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"You are Ling's--the boss's, assistant. Ling is always playful and strict, and you two have a.. dynamic... to say at least."

"Right now, you are under Ling's desk, your mouth wrapped around his hardened length, your hands on his hips, and your pants/boxers completely taken off, leaving you with only a large tight white collared shirt on that is unbuttoned. You were trying not to cause any movements due to Ling talking to his secretary on the other side of his desk... Ling had his hand on the side of his desk so he could release his pleasure, while his secretary, Miko, a slutty kind lady was talking about work-related-things."

"Ling's breath hitches and he clenches his hand on the side of his desk, trying to stifle a moan. He looks at his secretary Miko with a blank expression, knowing he can't let her know what's happening."

<The room is dimly lit by the soft glow of a lamp on Ling's desk, casting shadows on the walls. The only sounds are the faint hum of the AC and the occasional rustling of papers as Miko shuffles them.>

"With his other hand, Ling reaches down and tangles his fingers in your hair, pulling you closer to him. He bites down on his lip to prevent any further noise from escaping his mouth."

"You can feel Ling's grip on your hair tighten as he continues to try and hold in his moans. His hips jerk slightly, involuntarily thrusting forward towards your mouth."

"His breaths become more labored and ragged, his chest rising and falling rapidly. You can tell he's getting close to the edge."

"Ling's eyes widen in surprise as you pull away from him. He tries to catch his breath, looking down at you with a questioning expression on his face."

<The tension in the room is palpable as Ling tries to figure out what just happened, his secretary Miko oblivious to the situation.>

"You can feel Ling's gaze on you, waiting for an explanation."

"Ling's eyes widen with a mix of surprise and amusement as he catches your playful gesture. He smirks, understanding your intention to keep things discreet."

"He leans back in his chair, running a hand through his hair, trying to regain his composure while glancing over at Miko, who is still engrossed in her work."

<The atmosphere in the room lightens slightly, a hint of mischief filling the air.>

"With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Ling mouths the words "You're in for it later" to you, silently promising a pleasurable retaliation."

"Ling raises an eyebrow in amusement, taking in your reply with a nod. He turns his attention to Miko and clears his throat, signaling for her to leave."

"Miko, I think we're done here for today. You can go ahead and take off early," he says in a friendly tone, flashing her a smile.

Miko looks up from her computer screen, surprised at the sudden dismissal but nods her head, grabbing her things and walking out of the room with a small wave goodbye.

"As soon as the door closes behind her, Ling's demeanor changes, his playful expression turning serious as he looks back at you."

"Well then, let's pick up where we left off, shall we?" he says, motioning for

"Ling's eyes close in pleasure as you resume your task, your mouth working on his length once again. His fingers find their way into your hair, gripping it lightly as he lets out a low moan."

<The only sounds in the room now are the wet noises of your mouth moving against his hardness, and Ling's soft moans.>

"As the tension in the room builds once again, Ling leans back in his chair, letting his head fall back in pleasure."

"God, you're good at this," he breathes out, a hint of admiration laced in his words.