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Yuuri wiggled a little in his chair. His face was starting to get a slight flush to it but he was sure no-one would notice — Yuuri blushed often. If not from getting easily embarrassed or from the shyness he was known for, then from the sex toys he usually had rammed inside himself even during office hours.
The small bullet vibrator nudged his g spot and Yuuri had to bite his lip to keep from moaning out loud. He'd decided to venture his toy to its highest vibrating setting today and it was definitely affecting him more than he had thought it would.
Yuuri was so wet. His cunt was swollen and dripping slick all over his panties, the wetness soaking through his pants. Yuuri loved it. He loved the feeling of being aroused and wet, especially in public. Like now, while he was at work.
This habit of his had started off as an accident during his college days. It shouldn't be surprising that Yuuri as a male omega loved having his hole pounded. He really, really loved dick. But the thing was, Yuuri was picky. Very picky. Not any old cock would do. And size did matter.
Once, before he found this different way of satisfying himself, Yuuri had been going out briefly with an alpha who ticked all of the boxes — he was handsome, tall, fit with broad shoulders, smelled good, not dumb but not condescending either. But then when it came to the most important box, the guy had not lived up to Yuuri's standards. His cock was barely the standard size for an alpha and he also came fast, before they even got to the good part, and worst of all, he was selfish in the bedroom. When Yuuri had refused penetrative sex at their first (and last) time together, he hadn't even bothered to think an omega could be pleasured any other way and didn't return the favour when Yuuri got him off. Yuuri ended up taking care of himself with his alpha dick dildo which was at least two inches bigger than the alpha's who Yuuri dumped the next day.
He was rather sceptical after that. The alphas that approached him, and many did even though Yuuri preferred to dress in plain clothes and was rather shy at first despite his sexual prowess, were shot down without hesitation. And so, once Yuuri locked the door on his love life, he learned to make do with other things instead of unworthy alpha cocks. He expanded his already nice toy collection with more options and broke them in thoroughly.
One day Yuuri had been enjoying afternoon yoga with an egg vibrator inside his cunt, when Phichit, who was supposed to be on a coffee date, barged in. The Thai beta screamed something about checking his email and forcefully dragged Yuuri out of the apartment despite his protests. One of their tests had been reschedule and if they didn't leave right now, they would be late. Yuuri was forced to sit through 3 hours of economy tests in a old t-shirt and tight yoga pants while an egg vibrated inside his wet walls.
Yuuri had never been so turned on in his life.
Needless to say, it became a habit. Instead of slutting it up at parties like other college students, he got his rocks off at lectures and study sessions while nobody knew anything was happening. To them he was just the innocent male omega who was apparently too shy to go out with any of the alphas.
And that's how Yuuri got where he was now. Twenty five year old office worker for a major multi area company who was secretly a closet pervert and a huge slut (well as slutty as someone who was still a virgin be anyways). Yuuri hadn't dated anyone since that one alpha but he hadn't felt the urge to give up his hobby to have sloppy one night stands.. But well… There was this one alpha. Handsome like he was carved out of marble by ancient artists, tall and broad like he could lift Yuuri off of his feet with no struggle at all, his scent more alluring and arousing than Yuuri had ever smelled and it never failed to make him gush slick out of his folds. And he was smart, definitely smart, at only twenty nine this alpha was CEO of the company that Yuuri worked at. Victor Nikiforov.
Now the reason Yuuri was yet to climb on what he suspected was a spectacular cock attached to his unfairly attractive boss was that he actually liked his job. Despite all the sex toys, frilly lingerie under his clothes and occasionally masturbating in the public bathrooms, Yuuri took his job seriously. He liked it and he was good at it — there was a reason he worked on the same floor as his boss and it wasn't to drool after the man (or to wet his panties every time they were so much as in the same room). Not to mention, relationships between coworkers were against the company rules. Like both parties getting fired level of forbidden.
Yuuri was devastated, but had to accept that he couldn't do anything about his crush, not if he wanted to keep his job. And even without the rules, Yuuri knew deep down that Victor, Mr. Nikiforov, was way out of his league. Yuuri after all was just the office slut with secret hots for the boss.
It was nearing two o'clock in the afternoon and Yuuri was starting to wonder if he overdid it. The toy's constant buzzing inside him was driving him a little insane — by now his pant were already completely soaked and his hard cocklet was pressing needily against his zipper, begging to be released. Thank god he'd at least had the foresight to wear a long sweater tunic over his jeans that day (it wasn't Yuuri's first day at the rodeo after all). And scent blocking perfume, lots if it. Yuuri knew his slick smelled rather strong, and good, if he could say so himself, but again, he was hell bent on keeping that a secret from his colleagues.
At quarter after two the floor's monthly scheduled meeting started and Yuuri found himself sitting, and sweating, right by his boss’s side.
The conference room had one long table to seat everyone with Mr. Nikiforov at the head of it. Yuuri, in all of his over stimulated glory had the pleasure to be seated immediately to the man's left. It was driving him insane. He'd definitely gone overboard with the vibrator today.
The meeting kicked off and step by step they went through different local and international deals and figures. Yuuri did his best to focus but all he wanted to do was roll to the floor (preferably under Mr. Nikiforov's chair) and moan like a newly presented omega in heat.
"I'd like to see the figures for last quarter's software analysis and for the new deal proposal," Nikiforov said, not looking up from the papers he was reading. God, he was so perfect. The alpha was reclining slightly in his chair, giving off an aura of relaxed control without even trying. “Who has them?”
His voice was so smooth and the Russian accent never seemed to fade completely despite the fact that Yuuri knew his boss had been in the States since his college days.
“Yuuri?”
The Russian alpha had a sharp suit on again today — he always dressed in what Yuuri could only assume were multi thousand dollar suits. Except maybe on casual Fridays when Yuuri sometimes had the pleasure of seeing his boss in only semi casual collared shirts and tight slacks. Unfortunately, this was not one of those Fridays but Yuuri didn't mourn too hard, he could still appreciate a fine suit after all. And Nikiforov did fill it so good.
“Yuuri?”
And his eyes, they were so blue, like freezing glaciers when it was time to go for the kill in business and sometimes, more rarely when he talked about things other than work, a softer blue like a summer sky. They were—
“Yuuri!”
Looking at him…
Yuuri startled so hard he jumped up from his chair, essentially making the vibrator still inside him shift violently and slide a little lower. The omega blushed from embarrassment at the sound of his choked off moan from the new sensation and from dazing out during such an important meeting.
“Yes, I have the figures right here sir!” Yuuri forcefully grunted out and waived his papers in the air as for emphasis before reading the report. "Analysis suggests that segments three and five have gone up since last month. The first by .4% and the second by a massive 3.7%. Which is a full percent more than we were expecting. However the Berg Corporation deal has shown rather weak results so far in regards to…”
What was he even saying , Yuuri hoped he was talking about the right thing. He was having a hard time concentrating on his speech while he was clenching his vagina walls desperately closed in order to keep the vibrator from falling out of him. The iceberg blue eyes had shifted solely to him by now to create extra pressure for Yuuri to keep himself together.
He shivered a few times involuntarily from the spikes of pleasure running up his spine but pushed through it and he was just about to finish his part of the presentation when Nikiforov suddenly interrupted him.
“What is that noise?”
Everyone turned to look at the boss, straining their ears to get what the man was talking about. Yuuri froze, his blood running cold. He didn't need to listen — he was pretty sure he knew what buzzing noise the alpha was referring to.
Nobody said anything, they just sat there looking confused. One of the higher ups directly under the CEO shook his head and said he didn't hear anything.
“U-um, should I continue?” Yuuri asked, desperately clenching his folds closer together. As the bullet slid lower inside him the buzzing got louder and louder, threatening to make its sound known for others in the room too.
“Yes, go ah— seriously, don't you hear that? Where is that buzzing coming from?! Turn off your phones before a meeting!” The boss frowned irritated. Everyone hastily muted their smartphones before they could get the blame for the noise apparently their CEO could hear (and Yuuri of course). Yuuri's pulse raised.
“Now continue.”
“Ah! Yes!” Yuuri hastily finished his part of the meeting before sitting down ungracefully. He was flushed, sweaty and could definitely hear the buzzing too loudly. Nikiforov was studying him with an unreadable expression as Yuuri just tried to act like he hadn't had multiple dry orgasms in the last few hours.
He kept taking worried side glances at his boss only to find the man still looking at him. Yuuri blushed even harder and couldn't help but to fidget — a huge mistake on his part since when he fidgeted his vibrator fidgeted with him and Yuuri couldn't keep in his choked off moan.
Everyone turned to look at Yuuri curiously so he tried to turn it into a cough and quickly grabbed a glass of water from the table to drown in one go. After that he kept his eyes strictly forward, no more taking peeks at the alpha next to him, too afraid that his eyes would betray him. He was so focused in his battle of mind over matter he didn't even notice the gentle roll of an office chair being pushed a little closer to his side.
Focus, need to focus… just a little more and the meeting is over. Just a l—
“Ah!” Yuuri gasped and jumped in his seat as a warm hand gripped his thigh suddenly.
What the...
Yuuri froze in his chair as his brain caught up and he realised what was happening. He didn't even dare to drop his eyes down to his lap where he was actively being groped, he couldn't believe it. And the table was tinted glass! Anyone could see through it to what was going on in the omega’s lap if they focused their gazes right. Yuuri had already gained their attention enough for the day with his odd behaviour, he couldn't risk one more blunder, so he kept still.
It was definitely his boss's hand, with the way they were seated, no-one else could reach Yuuri's thigh from that angle. Now, just why his boss would be groping him was a bigger mystery.
Yuuri breathed heavy, dead still as the long fingers ran slowly up his thigh, like the alpha was mapping him. With a small shift of a wrist suddenly the digits were running along his inner thigh instead. Yuuri almost gasped again.
Shit. Yuuri couldn't help the way his cunt clenched around the toy desperately as the alpha felt him up — getting maddeningly close to where Yuuri was wet and wanting (not that he wanted his boss to give him a hand job… no definitely not… and he definitely wasn't even more turned on now even though he thought that wasn't physically possible at this point anymore).
Squeeze. Holy hell. Yuuri bit his lip to keep himself from crying out. He was touching his lower scent gland! The scent gland of Yuuri's thighs and crotch were very sensitive to even the lightest touch and here the alpha was basically massaging it. Yuuri shuddered. He felt so close to coming right here and now, infront of everyone.
Just a little higher. Just a little higher.
Yuuri squeezed his eyes closed and held his breath. The alpha's hand slowly slid just a touch higher and he… stopped? Yuuri opened his eyes quickly, mind sobering up slightly from the sudden pause in the stimulation. He finally found the courage to look down and see Nikiforov’s pale fingers pressing on the small remote control that was taped to Yuuri's inner thigh — he was tracing it curiously with his fingers just like he had just a moment ago been doing to Yuuri. The omega almost felt a flash of jealousy before the reality of the situation hit him, quickly followed by dread.
Nikiforov, his boss, the alpha he swore he would not think about, had just been feeling Yuuri up to find the cord to the sex toy inside Yuuri. And Yuuri had just sat there, thinking his boss had suddenly just had the urge to what, pleasure him?
Fuck . Yuuri took a terrified glace at the alpha. He wasn't even looking at Yuuri anymore but staring straight ahead with understandment and… something else in his eyes. Yuuri couldn't place the look.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the hand lifted off of Yuuri's lap and the boss casually leaned his elbow to the table, the fingers that had just been running along Yuuri's damp pants now resting against his upturned lips.
Yuuri was almost scandalized. Yet he was not going dry... He really wished he could just turn the vibration off, it sounded a million times louder to his ears now than it had when he had turned it on earlier.
The meeting felt like it went on for years. In reality it lasted precisely 2 hours and 54 minutes before everything was covered and the staff started leaving, most going straight to get their things to go home for the weekend.
Yuuri too stood swiftly with shaky legs to bolt the conference room before anything else could go wrong. He was just at the door when his boss's smooth, velvet voice stopped him short. He didn't turn around to look at the alpha but he could still hear the words that sunk his gut very clearly.
“Meet me at my office in ten minutes Mr. Katsuki.”
Yuuri was so fucked.