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jooyeonsvape · 1 month ago

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— ceo keeho

genre; smut

pairings; ceo!keeho, female!reader, dom!keeho

w/c; 3.5k

synopsis; ceo!keeho took an interest in his new trainee and she doesn’t see his true intentions until they’re behind closed doors.

warnings; spanking, choking, cursing, squirting, some dry humping, throat fucking

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“i’ll be watching your every move while you train.”

this statement by the intimidating ceo of your new job plays through your head over and over again while you scramble to get your clothes on. first day and you’re already late, there’s no way he’s going to go easy on you for this one.

you race inside the building and take the elevator to the 7th floor where you’re met by keeho standing infront of the doors, arms crossed.

you bow your head apologetically at the tall man, “i’ll pack my things.” keeho follows you to the small cubicle and stops you from packing the few things you brought from the day before. “you’re not fired, consider this a warning. we’ll be watching closely.”

when he leaves you with his assistant that had a clip board, you let out a sigh of relief. you start your first official day as a trainee and glance at the man who followed you everywhere.

he acted like you weren’t there as he writes your movements down, but you try to stay positive and ignore it.

after a week of being followed, you start to get irritated and gather the courage to knock on keeho’s office door. “come in.”

you enter the dark room, due to thunderstorms, and see keeho at his desk with glasses on. the only sound that could be heard was clicking of his keyboard and you step closer in.

“[Y/N], what can i help you with?” instead of answering his questions you notice how prominent his facial features are in this lighting and admire the strong jawline.

“[Y/N]?” you hear a distant voice ask again and you get out of the dissociative zone you didn’t even realize you were in. “sorry- i was just wondering why your assistant was still following me around. i haven’t made any more mistakes since day 1 and i don’t see any other trainees being babysat.”

keeho takes the glasses he was wearing off and nods his head, “i’ll look at his notes and decide from there.”

you couldn’t help but get defensive, “but sir, i’ve been doing a good job, and it makes me uncomfortable when he follows me around the entire building.”

he nods again, “i’ll look at his notes and decide from there.” you tried hard not to roll your eyes and just fake a smile, “appreciated.”

at the end of the day his assistant never left your side until he got called by keeho while you pack your work station to go home.

one of the trainees who sat next to you nudged your side softly, “why are they up your ass so much? i guess you really pissed the ceo off.”

you pout at her and shrug, “i’ll just hold my head high and not let them pressure me.” you smile proudly and walk to the elevator with her.

“[Y/N]? can we have a quick talk?” you look up to see keeho with his same blank expression he always wears. fear struck you, are you really getting fired for being late one time? a week ago?

instead of fighting it, you just nod and follow him to his office, the assistant leaving when you enter. “have a seat.”

you gulp and do as he says, sitting down on the leather chair infront of his desk. “i reviewed his notes like i said i would.” you watch as he sits at the end of his desk with his leg touching the side of yours.

“and?” you ask scooting over just enough for him not to notice. “do you find me attractive?” your eyes shoot open and let the breath you didn’t know you were holding, out. “w-what?”

keeho looks at you seriously, “do you find me attractive?” your eyes dart to anywhere but his eyes and shrug, “yeah, you’re okay.”

he laughs and stands up from the desk, “the file says you look at my office every 5 minutes or so, then when you see me, you straighten your back and tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. also, you talk to me at a higher pitch voice than everyone else.”

keeho walks behind the chair you sat in and circles back to his desk, sitting down. “any explanation?” you bite the inside of your cheek and shrug, “you’re very attractive, but i’m professional.”

he nods his head and squints his eyes, “professional huh? my assistant claims when i walk past your desk, you lean over a bit and push your breasts up with your arms to appear bigger on the chest.” there was an undeniable blush on your face and you cross your legs as he talks.

“i think he’s over exaggerated a few of those.” you announce and keeho chuckles to himself while he reads the paper. you lean over and try to peak at the writing but keeho blocks you from seeing it.

you grind your teeth and stand up, going to take the clipboard but keeho grabs one of your wrists in his big hand. he pulls you gently so you were inbetween his thighs while he’s still sitting on the chair and he smirks up at you.

“did you wear this short skirt for me?” he teases and lets go of your wrist so he could slowly lift up your skirt. “may i?”

you watch his moves carefully and couldn’t deny the wetness that started to build in your panties, so you nod, giving him permission.

keeho lifts the fabric until it was bunched up at your waist and he had a clear view of your panties. “these are cute, we need to get you some i like.” he smirks and runs his fingertips along the lacy fabric.

you look down at his fingers and get embarrassed when a trail of wetness runs down your thigh but keeho looks up at you, intrigued. “that needy huh?”

“it’s been a while.” you blush and he chuckles, standing up from the chair. “have you ever been spanked?” you shake your head and he smirks again. “take off your shirt and bend over.”

reluctantly, you unbutton your shirt and turn around to bend over his desk. “like this?” keeho rubs your covered ass cheek and nods, “perfect.”

“you were late your first day, that’s worth 3 slaps, then you tease me during office hours, that’s 3, and lastly, you took your lunch 30 minutes before you were supposed to, which is 4 slaps.” you gulp as he speaks with your ass up and nod.

“since this is your first time, i’ll go easy and do 10, but i wont go easy going forward.” keeho speaks strictly which made you scared for what’s to come.

he slides your panties off slowly and drops them to your ankles. “pretty.” he whispers softly and rubs your right ass cheek. “ready?” you nod again, too nervous to say anything. “use your voice.”

you stammer, “y-yes.” and look back at him with pleading eyes. “good girl.” he smirks and raises his hand high before slapping your ass cheek hard. your body flenches with the contact and keeho rubs the cheek again.

“count for me.” he instructs and you slowly count, “1… 2… 3…” until you reach 10 and your ass was blood shot red with big hand prints on it. “wasn’t too bad was it?” he asks and you shake your head. “it felt good.”

keeho nods and leans down to kiss the redness, “good girl, now, come on your knees.” you do as he says and kneel down looking up for the next command. “take my pants off.”

you unbuckle his pants and let them drop to his ankles, then rub gently on his bulge through his underwear but he swats your hand away. “take my boxers off too.” he instructs and you pull them down until his hard dick pops out.

“open.” keeho commands and slides his tip through your lips with a soft breath. before you could start bobbing your head, he was already moving his hips while unbuttoning his shirt.

you thanked tonsillitis as a child for removing your tonsils so you didn’t have a gag reflex because after he threw his shirt off, he started going faster.

he steadily grew with his thrusts and grabs your head with his hands as he snaps his hips down your throat. “good girl.” he mumbles under his breath and you look up at him with innocent eyes.

you notice he only had a tie around his neck and the rest of him was nude as he thrusts.

to make if feel better for him you moan, sending vibrations up his cock and his legs jolt at your action. he pulls his dick out of your mouth before he could cum and pants down at you. “how do you breathe?” he asks with a chuckle and you blush, “through my nose.”

keeho grabs your hand, walking the both of you over to his desk chair and sits down. “get undressed for me, make it sexy.” he smirks, watching your half clothed body.

you blush again and sit backwards on his lap unbuckling your bra slowly. you didn’t really know what you were doing but the adrenaline took over.

he took your panties off earlier so you milk the bra for as long as possible. you turn your head to look at him while you let the fabric drop to your lap.

you stand up and bend over slowly to show him your exposed pussy, making his lip bite. “so pretty.” he mumbles, taking his dick in his hand, jerking himself slowly. “turn around, let me see those tits.”

you do as he says and grab them in your hands, squeezing hard. “want my dick?” he asks and you nod with a small whine.

keeho smirks and stands, pushing you up against his office window. “let the world see you get fucked.”

you gulp at the little people walking along the streets and you push your ass against his dick. “beg.”

“please fuck me keeho, i need it now.” he smirks and slides his tip in, making you gasp. just the feeling of his dick stretching you out could make you cum. “please go hard.” you mumble against the window, not caring about the people anymore.

keeho grabs your neck from behind you and snaps his hips as hard as he could inside of your pussy. you yell his name, mixed with profanities and spread your legs wider for him.

“i want you to cum on my dick baby.” he whispers in your ear and tightens his grip on your neck, making your moans strained.

because you haven’t had sex in so long, you already feel your legs shake and reach your hand down to rub your clit to fasten the high.

“cum now.” he growls while he pounds into you from behind hard and you almost instantly squirt on him, which makes his dick slip out of you. he watches the stream of juice flow out of you while he jerks himself and cums on your ass.

you yell his name again and continue to rub your clit until you stop squirting. “fuck.” he mumbles and you blush, “i forgot to tell you, i’m a squirter.”

keeho gets tissues from his desk and wipes the cum off your ass then gives it a smack. “i see that, i love it. want to come over to mine and have more fun?”

you nod excitedly and point at the wet ground, “are we going to leave that?” he chuckles and shrugs, “i’ll have someone get that out of the carpet on monday, right now i want to make you squirt again.”

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