:::Shane:::

Allisa smoothens out my tie though I didn't ask for it, the woman reeks of perfume. It just happened today that Glen got sick, that secretary bastard of mine, leaving me with this creature. It's quite obvious what she wants as she looks up to me, smiling.

"So you're having a meeting today." Keeping her hand on my chest still, she caresses my suit gently, and fixes her gaze on me, yet I was quick from her grasp.

"Yeah, so expresso, no sugar for me please." Fixing my watch and buttoning up my sleeves, I look back at her, standing, dumbfounded.

"Now."

"....."

"Oh...Uh, y-yes. Y-yes, right a-away." the floor resonates with her high heels, I'm curious to how she can walk on those things, though sure it defines her assets more, especially her ass but aren't those just uncomfortable? She'd rather sacrifice her well being for beauty? Shallow. I remember Cadence asked me to wear it so he can make fun of me, what a weird suggestion, sure he didn't get turn on, he wore it afterwards and we fucked. It was one of our kink play, a maid and his master. Now that I'm reminded of Cadence, his soft hair brushes through my imagination, and his embarrassing touch. I begin to remember last night. His screaming and trembling, maybe I was too rough on him, fucking him until 3 in the morning. I hope he's okay.

With my eyes fixated on my watch, Corey's head pops out of nowhere.

"President, the client is five minutes from here."

"Okay, thank you Corey, prepare the coffee and everything."

"Yes, sir."

"And-"

Corey stops halfway, staring right into my eyes, quite contradicting the fear that he claims to his coworkers about me.

"...Is Cadence here yet?"

"Yes, he's in the room already."

"Okay, thank you. You can go now."

"Yes president."

I swear I can hear a slight giggle from him.

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:::Shane:::

The air in the meeting room is as freezing as always, I ask Corey to lower the heat, the young boy does so. However I didn't forget to acknowledge Cadence's presence in the room, my lover with his face bow down, hesitating to meet my eyes, such act is already breaking my heart. What does he has to be afraid of? Is he doubting my love for him?

"....Cadence..." I can feel the dryness of my throat strangling my speech.

"Yes?" Still, he doesn't meet my eyes.

"Can I have a talk to you in the bathroom."

Following silence, Corey awkwardly makes his way out.

"Why? We have nothing to talk about."

"We have everything to talk about." I walk hastily to his side, my two palms clench the table's corner, inching closer to him. Cadence, a scaredy cat that he is, tries to resist himself from me.

"Please President, this is not the time to-"

I entangle my hands with his trembling fingers, stiffen my grip.

"I'm sorry....for what I did last night..I know you were in pain...and tired."

"...."

"I should've stop on the second round..."

"I should've wake up with you...."

"I'm sorry...."

"..."

"Cadence...."

"Why.." his trembling lips mumble,

"Why are you apologizing?" he finally lifts up his face, his cheeks tainted of a burning red, his teary eyes drip down sweet tears, I know he's trying his best to suppress his cry.

"I'm the one...I'm the one who's to blame." his whimpers are so heart wrenching. Upon crinkling up my eyebrows, I move closer, landing a soft kiss on the corner of his eyes, the salty taste of his tears burst in my mouth. I start to move down, kissing below his eyes, then his cheeks, finally his clenching mouth. My hand wraps around his nape and pushes it closer to my aroused tongue, we both share an intimate kiss, oblivious to our circumstance. All was sweet as I sloppily mess up the sanctity of his mouth, curl around and explore every crevices of his adorable hole, Cadence, drips in confusion, his trembling body tries to push away, yet my strong hand was there, urging him to immerse in the erected lust. I was scaring him, I know fully that, I know yet I couldn't control myself, this beautiful creature before me. I was kissing a goddess.

＼(◎o◎)／！＼(◎o◎)／！＼(◎o◎)／！

Cadence's body was tensing up, we break off once there's a loud band on the door, it was Corey, along with our clients. Corey had his face down, smiling awkwardly, he then excuses himself while our guests step in, the first man, a fat one, I know him, the chief manager of KeyChain corporation, a heavy weighted, boastful man. The second one comes in, I can barely recognize him, but I feel somehow I've seen his face before, I just couldn't comprehend it very well. 

I fix my suit and glance over to Cadence, he has his eyes widen on the second man, he too surprise seeing Cadence, without acting rashly, I remain calm and escort Cadence to his chair with my hands patting behind his back. Though Cadence is quite fragile, he's the strongest in his work, always keeping a straight face and a serious attitude. He had his face in proper manner before I know it though his nose tinted red a little bit. Cadence puts up a straight face, so unusual from his bedroom self, sometimes it's awkward for me facing him during work time. I sure do admire him though I, myself wouldn't interfere my personal life with my job.

As Cadence starts the meeting, I rest my face on the palm of my hand and stares at him amusingly, I crack open a slight smile at his pretty face, acting all serious and professional. Cadence, having to notice my behavior, gives me a kick in the ankle.

"This is our terms and conditions for this project."

"Huh, I see." The fat man replies in a funny tone, eyeing Cadence up and down now that I've turn to him, seeing his thirsty eyes make me want to puke. I straighten up my back and speak to him instead, Cadence looks over me but resume to his papers nonetheless. The second man has nothing to say and they haven't exchange any particular eye contacts.

"If you have any questions or requirements, we're happy to comply but of course, as long as it remains in our interest."

The second man then replies,

"We hope that both of our company can intact this partnership as long as we can. It is our pleasure to be on the same terms as you."

"I guess." the fat man speaks up.

"Do you have any concerns or questions?" Cadence sorts out his paper and looks up

"Not in particular but there is one."

"Please, let me know."

"Are you free this evening?"

The room becomes silent, I look over to Cadence.

"I'm sorry but I'm apparently not, I have more works on my hand than I can handle."

The fat man leans back to his chair,

"Such a pity then. You have a pretty face, beautiful actually."

No reply from Cadence,

"Actually I have some concerns regarding the conditions."

Both of us look over to the second mind, finally Cadence was gazing at him right in the eye, inside me, rise an uneasy feeling.

He's not cheating on me, isn't he?

Annoyed, I put my hand between his thighs, Cadence nearly jumps from his seat.

"Oh, is there anything wrong?"

Cadence glares over, his eyes consumed with humiliation and defense, he grips his hand onto my wrist.

"N-No, e-everything's fine."

"I see, so regarding the terms."

I have my joy fondling him around, I want to break through that protective membrane of his, I've broken the other, I want to break this one as well. His blushing cheeks, even his ears are red, and the sweat drip from his chin, it's all so adorable and couldn't help myself, my sadistic self immerse itself in his embarrassment. My fingers start moving in a circular motion around his tip.

"Now now, you mustn't tease him so much." The fat man suddenly voices himself up, I look over to him, with a monotonous look in my eyes but I'm aware that he knows-I'm pissed.

"Pardon me?"

"Now,” little guy-the fat man stands up-“Our meeting here is done, we have no further concerns. Have a nice day."

The second man is confused himself but nevertheless they left. We are finally alone, 

"Hey, Cadence, do you know the second m-"

Cadence, in all his might, stands up and slap my face, his burning fingers imprint on my aching cheeks, the squeaking mice is now gushed of blood, with all his pride scraped off.

"Why did you do that?"

"Heh."  I stroke my chin and stand up to face him, he's so small from my perspective.

"Baby why did you hit me?"

"You know you shouldn't have done it."

"Didn't we agree not to involve our personal life in our profession?"

I didn't reply him, cornering him closer to the wall.

"Shane, what are you doing?" Cadence is still holding up his defense, he looks so adorable. I burst out a chuckle, you know getting things on in the office isn't so bad after all, it's not different from our usual play.

I inch closer to him and dominate his mouth, Cadence, of course, tries to hit and pull away, but I manage to grab whole of his body, glue it to mine and leave him no room to breathe. Sweats drip down both of our face, our kisses leave off steam, aroused and trap in our fantasy. For a little while, but seems like forever, I let him go. Cadence gasps heavily, his face is as red as ever, he then speaks gently to me,

"You're not getting any dinner tonight."

Hmm, I expect that more or less.

"And no sex for one week."

Wait, what?!