Viggo gritted his teeth, girding himself before wading in and taking charge of the situation. Their latest client, a startup industrial equipment manufacturer, had fucked them over royally. They’d made Viggo and his firm look both negligent and incompetent, and Viggo would rather impale himself on a rusty dildo than let them get away with it.
His administrative assistant, Bruce, saw him just a few seconds after he stepped into the office, quietly stepping out of the conference room to greet him.
“What do I need to know?” Viggo asked, trusting that Bruce would be on top of the situation.
“Legal says we should sue, but they’re not in agreement on how we should proceed beyond that. From what we can tell, IBNS is about to go bankrupt, and best guess they think they can use this as leverage to renegotiate our fee.”
Viggo bared his teeth in an unconscious threat display, snapping his jaw shut when Bruce took a frightened step back. Taking a deep breath, making sure not to allow the rumble building in his chest turn into a growl, Viggo squared his shoulders and made his way into the conference room.
“All right, I understand you’ve been up all night working on some suggestions for how we should proceed. Lay it out for me.”
* * *
Seven hours later, after much arguing and vigorous discussion, Viggo and his team had decided on a plan of action. On any other day, Viggo would have stayed and overseen every minute detail as they moved forward, but with the situation under control, he couldn’t resist the impulse to head home.
“Let me know if things go off the rails,” he told Bruce as he packed up his desk, looking up to see the man nod in reply.
“Of course.”
Confident that things were in good hands, Viggo said his goodbyes and then had to resist the impulse to run down the hall outside his office, walking at a brisk pace instead. He pushed the button to go down, clenching his fists as he waited for the doors to open.
Just the thought of going back home and seeing Sebastian had his cock half hard and leaking against his thigh. His balls throbbed, full and heavy, arousal building and pooling in his gut like warm honey.
Thinking back to the bruises decorating the fragile human’s inner thighs, Viggo hoped that Sebastian had found some pleasure in it. He must have, Viggo mused with a lascivious grope of his bulge, given the way he’d moaned and squirmed at the sensation of Viggo’s teeth.
The elevator doors opened and Viggo stepped inside. Catching his reflection, he noticed that his erection was fully visible through his suit, his cock straining against the wool of his pants and looking absolutely indecent. He removed his jacket and folded it over his arm so that it draped down and covered his bulge.
Viggo was an exhibitionist but a respectful one. He enjoyed showing off his muscular build and large stature, but he drew the line at overtly sexual displays like sporting an erection in public.
From the lobby, Viggo made his way to his car and started the drive home. He leaned back in his seat, adjusting his bulge and leaving his hand on his thigh, positioning his thumb so that he could brush it over the trapped head of his shaft, practically edging himself as he drove out of the city center. Stopped at a red light, an old lady crossing the road in front of him while pushing a dilapidated trolley, Viggo’s gaze landed on an adult video store.
The store was located in the middle of a small strip mall, between a massage parlor and an optometrist, and the faded poster in the otherwise darkened window announced that they sold novelty items, adult costumes and adult DVDs.
Viggo assumed that by novelty items they meant sex toys. Licking his lips, he decided on a whim to go in and see if they had something that could help him get started on teaching Sebastian’s hole how to take his and Bjorn’s cocks.
Pulling into the parking lot, Viggo parked outside the seedy-looking store and exited his car, once more carrying his jacket over his arm to hide his erection as he walked inside.
The interior of the store matched the exterior in that it was seedy and dark, though a closer inspection revealed it to be cleaner and more cared for than Viggo would have expected. The shelves, lined with DVDs, books and magazines, were clear of dust, and the vinyl floor was clean and not at all sticky.
“Can I help you?”
Viggo looked over to see a handsome woman with wide shoulders and a butch haircut standing by the register, looking him up and down with an expression like he was the worst thing to happen to her all day. Viggo shot her a smile, which gained him a slightly raised brow and nothing else.
“The sign says you have toys?”
Viggo looked around the store, but he still couldn’t see anything other than books, movies and magazines.
“Back room, right through there.” The woman jerked her chin towards a doorway next to the register, a beaded curtain hiding whatever lay beyond. “Anything in particular you’re looking for?”
“Anal toys,” Viggo said, not at all embarrassed as he made his way toward the doorway. “Something for a beginner.”
“We have that,” the woman said, walking through the beaded curtain and leaving him to follow her into the room. The new space was about half as big as the rest of the store, with low lighting and dark shelves, with a disappointingly sparse collection of toys on display.
“This is popular with beginners,” the woman said, grabbing a box off the shelf next to her and handing it to him. It was a set of butt-plugs, the cheery text on the box declaring it to be an anal trainer kit. “There’s a bit of a jump in size between the medium-large and large plug, but other than that they’re a great entry point to anal play.”
Viggo studied the box. The butt-plugs were basic black, made from rubber, though Viggo could tell just from the size of the box that being able to take the plugs wouldn’t be enough to prepare Sebastian’s ass for his and Bjorn’s cocks.
“Perfect. Can you take this to the register? I’d like to look around a bit.” Viggo handed the woman the box back.
