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Viktor got such a cute shade of red every-time you managed to fluster him, leaving you with the devilish craving to do it as often as possible. Little pinches to his ass in public, moving his hand onto your thigh under tables, and many dirty little secrets whispered into his ear just before he was going to talk to someone. His breath got uneven so quickly, face flushing, and a quivering shutter as he spoke. God he was fucking adorable and you just wanted to push him as far as you could.

Which is how you now find yourself kneeling under his desk, looking up with him with sin spilling from your eyes, and caressing his thighs forcing them to spread wider for you.

“Darling anybody could walk in and I am trying to work.” His voice was already taking on a slight lilt of a needy whine. He was looking at you eyes lost for words and you leaned in to it.

Unzipping his pants, you kept steady eye contact with him, taking your precious time and making a show out of your own facial expressions. Biting your lip, extending your breath so it exaggerates your chest movements, pulling your eyes away just brief enough to glance at how much he was straining in his briefs. You just can’t help the smile that breaks over your face.

Your staring up at him through your eyelashes as you work to remove him from his briefs. His breath is shaking and as you go to lick up his length he quickly brings a hand forward to curl into your head.

“Fuck” He is whispering out little curses all ready, so much pleasure building already with the added height of fear of being caught.

“Love, Fuck!” He was never one to be quiet during sex, always so touched starved. “Dear what about my work or” His sentenced is cut off with a gasp from him as you take him all the way down and hold him there. His hand grips tighter and he relaxes his body back, leaning his head back over the chair.

From this new angle his eyes make contact with the door to see the knob starting to turn. He snaps upwards immediately, hand pulling you off him, and tries scooting more into his desk.

“Viktor! Just the man I wanted to see” You could hear Jayce’s booming voice echo throughout the room as he announces his arrival. Now is where the real fun begins.

You sit back for a minute, giving Viktor a short breather, all the while luring him into a feeling of security that you would hold off in the presence of not only another person but your friend.

“Ahh Jayce, I was expecting you would be out with councilor Medarda?” You try to suppress your giggles as you listen to him try his damned hardest to sound normal and not like a shaking flustered mess.

“Hey you all right there buddy? You look a little flushed.” You could hear the larger mans footsteps drawing closer to the desk. With baited breath you start prepping to jump back in at the perfect moment.

“Oh no I am fine I promise, just very distracted by... work.. is all” You can see him sneaking a peak down at you, his eyes pleading for mercy.

“I am worried about you Viktor, you work yourself too hard.” Bingo, you take him back in your hands to suckle on the tip lightly. Running your tongue along the heads edge, torturing the bundles of nerves.

“Ah” He gasps out quickly before coughing to cover it up. “I appreciate it my friend but I promise I am quite all right.”

You refuse to hold back now, taking him as far down as you can, sucking every inch. You swiped your tongue along the veins and full let yourself enjoy his taste beading onto your tongue. You should applaud Viktor, sure he is a trembling mess huffing out like he just ran a marathon, but he has managed to keep the screams you know are bubbling in his throat down.

“You really don’t sound too good, why don’t I get you some soup or something? It’s the least I can do.” Jayce was begging, concern evident in his tone.

“Please” You honestly aren’t sure if his words were directed at you or Jayce but you carried on your rhythm up.

“Yea yea of course, just wait right here!” Jayces footsteps jogged out of the room.

With the slamming of the door Viktor quickly pushed back his chair, pulling your mouth of his cock with a pop.

You can’t help but grin at him as you watch him heave for breaths, glaring you down in his stare.

“You vicious little void creature.” You beamed under the nickname. “Well you started this mess, you might as well come over here and finish the job”

He was trying to take control, to feel some semblance of keeping it together but the second your tongue reached him again he was lost. Curses and praises alike spill from his lips as he surrenders to your ministrations. You thought he might have a stroke as you sucked his spit covered balls into your mouth, rolling them around as softly as you can as your hand stroked him in randomized paces.

“I will get you back for this darling.” His words are panted out in between heavy breaths.

Removing yourself briefly you lock eyes with him. “Is that a threat?” You lightly scrape your teeth just on the cluster of nerves along the head and looking back up at him with a devilish grin.

“Its a fucking promise” his hand laced back into your hair pushing you back down on his length.

You can tell he is starting to get close and once more take him down, feeling his heartbeat pump along your tongue as he empties himself down your throat. You let him finish out his high before pulling back slightly, giving little kitten licks all around to clean up every little bit of cum still attached.

“Umm I am just going to set the soup down here” Both of your heads snap over at the door watching Jayce’s body quickly retreat back out the door. Both of your faces burned bright red as you slowly looked back at each other.

“So.... soup?”