hooked | brightwin

twenty-three

win is in the office, burying himself with work, when the door opens and he sees bright smiling at him. there's no one else in the office besides him since he decides to take an overtime because he wants to finish things before going home. and since he doesn't have his car, bright has to wait for him until he finishes.

"i bought you food," bright says as he sits on the swivel chair beside win and pulls out two paper boxes. their office has number one rule: you may eat inside but never ever have any of the food on the floor.

"i'm a messy eater, babe. i appreciate the food, but i'd only spill it all over the floor. i don't want to get sanctioned," win says, his eyes focus on the screen of his laptop and not glancing at bright.

"don't mind it, i'll just feed you."

win thinks he's floating from joy. bright is the perfect lover, and he can't help falling in love with him whenever he does things like this. so he opens his mouth when bright gives him a spoonful of rice and fried meat.

he finishes his work and his meal with satisfaction. win feels so happy he gives bright a tight hug.

"i'm happy my mother finally knows about us. then we won't have to hide anymore."

bright smiles, but something between those lines bother him.

"my parents, they still don't know anything about us."

win shoots him a smile, and caresses bright's cheek.

"we'll tell them when you're ready, okay?"

bright nods. just when win thinks they'll finally go home, bright pulls him on his feet and they head to the office's comfort room before locking the door.

"i've always wanted to do this."

win gulps, excitement and fear of getting caught battling in his head.

"what exactly is this?"

bright unbuttons win's pants pulls it down. he bends him over the sink and parts his ass using his hands, sliding a thumb on his crack which makes win shiver.

"what are you doing?"

win shushes when bright pushes a finger in and groans in pleasure. he's researched that the pleasure he feels is because his prostate is being touched and that it only takes at least two inches to reach that magic spot. he sure is glad bright is way more than two inches, he rocks his world upside down.

win looks at bright from the mirror as he pulls lube from his pocket and pours in on his ass, now pushing two fingers in, scissoring him.

"babe, just put it in. please."

win tips his head when bright does what he's asked for, but hates that he has to go in slowly. but just as he's about to complain, bright fucks him hard. hard and fast he doesn't know where else to hold on to because his hands are slipping on the sink. so he bends himself, leaning completely on the sink, which makes bright's dick feel like it's going deeper.

"fuckfuckfuck. you're so tight, baby. you're sucking me whole."

win chuckles, and groans every time bright hits the spot right.

"there, yes. fuck. there, just uhh fuck me."

he closes his eyes, and everything is a bliss. a quick bliss. seconds later, he's coming and so is bright. he feels his cock twitch inside him just a he feels his own. a few deep breaths later, bright strokes win's dick again until he's coming the second time.

totally spent, win leans his body on bright's shoulder as he helps him dress.

"is that what you've always wanted to do?" win asks, panting. his legs feel like jelly. bright pats his back and caresses his head before planting a kiss at the side of his neck.

"yes. a quickie in the bathroom."