Fucking hell. When this is over, please let me plead my case in private.
Seven
I’m afraid you’re gonna have to file a motion to compel.
Seven was now painfully hard in a room full of his colleagues. He’d lost the plot of this little game of theirs. He was going to end up spending his lunch break jerking off in the bathroom.
Law Daddy
I’m fully ready to make my submission.
Submission. Submissive. How far was Enzo willing to go to prove that he wanted Seven as more than just a sub?
Seven
I’m afraid I’m only willing to hear oral arguments today.
Enzo groaned low, leaning his weight into Seven’s space, but this time, it was a poor attempt to hide his own growing erection. Seven was just happy he wasn’t the only one suffering. Did that make him a bad person?
Law Daddy
Defense is willing and eager to submit to plaintiff's demands. I’ve heard my oral arguments are quite…compelling.
Seven’s pants were cutting off circulation to his now throbbing erection.
Seven
I think we’ve exhausted the legal puns.
Law Daddy
Are you kidding? I’m just getting started. I haven’t even mentioned a hung jury yet.
Seven
If only the rest of the world knew what a dork you are.
Seven wasn’t prepared for Enzo to whisper in his ear, “You didn’t think I was a dork when you were raking your nails down my back that night.”
Seven had to bite his lip to hold back the moan climbing up this throat.
“You sound like a cocky asshole,” he whispered back with a smile. “Also, I plead the fifth.”
The two were ripped from their bubble when the woman running the seminar said, “I’m going to hand out the quiz now.”
“A quiz?” Seven whispered. “Seriously?”
“I hope it’s not graded,” Enzo muttered.
“I hope it’s multiple choice or we’re both getting called into HR,” Seven said.
Enzo snorted. “Just don’t forget about our meeting in the supply room.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Seven said, waving him off to smile at the intern who turned in their seat to hand him and Enzo their quizzes.
The next thirty minutes dripped by like molasses, Seven half hard in his pants while the two of them slowly attempted to drive each other insane with sexy little asides and casually wandering hands. By the time the instructor dismissed them, Seven felt seconds away from exploding.
They waited for the auditorium to empty before they dared to stand. As they left, they deliberately bumped shoulders, exchanging heated glances and flirty looks. Seven didn’t even care if it was a bad idea. He had never been so keyed up in his life. The two were practically power-walking down the hallway like an old ladies fitness club, trying to make it to somewhere private before they embarrassed themselves.
