He got up in order to go into Mr. King’s office, but quickly went back to his jacket to grab a mint. He was sure that Robert just wanted to talk to him about something work related, but it was better to go in minty fresh just in case there was more kissing involved. The man did seem to have a new tendency lately to sneak-attack kiss him whenever the mood struck. Daniel shook his head in disbelief that kissing his boss was even an option now and went to face the music.
He knocked twice on the office door and then let himself in, seeing as how he was expected.
Robert looked up from his desk where he was signing papers to give Daniel a once-over. “Daniel, good. Come in.”
Taking a steadying breath, Daniel closed the door behind him and walked over to the large desk. Flashbacks of the night before came flooding into his mind and he replayed every detail about being fucked over it. He felt his dick swell.
“What can I do for you?” Daniel asked, aware that his voice had gone slightly, and unintentionally, seductive. Robert motioned to one of the two chairs that were facing him and Daniel quickly sat down.
Robert put down his pen and leaned back casually in his chair. Daniel’s eyes were drawn to the way the older man’s shirt clung to his pecs and he swallowed thickly.
“I think we should talk about last night, don’t you?” Robert began. Daniel had both longed for, and dreaded, this conversation. He couldn’t imagine it would end with Mr. King asking him out on a date or anything.
“Sure,” Daniel agreed. “I know that you had been drinking and that it was a very stressful day for you. If you want to just go on with pretending that it never happened then I will respect that.”
Robert raised an eyebrow at him. “What’s going on between you and Patrick?”
Daniel starred at him for a moment wide-eyed. “Um, me and Patrick? Nothing. We’re sort of friends I think, but that’s all. Why?”
Robert just frowned and stared at Daniel with an intensity that made him uncomfortable. “Do you have plans for tonight?”
Daniel frowned and felt himself start to get angry. So what were the rules here? he wondered. Was he not allowed to ask questions? “I don’t know. Why?”
“Last night shouldn’t have happened,” Robert finally said. Daniel gritted his teeth and huffed.
“Yeah well, you know what, it did happen,” he seethed. “I’m sorry that it was so awful to you that you woke up filled with regret or whatever but it’s not like you weren’t the one to make all the moves. And you know what, if you regret it so much, then why the hell did you kiss me in the elevator?”
Robert looked back at him and Daniel could see that he was trying not to smile at Daniel’s sudden outburst.
“Don’t laugh at me,” he demanded.
Robert held up a hand. “I’m not, I promise. It’s just that I’ve never seen you like this. You’re usually so levelheaded and quiet.”
“Yeah well that’s when you were just my boss,” Daniel told him. “Now you’re also the man who fucked me over his desk and is now giving me the ‘this should have never happened,’ speech.”
This time Robert did smile. “Come home with me tonight.”
Daniel looked back at him, astonished at the sudden about-turn the conversation had taken. “What? You just told me you regretted it.”
“No I didn’t,” Robert calmly pointed out. “I said it shouldn’t have happened, and it shouldn’t have. However, it’s done now. I’ve already given in to temptation so why not give in again.”
Daniel felt as though he were losing control of the situation, and quick. “I don’t understand you.”
“Very few do,” Robert told him with a grim smile. He suddenly sat forward and rested both of his elbows on his desk. “Look, Daniel, I’ve never done this with a man before. I’ve slept with them, of course, now and then, but I’ve never felt the desire to kiss them senseless in an elevator.”
Daniel felt the corners of his cheeks begin to tug up and he tried, and failed, to make himself look away from those baby blue eyes. “What are you saying?”
Robert looked at him seriously and Daniel felt his heart pounding in his chest as he waited for the older man to speak. “I’m saying that I want you to come home with me tonight.”
Daniel huffed out a laugh. “Great, that clears up everything.”
Robert just shrugged. “That’s all I can give you now. Is it enough?”
Daniel didn’t really have to think about it. He knew that the crush he had been nurturing for the other man was on the verge of blooming into love, and that when he did fall he would fall hard. The threat of a broken heart wasn’t enough to deter him though, not when it meant he would get to feel Robert King inside him again.
“I’ll meet you by your car at seven,” Daniel told him before getting up and walking over to the door. He looked back at his boss to see that the man was smiling softly as he watched him leave.
“Mr. King,” Daniel breathed as he broke the kiss. “I think you’re going to regret this when you’ve sobered up, so maybe I should call your car for you after all.”
Robert caressed the tip of Daniel’s nose with his own, his whiskey-sweet breath wafting over Daniel’s face. “Your lips always look like you’ve been eating strawberries. I’ve never seen lips so naturally red.”
“I, um, I chew on them,” Daniel admitted. “It’s a nervous habit.”
Robert grinned and cupped the back of Daniel’s head before swooping in for another kiss. This time there was nothing soft or gentle about it. Robert forced Daniel backwards until he bumped into the desk, his lips biting and devouring Daniel’s.
“Do I make you nervous, Daniel?” Robert whispered.
“Fuck,” Daniel breathed before nodding. The edge of the desk was digging into his backside but with all the sensations he was currently feeling, he barely cared. Robert’s body was flush against Daniel’s, and as there was very little height difference between them, Robert was able to push his groin into Daniel’s, making them both moan as their erections came into contact.
He couldn’t believe this was happening. He felt as though he should try and put a stop to it, certain that he was taking advantage of the older man somehow, or was he the one being taken advantage of? He didn’t know and he found it hard to care. As Robert’s lips left his and traveled down the pale column of his neck, Daniel knew he was done trying to talk himself out of it.
“Oh fuck, yes,” he breathed as his boss bit down lightly. He could feel Robert’s mouth smile against his throat and his hands gripped the desk behind him for something to anchor him. Robert brought his face back to Daniel’s and his cocky grin, the one that Daniel had never had the pleasure of seeing before, was firmly fixed.
“I had no idea you had such a filthy mouth, Daniel,” Robert breathed, his hands coming round Daniel to grasp his arse. “I wonder what else I could get you to say.”
“Please,” Daniel begged as he attempted to push his erection harder against his boss. Robert grinned brilliantly.
“Well that’s a nice start.”
Without warning, or any further conversation, Robert turned Daniel around and bent him over his desk.
“Oh Jesus,” Daniel cried in disbelief. This was actually happening. He felt vulnerable suddenly, and unsure of what he was doing. Robert had been with so many people, if the rumors were to be believed, and was so confident in everything that he did, Daniel worried that he would be a letdown.
Two strong hands traced over the line of Daniel’s back before slipping round to the front and unfastening his trousers. He felt them being tugged down his thighs and heard the sound of the other man as he too undressed. Daniel wished that he could see Robert, he was certain the man made quite the sight with his trousers down and his shirt still on.
He couldn’t be sure of what Robert was about to do to him, but he had a fairly good idea. It had been a while since he had felt another man inside him and he suddenly worried that his boss might be too far gone, both on alcohol and on lust, to think about lubrication and condoms.
Daniel couldn’t speak though, he didn’t want to. He wanted to give in and put his trust in Robert, so that’s what he did. He tensed as he felt his cheeks being spread and the unmistakable feeling of a dick sliding along his crack.
“Such a beautiful boy, Daniel,” Robert groaned. “I want to destroy you, to use you up and leave you broken on the floor.”
Daniel’s fingers gripped the edge of the desk, wondering what the hell the other man meant by that. “Please, I need something. Don’t fuck me dry.”
Robert chuckled darkly and placed a kiss to the small of Daniel’s back where he had pushed his shirt up. “I won’t fuck you dry, don’t worry. I’m going to make you nice and wet.”
With that Robert dropped to his knees and pushed his face into the cleft of Daniel’s arse.
“Oh my god,” Daniel cried. Never in his life had someone done that to him, and he had been in a relationship with a man once for a year. He felt the warm wetness of Robert’s tongue flicker over his entrance while his large hands kneaded and squeezed the cheeks. Daniel involuntarily arched his back, pushing his arse back more onto Robert’s face.
“Oh fucking hell,” Daniel moaned breathlessly, his fingers gripping the desk so hard that it hurt. He both heard, and felt, Robert chuckle against his most intimate place. The feeling of a wet finger suddenly replaced the tongue and Robert began peppering kisses over each check as he slowly worked a finger in and out of him. Daniel didn’t know if he had found something to use as lube, or if he was just using his own saliva, but either way it felt good.
“I’m going to own this arse, Daniel,” Robert promised, his voice low and gravelly.