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lee harker fucks u in her office and watches u leave w her cum dripping down ur leg… ☺️🎀💗

g!p lee harker fucking reader in her office 👀 (contains: g!p lee harker, breeding, reader coaxing lee into fucking them at work, reader is wearing lingerie, reader is referred to as having a "pussy," "folds," "clit," "cunt" and "tit")

(thank you so much for this ask omg this idea is so hot and this was sm fun to write hehe)

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oh, one thousand percent. you probably go to lee's office in guise of bringing her lunch, or a coffee, smiling innocently at her coworkers as you ride up the elevator and make your way to her office. she's surprised seeing you enter, a mix of adoration and gnawing worry whirling in her. adoration because, well, it's you, and worry due to how her superiors will feel about you visiting so casually.

she's able to immediately tell when something's up. the way your palms flatten on her desk, your body leaning over it, giving her the perfect sight of your cleavage. she swallows down a hard lump in her throat. she knows you've been wanting, of course she does. her late nights at the office stealing away time together, the way you've been practically dry humping her during your morning makeout sessions, whimpering and groaning when she has to get up and leave, how your body flinches and jerks when she gives you the most innocent of touches nowadays. she knows. and just as badly, she wants you. when she comes home late, and you're already sound asleep, she jerks off in the shower, tension coiling in her body from the long days and wishing she could wake you to relieve it.

all of this knowledge fits like a puzzle piece when she picks up on the way your tone is extra needy, and the arch your body takes against her desk. her sharp eyes scan your body, which is wrapped up in a long trench coat, nails digging into the arms of her chair as you make your way around the desk, the paper bag holding her lunch totally neglected. you settle down on the desk in front of her, legs stretched between her spread thighs, which god, look inviting for you to sit on, but you hold back, wanting to tease her just a bit. you reach a hand out, cupping her jaw, thumb smoothing over the bumps and freckles on her skin. her eyes still on you, she presses a small, wet, doting kiss on your palm.

when her eyes skip over your torso, you smirk, knowing she's ready for your little surprise. you unbutton the jacket, opening it, and removing your skirt to show the bodysuit you're wearing underneath, trimmed and twined with lace, flush against your body. a small noise of surprise croaks from her throat, and she blinks at you. despite her face seeming blank at first glance, you can detect all the hints of her being flustered. her eyes are wider, her cheeks are pink, and her lips are parted. you grin -- oh, she wants you.

her hand twitches, tensing as she reaches it out, hesitation clearly stilling her movements. you gently grab her wrist, pulling it in and placing it on your chest. her breath shudders, and she softly squeezes at your tit. "god, baby."

at the sound of voices suddenly exploding from outside her door, you both start in surprise.

her hand slips from your chest, and she clears her throat, ducking her head away from you, almost as though looking at you is unsafe for her. "we can't. not here, not at work."

you pout, using your foot to stroke along her shin, smiling when her jaw clenches at the sensation. "you're always at work these days."

she sighs, veins in her hands flexing and protruding as she clutches the chair tighter. "I know, I know, baby. but, you know I need to."

"I know you do," you softly say, peeling a lock of her hair behind her ear. she leans into the touch. "but, I just... I miss you so bad, lee."

she gulps, fingers beginning to thrum. your mouth twitches at her telltale sign of starting to get overwhelmed with arousal. with a sigh, she mumbles, her own voice less than convincing, "I know. and I miss you too. but, we can't. if we get caught, it'll be trouble. a lot of trouble."

you stroke your index finger from her cheek to her lip, letting it dip along the pink wetness of her mouth, which opens, almost as though she wants to suck your finger in. but, you continue your trail downwards, finger running down her neck, where a muscle is tightening, all the way down to the open collar of her shirt, roving around her chest. god, you love how she keeps these shirts open. her chest, her neck, her collarbones -- you just wanna get your mouth on it.

"I'm already wet," you whisper. "I fucked myself before I came here. we could be so quick, baby."

her reservations snap. she knows she shouldn't do this, she knows it like the back of her hand. there are so many rules and regulations that are part of this job, and she is quite certain that not fucking in an agent's office is on the top of that list. but, she can't help it. it's you, and that's enough to bend every rule out of place. plus, at this point, her cock is aching with with desire, the shape of it clearly outlined in her grey pants. she fucking needs to get it inside you. it's been too long, and you're both gonna leave this day frustrated if you two don't do something about it.

she sinks her fingers into your ass, yanking you down to her lap. you nearly yelp, having to press your lips together to keep quiet as you straddle her. your arms immediately wind around her neck, her ponytail softly tickling your forearms. you shift, thighs locked tightly outside hers in the small chair, legs dangling to the ground. her grip on your ass is relentless, squeezing into it so she can help you stay balanced.

your mouth opens silently when you feel her dick under your crotch, stiff and poking from her pants, curved against your folds. even between the fabric, you feel just how hard she is, and it's enough to get you gasping as she sinks her nails deeper, helping you roll your hips against her. you gasp at the sensation, nodding for her to do it again, and she gives you a half-smile, immediately obliging you and pulling you in, raising her hips up so that her cock meets your pussy through the drag of your body.

"you like that?" she murmurs, looking up at you with her dark, beautiful eyes, the stare both heated and tenderly caring.

you nod, not trusting yourself to keep your voice levelled.

she seems to notice this, and licks her lips. and so, it goes on like that for a little while. you dry humping her in her work chair, beginning to leak through the fabric of your lingerie and onto her slacks, leaving an embarrassingly wet patch. her hard cock rubs into your clit as she roughens her movements till you're practically riding her.

it gets too much, and you eagerly reach for her pants, unbuckling her belt. she peers down, rubbing her lips together in anticipation. now that she has you like this, she can't even imagine how she's managed an entire two weeks of not fucking you. you're the epitome of comfort and safety for her. you know her body as well as she knows yours, and god, she's embarrassed to admit it, but you have her wrapped around your finger. having you in her lap like this makes her heart swell in devotion. she feels like she could worship you for hours if you'd let her.

when you gently tug her cock out, you nearly drool at the sight of it. it's so pretty, and it gets so pink and swollen when she's turned on, little beads of come dripping from the tip. you want so badly to suck on it, but you know there isn't enough time to do that.

you readjust yourself on her lap, her own body shuffling down a bit. it takes a minute or two, both of you giggling and smiling when your angling is wrong the first two times. the situation is so stupid that you momentarily pause in your efforts to press a sweet kiss to her smiling lips. her eyes are practically twinkling when you pull away, and you melt. god, she's really yours.

when she finally pushes in, fingers dragging the sodden fabric of your bodysuit away, you forget where you guys are and your mouth opens, a moan just hanging at the edge, ready to spill.

ever so perceptive, she covers your mouth with her hand, winding the other arm around your waist to hold you flush against her. your little squeak is muffled against her palm as she finally sinks in the last few inches. god, you feel so full. her cock is spreading you open, the thick girth of it plugging you so full and leaving you so content and warm inside.

she bites her bottom lip, nearly trembling at how good you wrap around her. you weren't exaggerating -- you're fucking drenched, your cunt's walls sloppy and soft, gripping onto her so snugly. god, jerking off could never match to this.

after a few moments of resting inside you, she tentatively raises her hips up, stroking into you. you sigh into her hand, your moist breath hitting her skin. at your puppy dog eyes practically begging her to repeat her actions, she starts slowly pumping into you. her hand slips from your mouth, arms tight around your waist as she pulls you in for an intimate kiss, her tongue exploring its way into the slippery crevice of your mouth, toying with yours. you slip your arms down, hands rubbing at the spot between her neck and strong shoulders, flicking your tongue playfully. she softly moans into your mouth, continuing to raise her hips up, pushing her cock in and out of you, the gentle rhythm of it producing the nastiest squelching noises. you're certain a mix of come and juices are dripping onto her chair, but you couldn't care less.

"I missed this," you whisper, pressing your forehead to hers.

"mm, I did too." after pausing for a beat, she admits, "so much."

you smile, beginning to move your body against hers. your hips sway a bit faster, rocking her cock into you at a pace that would usually have you keening if it weren't for the current circumstances. her shoulders slump at your ministrations, relaxing under your control. you love her like this. her forehead is shining with a thin layer of sweat, bangs plastered to it, and her tongue keeps flashing when it pokes out to lick at her dry lips. she probably hasn't been drinking enough water lately. you make a mental note to remind her of that after.

you change the movements of your hips, beginning to bounce up and down so that her cock keeps jerking right up into you. you go fast, arousal coursing through you as her cock slips out for mere seconds before being thrusted back in. you can feel the warmth of her precum, and it only has you eager for what's bound to come.

the idea makes you lean closer to her, brushing your lips against her cheek, speaking in a hushed, quiet tone, voice wavering from sheer need. "want you to come in me, lee. please, please. I've needed it so bad. need to get bred full."

she grunts softly, grabbing your ass again and spreading it open, the sudden motion sending you squirming. she jerks her hips up to meet your movements, beginning to pound harder and faster into you. "god, yes. I need it. need to make you mine, need to watch it pour out from how full you get."

you nearly choke on the whine tickling at your throat, kissing her. you sit down on her cock harder, determined to get every drop of come snug in your hole. when she tenses up, eyebrows scrunched, jaw tense, you giggle, kissing her. "excited, hm?"

at your teasing, she gives you a slight glare, gripping your ass in one hand and curling the other around your body, standing up and pushing you onto her desk.

as your back thuds against the wood, your breath quickens in anticipation as she presses her chest to yours, arms braced on either side of your head. she continues thrusting in you, cock fucking you open and wet. she whispers against your ear, "cute. as though you didn't come here begging to get bent over."

you shiver at her playful words, wrapping your legs around her hips as her skin smacks against yours. heavy breathing and wet squeaks are the only noises echoing in her small office, both of you sweating from the tight space and body heat. her cock pounds you open even more, the soft exterior of it rubbing against you just right.

she snakes a hand down, thumb beginning to firmly rub your clit. you nearly cry out at the feeling, yanking her down by her blazer so she could kiss you quiet. the throbbing of your stiff bud intensifies and pulses, and you begin to tremble under her, feeling your orgasm rushing at full force. "lee, baby, I'm gonna..."

"do it," she rasps against your ear, continuing to fuck against you, the desk beginning to croak under the weight of your two bodies. "give it to me. I need it."

after two more minutes of ceaseless pounding, you freeze in your movements, mouth hanging open, a sharp breath hissing from you as you come. your pussy clenches down, hard, over and over again, the pressure of it making you writhe under her, back arching. she balls her hand into your hair, pulling you up as she sucks on your neck, continuing to fuck you as you ride it out.

you slump against her desk, spreading your legs out further, your body a wet and pliant hole for her to thrust into. you mumble against her lips, "lee, please, please, come in me. wanna go back home filled with you. wanna be plugged full. want you to mark me up as yours."

she grits her teeth, her hips slamming down faster and faster, until she tenses up, body trembling and small gasps escaping her lips as her eyes screw shut. streams of come begin to leak into you, the warm thickness of it coating your walls, and her dick sounds even messier in you now, soaked and wrapped in both of your juices and sticky come.

in the aftermath of her orgasm, she sags against you, her face tucked into your neck. you stroke your fingers through her soft brown hair, kissing the sweat from her forehead. she sighs, nose rubbing against your damp skin as she nuzzles deeper.

after a few moments of you two wrapped up in each other, she mumbles, "god, I should've known you'd one day make me do something stupid at work." her voice is tinged with a playful fondness, the lack of malice made even more apparent by the soft, wet kisses she scatters on your skin.

you giggle, a part of you somewhat satisfied and prideful in how much she'd do for you. "is that code for 'I love you'?"

she looks up, chin perching on your chest. "I don't need code for that." her eyes gaze longingly into yours, unflinching, and it somehow feels even more intimate than all of what you guys just did.

when you guys are cleaned up (lee sneaks to the bathroom for some wet paper towels -- oh, she also needs to blow dry the wet spot on her pants lmfao) and dressed again, lee watches sadly as you sling your bag onto your shoulder. she slowly walks over to you, kissing your forehead. "I... it won't be like this forever, okay? things will ease up soon. I promise." a small nod laces her words, her voice firm with determination.

"I know." you kiss her cheek. as hard as it is to go through bouts of late nights, quick conversations and busy days, you know it's because of who she is as a person -- the person who you fell in love with. focused, passionate and set on helping others. it's hard, yeah, but you know she's always there to talk to you about it. and you both will always get back into the mutual flow and language just the two of you share.

she swallows, overcome with a sudden burst of gratitude for you, the feeling akin to a flood of sunshine. "I, um... I love you."

you beam at her. "I love you too, lee."

she presses her forehead to yours. "no code?"

you laugh giddily. "no code."

she leans on her desk, arms crossed, shamelessly staring as you saunter to the door, ensuring to sway your hips in an almost comedic way. typical lee, though -- rather than laugh, it just makes her even more horny. especially when she notices the trail of come rolling down your thigh. her breath catches in her throat, a possessive streak bolting through her at the sight. god, she really did plug you full. plug you full of her.

before you can open the door, your front is pressed to it. you're about to question her, but then, she's on her knees, lapping at your legs, licking up the remnants of her come. you press your cheek to the door, gasping.

and, yeah, your departure definitely gets prolonged by another fifteen minutes.