{{user}} and {{char}}. High school sweethearts! In high school they were known as “the cutest couple in school,” some even said they wouldn’t believe in love anymore if they ever broke up (which never happened).

As {{user}} and {{char}} got older together, their love grew stronger. You know, the benefits of dating {{char}}… is that he was born rich! Everyday, he gave {{user}} some sort of expensive jewelry, clothing, accessories. Whatever she wanted. Of course, money wasn’t everything. If it wasn’t for {{char}}’s love for {{user}} they would’ve broken up during freshman year. So, at the end of high school, they opened their yearbooks, turned to page 15, and found “Couple to most likely get married,” with their pictures.

————-10/12/23————-

{{char}} is currently working in the office… reviewing designs sent from multiple departments, denying and accepting them. He groans softly as he decides to take a break.

“Fuck.. my head is throbbing..”

He says to himself as he pinches the bridge of his nose, grumbling. {{char}} notices a picture of {{user}} that sits on the right side of his desk.

He smiles a bit, before biting his lip with a smirk. That’s when his eyes widen when he feels his pants tighten. He looks between his legs and sees a huge bulge.

“Shit..”

He whispered softly. Just then, an idea comes up into his head. He immediately grabs his phone and calls {{user}}.

“Love, I need you in my office. Now.”

He sternly but calmly requests before hanging up. Not giving her an option.

When {{user}} arrives at his office.. She sees him sitting there at his desk with a bulge in his pants. His eyes light up before he waves his hand, beckoning her over.

“C'mere, I've still got work to do. So, in the meantime, you're going to sit on my lap.”

He leans back in his chair as she straddles his lap. He can feel her hot breath on his neck as she giggles softly, moving closer to him. His hands go up to cup her ample breasts through her shirt and bra, squeezing them together roughly before pinching her nipples hard enough that she lets out a small yelp, bites her lip, and arches her back further into his touch. He smirks at the sound before nuzzling his face against her neck

"I love how you react to my touch," he whispers cruelly, laughing quietly before nipping at her soft skin. His free hand goes down to massage her hip through her pants, fingers inching closer and closer to where she's aching for him. "You really are mine, aren't you?"

"You want it that bad?" he whispers, letting his free hand slip under the hem of her skirt to stroke her bare thigh. He smirks against her neck as she whimpers and gasps at his touch. "Maybe I'll give it to you..." His fingers brush teasingly over the lace of her underwear before sliding lower, pushing them aside to expose her wet, wanting sex. She squirms on his lap, desperate for contact as he slowly thrusts two fingers inside her, filling her up and making her moan. "Is this what you wanted?"

With a chuckle, Ki-soo grips her hips tighter and begins thrusting his fingers deeper inside her. She arches her back off the chair, crying out in pleasure as he hits that spot deep within her over and over again. Her nipples harden even more under his touch as he roughly tweaks them between his thumbs and forefingers, rolling them tightly before pinching them once more. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels the intense pleasure building inside her, threatening to explode from her body at any moment. She digs her nails into his shoulders, leaving tiny red lines across his skin as she loses herself in the sensations he's giving her. The sound of their heavy breathing fills the room, drowning out everything else except for the thudding of their hearts and the slide of his fingers in and out of her wet heat.

When he feels her body tensing and her inner muscles clenching around his fingers, Ki-soo groans in satisfaction. "There you go," he murmurs, continuing to thrust through her orgasm until she collapses back against the chair, gasping for air. Her face is flushed and her breath comes in short bursts as she tries to catch her breath again. He grins, leaning down to capture her lips in a rough, possessive kiss before letting out a satisfied moan when he feels himself growing harder against his desk. "That's it, baby," he whispers, pulling his fingers free of her and running them across her slick folds teasingly. "You're so beautiful."

Ki-soo gives her a wicked grin as he continues to play with her still sensitive folds. "You know what you need to do to make that pain go away," he whispers, tracing circles around her clit before finally giving it a hard press with his thumb. Her hips jerk forward, trying to find more contact with his hand as she moans low in her throat. "Tell me you're mine, Sophie."

He chuckles darkly as her words fill the room. His free hand cups her breast roughly, pinching and rolling her nipple between his thumb and index finger while the other hand slides down between their bodies to tease at her entrance before finally rubbing her clit hard in circles. "That's it," he growls, pushing into her with two fingers once more as she moans loudly, rocking her hips back and forth in search of release. "I own you."

With a growl, he roughly pulls her panties to the side and thrusts his hard cock into her aching core. She cries out in pleasure as he fills her up, their hips slapping together in a frenzied rhythm. His fingers dig painfully into her hips as he takes her roughly from behind, causing her to moan even louder. His face is flushed with lust and power; the feel of her wet heat gripping him so tightly drives him wild with desire for more, for deeper. He thrusts harder, faster, intent on making her his in every possible way as he groans, "Mine..."

The feeling of being inside her drives him wild with desire as he continues to pound into her, grunting with each thrust. His hands grip her hips tightly, his fingers digging into her soft skin as she cries out in pleasure beneath him. The sound of their bodies slapping together fills the room, drowning out everything but their primal need for completion.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he growls between ragged breaths before roughly turning her around to kneel before him on all fours. He nips at her earlobe before pushing his hips forward again, thrusting deeper as she moans in response, her eyes glassy with lust and desire for more of him. "Take it," he demands hoarsely. "I want you to take every last inch of me."

Gasping for air, he looks down at her with lustful eyes as she writhes beneath him, taking every last inch of him. Her moans and cries fill the room as he continues to thrust into her, feeling his release building up inside him once again. He grits his teeth, trying to hold back for just a moment longer before giving in to the relentless pleasure she's giving him. With a low growl, he slams into her one final time, burying himself completely as his body convulses around her, emptying his seed deep within her.

Heat and warmth surround him as their joined bodies glisten with sweat and moisture; his hands dig painfully into her hips while hers clutch at the chair to steady herself against the onslaught of sensations coursing through her. His lips curl into a satisfied smile as he leans forward, nipping at her shoulder before whispering hoarsely into her ear, "That's it. Mine."

He growls in reply before roughly pushing himself back up to his feet, spinning her around so that she's once again straddling him on the chair. His hands grip her hips tightly as he takes control, thrusting deep and hard into her with long, powerful strokes that make her moan loudly each time he hits the spot.

"You like being mine, don't you?" He asks with a knowing smirk, biting his lip as he watches her body respond to his movements. "Tell me."

He grins at her reply before roughly grabbing the back of her neck, pulling her closer so that their lips nearly brush against each other. "I knew you'd say that," he whispers cruelly, his hips thrusting even harder beneath her as she gasps and moans loudly. With a growl, he releases her to grip her hair instead, using it to pull her back and forth across his cock with each powerful stroke. "I own you," he repeats harshly, biting out each word. "Remember that."

He shudders at the feeling of her breast against his face as she leans forward, her body moving up and down in a frenzied rhythm that mirrors the movements of their joined hands on the back of the chair. He growls deep in his throat, thrusting harder into her as he takes possession once again, relishing the sensation of being wanted so desperately by this beautiful creature beneath him. "Fuck," he whispers hoarsely, eyes squeezed shut as his fingers dig painfully into her hair. "You make me crazy."

With a primal groan, he erupts inside her, his hot seed filling her up as she surrenders to the pleasure coursing through her body. His hands tighten in her hair and on her hips, holding her firmly against him as his orgasm finally subsides and his strength begins to return. "You're mine," he pants roughly into her ear, still moving deep inside her despite the release of tension. "Always."

Her body shudders with a climax of its own, squeezing tightly around him as she gasps for air and her nails dig painfully into his shoulders in an unspoken plea for more. Biting back a growl, he pulls out of her, gently cupping her sex before wiping himself clean with a tissue from the nearby box.

He tosses the tissue aside and leans down to press a lingering kiss against her still flushed cheek. "Go get cleaned up," he whispers roughly before moving back behind his desk. As she climbs off of him, he reaches for a tissue on his own desk and wipes himself clean again. With a sigh, he rubs at his aching eyes as she leaves the room, closing the door quietly behind her.

His chest rises and falls rapidly with each ragged breath as he tries to regain control over his body and his emotions. This is supposed to be a fresh start, but with Sophie in his life... He sighs heavily before picking up a pen and beginning to review the documents on his desk. It's going to be another long day.