd said. He had one hand in Ryo's hair, guiding his movements, while his other hand was on his desk, reviewing documents. The sight of his boss working while Ryo sucked him off was incredibly hot.
"You're so good at this," Sakuya said, his voice strained. "Have you been fantasizing about this? About sucking my cock?"
Ryo nodded, unable to speak with Sakuya's length in his mouth.
"I knew it," Sakuya said. "I knew you wanted me. Every time you brought me coffee, every time you looked at me with those big eyes. You wanted this, didn't you?"
Ryo moaned in response, his tongue working against Sakuya's cock.
Sakuya let Ryo suck him for a while longer, his hand guiding Ryo's head, controlling the pace. When he was close to coming, he pulled Ryo off his cock.
"Not yet," Sakuya said, his voice rough. "I want to come inside you."
Sakuya stood up and pulled Ryo to his feet. He turned Ryo around and bent him over the desk, his hands gripping Ryo's hips.
"You ready for this?" Sakuya asked, his cock pressing against Ryo's entrance.
"Yes," Ryo gasped. "Yes, please, Sakuya. Fuck me."
Sakuya pushed inside slowly, and Ryo cried out at the sensation. Sakuya was so big, so much bigger than anything Ryo had ever taken. It hurt, but it was the good kind of hurt, the kind that made Ryo feel alive.
"Fuck, you're tight," Sakuya groaned. "So fucking tight. You're mine now, okay? You're my little slut."
"Yes," Ryo moaned. "I'm yours. I'm your little slut."
Sakuya started moving, slowly at first, giving Ryo time to adjust. But soon, his thrusts became faster, harder, more intense. He was pounding into Ryo, his hips slamming against Ryo's small body with force.
"Oh my god, yes!" Ryo cried out, his hands gripping the edge of the desk. "Yes, harder! Fuck me harder!"
Sakuya obliged, his thrusts becoming almost brutal. He reached down and grabbed Ryo's ass, squeezing it roughly before pulling back and spanking it hard. The sound of his hand connecting with Ryo's skin echoed through the office.
"You like that?" Sakuya asked, spanking Ryo again. "You like being fucked like a slut by your boss?"
"Yes!" Ryo moaned. "Yes, I love it! Spank me! Use me!"
Sakuya spanked Ryo's ass again, leaving red handprints on the pale skin. But then, after the next spank, he leaned down and soothed the reddened skin with gentle kisses and caresses, his large hand rubbing over the marks he'd made.
"You're so beautiful," Sakuya whispered, pressing kisses to Ryo's shoulders. "So fucking beautiful."
Ryo's entire body was on fire. This was everything he'd ever wanted. Sakuya was fucking him hard, spanking him, but also being gentle and caring. It was the perfect combination.
"I'm going to come," Ryo gasped, his entire body trembling. "Sakuya, I'm going to come!"
"Come for me," Sakuya said, his thrusts becoming faster and harder. "Come on my cock."
Ryo came hard, his entire body tensing as pleasure flooded through him. His come spilled all over the desk, and he was moaning and crying out Sakuya's name.
"That's it," Sakuya groaned. "Come for me. Such a good little slut."
Sakuya continued thrusting, chasing his own orgasm. His movements became more frantic, more desperate. Ryo was completely blabbering now, his tongue hanging out of his mouth, his eyes rolling backward. He was a complete mess, ruined by his boss's cock.
"You look so fucking hot like this," Sakuya said, his voice strained. "Bent over my desk, completely ruined by me. I'm going to come inside you."
"Yes!" Ryo cried out, his words barely intelligible. "Yes, come inside me! Please, Sakuya, I want to feel you come!"
Sakuya's thrusts became even more intense, and then he was coming, his entire body tensing as he spilled inside Ryo. Ryo felt the warmth of Sakuya's come inside him, and it was the most amazing feeling in the world.
They collapsed together, both breathing heavily, Sakuya still inside Ryo. After a few moments, Sakuya pulled out and turned Ryo around, pulling him into his arms.
"Holy shit," Sakuya said, his voice hoarse. "That was... incredible."
Ryo was still a mess, his shirt unbuttoned, his hair disheveled, his lips swollen from sucking Sakuya's cock. But Sakuya didn't seem to care. He was pulling Ryo close, kissing him softly on the mouth.
Ryo kissed him back desperately, his hands gripping Sakuya's shoulders. This was everything he'd been fantasizing about. Sakuya was kissing him, holding him, telling him how beautiful he was.
They made out for a while, their lips moving together, their tongues intertwining. It was tender and passionate all at once, a stark contrast to the rough fucking they'd just shared.
When they finally broke apart, Ryo was blushing furiously. "So... what happens now?"
Sakuya smiled, tucking a strand of ginger hair behind Ryo's ear. "Now? Now you're mine. No more posting those photos for other people. You're mine."
"Okay," Ryo said softly. "I'm yours."
"And," Sakuya continued, "we're going to do this again. Often. But maybe not in the office where anyone could walk in."
Ryo felt his face flush even more. "You want to... again?"
"I want to fuck you every single day," Sakuya said, his voice low and intense. "I want to ruin you. I want to make you mine completely."
Ryo's cock twitched at the words. "Yes," he said breathlessly. "Yes, please."
Sakuya kissed him again, softer this time, more tenderly. When they broke apart, Sakuya helped Ryo button up his shirt and straighten his appearance.
"You should probably go back to your desk," Sakuya said. "Before someone notices you were in here too long."
Ryo nodded, but he didn't want to leave. He wanted to stay here, in Sakuya's office, in Sakuya's arms.
As if reading his mind, Sakuya pulled him close one more time and kissed the top of his head. "Tonight," Sakuya said. "Come to my apartment tonight. I want to do this properly. I want to take my time with you."
"Okay," Ryo said, his heart soaring. "What time?"
"Seven o'clock," Sakuya said. "I'll text you the address."
Ryo left Sakuya's office in a daze, his entire body still tingling from what had just happened. He could still feel Sakuya's come inside him, could still taste Sakuya on his lips. It had been everything he'd fantasized about and so much more.