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The office was quite aside from the hum of the computer's engine beside Alan as he sighed, willing the day to end faster than it was.
To say he was exhausted was an understatement, between meetings and clients and expansions he wanted nothing more than to curl up in his bed and go to bed.
Maybe to curl up into Ray too.
Though as if the little devil could hear his thoughts, there was a knock on the door to his office, gentle, measured. He didn't have to think about who it was, he just knew.
”Come in.” Alan ordered as he leaned back in his chair, gaze finally averting from the screen that had held so much of his attention that day.
As if right on time, as he always is, Ray strode into the office with a big grin on his face and a promise of mischief with him as he walked.
Alan isn't sure how much of Ray's wickedness he can handle at this point, but he indulges him nonetheless, greeting him with a smile as the younger one walks over and sits a bag down on Alan's desk.
Alan raised his eyebrow, intrigued as to what Ray had brought as Ray settled into the seat across from Alan with a pleased smile on his face.
“I didn't figure you had eaten yet since you haven't answered my messages, you never eat when you're busy.” Ray said as he unloaded the bag onto the desk.
Alan recognized the contents as To-Go boxes from his favorite restaurant. He let out a huff, a sigh, and then a smile as he looked up at Ray who was looking at him expectantly, as if waiting for his reaction.
The food garnered a smile as Alan leaned back against the cushion of his office chair, suddenly feeling more comfortable and at ease than he had the entire days leading up to that point.
Ray opened the boxes, and set out the plastic silverware as he scooted his chair closer to the desk tso that he was perfectly opposite from Alan, making sure to mimic that of a lunch date the best he could.
“So my assistant just lets you in these days?” Alan asked between bites, the food tasting more heavenly than he had expected it to. Maybe it was because he was so tired, or maybe it was because it was from Ray, he wasn't really sure.
”Well they know who I'm here for.” Ray hummed as he reached out and wiped some stray food from Alan's chin that had gotten caught there, most likely without the older one's knowledge.
Alan smiled, tongue darting out and catching Ray's thumb as he wiped his lip, a smirk on his face that Told Ray more than he needed to hear.
“Someone's needy, hm?” Ray hummed as his thumb lingered there, threatening to push past Alan's bottom lip as they sat there.
“Hey i've worked hard today, don't you think i deserve a reward of some sort?” Alan pouted so carefully, causing a chuckle from Ray. “Is that so?” he answered with intrigue as he leaned back in his chair, withdrawing his hand from alan.
”How about you finish your food first?” Ray more of ordered than asked as he dove back into his own lunch, leaving Alan pouting but leaning back and continuing to devour his own food.
They sat quietly for a while, the heat in the air nothing like the way the quiet domesticity felt when Ray made time to come and visit him during the days that he could just feel Alan was particularly weary.
Knowing that no matter how bad of a day he has, he can look forward to eating with Ray like this makes all the stress worth his while.
Alan was the first to speak up, nodding towards the clock on the wall. “I need to get back to work y'know.” Alan huffed.
Ray pouted, standing up and scooping their food trash into the bin beside Alan's desk before bending over it.
“Come on, we haven't even had desert yet.” Ray frowned up at Alan who just huffed, breathing roughly through his nostrils.
“Ray, I have work.” He said simply as he began to power his computer back up, looking to where Ray was but blinking at the fact he was no longer there.
That's when he felt the hands sliding over his shoulders, no doubt belonging to Ray. Ray hummed as his hands ran down, one dipping past Alans blazer.
Alan's breathing quickened as Ray's other hand ran up and soft dainty fingers wrapped around his neck.
Not enough to hurt, but enough to be there. The pressure was enough to make him aware of every breath he took as he could feel the rings on Ray's hand.
“Come on baby doll, loosen up na?” Ray smiled as he licked up Alan's neck, biting his earlobe.
Alan let out a strained noise, trying to stay quiet but also from the hand around his throat that was threatening dominance.
“Ray..” Alan choked out, not sure if he wanted to squirm away or fall deeper into the soft hands on his body.
“Shh.. you said it yourself, you're overworked.” Ray hummed as his hand that wasn't around Alan's neck ran down, playing with Alan's belt buckle.
“You'll be a good boy and take it, won't you?” Ray smiled something predatory as Alan nodded slowly. “Yes sir.” Alan spoke so softly Ray almost didn't hear it.
But, he did. And it was the last push he needed before he tilted Alan's chin and kissed him with all the desire of a starving man.
Alan whined into the kiss, his hands running up into Ray's hair but struggling at the awkward angle from Ray standing behind him.
The kiss was hot and promising as Ray's tongue slipped past Alan's lips, delving into the warm expanse of tongue and teeth and territory.
Alan's tongue swirled around Rays, teasing almost as his hands tightened in Ray's hair, pulling him ever closer.
They only broke apart to breathe, even then eliciting a whine out of each other as they did. A string of saliva followed them as they parted from each other's lips.
Alan was panting, face flushed and cheeks so red you'd think he would have a heat stroke. Though he knew now was probably the only chance he would get to say the words “Lock the door.” He huffed.
Ray chuckled at his attempt at an order, but nonetheless walked over to the office door, that Alan was suddenly very thankful had frosted glass preventing anyone from seeing the inside, and turned the lock on the bottom, the click of it providing Alan a comfort he didn't know he needed.
Ray walked back and rested his palms on either side of the arms of Alan's chair, effectively caging him in and almost purring at the way that Alan's eyes glossed over with the look of someone who had been caught in a trap.
In a sense, he had been.
“You look so cute like this, you know?” Ray spoke as he wrapped his hand around the bottom of Alan's tie, feeling the fabric under his thumb as Alan's eyes were wide with something caught between fear and desire.
Ray wanted to pull both those feelings out of him till he could swallow him whole. Wanting nothing more than to devour the sweet man in a suit in front of him.
Alan turned his head away from him, cheeks the prettiest shade of pink Ray thinks he's ever seen as he huffed. “Ray, stop teasing.” he whined softly as Ray hummed, placing a gentle kiss on Alan's forehead.
“Bend over the desk, pants down.” Ray said simply as his eyes flushed a dark look of desire. Alan nodded desperately as he made quick work of his belt, pulling it through the loops in a one quick stroke and shoving his pants and boxers down, his slacks pooling around his ankles as he did.
Once he was naked from the torso down, he bent over his desk, pushing the papers and files out of his way as he went, bracing himself on his forearms as he held his chest up enough for Ray to look at the curve of his spine.
His dress shirt rode up just enough to expose the skin of his lower back, a soft tan color that Ray wanted to cover the entire expanse in bruises and hickeys for days to come.
Ray's hand ran up Alans thighs, hands cupping Alans ass cheeks and giving a squeeze, a desire to slap the one in his hand growing under his skin but being halted by the thought that it would be too loud in the office.
He loved Alan, and he knew that his image was important to him, so he wouldn't do anything genuinely loud enough to alert the office of what he was doing.
“So cute like this. How would your office feel? hm?” Ray spoke slowly as he squeezed tighter, Alan was sure that he would have Ray's fingerprints on him for the days to come. “Knowing their boss bends over his desk for some dick.” Ray growled into Alan's ear, eliciting a sharp moan from him.
Alan was squirming, his skin burning hot as he struggled to find a comfortable spot on the desk that didn't have his cock rubbing against the desk in half-ass friction. His cock already leaking pre-cum as he bit his lip, knowing what Ray was about to find.
Ray's hands ran closer and spread Alan's cheeks, his breath catching in his throat as he noticed the navy blue base of a plug nestled into Alan.
A dark laugh escaped him as his hand ran down, tapping the base of it and causing a noise of pleasure to escape Alan.
“Naughty thing, you were waiting for me weren't you?” Ray chuckled as he dragged the plug out slightly before pushing it back in, Alan jolting slightly at the feeling of it against his prostate, the feeling causing him to almost see stars.
“Ray..” Alan whimpered as Ray began fucking him with the plug, watching the way the tight ring of muscle spread and contracted around the plug with each drag in and out. The smirk on his face was undeniable as his tongue darted out to lick his lips.
Suddenly he pulled the plug out, leaving Alan whining at the emptiness but he couldn't mourn the loss long as Ray buried his face between Alan's cheeks, tongue lapping at the sensitive rim of muscle that twitches in interest at the feeling.
Alan moaned out as Ray's tongue delved into Alan's hole, Alan gasping and squirming away from the feeling to no avail as Ray's hands grabbed onto Alan's thighs so tight and dragged him back, burying his tongue even deeper into the man below him as he did so.
Ray kept up the pace of fucking inot Alan with his tounge untill he felt Alan shaking beneath him, the tell tale sign that he was close, and they just couldnt have that could they?
Ray pulled back, one hand mapping out the expanse of Alan's back and the other fiddling with his belt as he pulled it out and shoved his jeans down just enough to get his cock free.
It sprung out and twitched at the cold air, Ray letting out a noise as he leaned closer, rubbing the head against Alan in agonizingly slow and teasing stripes.
Alan whined, about to say something undoubtedly as Ray pushed into him, the head sinking into the muscle and a moan escaping Ray as he felt the tight heat around him.
The plug did most of the work but Alan still felt the stretch as Ray sank into him, the feeling of being stretched and claimed by him causing him to moan and tremble beneath him.
Ray kept the slow pace till he was buried into the Banker to the hilt, his own thighs trembling at the feeling of being enveloped inside of Alan.
Alan whimpered slightly at the burning feeling of pain and pleasure as he adjusted, Ray being sure not to move until Alan gave him a sign that he was comfortable enough for him to do so.
After a few moments, Alan rocked his hips back, Ray chuckling as his hands stilled Alan's hips, leaning over him till his torso was flat against Alan's back, his mouth level with his ear now. “Don't move Phi, let me do it for you.” Ray smirked.
Alan shuddered at the honorific as Ray began to set a pace that was brutal and unforgiving, dragging out of him and slamming back in burying himself to the hilt each time, making sure that Alan felt every bit of him.
Each thrust scooted Alan across the desk, some papers falling off and his cup of pens getting knocked over as Alan moaned loudly, Ray's hand that wasn't resting on Alan's waist coming around and pushing two fingers past his lips.
“Don't want anyone to hear you hm?” Ray smiled sweetly as he thrusted up into Alan again, adoring the way that Alan trembled and his knees buckled against the desk, Ray being made very aware that he hit that spot.
Ray slammed his hips in again and Alan moaned around Ray's fingers, drool sliding down his chin as he sloppily sucked on Ray's fingers, back arching with every thrust and bit of friction as his cock dragged against the desk.
Ray's thrusts became more sporadic, a sign he was getting close as he bit against Alan's lower back, sucking purple bruises into him as he thrusted up, sweat cascading his forehead and causing strands of his hair to stick to his forehead.
“Gonna cum in you, and you're gonna take it.” Ray huffed out as he thrusted harder, impossibly deeper causing mewls to escape from Alan, his hand that was previously on his waist coming and wrapping around Alan's cock that was painfully hard and leaking precum.
Alan moaned loudly around Ray's fingers as he began stroking him in tandem with his thrusts, his thighs trembling as the heat pooled in his stomach, Ray's hand moving faster till Alan was cumming hard, hot white stripes spreading across his stomach and the desk beneath him.
Ray fucked him through it, his own orgasm washing over him as he burried into Alan a final time, moaning a drawn out “Phi” as he came deep inside of him. Alan shuddered at the feeling of fullness as they stayed like that for a minute, Ray's chest against Alan's back.
They breathed together for a few soft and gentle moments, Ray slowly pulling out of Alan, causing a little whine from him that was short lived as he felt the tip of the plug against him. Alan gasped as Ray pushed the plug back inside, Alan groaning at the feeling of fullness as Ray settled back into the office chair, gazing at the sight before him.
Alan still bent over his desk, slacks around his ankles and hole filled up with a plug and his cum, Alan looking at him over his shoulder with the most devastating look on his face, pupils blown wide, cheeks a bright pink and drool still on his chin.
The sight alone was enough to make him get hard again, but Ray wasn't here for that anymore.
Alan sighed happily as Ray gently wiped him down with the baby wipes that Alan kept in his desk for “emergencies” he had once said. The cool wetness against him was comforting as his thighs trembled still from the aftershock.
Ray planted gentle kisses on his face as he pulled his pants up, buttoning them and lacing his belt through the loops, buckling it just right as he kissed Alan once last time, leaning forward towards his ear as he licked it one last time.
“Wonder what your clients would think if they knew you were plugged up with my cum.” Ray smirked before placing a fleeting kiss to Alan's cheek before he could even react, already across the room and to the door.
Alan blinked a few times, face flushed and pink as Ray unlocked the door with a big grin on his face. “I love you, I'll see you at home, baby doll.” Ray smiled as he disappeared out the door, the click of the door knob feeling like a promise and a punishment at the same time.
Alan grumbled and sank into his chair, jolting at the feeling of the plug inside of him as he ran his hands down his face exasperatedly.
His day just got a lot longer.