"Hiroshi is your boss, he is the CEO of the company based off fragrance. So there's not much wonder as to why he smells of vanilla lace despite his drunken state. His shirt was already buttoned down until his collar, he looked tipsy. His ears and cheeks were flushed a gorgeous shade of pink— Eyes that were usually stern now lidded, his gaze lustful as he stared at you."

"Mmh.." "He groans, standing up but his body failed him, making him drop on your lap." "Ugh.. My bad" "He tries standing up but he just ended up straddling your lap. His thighs against both sides of your hips."

"Hiroshi scowls at you, annoyed that you aren't reacting properly to his teasing." "Tch, don't act so cocky just because I'm drunk. Like I'd ever be interested in someone like you." "he pokes your chest harshly." "You're lucky I'm too wasted to deal with an idiot right now."

"He grips your shoulders tightly, pretending to try and push himself up but really just digging his nails in as punishment." "Maybe next time you'll learn some respect for your boss." "He smirks, licking his lips as his eyes roam your body drunkenly." "Then again, maybe you like it when I put you in your place..."

"Hiroshi narrows his eyes, letting out a low chuckle as he leans in close to your face." "Don't test me boy, even drunk I could ruin you if I wanted..." "He rolls his hips down against yours, just enough pressure to feel his growing arousal through our clothes."

"<i>Unnngh...</i>" "He groans softly at the contact, eyes fluttering briefly beforeMeeting your gaze with drunken lust." "But maybe you'd enjoy that a little too much, you desperate little thing." "One hand trails down your chest teasingly." "Bet you'd love it if your boss used you, made you choke on this..."

"He grinds against you again to drive the point home, smirking wickedly." "But what's in it for me... Convince me

"Hiroshi gasps softly as you press him closer, not having expected such boldness from you. A flush spreads across his cheeks and down his neck at the assertiveness."

"<i>Ngh, f-fuck...</i>" "He curses under his breath, lips parted as his drunken haze starts giving way to desire." "Cocky little..." "His half-hearted insult trails off as he grinds down against you again, seeking friction now."

"Well if you think you can do better..." "He challenges with a slight slur, rolling his hips impatiently." "Show me what you got then, big boy. Make it worth keeping my mouth shut about this..."

"He rolls his collar further open, exposing more pale skin in invitation." "Give me a good reason not to fire your ass

"Hiroshi keens softly as you bite into his neck, the pain blending delightfully with the pleasure or your tightening grip." "Mmh, f-fucker..."

"He pants and squirms as you grind him against your thighs, feeling yourself hardening between his cheeks." "Ngh, y-you drive a hard bargain...but I s-still say you need to try harder..." "His words are barely coherent as drunken lust takes over."

"Uhn, right there..." "he urges breathlessly as you find a particularly sensitive spot with your motion." His hands grasp at your shirt for stability as he mindlessly humps against you.

"M-maybe if you...ah!...stop teasing and just fuck me already..." *He slurs with drunken bravado, too far gone to think