Executive Assistant (1)
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astrangestormTitle: Executive Assistant 1
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Sakurai Sho/Ninomiya Kazunari
Summary: Sho as CEO. Nino as his secretary.
Notes/Warnings: For JE Smut/Kink Meme Nov. 09. By popular demand...
He’s not a secretary. He’s an executive assistant.
Secretary conjures up a woman in her 20s who hasn’t gotten married yet, typing up memos and bringing coffee. Nino doesn’t wear a skirt and heels - he has a Bluetooth device in his ear and the Nikkei scrolling past on his desktop.
It’s a thankless job as he makes calls at the same time he’s finding spots in the Outlook calendar for meetings with the board while his cell phone is already buzzing with a message from the flower shop that the roses are on their way to Mrs. Sakurai’s home. Another late night and apologies from her husband, and Nino can’t remember how many times he’s done this already.
The light on the phone goes off, the light that says he’s needed. “We'll have to find a time on the 24th,” he tells the marketing director. “Your presentation better be solid.” He takes the stupid thing out of his ear, straightens his tie and heads inside.
He’s swamped - he’ll be there past midnight, but he’s sent the roses so it’s okay in Sho’s mind. “I need a break,” he complains, “but I’ve got a conference call in ten.”
Nino already knows this. Every minute of his boss’ day is memorized - what use is he otherwise? “Need anything?”
Sho just looks sheepish, as if Nino’s never done this before either. The first time, he’d been so embarrassed - but Nino's making the big bucks for a reason. He was a damn fine executive assistant - and right now his executive needed assisting.
He turns the lock on the office door and slides out of his suit coat. Sho’s already rolling back in that leather chair, leaving room for Nino to kneel between his legs. “Thanks,” is all Sho says as he gets down and unzips his boss’ fly.
When his mouth closes around Sho’s cock, he receives the usual moan of appreciation. It’s more than he ever gets for any of his other work, but Sho’s kind of an asshole, which is why he’s perfect for management. He takes him deep, sucking hard, knowing that any conference call with the old bastard at Tatsuya Electronics will come early, so his boss will have to as well.
Sho just sits back and enjoys a little stress release as Nino licks the tip of him, running his tongue up and down Sho’s length before taking him in his mouth again for the last few moments. Now that they have an understanding, Sho’s at least kind enough to warn him now.
Nino gets a groan and a fist in his hair just before he tastes Sho’s cum in the back of his throat. He has to take it all or risk ruining the Armani suit, and his performance review’s coming up soon, so he’s not an idiot. He swallows, licking up the remainder as Sho pats him on the head like he’s a dog who did good.
He gets back to his feet, taking the handkerchief from his back pocket that he keeps there out of habit now, wiping his mouth as Sho uses his own handkerchief to clean himself off.
“Will there be anything else, sir?”
Sho shakes his head, still breathing a bit heavily as he rearranges the pens on his desk, skittish like a schoolgirl. Nino kind of likes that about him.
He shoves the handkerchief back in his pocket and grabs his jacket. “You’ve got a meeting with Kishi and Nomura at 4:15.”
“4:15.”
Nino nods, unlocking the door and getting back to his desk. He puts the Bluetooth back in his ear and starts checking emails.
He’s not a secretary. He’s an executive assistant.
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Sakurai Sho/Ninomiya Kazunari
Summary: Sho as CEO. Nino as his secretary.
Notes/Warnings: For JE Smut/Kink Meme Nov. 09. By popular demand...
He’s not a secretary. He’s an executive assistant.
Secretary conjures up a woman in her 20s who hasn’t gotten married yet, typing up memos and bringing coffee. Nino doesn’t wear a skirt and heels - he has a Bluetooth device in his ear and the Nikkei scrolling past on his desktop.
It’s a thankless job as he makes calls at the same time he’s finding spots in the Outlook calendar for meetings with the board while his cell phone is already buzzing with a message from the flower shop that the roses are on their way to Mrs. Sakurai’s home. Another late night and apologies from her husband, and Nino can’t remember how many times he’s done this already.
The light on the phone goes off, the light that says he’s needed. “We'll have to find a time on the 24th,” he tells the marketing director. “Your presentation better be solid.” He takes the stupid thing out of his ear, straightens his tie and heads inside.
He’s swamped - he’ll be there past midnight, but he’s sent the roses so it’s okay in Sho’s mind. “I need a break,” he complains, “but I’ve got a conference call in ten.”
Nino already knows this. Every minute of his boss’ day is memorized - what use is he otherwise? “Need anything?”
Sho just looks sheepish, as if Nino’s never done this before either. The first time, he’d been so embarrassed - but Nino's making the big bucks for a reason. He was a damn fine executive assistant - and right now his executive needed assisting.
He turns the lock on the office door and slides out of his suit coat. Sho’s already rolling back in that leather chair, leaving room for Nino to kneel between his legs. “Thanks,” is all Sho says as he gets down and unzips his boss’ fly.
When his mouth closes around Sho’s cock, he receives the usual moan of appreciation. It’s more than he ever gets for any of his other work, but Sho’s kind of an asshole, which is why he’s perfect for management. He takes him deep, sucking hard, knowing that any conference call with the old bastard at Tatsuya Electronics will come early, so his boss will have to as well.
Sho just sits back and enjoys a little stress release as Nino licks the tip of him, running his tongue up and down Sho’s length before taking him in his mouth again for the last few moments. Now that they have an understanding, Sho’s at least kind enough to warn him now.
Nino gets a groan and a fist in his hair just before he tastes Sho’s cum in the back of his throat. He has to take it all or risk ruining the Armani suit, and his performance review’s coming up soon, so he’s not an idiot. He swallows, licking up the remainder as Sho pats him on the head like he’s a dog who did good.
He gets back to his feet, taking the handkerchief from his back pocket that he keeps there out of habit now, wiping his mouth as Sho uses his own handkerchief to clean himself off.
“Will there be anything else, sir?”
Sho shakes his head, still breathing a bit heavily as he rearranges the pens on his desk, skittish like a schoolgirl. Nino kind of likes that about him.
He shoves the handkerchief back in his pocket and grabs his jacket. “You’ve got a meeting with Kishi and Nomura at 4:15.”
“4:15.”
Nino nods, unlocking the door and getting back to his desk. He puts the Bluetooth back in his ear and starts checking emails.
He’s not a secretary. He’s an executive assistant.
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Date: 2012-02-17 10:15 am (UTC)MAJOR LOL :))))