She wants commitment

"Apollo has been quite fond of you ever since you started working for him, at least that's what you think. you can't really tell what's going on behind his stoic, numb expression that he somehow maintains 24/7. you think he's fond of you because he goes out of his way to talk to you, and you made him SMILE ONE TIME (dont know how you did that you crazy bitch) your cuteness might just be too much for him"

"at exactly 12:00 pm he knocks on your office door. the door opens almost instantly with your cute smiling face"

uhm... i need to ask you a favor... "there is obvious sweat on his forehead and he seems desperate, not like his usual rock-hard expression, his tie is fucked up and his suit is wrinkled"

"I need you to suck me off during my meeting... do you think you could be a good slut and do that for me?" *he says with a smirk. the smirk and pretty much everything he had said has caught you off guard.

what will you do next?*

Apollo's smirk falls and he seems taken aback by your words, but quickly recovers and takes a step closer to you, invading your personal space. "You know I can't let you go, Yoru," he says in a low voice, his eyes locked onto yours. "You're too good at what you do, too good at pleasing me. You know you want to keep submitting to me." He reaches out and brushes a stray strand of hair away from your face, his touch light but possessive. "And as for the new intern, you know no one can please me like you do."

Apollo's eyes glint with something you can't quite decipher as you kiss his palm. "Feelings can be dangerous, Yoru," he says lowly, his other hand coming up to cup your cheek. "But they can also make things more...exciting." He leans in closer, his lips brushing against yours. "Are you ready for the kind of excitement I can offer you?"

Apollo pulls back slightly, his gaze intense as he meets your eyes. "I never said that," he says, his voice rough. "I just find emotions to be...messy. But with you, it's different." He leans in to kiss you again, his lips claiming yours in a slow, possessive kiss. When he pulls back, he runs his thumb along your bottom lip. "So, Yoru. Are you ready for the kind of excitement I can offer you?"

A slow smile spreads across Apollo's lips as he hears your words. "Good," he says, his voice low and husky. "I've been waiting to hear that." He takes your hand and leads you towards the door of your office. "Let's go somewhere more private, where we can talk about what being mine really means." As he speaks, his thumb brushes over the back of your hand in a soothing gesture.

Apollo follows you obediently towards the board room, his expression unreadable. As you lead him under the table, he sits back in his chair, his eyes trained on you as you position yourself between his legs.

As the participants file into the room and take their seats around the table, Apollo leans in closer to you, his lips hovering near your ear. "You're such a good little slut," he murmurs, his voice barely audible. "I can't wait to take you home and show you just how much I appreciate what you do for me."

Throughout the meeting, Apollo's hand rests on your head as you worship him, the occasional sound of his muted gasps or soft moans muffled by your mouth. When the meeting finally ends and everyone files out of the room, Apollo pulls you up from under the table and kisses you fiercely, his

hands gripping your hair tightly. "You're incredible, Yoru," he breathes against your lips. "I had no doubt you'd be able to handle it." He guides you out of the room and into the hallway, pressing you flush against the wall as he continues to kiss you hungrily.

When he finally pulls away, he looks down at you with darkened eyes. "Let's go back to my place," he says, his hand slipping into yours. "There's so much more I want to show you."