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Unprofessional	By : kurosora1984 Category: Kingdom Hearts > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1207 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Roxas sat at his desk a little less than a week later, sweating and clenching his mouse with an iron fist, trying not to tremble.
His boss – his manic dream come true – was turning out to be one hell of a kinky bastard. At 9 a.m. precisely, Roxas had knocked on the VP's door for yet another "shades-drawn" morning meeting. Axel had already gotten bored with having his intern suck him off first thing in the morning, and today he'd smiled calmly as he ordered Roxas to drop his pants. Then, he'd quickly produced…a butt plug. And lots of lube. He'd ordered Roxas to spread his legs, and Roxas had let his boss insert the toy without a single complaint. He had only suppressed a whimper and received his orders for the day with an obedient nod.
"The remote will remain here with me. This vibrator has five settings. Every time I turn it on, I'll use a higher setting. Keep count, because when it hits the fifth one, I want you to go to Conference Room T and wait for me. Do not touch yourself until I get there."
And even though he'd known he was agreeing to live in hell, Roxas had only quietly answered, "Yes, sir," and left for his desk. After all, he'd said he would do anything, and he meant it – as long as it kept Axel looking at him, touching him, wanting him. That was all that mattered.
So Roxas was at his desk, staring blindly at the clock, only vaguely aware that it was almost time for lunch. The vibrator had already gone off four times already – each time startling Roxas with the sudden pulsing hum that forced instant arousal to sweep through his body. Axel had some amazing intuition, too, because he always left it on just long enough to bring Roxas to the edge of unwilling orgasm…and then it would click off, leaving him in agonized need, but unable to do anything except breathe deeply and try to calm down again. Each time, the intensity increased. Each time, the vibrations stopped sooner – a good thing, because Roxas' restraint was weaker each time, and he was already getting to the point where just clenching around the plug had him hard.
Wondering when the vibrator would start again was torture. Roxas truly didn't know if he'd be able to walk down the hall to Conference Room T – he felt close to passing out. He wasn't sure if he could handle even a few seconds of the highest setting. He was already desperate for climax…
Suddenly the vibrator started again – throbbing with unbearable intensity. Roxas bit his tongue to keep from crying out, his cock twitching with the first tremors…and just as quickly, the vibrations stopped. Roxas gasped through yet another denied orgasm…then pushed himself to his feet. He wobbled, but managed to steady himself with the thought, Just get there, and this will end. Just get down the hall and you don't have to hide anymore.
He got there – somehow. All the way down the hall, to the tiny, little-used conference room. The chair he collapsed into was plastic and functional, like the table – a far cry from the plush, ornate furnishings of Conference Rooms A or B, where the vice president usually attended important meetings. Axel probably had never even been to this room before…
In less than a minute, the door opened, then shut, and the lock clicked as Roxas weakly lifted his head, trying to look at his boss. He couldn't quite make his eyes focus… "Well, you don't look very comfortable, my little intern." He could hear more than see Axel's smirk. "Do you want me to make you feel better?"
Shaking like a leaf, he swallowed, barely able to gasp, "Yes…please, sir…!"
"Oh, all right…if you ask so nicely. Take your cock out, then."
Hands shaking, Roxas somehow managed to unzip and free his nearly-bursting erection from his slacks. Axel smoothly strolled over, eyeing him. "No touching yourself," he reminded, and Roxas reluctantly dragged his hands away – somehow. It was so difficult to keep from touching, squeezing, stroking…
With a sharp click, the vibrator in his ass hummed to life again – at the highest setting. Roxas tensed, crying out, heat flooding him…a firm hand took hold of his cock and pumped him…and he lost it. Biting back a scream, he threw his head back and ejaculated – hard, over and over. He didn't even notice Axel catching his come in his hand – he just fell apart as every painfully denied orgasm hit him at once.
The world was a bit hazy and distant for a while. Roxas felt overheated in his clothes, vaguely wishing he could strip everything off…barely aware that there was some reason he couldn't do that right now. Something about where he was…
"Hey." A deep voice pushed some of the post-orgasmic fog away, and Roxas blinked his eyes. The first thing he saw was a large hand in front of his face – covered with sticky fluid. He blinked again, focusing. "Look at this mess, slut." Axel's voice was a warm purr…exciting. A slow grin spread over his face. "Clean it."
He touched me. The thought swelled warmly in Roxas' chest – he felt helplessly happy. He actually touched me…made me come. He did something for me! Adoration and gratitude filled blue eyes as Roxas obediently bent his head. He slid his tongue along the length of a finger, collecting his own semen and swallowing without being told. Axel didn't tell him to stop, so Roxas gladly kept going, licking the man's hand clean, heat beginning to swell in his body again as he was finishing.
Wet fingers gripped his chin when he was done, bringing his gaze back up to the vice president's. Panting slightly, Roxas murmured, "Thank you, sir."
A slightly surprised pause – then Axel smirked. "You're good." Then he pulled, hard, dragging Roxas to his feet. His legs trembled weakly, but Axel quickly turned him to face the table and pushed him down. His face rested against the cool surface…and the movement caused the plug in his ass to shift inside him again, rubbing against the spot that felt wonderful…
Roxas felt a quick, efficient hand strip his pants away, then gently pull on the toy until it slipped free. He gasped – his ass suddenly felt empty, and it was a relief after that morning of torture…but at the same time, it was a new torture all on its own. He wished this wasn't the end, that maybe the vice president would want to do more, to fill him again…and then Axel was on top of him, warm and close. And suddenly, something hot and slippery was sliding between the cheeks of his ass. Something much larger than the plug, and harder.
"You've been wanting me to do this all along, haven't you, slut?" Roxas shuddered, his hips arching back against the other man…inviting. "Heh… You can't get enough. You're just dying for me to fuck you, huh?"
Oh God…would he really…? "Yes sir, yes, please…!" He hadn't expected something like this. For the vice president to actually have sex with him? It was…more than he'd dared to hope for. But now he was hoping – desperately hoping – for Axel to penetrate him, take him hard, and fuck him until he passed out.
And apparently, Roxas' dream was coming true.
He felt the head of Axel's cock push against his entrance, digging into the soft, yielding flesh and opening him… Oh yes, yes, fuck yes! His body willingly accepted the forceful invasion – the vibrator had already loosened him, and it felt like Axel had covered his cock in plenty of lube when Roxas was out of it. As soon as the head was inside, Axel drove forward, hard and deep, one smooth thrust that filled Roxas, made him bite his lips and claw at the smooth table surface, almost screaming as Axel's hips pressed against his ass, his cock so far inside Roxas he thought he might faint. Balls deep.
The VP apparently didn't feel like being gentle, either. He drew back and rammed in again, relentlessly pounding inside Roxas, leaning over and bracing himself on the table. Roxas writhed, overwhelmed by the force and intensity, gasping as he tried so hard not to scream. There might be…people… A moment later, his open mouth was stuffed with something – Axel had grabbed Roxas' tie and gagged him with it. Relieved, Roxas let the fabric muffle his cries of ecstasy as his boss fucked him. His body was tight with pleasure, his cock rock-hard again, throbbing, quivering on the edge of another orgasm. But Axel didn't touch him – he just thrust inside him over and over, filling Roxas and fucking him senseless.
"Mmmm, fuck…" His boss's voice was a feral growl of lust in his ear as the pounding continued, on and on. "Your hole is so hot and wet…you're clenching around my cock…" Ram, ram! "You like that, Roxas? You like having my shaft slamming into your dripping little hole?" Axel's hips kept pistoning harder and harder as he spoke. Roxas quivered as he felt the heavy weight of his boss's testicles slapping against his own aching balls. He nodded frantically, moaning loudly around the tie – begging Axel to make him come. He was so close, his cock was throbbing, his sac drawing up, about to ejaculate again…
"Good boy," Axel purred…and slammed his hard cock in at a different angle, the head nailing Roxas' prostate hard – and again, again, again! Pounding into him, making his body tense and explode. Oh fuck oh God yes yes yes Axel! Roxas threw his head back, bit the tie hard, and screamed. His penis shuddered, semen shooting from the tip over and over, rapid pulses of white-hot, agonized bliss as he came and came. On the edge of his consciousness, he heard Axel gasp – his insides were clenching rapidly over the hard cock still deep inside him, squeezing Axel's big, thick penis in a frenzied massage.
"Fuck!" The member inside him suddenly drew out and thrust back in again, hard and breathtakingly deep, then again and again…and then Roxas gasped, dizzy with ecstasy…as he felt Axel ejaculate. Hot, gushing spurts of fluid filled him, his boss's cock twitching inside him and shooting so hard Roxas could feel every bit of it as Axel's semen flooded him. Tears leaked from the corners of his eyes, his body trembling weakly all over, so thrilled by Axel's pleasure that he couldn't have said anything, even if his mouth had been free. He just let go and enjoyed it, savoring the warm, wet feeling, the trembling sensations, the sound of a gasped moan from the man he adored…until it was all over, and his boss slowly pulled back, withdrawing his thick cock from Roxas' ass. He lay on the edge of the table and felt Axel's come spilling out of him, trickling over his balls and down his thighs…and all he could think was, He came inside me. He…did it, he fucked me…and he came. Inside me.
At that moment, Roxas didn't care if he was discovered or fired or if he died – he was so happy that nothing else mattered.
Warm breath caressed his ear as Axel murmured, "Did you like that, my sweet little whore?"
With a soft moan, Roxas opened his eyes, gazing at his boss adoringly. "I loved it. Thank you very much for fucking me, sir. And…" He felt his face flush a little at the memory. "Thank you even more for coming inside me. I loved feeling your hard cock thrusting into my hole and pumping my ass full of your semen."
His eyes closed with a contented smile, so Roxas missed the shudder of surprised arousal as Axel drew in a slow, deep breath. "Well." He smiled, nodding and stepping back, pulling his pants up and slipping his still-wet cock back inside them. "You may return to work now. I'll fuck you again tomorrow, if you beg me, pretty little slut. And maybe, if you satisfy me completely, I'll call you over the weekend." He leaned down again, and Roxas shivered with delight as he heard the whisper in his ear. "And then I'll give you so much of my semen that you'll drown in it…Roxas."
The only reply he could manage was an aroused moan, and the door clicked behind Axel before Roxas could answer, begging him to do exactly that.

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