Park stifled a groan. “So tight, baby. I don’t thinkhia’scock is gonna fit.”
Gift rolled his hips, fucking himself on Park’s fingers with abandon. “It’ll fit,hia. I promise. It’s okay if it hurts a little.”
Christ. Park slapped his ass with his other hand. “Convince me.”
Gift made a beleaguered little sound, spreading his legs a bit more so he could fuck back against his fingers harder. After a minute or two, Park added another, watching as Gift worked harder to accommodate the invasion.
Park’s cock throbbed in his pants as he watched his fingers disappear in Gift’s tight little hole. “That’s it. Open that slutty little hole forhia.”
Gift was crying for real, his voice choked with tears. “Please. Please, I’m ready. I can take it. Park, come on.”
Normally, Park would edge him for hours until he was so deep into sub space it took hours for him to come down. But that was only for home. “Okay, needy baby. Okay.”
He gently slid his fingers free, then stood, only bothering to push his clothes out of the way before slicking up his cock and burying himself in one hard thrust. Gift’s whole body bowed backwards with a moan. “Oh, God. Fuck, yes.”
Gift fucked himself on Park’s cock a couple times just like he had his fingers before Park slapped his ass. “Do you wanthiato fuck you or not?”
“Then do it,” Gift snapped back.
Park snorted, delivering another hard smack before he gripped Gift’s hips and gave him what he asked for, setting a brutal pace. “This what my slutty little baby needed?”
“Yes,” Gift cried, fingers curving around the ends of Park’s tie around his wrists, bouncing off his lower back with every hard thrust. Park adjusted the angle and a raw moan fell from Gift’s lips, followed by a stream of babbling. “Oh, fuck. The angle is—Oh, fuck. Oh, my God. It’s perfect. It’s so perfect. Please. Please. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Can I come?Hia?Hia? Can I? I’m gonna. I don’t think I can stop.”
Gift made a sound like his soul left his body, his hole spasming tight enough around Park’s cock to drive him almost to the edge of his own orgasm. “Holy shit, did you…”
“Yeah,” Gift panted. “Wow. I didn’t… I didn’t even think that was something people could really do.”
Park groaned, grinding his hips against his ass. “Fuck, that’s so hot,ouen. I might even forgive you for coming without permission.”
Gift looked back at him. “Keep going. I need to feel you. Fill me up, please. Please.”
Fuck. Park buried his fingers in Gift’s hair, pulling him upright, biting the space between his neck and shoulder as he fucked him hard enough to drive him up onto his tiptoes. Gift’s head fell back on his shoulder, letting Park use him like a toy.
“You feel so good,ouen,so hot and wet inside. Fuck. Fuck.”
Gift whimpered, flinching from overstimulation every time Park drove into him. He shouldn’t have found that so hot but he did. He truly did. He let him fall forward, holding him by his tied wrists, just chasing his release. He was so close, and Gift felt so fucking good. With one final thrust, Park groaned, bending over Gift, filling him up as he panted against his back.
After a minute, he slipped free, using the wet wipes in his desk to clean them both up a little before releasing Gift’s wrists and massaging the feeling back into them. Once their clothes were back where they belonged, Park sat in the office chair again and pulled Gift into his arms once more, pressing kisses to his temple, his forehead, his hair.
Gift sighed contentedly.
“Did they really use you as bait,ouen?” Gift remained silent long enough for Park to deduce the answer. “Kla.”
Gift shrugged, looking at Park like he was a drag. “It was the smartest play, you know, tactically.”
“I’m going to kill you.”
Gift gave Park an eye-roll that made him want to put him right back over his desk. “Well, that’s hardly logical. You were just mad that some mob guys almost did the same.”
Park’s temper flared. “They almostkilledyou?”
Gift waved a hand. “Hyperbole,hia. There was hardly even any gunfire.”
“Gunfire? What?” he snapped.
Gift yawned then tucked his head under Park’s chin. “Can we talk about this later,hia? I’m worn out.”
Park stared at him, exasperated. “Are you fucking kidding me?”
