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“Jin-su? You're here early!” Hwak Minjeong, pleasantly noted as she was greeted by the former intern, now newbie of the team, Choi Jinsu, with a warm cup of coffee.
He laughed as he replied, “I have to earn my keep, Don't I, in such a lofty team too?” He flashed her a good natured smile as he did.
Yes, this was how Jinsu usually behaved, he was hardworking, diligent, bright and friendly, a cute little over friendly puppy with not a hint of malice behind those big eyes.
But sometimes, once very rare, now quite frequently, he would seem different. His usual relaxed or even smiling mouth would get drawn into a stiff expression, clenched jaw, furrowed brows, stance tensed as though on high alert. And when, could this scene be apparent? It was effortlessly possible when the CEO of Samuel Fund, Song Theo would prowl in.
The story goes like this, Song Theo once ‘bumped into’ the head of our M&A department, Yoon Jin Oh in a bidding contest for a certain subsidiary and since then he's set his claws upon Mr Jin-oh quite evidently. He went on and on about wanting to bring the legendary white snake into his own company, how the perks would be better, how the work would be more fulfilling and how his pockets would get much much heavier. But Yoon was barely interested and humored Theo just enough that he remained cordial yet firm in his rejection.
But of course Song Theo has never been rejected before, and he wasn't going to take ‘No’ for an answer today. He'd come into Yoon's office every Tuesday, sometimes it would be the same coaxing tone, other times threats, and recently it seems Theo comes over for…. Something else entirely..
For sometime now Theo showed up with a distinct motive, a changed motive. He no longer pestered Yoon to join his crew, instead he'd just loiter like he was accompanying his father on a “daddy at work” day, he'd lounge around, giving surprisingly good insights rarely, but mostly lazily spectating the office like a bored cat. But this cat was far from bored.
Everytime Jinsu would see his beloved boss, his mentor and his role model being harassed by this freak, his blood would boil. He'd already asked Yoon several times to quit humoring that ‘slimy bastard’ but Yoon would only smile and say,
“who knows? He might be a great connection later on, and you know connections are everything in our field, right?
A faint smile gracing his boss’ face, but this would only piss Jinsu off further. He despised Theo and his pushy attitude, the way he walked as though he was doing everyone else a favor, by gracing them with his presence. He hated his stupid cologne that never quite left Jinsu's already heightened sense of smell. He hated the phony laugh Theo gave his boss, how he bent over Yoon's table to look at documents and providing insight on them, an insight Yoon would greatly appreciate that Jinsu could barely even comprehend.
He hated seeing Theo sprawled out on the sofa right in front of his own desk. He didn't want his view to be Theo's lying figure, with his unusually messy hair, and the slow dribble of drool from his tiny mouth, his legs clutched near his chest…
Anyway Jinsu hated Theo's very existence around his office. He hated feeling inferior to some slender bodied, short pretty boy. Jinsu especially hated Theo's close proximity to his boss. Now Jinsu knows Mr Yoon is only keeping it civil, but it irked him to no bounds to see his role model humoring some rich brat who doesn't know what ‘no’ means. Jinsu hated Theo's very existence.
“What? Just cause he's old money, he thinks he owns us all or something..” he mutter under his breath whenever he'd see the pretty boy prance in boldly every Tuesday, thinking he was out of earshot.
But Theo heard it all, he'd been called a lot of names, and he'd been met with hostility all his life, courtesy of the gold spoon. But there was something electrifying in those dark eyes this ‘Jinsu’ gave him. Something… forbidden… something or rather another thing he'd HAVE to have.
So Theo would run around Yoon, pretending to still be interested in getting the man into his company, taking up his time, and his space, but really it was the exhilarating feeling he was chasing, the one he got whenever he locked eyes with Jinsu while he was on this pursuit of Yoon.. it gave Theo shivers from the tip of his nerves to the very bones of his body.. this thrill….
How could he give it up? No, he had to have more.
Watching this usually doe eyed, docile, sickly sweet man turn into a dark sinister beast only when Theo was involved, it turned him on to no end. Theo had always been the center of attraction, of affection, but this .. this feeling of wanting to be under Jin-su's hateful gaze, it was far more satisfying than any awe-filled gaze or ones full of envy that Theo was more used to.
The pure hatred that darkened the man's eyes, it made Theo's chest tighten up, he became breathless at just the thought of what it would be to push this man to the edge. What face would he show him then?
Theo strived to earn more and more of Jinsu's hatred, his disdain. Theo loved when his antics earned a physical reaction from the man, how his strong jaw clenched, how the veins in his neck would pop, the slight yet unmistakable scowl, his hands balled up into a fist, Theo felt like he could cum just by imagining those strong hands wrapped around his neck, choking him mercilessly, that strong jaw locked into a scowl, his harsh words, his cold eyes….
And soon his wish would be granted. Theo bumped into Yoon and Jinsu in the elevator on one seemingly uneventful Tuesday. Not missing a beat, Theo knew today would be the day he would finally help Jinsu tip over the edge.. give in to his sinister thoughts.
“Hm Hyung, don't you get lonely? I've heard you live away from your wife? Hehe must get cold at night..” Theo looked straight into Jinsu's eyes as he ended that sentence. He barely registered Yoon's reply to him because his body froze at the look he got from Jinsu. It was so much better than the ones from his dreams, his fantasies.
Soon the elevator dinged and Theo got off on the floor, he hoped he didn't look like he was in a rush, hoped that he looked perfectly normal getting off the elevator and walking to the bathroom. Theo could hardly catch his breath, the mere sight of the seething hatred in Jinsu's eyes had rendered his knees weak, he'd seen much of that in his fantasies,
where Jinsu would slam him to the ground, roughly capturing his mouth, his teeth grazing his tongue violently, drawing blood, holding his body rigid on the ground completely immobile by trapping him with his arms above his head tightly bound with Jinsu's hateful grip. He'd roughly shove him about, not caring for decency or even comfort, he'd twist and turn Theo's body at his will, left to his hateful mercy. Theo would squirm on instinct, wanting to flee but he'd be roughly pulled back into Jinsu's jaws mercilessly, he often woke up at this point of his dreams, groaning, unsatisfied and left begging for more. But today as Theo crashed into the empty bathroom, breathless and excited, he knew he'd get what he wanted. He HAD to.
After standing by the sink for a while, to let his knees get their strength back, Theo turned to see that his exit had been blocked by Jinsu, who stood in front of the door slowly closing and locking it with a click. Theo stumbled back instinctively, but put on a brave face, he couldn't let his excitement show.. or maybe he should.. what would rattle Jinsu even more?
This Jinsu was unlike any Theo had conjured up in his imagination. The menace dripping wordlessly from his face as he walked towards Theo sent shivers down his spine. His knees giving in yet again, panting ever so lightly as he looked right into Jinsu's dark gaze.
“Wh- what?” Theo could barely contain his lust as he tried to shove the other man weakly in an attempt to seem calm, but he ended up falling back harder towards the wall as recoil against Jinsu's strong chest.
Jinsu didn't utter a single word, he just looked down at the shorter man with an unbridled rage, he kept pushing Theo, backing him into a corner.
Theo could feel his pants tightening up, getting moist as he meekly kept retreating under Jinsu's forceful demeanor, a sly smile creeping up his face… he could hardly keep himself from pouncing on the man himself.
Then in a swift motion Jinsu grabbed Theo's neck with his right hand, the pressure so intense, his eyes rolled back instantly, Theo grabbed Jinsu's hand with both of his as he choked, a line of drool escaping his mouth as he mouthed back to Jinsu
“Harder” he no longer suppressed his smile or his moans as Jinsu furiously kept choking him harder. Having his life hang by a thread on the mercy of a man who hated Theo with all his might gave him the ecstasy no fantasy or drug ever had. Theo could feel himself get closer, he unclutched his hands from Jinsu's and clutched the man's hair instead. He drooled as Jinsu continued to tighten his grip on his throat. Theo let out breathless moans as he continued to dig his hands into Jinsu's hair pulling the man's face closer to his.
“Anghh” Theo moaned loudly when Jinsu finally let his neck go, he crumpled to the ground and came with a spasm. He laughed and coughed all the same. His forehead riddled with sweat as he looked up at Jinsu, who stood there, though confused but with his fury that remained unextinguished.
“You- haaahh- didn't like - haahh - that?? Baby…” Theo breathlessly teased Jinsu who stood towering him with a dark expression.
Jinsu crouched down as he slammed his hand on Theo's mouth, shutting it forcefully.
“Shut up, you little slut! Who you think you're calling baby?” Jinsu looked both confused and aroused looking at the defeated submissive state of once cocky Theo.
He loved this sight more than he'd expected. Truly Jinsu had no plans to go this far but the second he caught Theo mouthing ‘harder’, his lips shiny with drool, his eyes rolled back, his face a flushed pink, it was as though Jinsu was no longer in control of his body.
Jinsu picked Theo's face up he gazed at the playful twinkle in the pretty boy's eyes, the seductive hand hovering about his chest, grazing his nipples, his eyes rolling back each time, and his legs spread wide apart, a damp spot being heaved up and down as Theo breathed coarsely, with his entire body rocking as he breathed in and out.
He slammed that little shit down hard, his own mouth crashing with his. He bit and sucked all over Theo's tongue, nipping him on the lips purposefully drawing blood. He devoured his mouth with relish, then chewing up on his neck he moved down harshly with no regards to Theo.
Then he pulled back and stood up, leaving Theo a moaning mess, who looked up at him with a dissatisfied gaze, whining for “more” as he panted on back, he lifted his legs up and let them part and he moaned aloud Jinsu's name. He rubbed his nipples and kept groaning Jinsu's name, as he watched the spectacle unfold. A smirk appearing on Theo's face when he finally noticed,
“Jinsu, quit haahh being a prude,” he rubbed his sock laden feet on the tent that sprung up between Jinsu's legs, “you want this too, haahhh..”
Jinsu frowned deeply on the realization that he was just as horny as that bitch flailing his cunt in the air beneath him. This notion that he had ANYTHING in common with that sly whore infuriated him to no bounds. He bent down and grabbed Theo up from his collar, jinsu spat on his face and threw him to the ground.
Theo landed on his stomach hard and let out a high pitched moan, his body convulsed and spasmed and he kept rubbing up on the floor all throughout his release, cumming hard while panting out Jinsu's name.
“Ahhnn Jin-Jinsuu ahhnn” Jinsu could hear Theo screaming his name as he kept cumming as he stormed out the door, flaming red with fury on his face, and down below with lust.
“Fuck…”