#BOSS/EMPLOYEE

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

hi!! im really hoping you can help me find this fic. I've gone through my ao3 history at least 3 times and im so worried it's been deleted bc I can't find it and I didn't save it the first time I read it which is such a bonehead thing to do. anyways. it was a sterek fic, completed, the pack all worked at a movie theatre. Laura is definitely alive and is the manager. and I think the hale's own it? I think they're wolves? and if they are im pretty certain the sheriff knows about them [possibly??]. derek is prickly to start and stiles is crushing on him. I remember one scene there was a karen and I think Derek came to stiles' rescue? im so sorry I know this sounds all jumbled but its the best I can remember. thank yooooouuuuuuuuu!!!!!

Hi anon! @magv1 says it's this one.

Be the Life of the Party by Mimiminaj

(1/1 I 21,651 I Explicit I Sterek)

His father’s face suddenly turned serious again.

“He is twenty four though, son. I don’t care if his smile shits rainbows and his laugh births puppies. You are his employee. It would be bad to cross those lines during your first job. Or ever.”

Stiles’ face hit the table.

“I hate my life,” he moaned.

Scott laughed cheerfully. “Don’t worry sheriff! It sounds to me like the entire cinema staff feels the same. Stiles doesn’t stand a chance with Derek!”

“Scratch that,” Stiles mumbled into the wood. “I hate you two more.”

Or – Stiles starts working at the movie theater. His boss is Derek.

[skylarmoon71]

Lex Luthor (Smallville/X-Men) AU - Fanfiction - Chapter 6

The change in your relationship with Lex has made you more aware. Not just of yourself, but him.

Before you were fine with the distance. In a lot of ways you knew it would be hard. The last person you loved died in your arms, so of course there are some reservations on your part. 

But at this point, you can’t say that it would be easy to really walk away. A part of you selfishly wants this more than anything. Because the way he looks at you sometimes, it almost makes you forget all the bad things in your past. 

Stepping into the main area, Lex’s eyes lift from his computer and a smile immediately graces his face. 

“Good morning Mr. Luthor.” 

His smile becomes wider at the very neutral expression. He supposed it was a stretch to think you would turn into a giddy mess overnight. 

“So formal, I think we’re past that point. Why don’t you call me Lex, or even better, boyfriend.” 

“Your fighting and flirting skills seem to be battling for last place.” 

The comment has him belting out a laugh. He can say for a fact that he’ll never be bored, especially with your clever responses. Once he collects himself he sees the softer expression you wear. It dawns on him that you appreciate it, his relaxed and joyful expressions. There’s that subtle vulnerable look again. When you lower your guard and talk to him. 

“I know I don’t always express it, but I am happy with this. “ You feel as though you need to tell him. He’s been with you long enough to gauge your personality, but you still want to be transparent about certain aspects. Lex nods. 

“I get it. You’re the serious, mysterious type. I’ll crack you eventually.” 

You just lift a brow. 

“Good luck with that.” 

A challenge he’d gladly accept. 

The days carry on without too much commotion. There haven’t been any big leaps when it comes to your interactions. Above all else, you’re a professional and he does respect your work ethic.  

He is, however, secretly happy with the little changes. Like the way you sneak glances of him when you think he doesn’t notice. Or how you've started to stand a bit closer to him than you did before. Maybe it’s the little compliments you seem to drop with a straight face. 

“You smell good.” 

You said it so nonchalantly that he almost didn’t catch it.  This particular afternoon you were both seated in the Talon. He was working on a project and you were right across from him with a book in your hand. You casually flipped the page, and when you felt his gaze you looked up. He was smiling. 

“Anything else?” 

“I like you in suits, but I’d like to see you dressed casually when it’s just the two of us.” 

These confessions were better than he expected. Each statement just made his smile bigger. 

“Your eyes are also beautiful.”

After that last one, you went back to reading as if you hadn’t just dropped a few blush worthy comments. He chuckled softly, closing his laptop as he stood. You assumed he was done working, so you closed your own book, about to stand, but he slid into the booth right next to you. You slid back, staring at him in question.

One hand was pressed to the table and the other smoothened against the back of the chair. 

“You can’t make those types of statements and not expect me to react.” 

The adoration in his eyes had you swallowing, and your gaze dropped to his lips for a second before they returned to those emerald hues. 

“Kiss me.”

His request caused a pleasant shiver to run up your spine. You tried to keep your professional front, but it was proving to be difficult. 

“We’re..” You exhale. 

“I’m still on the job.” You informed him. 

He licked his lips, nodding. 

“Please.” 

Your brows knitted at the soft plea, and before he could say another word, you were leaning in, pressing a desperate kiss to his lips. His hand came down, laying delicately on your cheek, relishing in the softness of your kiss. 

It was all those little moments that reminded him of how lucky he was. 

That’s why he was a little irritated when he saw the newspaper article a few days later. 

The piece was claiming that you had seduced your boss to get ahead in life. He hated the tabloids. He supposed he should have expected it. He didn’t want this to be ruined because people didn’t know how to mind their business. When you entered the room he dropped the vile piece of paper with a frown. 

That caught your attention. 

You were at his side in seconds. 

“Did something happen?” 

You looked ready to drop kick whoever it was responsible for his unease at the moment. He stood, shaking his head as he pointed to the paper. Hiding it wouldn’t do any good. 

“I was careless.” 

You directed your gaze to the article, picking it up as you read the headline and paragraph attached. He expected you to be upset, after all you’re human. If you did have doubts he wouldn’t blame you. 

“This is all wrong.” 

Lex nodded in agreement. 

“I know.” 

He should have done a better job of protecting you. 

“As I recall you were the one who seduced me.” 

You placed the paper back down and looked at him, as if waiting for something more dire. 

“Is that all you were upset about?” 

You didn’t look affected in the slightest. 

“You’re not the least bit annoyed?” He quizzed. 

You thought it was a joke, but he seemed serious. 

“I’ve been shot, stabbed, impaled, almost blown up and run over. I don’t think a few words from a dumb article is going to cripple me.” 

He would have laughed if you hadn’t just listed some very gruesome injuries. 

“Really, you’ve been impaled?” 

“Twice.” 

He nodded, eyes searching for where it probably occurred. It became apparent that he really must have been worried about the article. 

“If you’d like we can remain professional when we’re in public. I don’t want you to be upset every time they print something like this.” 

The fact that you were now reassuring him spoke for itself. 

“I’d prefer it if you ravished me regardless of where we are.” 

“That would get us both arrested.” 

Once again he was laughing.

[aziraphales-library]

Hi! Hope you’re doing well. Do you have recommendations for fics where crowley is aziraphale’s boss?

Hello! There aren't loads, I'm afraid. We have a few on our #boss/employee tag, particularly this post, so check those.

Here are a couple more to add to the collection...

Communication is key by UnproblematicMe (E)

After his week off, Aziraphale returns to work. His mood is not great since Crowley has not once called or messaged him. To his further annoyance his boss Gabriel is in the office early. Only, it's not Gabriel.

Part Four of Office Shenanigans series

Through the Looking Glass by NaroMoreau (E)

Window washer Aziraphale hopes his work would be easier. That his employer, Mr. Crowley wasn't such an arse, and more importantly, that he wasn't so maddeningly appealing.

Boss and Secretary by Alfawolf_23 (E)

Aziraphale goes to a big city to start a new life, what he didn't expect is that his life would change drastically.

- Mod D

[truly-morgan]

[kinktober 2021: sounding (18+)]

RuoCheng | Mo Dao Zu Shi Modern AU 13-10-2021

Day 13: O̷m̷o̷r̷a̷s̷h̷i̷ / [Sounding] / S̷a̷d̷o̷m̷a̷s̷o̷c̷h̷i̷s̷m̷

Jiang Cheng is being punished in his boss’s office after he was caught flirting with Wen Zhuliu and Wen Xue.

====

“Daddy” Jiang Cheng whined, body trembling despite being unable to move really, trying to see where Wen Ruohan was, still sitting at his desk. He moaned louder when he felt the vibration of the vibrators attached to his nipples and dick get stronger, making him shake even more.

He wanted to cum so bad, but he couldn’t because his daddy had placed a sound in his urethra to punish him. He wanted to see his daddy and be touched by him, yet the man wouldn't come back to him after leaving him with his arm tied up behind him and his leg tied and spread apart.

“Daddy” he cried, starting to feel a bit helpless after what felt like hours of being edged like this with wrh not giving him any attention. “I won’t do it again am sorry” he said, “I didn’t mean to flirt with xue-er and Wen Zhuliu” he assured. He was going to cry if the man didn’t come to see him right now, fat tears hanging at the corner of his eyes.

His breath caught when his daddy suddenly appeared in front of it, a knee placed on the sofa. Jc tried getting closer, starving for his touch after so long of being ignored. “As my a-cheng understand his lesson?” he asked, receiving quick nods from jc, “Yes I did!”.

He hummed at that, fingers slowly caressing their way down his chest, taking away the vibrator at his now oversensitive nipples. He still played with them again, enjoying the way his cute boy would moan and whine for him. Then his hand slid downward, teasing his overly sensitive cock which was only asking for relief.

He teased the metal toy stuck carefully in it, gaining whine and protest. He decided to take pity on him, knowing wzl and wx had probably done it on purpose anyway. He knew jc could be a bit teasing with people, but he also knew he was faithful to his dear daddy.

“If a-cheng promises then Daddy will forgive him, here’s your reward”. 

Wrh carefully played with the sound, stimulating him some more until he finally took it out. It was not long before jc finally came, messing the leather couch, the ground and coffee table in front of him.

He was left twitching and shaking from his strong orgasm, the first one he had after hours of edging and teasing like this. The vibrator was finally taken off too.

Wrh gently kissed his temple, carefully working on untying him. When it was done, jc was quick to weakly loop his arms around him, requesting a hug from him. Of course, he gave it to him, even if it could mess up his suit, hugging jc close to him, gently leaving kisses on his while whispering how much of a good boy he was and how good he did just now.

He allowed his assistant to take a much-deserved nap after he made sure he would be alright and cleaned up, bringing his paperwork to the coffee table so he could sit close to jc who wanted him near.

He watched as his precious boy was sleeping beside him, looking more relaxed than when he came in to work that day. Wrh stole one last kiss from his sleeping assistant before going back to work.

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(sounding is not really my thing so maybe it's why it was not as long as some others, but it was still fun to write)

Original - AO3

[bl-bam-beyond]

BL- BOYS' LOVE:

Series: THE NEW EMPLOYEE (2023, KOREA)

Jong Chan (KWON HYUK) encouraging his intern/employee/boyfriend Seung Hyun (MOON JI YONG)

My prediction (and I would love to wrong, in fact I hope and pray I am) but ...

Seung Hyun is quite capable but yet he didn't get the job. The company approved his work for the J-Card Campaign...Jong Chan can barely hide his feelings for the sexy young intern. And Jong Chan was called away for a "meeting" just moments before Seung Hyun got his rejection. Could they're kiss by the elevator been seen by someone or captured on security cams. Please let me be wrong. Could homophobia be rearing its ugly head?

[all-ship-are-bad]

To start the ball, here a popular ship from my current interest:

Katsuya Serizawa / Arataka Reigen [Mob psycho 100]

People call this ship "unproblematic" yet it is filled with power imbalances that are so wrong and unforgivable 😤.

For starters, they have a boss/employee relationship, where Serizawa works under Reigen's supervision. Obviously, this is very wrong since Reigen could abuse his authority!

Second, Serizawa has lived most of his life as a shut-in, which causes him to have struggles socially and lack maturity, so he's obviously mentally younger than he should be. Meanwhile, Reigen has never had that kind of problem and is a mature adult who socially works well, he can easily take advantage of Serizawa's lack of knowledge.

Also, just to add another layer, Serizawa sees Reigen as some kind of social mentor, which could also be abused.

Plus, with how Serizawa is, he's probably closer to the mind of a teenager, so gross, how can you ship an adult with someone who's the equivalent of a minor 🤢.

All in all, just like every ship out there, very problematic and gross, normalised and encourage a romantic relationship where someone has authority over the other. And this doesn't mention the borderline pedophilic part where Serizawa is basically the same as a teenager😰.

[kissablelips-desireslure-vol1]

MY DAMN BUSINESS (2024)

JUNG JAE BIN (as Mr. Han)

&

JEON YU BIN (as Su An)

[madeinjapan-thailand-blbambeyond]

MADE IN THAILAND

Series: Bad Guy My Boss

JAMES HAYWARD PRESCOTT

KAD PLOYSUPA

[skylarmoon71]

Miguel O' Hara (Across the Spider-Verse) AU- Extra

If he thought you were intolerable before, you’re insufferable now.

Now that you were aware of his feelings, you spent every free moment teasing him.

“Good morning Mr. O’Hara.”

You were smiling way too big at eight in the morning.

“Good morning,” 

His gruff tone replied.

You got to work shortly after the greeting, and he’d just glimpse at you ever now and then. At one point he caught your eyes and he scolded himself for getting distracted so easily.

“It must be hard working so closely with me when you’re head over heels in love sir.”

There it was

“I mean I know my beauty might be distracting, but try to hold yourself back. Unless you want to take me right here and now.”

You flipped off the little suit jacket on your shoulder dramatically, striking a pose with the back of your hand on the top of your forehead.

“Please be gentle sir.”

He snapped the pen he held in half.

“GET OUT!!”

You were giggling the whole way out and he dropped his head on the desk. Somehow you’d gotten the upper hand.

~

More often you found yourself watching little clips people have taken of Miguel fighting crime. This particular one he’d stopped four robbers. Successfully tying them against a pole with the cash for the police to take in. The video seems to zoom into him from behind and your eyes run over the comments. All of which seemed to be centered around his very nice booty. An idea sparked in your head and you grinned wickedly.

Later that afternoon most of the employees had already left. You’d completed most of your errands and you came back into Miguel's office. You weren’t surprised to see him browsing through his computer.

“Mr. O’ Hara, I think there was a mix up with the Truman project, would you mind grabbing it for me.”

He nods, heading over to the shelf to get it. When he gets there, his brows raise at the small speaker on his shelf that he had no recollection of putting there. He turns back to you in question, but you already have your phone out.

Hot in...

So hot in herre...

So hot in...

I was like, good gracious ass bodacious

Flirtatcious, tryin to show faces

Lookin for the right time to shoot my steam (you know)

You were bobbing your head to the song and he could feel his eyebrow twitch, clearly agitated. He wasn’t sure what was worse, the fact that it’s clear you have no shame, or you seem to know all the lyrics to the song.

Lookin for the right time to flash them keys

Then um I'm leavin, please believin

Me and the rest of my heathens

Check it, got it locked at the top of the four seasons

Penthouse, roof top, birds I feedin

No deceivin, nothin up my sleeve, no teas-

He crushed the electronic in his palm and you stared.

“H-Hey that cost money you know!!”

“Maybe next time you’ll be more careful with your items. He dropped the shattered pieces on the floor, moving back to his seat.

That was the end of that.

It’s fun to mess with Miguel. It’s just so easy and his expressions are the cutest. Another part of you does it because you know the serious cases he deals with on a daily basis. If you could do just a little to lessen the load he carried, you would.

Much like your day, sometimes your nights would collide.

It’s not really that strange for him to drop by your place in his spider suit anymore.

The first few times it's like he was checking to make sure you were okay. So when you see his familiar silhouette on your balcony, you’re not that surprised. You keep flicking through the channels on your television set.

“How was your little night patrol? Did you catch any bad guys?”

No reply.

So you turn.

His head is hung low and when he finally removes his mask. He won’t really meet your eyes, and you drop the remote, rushing out of your bed. In seconds you're at his side.

“What’s wrong!?”

He looks physically fine, which is a relief. But his eyes hold so much sorrow.

“I was.. too late..”

He sounds so defeated. You can only imagine what he’s gone through. Miguel is not one to show his vulnerabilities or ask for help. So the fact that he’s standing here right now says a lot. If you could take away all that pain, you would in an instant. Your hands reach up and you wrap them around his torso, hugging him. This is all you can offer. It takes a moment, but he hugs back. You can feel how tense his muscles are. How they all seem to relax as he lets out a shaky breath.

He’s hurting.

This isn’t something your usual quick witted jokes can fix.

You pull away slowly to look up at him. You can feel the reluctance in his hold to fully part from you.

“Why don’t you stay over tonight. I bought a couple things the last time you came crash landing here. I’ll heat up the bath for you, how does that sound?”

He nods slowly.

“It sounds good, thank you.”

“Of course.”

You brush your hand along his cheek, smiling at him.

“I don’t know how, but it’ll be okay.”

He’d believe just about anything you say. He never thought you would become someone he’d bring his troubles to. It’s hard doing this everyday and pushing his pain to the side. He always lectured himself to be strong. Not to depend on anyone other than his late brother. People always did what was beneficial for themselves.

Yet here you are, offering him comfort. A place to lay his head. A shoulder to lean on. He feels like he’d robbed himself of this for so long.

You move to take a step to get the items he needs, but he grabs your hand. You can see that he hadn’t meant to do that. He looks as though he’s about to apologize, but you shake your head. Pushing unto your toes, you leave a kiss on his cheek. When you part, your smile has his heart hammering,

“I’m not going anywhere.”

Somehow that’s exactly what he needed to hear.

So he steps into your bathroom and cleans up. You’d taken his suit and threw it into the wash. He steps out maybe fifteen minutes later wearing a t-shirt and sweats. The towel is placed on the top of his head that’s still partially damp. You slide to the bottom of your bed, gesturing him over. He drops right next to your feet and you giggle as you take the towel and begin drying his hair. He’s so obedient and it’s endearing.

“He’s like a domesticated cat now.”

There’s a bit of a soft side that comes out when he’s around you. You’re grateful that he doesn’t always hide it. More than that, you like that he hadn’t gone home to be alone with his thoughts. Just the idea of him in the dark beating himself up for something that was obviously out of his control brings an uncomfortable feeling to your chest. Your motions stop and he turns his head. Your hands take his cheeks, and the towel slides to the floor. He means to question you, but you lean forward and the second he feels the warmth of your lips, his brain shuts down. He’s just sitting there a bit wide eyed. You hold him for one, two..three seconds. Then you pull back.

“Whenever you need someone, I’ll be here. No matter what happens, I have your back. Please don’t ever forget that.”

He’s not sure he can give a response that would truly express how he feels. He leans up, and you smile when his lips meet yours. He seems very eager. Your fingers get lost in his hair. It takes a moment for you to realize that he’s rising. You only register it when his body is hovering over you.

Your breathing is no longer steady, and he places you down against the pillows.

“M-Miguel..”

You sound a bit uncertain. It’s the first time he’s ever seen you like this. It's a welcomed change from your usual teasing tone.

“Sí, cariño.”

You’re not one for promiscuous relationships. This step is something you take very seriously. He can see it from your expression. He’s quite the same. It’s not that much of a shock. Trust issues tended to do that. The last girlfriend he recalls having was back in high school. Way before his abilities manifested.

“It’s okay, we don’t have to go any further if you’re not ready.”

You shake your head.

“I’m ready.”

You look so sure, so willing and he has to bite his bottom lip to hold himself back.

“You don’t have to force yourself because of me.” He turns his head, and you grab his cheeks before he can get lost in his own thoughts.

“I’m not forcing myself. I do want this.”

“Te deseo.”

He thinks.

His eyes move back to your waist. It’s then that he realized that you weren’t wearing any pants. He can see your panties that peek from under your oversized shirt. His nose catches a hint of an aroma and he licks his lips.

“What does she taste like..”

He can’t help but imagine it. Your scent is starting to filter through. He can just taste your desire in the air. You catch the subtle change of his irises and you gulp.

“I-Is everything okay.”

“Que maravilla.”

“A-Are you sure? Because you’re looking at me like a piece of steak.”

He just grins and it really doesn’t help. Your mouth is claimed by his soft ones, and your brows knit in satisfaction. His hand slides easily under your shirt and you barely hold back a moan when he goes straight for your underwear. His finger runs over your folds and you pull back with a gasp.

“M-Miguel!!”

Your back arches, because the slickness offers him a chance to guide his finger in.

“You’re all wet cariño,”

He tsked, and you sent him your best glare.

“W-What the hell do you expe-ah!”

You jolt when he adds another finger. You're gripping at his shoulders, and he welcomes the needy hold.

“Too much?” He questions softly.

You shake your head, and the second he moves his fingers inside you, your body reacts. He pushes them at an angle, and you’re honestly surprised that you haven’t cum yet. Miguel slides them out, only to force them back in. You cry out, and he leaves a light kiss on the base of your neck. Your thighs are squeezing tightly against his hand. He can’t help but imagine how they would feel around his neck.

“Spread your legs.”

You’re surprised at the demand, and you mean to call him out on the very arousing statement, but when he begins to move south, his intentions are clear. He slips your underwear off in record time.

“W-Wait Miguel!”

He’s already between your thighs and you fight back a moan when he slides your legs forward. They are basically on his shoulders and he dives in. His tongue slips between your folds and you sob at how incredible it all feels. His tongue is probing and so very hot. He’s licking and sucking as if he’s been starved. He was quite literally devouring you in the best way possible.

“Delicious..”

He mumbles out.

“D-Don’t talk while you’re down there!” You protest. It was as if he was trying to drive you crazy.

His tongue strokes you in a particular spot and you can’t stop your release. It rips through your body like a storm. You’re spasming for what feels like a full minute, and Miguel laps it up greedily. When you finally come down from your high, he’s drawing back, licking the edge of his fang. His eyes are almost glowing in the dull lit room.

He pulls his shirt over his head, and you watch from your spot, enjoying the show. You take in every ridge, each tight muscle. You’re a bit surprised that his shirt is able to cover so much. His sweats are next to follow and you take in the size of him.

“Shit..”

He lowers back to the bed and you sit up slowly, lifting your own shirt over your head. You’re a bit bashful. You can’t help but cover your chest. It’s not so much that you’re self conscious. You’re just not used to this. It’s been such a long time since you’ve been with anyone. You hadn’t realized until now just how much you’ve wanted this.

“I want to see you.” He urges.

Your hands slowly lower, and that hungry look returns to his eyes at the sight of you.

“Hermosa.”

You shiver at the drop in his voice.

“I should tie you up and make you scream for all the times you’ve driven me crazy..”

That excites you, and he presses you into the bed as begins leaving kisses at every spot of your body that he can.

He pulls back for a moment, just to admire you. When his eyes meet your own, he takes in the bashful look on your face. His body easily covers your own. He can see the blush on your cheeks, the anticipation in your eyes as you lay there so helpless to his touch. His fingers dance along your thighs as he parts your legs.

Breathing staggered, eyes glazed, you anticipate it all.

Your body trembles when you feel his member brush your thighs.

You can’t help but glance down.

“Oh my…”

You’re pretty much soaked. Just from the sight of him.

“Having second thoughts.” He teases.

“N-No!”

Miguel smirks, thumb massaging your skin.

When he finally enters, you let out a shaky moan. Miguel groans himself.

You’ve always assumed that Miguel is a pretty big guy. But seeing really is believing. You’re somewhat impressed that he actually fits.

For a second you weren’t sure.

When he finally settles, you both seem to pause, an attempt to catch your breath. His eyes reflect that ruby glow. His hand moves your face and he brushes your hair back.

There’s something much softer in his gaze. You’re not used to this. Seeing such a tender side to him.

He kisses you, and you lean into it happily. Miguel smiles against your lips and his hips thrust forward. You part, crying out. Miguel brows knits as his breathing increases.

“Couldn’t help myself..” He says softly.

Another thrust and you’re fighting to grab onto something. To anchor yourself as he drives you mad.

“Se siente tan bien..”

He mumbles into your ear.

You whimper, hands laying on his shoulders as he picks up the pace. Every time your hips meet a moan follows.

“M-Miguel!!”

He knows.

Your body has become so sensitive, so he’s not very surprised at your cries.

His attention is to elect more of those screams.

All night long.

~

Miguel is a man who delivers.

Because you wake at some time later the next afternoon.

The light is peaking through the curtains. You turn, the faint soreness of your body registers, and you take notice of the hulk of the man lying beside you. His hair is adorable ruffled against the pillow, face relaxed. There’s no sight of that permanent frown. Just the beautiful auburn color of his skin. You can’t stop yourself from sliding your fingers into his thick hair. It’s so soft. His brows furrow for a second, and he lets out a soft breath.

“(Y/N)...”

His little whisper of your name makes your cheeks red. You leave a kiss on his shoulder, then another on his forehead, the side of his jaw. He lulls awake, that ruby stare catching you by surprise.

“Cariño..?”

His head turns and you kiss him happily. He groaned in the back of his throat. Clearly not expecting you to attack him as soon as he woke up. You climb on top, and he finds his hands settling on the curve of your waist. 

Your body pressed this closely, it’s hard for him not to get excited. You finally part, and you can see his fangs peeking out. You grin at his lapse in control.Your lips drift to his neck, and his eyes close. When you sink your teeth into his skin lightly he lets out a startled little moan. You brush your tongue against the mark.

“You’re not the only one who gets to be possessive.”

You coo, nibbling on his ear. Miguel shivers at the pleasured sparks that rush through his body.

He can’t deny he likes being marked by you. 

[morganbritton132]

17 year old, CEO Tim Drake canceling a press conference and then putting out a statement like, “Sorry for canceling last min, Alfred said that he was going to run my laptop through the dishwasher if I didn’t clean my room. I think he’d do it :/. Also, wasn’t really in the mood. Cya -Tim.”

[fanaticalthings]

While I do find it funny that henchmen in Gotham probably warn each other about the Red Hood because he's a bat who will actually kill you. I think it would be better if Jason was actually seen as some sort of savior or idol to like 90% of the goons scattered around Gotham. Doesn't matter who they work for, they all know Jason, former crime-lord that took over majority of Gotham's underground in one night.

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Jason, years after the events of UTRH, now fighting crime alongside the batfam, except every goon he runs into immediately recognizes him, stops fighting, and starts begging.

the first time it happens, Jason assumes they're begging for their lives only to hear them begging for him to return to the crime lord business so they can work for him and not Gotham's current money-stingy, abusive rogues (Black Mask lol)

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Jason showing up to patrol as backup for Dick in an overrun warehouse full of Two-Face's henchmen and as Jason's about to interfere, one of the men stops dead in their tracks and stares really hard at Jason until:

Goon: Oh my God, boss, is that you?

Jason, pulling out his guns, about to shoot:

Goon: Mr. Hood, sir???

Jason, halfway about to pull the trigger: Wait a min–Jeremy? Oh wow, it's been ages! How's the wife?

Goon (Jeremy): Oh my God it IS you, holy shit where have you BEEN? Me and the guys miss you, man!

Dick, with a knife at his throat: What is happening right now

Jason: Ahh, well, crime-lording just wasn't fitting in on the daily schedule. Tryna turn over a new leaf and all that

Goon (Jeremy): Aw, that's disappointing. We really liked working for you, right guys?

[Chorus of enthusiastic "YEAHS" from the rest of the henchmen (even the one holding Dick at knifepoint)]

Goon (Jeremy): Well, anyways, I can't beat you up knowing you're my old boss! You gave us the best health benefits! We'll just let you take the evidence and leave.

Jason: Aw, thanks guys :)

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And that's why 95% percent of Jason's missions in Gotham end in success. Not because he's willing to kill people or because rogues are terrified of him, but because 90% of the rogues' henchmen once worked for Jason and fuckin love him lol.

[truly-morgan]

[Kinktober 2022: Praise Kink (18+)]

RuoCheng | Mo Dao Zu Shi Modern AU 09-10-2022

Day 9: D̷e̷e̷p̷t̷h̷r̷o̷a̷t̷i̷n̷g̷&̷F̷a̷c̷e̷s̷i̷t̷t̷i̷n̷g | [Praise Kink] | C̷o̷s̷t̷u̷m̷e̷s

Wen Ruohan realises the young man replacing his old secretary seems to enjoy being praised. Poor Jiang Cheng didn’t expect his new boss to enjoy getting him flustered.

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Wen Ruohan hadn’t been sure when he was told he would have a temporary secretary since Wen Zhuliu was on medical leave. The man was already used to his schedule, habits and personality, gained after years of working for him.

Thankfully this would only be a temporary thing.

But upon meeting his replacement, he decided to change his mind a little bit.

Who would have thought that the son of Jiang Fengmian, one of his business rivals, would one day be his secretary?

This was bound to be rather interesting, especially if he could meet the man before Wen Zhuliu’s return. He’d love to see his reaction.

But then, more than interest and amusement, he realised that the young man was actually really efficient.

He had no idea how come the young man wasn’t working for his family’s company, but if it meant having things go smoothly for the weeks to come, he wouldn’t complain.

He was even able to deal with him easily without shying away too much, clearly testing the water to see where he could go. He really liked working with him, it was getting more interesting by the day.

Then Wen Ruohan realised something.

The boy seemed to really like praises.

He first noticed it when he praised Jiang Cheng for his hard work after the sudden amount of work coming up after a mistake was made by one of his sons.

The young man had gotten a little bit shy, cheek gaining a bit more colours at the praise, half denying it with a quiet “I was just doing my job”.

He has never been one to really hold back praises, especially for good work.

But then he starts to give Jiang Cheng /even more/ than he would usually do, just to see if he’s right.

And right he is.

At first, it’s about the young man’s work, looking out for the light blush and happy look in his eyes he got every time.

He always looks so proud to be praised for his hard work. Pride and happiness are a pretty good look on him.

Then he also mix in compliments and praises about Jiang Cheng's look, more subtly at first to make sure he didn’t mind.

But every time, the young secretary would blush prettily, clearly not expecting the nice comment.

“Really? I-I tried this hairstyle because my nephew thought it would look “cool” on me” Jiang Cheng admitted, not looking directly at him.

This makes Wen Ruohan hum softly. “Well, your nephew has good eyes, this really suits you more, It shows us more of your pretty and handsome face” he smiled, enjoying the way Jiang Cheng grew bigger and his face even redder.

After that Jiang Cheng wears that hairstyle more often.

One time, as he comes back to the office he notices Jiang Cheng at his desk, and then something else catches his eye. He’s impressed by how focused the young man is, not noticing him leaning over his shoulder to whisper near his ear “I didn’t know your ear was pierced~”.

To this Jiang Cheng jumps, face already red and hand quickly going to his ear. “Y-yes! I forgot to take it off this morning, sorry” he says, moving to take it off.

Wen Ruohan stops him, a soft smile on his lips.

“It’s okay, I also wear some to work, there’s no need to get work up over it,” he says, fingers gently brushing over the rather discreet jewellery. “The purple gem really suits you” he commented, “I like it”.

All Jiang Cheng seems to be able to do is nod, which makes Wen Ruohan chuckle fondly a little bit. Of course, before going back to his own work, he doesn’t miss praising the young man on how good he’s doing his job.

Then Wen Ruohan starts giving even more praise and compliments every day, to the point that even Wen Xue comments on it when he visits him one evening. He simply offers a smile at his son’s questioning look.

With more praise also comes the touches. It was really small at first. Purposefully brushing fingers with him. Gently patting his hair when he praises him. A nice pat on the shoulder, hand lingering for a moment too long.

Then he gets a little bit bolder when Jiang Cheng doesn’t seem to mind. Fingers caress his jaw as he helps by replacing a strand of hair behind his hair. Sitting close enough for the thighs to touch even when there’s enough place to not be so close, close enough for the thighs to touch even when there’s enough place to not be so close, an arm thrown on the backrest behind Jiang Cheng.

Helping him “take care of his tie” where he gently pat his chest afterwards, and lingering for too long.

A hand placed on his shoulder or lower back when going somewhere together.

The more Jiang Cheng blushes at them and the less he seems to hate it, the more Wen Ruohan wants to push the boundaries. He knows he’s already crossed the line that would be sexual harassment, it’s all because the young man seems to like it.

And he knows he does.

He can see the glance thrown his way in what he assumes is supposed to be unseen. He can feel Jiang Cheng letting himself lean a little bit more towards him when they are close to each other.

Not enough to really be noticed by others, but enough for Wen Ruohan to feel it. The disappointment in his eyes when Wen Ruohan pulls back or doesn’t touch him when he’d usually do so.

Then one day, Wen Ruohan decides to test the water, see if he can get away with more, a praise on the tip of his tongue for so long now. “You’ve done an excellent job, as always” he starts, before his smile shifts into something more seductive, “You’ve been such a /good boy/, like always,” he says, emphasising a little bit on the name part, eyes never leaving Jiang cheng.

And he wouldn’t be able to look away at his reaction. His face starts to get this pretty shade of red he likes to see on him.

Eyes growing a bit wider, something shifting in them. Those pretty lips are slightly biting down onto.

And he doesn’t miss the /shiver/ he saw running through the young man.

“T-Thank you, sir” Jiang Cheng manages to breathe out, shifting a little where he was standing. Wen Ruohan stands up as he finishes his words, making his way slowly to him, standing close in his space.

“Do you like it when I call you that?” he asks quietly, leaning closer to his face. He takes all in how the young man seems to shift a little more, eyes not daring to meet his as he gets even redder.

There’s a moment of silence at first, “It’s alright baby, you can tell me” Wen Ruohan decides to encourage him slightly.

Seeing Jiang Cheng seemingly still hesitating, the older man is ready to just back down and apologise, when he feels a hand grab his shirt.

He looks down a little at the hand, before looking back up at his secretary who now was looking back at him again. “I… I do” he finally says.

his brings back a grin to Wen Ruohan’s lips, hand going up to cup the young man’s face. “Of course, you do,” he says, “You’ve been such a good boy for me since you started working here” he then mentioned. “Maybe I should give you a reward, should I give you one?”.

“I was” Jiang Cheng confirms, melting into his touch, nuzzling the palm of his hand. “I was a good boy” he repeats.

“You’re very right on that” Wen Ruohan coos, thumb gently brushing against his cheek. “Then is there something my pretty boy would like?

If he’s not wrong, Wen Ruohan knows what effects he has on Jiang Cheng and has seen where those lingering glances would look at sometimes. And he would lie if he said the young man wasn’t to his taste, far from it even, he was absolutely gorgeous, even more, when he tried to follow his praises.

He can see Jiang Cheng's half-lidded eyes drifting down a little bit, back to biting those pretty lips again. It’s not too hard to imagine what he might have been thinking about right now.

“I cannot guess if you don’t tell me properly baby” Wen Ruohan chuckles softly.

“I… I want to make daddy feel good” Jiang Cheng finally says. Wen Ruohan is more than pleased by the name, his grin growing wider.

“Then I shall let my baby boy do just that,” he says, hand slowly sliding down his neck, then his chest and stopping at his waist. “I am sure you’ll do a fantastic job like always,” he says.

This sure seems to put even more confidence in the young man, now nodding at his words as he walks them to the couch of his office.

It is already pretty late in the evening, and no one should really be in the office at these hours.

At least, no one that would have any business coming to his office. For good measure he still locks the door, turning back to Jiang Cheng only to find him still standing where he left him.

He joined him back, sitting himself on the comfortable couch, leg spread enough so someone could easily kneel between them. And it sure didn’t take too long before the empty space was filled, Jiang Cheng now kneeling before him.

His hands are already on his thighs, massaging them a little bit, seemingly hesitating to go and open his belt and pants. “Look at you, obediently waiting for my signal” he gently teases, a hand gently caressing the younger man’s face.

“It’s your reward baby, you can do whatever you want” he assures him.

And it doesn’t take more before hands are getting to work, undoing his pants and pulling them down enough to free his already half-hard cock.

Jiang Cheng is a bit clumsy in his movements, but also seems to know where he’s going and what he wants to do. As if he had thought about this before.

Probably more than once, Wen Ruohan dared guess.

Jiang Cheng first only used his hands, stroking him into full erection, delicate fingers exploring curiously the length of his cock. then, as if it wasn’t enough anymore, as if he needed a taste of it, Jiang Cheng started peppering kisses on it too, carefully licking at the head at some times.

It was something interesting and beautiful to look at. The usually so composed and proper Jiang Cheng, now on his knee in front of him, kissing and licking his cock.

A hand went running through his silky hair, the young man clearly enjoying the attention.

“Look at you, it's as if you’ve always wanted to do this” he commented, enjoying the blush it earned him.

“You’re doing such a good job baby” he then decided to praise, which earned him a quiet moan.

Then Jiang Cheng tentatively took it into his mouth to suck on it, slowly trying to get it deeper.

Wen Ruohan wasn’t when was the last time anyone had given him a blowjob, but it sure hadn’t felt as good as this. And the young man, despite clearly being inexperienced, looked so earnest in doing his best.

Jiang Cheng did seem a bit frustrated to not be able to take him all in, but Wen Ruohan didn’t want him to force himself. It was alright if he didn’t take him down his throat the first time.

The groan and moan that the older man was purposefully not restraining sure seemed enough to show him it was alright.

And so he started bobbing his head up and down, slowly settling down in a rhythm that was good for him.

The sight of his teary eyes was beautiful, sometimes going a little bit too far. Wen Ruohan couldn’t help but wipe the tears away to taste them.

“You look so beautiful, with your pretty mouth wrapped like this around my cock” he praised him, hand gently patting his hair, “You’re doing such a fantastic job baby”.

Jiang Cheng moaned at his praises, adding to the sensation around his dick. He hadn’t fully anticipated the night to finish like this, but he sure was happy he tested the water earlier.

At some point, he started moving his hips a little bit, following the rhythm set by the younger man. And of course, he couldn’t stop praising him. How could he not? When he was working so hard to make him feel so good and looked so pretty doing so.

“Fuck” he cursed, the hand in his hair gripping him a little bit, “Daddy’s about to cum, does my good boy want to drink it all up?” he asked. He received a moan at his question, Jiang Cheng nodding as he still suck on his cock.

“Then make sure to swallow everything up” he grinned.

Not long after he came, Jiang Cheng doing as he had said and drinking it all up. He even made sure to clean him up before letting go with a little kiss on the head of his softened dick.

He then opened his mouth a bit shyly, showing him.

“What a good boy, you did swallow everything for me” he praised, gently patting his head.

He then noticed the tent in Jiang Cheng’s dress pants, looking painfully hard and as if he hadn’t really touched himself.

“Look at you, it must be painful staying like this” he commented, which did earn him a quiet “Yes” followed by a moan when his shoe gently brushed against his bulge.

“Come here, Daddy will make you feel better,” he said, patting his lap to indicate to come up.

Jiang Cheng did get up on shaky legs, allowing himself to be pulled into his lap, sitting sideways.

Wen Ruohan then went and teased him through his pants, drinking in all the whines and moans he could get out of Jiang Cheng.

The young man was gripping him for dear life, hiding in the crook of his neck.

After a while he decided it was enough teasing, undoing his pant so he could free the erection from its prison.

“My baby boy has such a pretty cock” he praised, starting to jerk him off slowly, allowing him to also fuck into his fist.

“Why don’t you cum for me, hmm~” he asked, “I want to hear your beautiful voice when you come from my touch” he then continued.

It didn’t take too much for Jiang Cheng to also come, dirtying his work attire. But it was alright, Wen Ruohan could help him clean up a little bit. Plus there shouldn’t really be anyone around.

They stayed for a moment without saying much, Jiang Cheng slinging to him as he panted, slowly coming back from his orgasm. Wen Ruohan was gently brushing his fingers through his hair, whispering how much of a good boy he was and how much of a great job he just did.

“Do you want me to take you home Baby?” he asked, “My house” he then clarified.

It would be the weekend, after all, he could spend some time with his precious boy if said boy wanted to stay with him.

“Yes,” Jiang Cheng whispered, sounding a bit tired. This did make Wen Ruohan chuckle softly, moving a little so he could leave a kiss on the young man’s temple.

“I’ll take you home then” he replied softly.

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(I feel like I have a thing for writing boss!WRH and Employee!JC. Look at him, being so gentle with his new good boy)

Original - AO3

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