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It’s another day of Stede sending pictures of himself while buying new clothes now he’s out of the closet.
It’d be fine, completely fine, if it wasn’t for the pictures in underwear he’s been sending during lunch where a big bulge is visible. Call him desperate but the image makes Edward salivate.
They’ve been together for a couple of weeks and Ed understands Stede is new and isn’t ready but Ed is almost desperate for some action.
And now, well he shouldn’t, should he? He considers when something pops up in his head.
He’s in his office and outside there’s a bunch of willing men who would do anything for him, he thinks.
He swallows.
Edward gets up slowly and walks to the door. He’s nervous. He knows he’d succeed but maybe, just maybe he shouldn’t do it.
No, it doesn’t matter now, he thinks as he fixes his own bulge inside his underwear.
The door is open and the first thing Ed sees is the new secretary, who has been really efficient for the last months, Ed suspects he would be now as well.
“Hands,” he calls calmly. “Need you in my office, please.”
Hands looks confused but composed and Ed just knows he’s the perfect choice here right now.
Edward holds the door open for him to enter. He smells captivating, he gives him that, he considers as he closes the door behind him.
Israel Hands is something like ten years above Edward but wears them very well Ed thinks. He has his dark and grey hair perfectly slicked back. All his clothes are in the perfect place and Edward wonders if he could mess with them today, suddenly assuming there will be another time. Hope not, part of him thinks, Stede should be ready soon, right?
“Everything alright, Mr. Teach?”
Lovely.
“Yeah,” he tries his best to not stutter as he continues, “I need a copy of these documents,” he says as he moves to the desk, feeling like an idiot already but Israel follows and nods at the order, immediately grabbing them, ready to leave.
Wait.
“Actually,” Ed starts again, walking past the desk and taking the seat on his chair back, taking back some control too.
Israel is standing in his place, with the documents to his chest, expectantly.
“Could you take your jacket off, please?” Edward asks finally, and there’s a moment of undercurrent coming from both glances before Hands obliges.
Underneath the jacket, he’s wearing a waistcoat which is doing great to the sight of his waist Edward wants to hold one day.
“Boss?” Hands asks when he drops the jacket on the chair in front of the desk.
“Israel,” Ed mutters, feeling his erection twinge with the moment he's living right now.
“Izzy is better,” he interrupts. “Boss.”
“Izzy,” Ed says for the first time and yes, it sounds better for him too. “Would you come here for a moment?”
He doesn’t speak but doesn’t take a second as he walks confidently to his side until he's standing by Ed’s chair.
Edward turns to face him and positions better in the seat.
“I–I need you on your knees, Izzy.” He finally says. “Now.”
Ed feels he can't breathe, partly expecting Izzy to question him. But just when he was going to tell him to forget the matter, and say it was a joke, Izzy Hands drops down onto his knees, glancing up at him like waiting for the next orders.
There's a moment of silence and anticipation before Edward unbuttons his trousers, lifting his butt from the chair to draw down the underwear and free himself. When Ed dares to look back at Izzy, he finds him with his cheeks red but a clear hunger in his eyes.
“Forward, Izzy,” he demands.
The man obeys without a word, sitting on his own heels and his hands laying on his knees, knowing what's coming next.
The erection of Edward rests proudly against his belly on the grey shirt. Ed sits almost on the edge of the seat and opens his legs wide for Izzy to get closer between them.
Izzy leans forward as asked, with no hands as Edward is the one guiding his cock to his mouth. Part of him wants to praise him but he forgets it, and his name too when Izzy parts his lips and puts his warm mouth to work. Starts sucking really slowly like this man knows what he's doing and Ed rolls his eyes to the ceiling as he lets his head fall back to the chair. Of course Izzy is an experienced man.
Ed doesn't let go of his erection, he likes how it guides Izzy leaning forward as Ed wants. The power it gives him perhaps.
Jesus, he's the boss making his employee suck him off, of course he's liking the power he’s having.
Ed let out a shaky breath when Izzy rounded the gland with his tongue.
His eyes close when Ed dares to look. There's a beauty in this man he had ignored before but looking at him like this is perfect, he decides.
After some minutes he can't hold a moan anymore, having Izzy doing amazing things with his tongue, Edward can't help it when he tangles swiftly a hand through Izzy’s perfect hair, making him now let out a soft moan that goes straight to Ed's guts.
Ed lets out a shaky sigh but happily, this is exactly what he needed. Izzy didn't ask, didn't open his mouth to other things than suck him off. Bless him.
He pets Izzy’s head gently. Wanting to mess with his hair until he has to fix it all over again but he stops himself and caresses it calmly. Just as Izzy hollows his cheeks and sucks down his shaft.
He doesn't know what gets in him but he presses Izzy's head softly until his temple is resting against Ed's left thigh, which stops him from sucking for a second as he adjusts to the new position.
Izzy's eyes shut tighter and his brow frowns when Ed forces him to suck more of his cock but he doesn't refuse and Ed still thinks it's a beautiful sight.
Izzy's head resting against Ed's inside leg while Izzy still sucks him off with his eyes closed.
Edward thinks maybe he needs to repeat this. Fuck Stede.
But Ed doesn't praise him either as he keeps petting him, moving him on his shaft delicately. When Ed gets him on the gland, Izzy doesn't lose the time and plays with his tongue, which makes Ed so close to finishing.
But Izzy is efficient and goes back to the shaft when he senses Ed's close.
Ed's not embarrassed but this happens a few more times until he's done.
He comes apart, tilting his head back as he feels his insides explode and behind his eyes he only sees fireworks. Ed groans but doesn't announce it or warn Izzy when he cums, filling Izzy's mouth with his white seed.
It takes him a moment to recover, eyes shut down for a while.
Izzy is still on his knees when Ed opens his eyes, he doesn't have his hand on him anymore. Izzy’s just cleaning the corner of his mouth with a finger, to which Edward proudly smiles.
Edward fakes a coughing as he gets on his feet and fixes his clothing.
“Get up, Izzy.”
“Thank you, Mr Teach.” His voice sounds rougher than usual and Ed is prouder.
“That would be all,” Ed tells him, taking his seat back. “Thank you, Izzy.”
Edward grabs his phone.
“Of course.” Izzy clears his throat before putting back on his jacket, fixing his clothes and grabbing the documents Ed mentioned before too. “Tell me if you need anything, boss.”
There's a new photo from Stede. Well, is a suit this time and, aw he looks cute in it. Ed starts typing when remembers Izzy.
“Er, yeah. I will, thanks.”
Edward keeps texting to his boyfriend when Hands leaves in silence.