[Requested]

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        Effectively, you worked for Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu. You were in a similar situation to Peko, being a hired hand, almost. You were known as the ultimate assistant, and often offered your services to the highest bidder. Once they found out about your skills and abilities, that turned out to be the Kuzuryuu clan.

      At first, you had been working for Fuyuhiko's father, assisting in all of his dodgy dealings, but he soon noticed that his son, who was always around, learning how running the clan worked, had taken a shine to you. Your contract remained the same, but you were quickly transferred to work under Fuyuhiko with whatever responsibilities he had been given for his clan.

    You too got along well with Peko, but it was clear that you were Fuyuhiko's favourite, and she didn't seem to mind all too much. Of course, you and Fuyuhiko became close friends in the time you spent together, but the attraction was undeniable, and for your own gain as well as his, you had offered him other services, which he had gladly accepted.

      Today was one such day when Fuyuhiko needed your services more than usual.

      "I'm back, Y/N," You heard a voice call loudly through the house after a prompt slam of the front door, and you perked up from the task at hand. To make it more convenient to do your job, and since you had no surviving family you had been offered your own room at the Kuzuryuu house. Currently, you were in the expansive study room, hunting through old files to look into an issue Fuyuhiko had brought up to you, while he and Peko had some other business to take care of today.

      You heard the footsteps climbing the large stairs easily since you had left the door to the study open - it was hard to get much peace when you were constantly being checked on by the staff members around the house, or Fuyuhiko's little sister Natsumi, who had also taken a shine to you - and a second set quickly followed the first.

      "You're dismissed, Peko," You heard Fuyuhiko say as he approached the top of the stairs. "Go get some rest,"

      "Yes, young master," You heard Peko's response, and he footsteps moving the opposite way down the hall as she undoubtedly headed to her room for a well deserved rest. Fuyuhiko knew where you would be - exactly where he left you - and his footsteps rapidly approached the study room.  

      "Welcome back, Fuyu," You turned and smiled over your shoulder, watching him shuffle through the doorway, and boot it shut behind him. Already you could tell he looked exasperated and overall frustrated. "Rough one?"

      "You could say that," He replied, pulling at his tie in annoyance, getting more and more agitated when he seemed too worked up to just take a moment and undo it properly. "A messy one- Gah!"

      You stood from the office chair you had been reclining in and made your way over to him, quickly loosening his tie for him with a small laugh, and he let out an aggravated grunt as he unbuttoned the top few buttons on his shirt, the tie hanging loosely around the collar.

      "I wish I could bring you good news, but I've not finished looking into what you've asked me yet, so I can't really say much-" You began.

      "That's alright, Y/N, you can drop that for now," Fuyuhiko said as he put a hand up to silence you, rolling his shoulders with a soft groan, his eyes slowly tracing up and down your figure. You were used to the look, but it still made you shiver, and you knew instantly what he was in need of. "I think you know what'll cheer me up, Y/N, are ya gonna oblige me?"

     "Of course~" You replied with a giddy smile, your stomach suddenly becoming light with excitement, and you were acutely aware of the heat burning in your cheeks. You easily slid the cardigan you wore down your shoulders and threw it onto a pile of old financial records, leaving you barefoot on the carpet, in your T-Shirt and pencil skirt.

       "Always so eager to please me, huh?" Fuyuhiko let a sly grin spread onto his face as he too shrugged off the blazer he wore, hanging it up on the coat stand next to him.

      "Always," You repeated, unaware of the lustful purr lacing your voice. You watched as he sauntered closer to you, pulling the tie from around his neck, and you began to feel hot as his eyes continued to analyse you carefully.

      "Hand behind your back," He grunted lowly and you turned away from him obediently, feeling him grasp your wrists before you could even move them yourself, pulling them behind your back, and the fabric of his tie quickly encircled them. He wound it around and around, tighter and tighter until he knotted it carefully.

       He was a little shorter than you but it didn't stop him from leaning up to rest his head in the crook of your neck, one hand gripping your hip while the other gained a tight hold on your jaw. His lips were at your neck quickly, covering it in wet, needy kisses and a long nip at one spot which made you sigh out in pleasure.

       But Fuyuhiko was impatient today, he didn't feel like messing around too much more, so he quickly steered you over one of the empty desks in the study and eagerly had you bent over, cheek pressing into the cool wood.

        Easily, his hands reached the bottom of your skirt, and worked it up your thighs until it was gathered entirely around your waist and hips, your behind and F/C panties on display for his hungry, lustful eyes. He leaned back a little with his hands on your ass to admire the view, glaring at you sinfully, before he harshly rubbed over you through the material of your panties, his fingers circling particularly over the growing damp spot, and you let out half-muffled whimpers against the desk.

      "Got wet this quickly, huh?" He teased before landing a small smack on your ass, just to watch the small red handprint appear, and you gave a half-hearted gasp at the gentle stinging sensation. If you weren't already burning with desire for him, you were now.

       You didn't reply as he awkwardly pushed your panties to one side, rubbing over the exposed wetness for a moment, and you squirmed back against his fingers as he dipped only his fingertips between your folds.

      "P-Please...!" You whimpered out, but almost choked when he worked two fingers inside, burying them as deep as he could get them. He didn't pull them out again, or start to thrust them, but began to twist and curl them, rubbing and brushing against your insides, creating the most sinful friction.

       "Are you ready?" Fuyuhiko asked, removing his fingers and sticking them in his mouth, out of your line of sight.

      "Y-Yes...!" You nodded awkwardly against the desk, but stilled completely once you felt him slowly sheathing himself inside, his hot, burning length pushing deeper, stretching and shaping you to fit around him, with a tight grip on your hips.

       His movements were steady and slow, but deep reaching and intense, to the point that you were gasping breathlessly and pushing back against him in time with his low groans of pleasure.

       He reached forward and took a handful of your hair, curling his fist into your H/C locks and giving a gentle tug to watch your back arch and hear the high whine that accompanied it.

     However his grip quickly moved and reached around your throat, and he quickly pulled you upright as he began to pick up the pace, your back pressed tightly against his front and you heard his sensual groans close against your ear, the intimate closeness sending involuntary shivers wracking through your body.

      "Sh-Shit!" He grunted louder, his eyes tightly shut and he buried his face in your neck, sinking his teeth into a patch of skin as his movements became almost frantic, the two of you pushing closer and closer against each other, driving towards your releases, and soon, the hot burning passion and pleasure became impossible to fight back.

      You clenched and arched against his chest with a loud cry as your entire body became sensitive and you hit your peak, releasing all over him, while he quickly worked himself to that point too, reaching it only a moment later. He pulled out with a loud grunt, stroking himself in his hand quickly as his release spurted through his fingers and onto the floor.

        Your legs were shaky and the two of you were panting in harmony. Fuyuhiko heaved a relieved sigh before his fingers carefully reached for his tie, undoing the knot and releasing your wrists. He slung his tie over his shoulder and carefully turned you to face him, taking your rubbed-red wrists into his hands, looking at them carefully.

      "Are you ok?" He asked, glancing up from your wrists for a moment, only to turn red and look back down when he caught your soft, hazy smile, trying his best to ignore how his heart pounded rapidly in his chest.

      "Yeah, I'm good," You replied softly, and Fuyuhiko gave a nod in response. You were a little shocked when one of his arms curled under your knees and the other around your back, and he lifted you into his arms as if it were nothing, turning and nudging the study door open with his foot.

       "Good," He replied and carried you down the hall, kicking open the door to your room. He dropped you lightly onto your bed, before rummaging in your drawers and pulling out a pair of clean pyjamas, placing them neatly on the bed for you. His cheeks were red, and you smiled, almost giggling out loud. Fuyuhiko, ever the tsundere. "Get some rest, Y/N, I'll see you in the morning,"

      "I will," You smiled softly as he headed for the door, glancing back over his shoulder at you. "Goodnight,"

       You giggled softly and blew him a kiss across the room. You expected him to ignore it, and leave, but instead, his cheeks turned a deeper red and he lifted his hand, pretending to catch your flying kiss as your heart stumbled in your chest, cheeks flaring happily.

      "Y-Yeah, goodnight, Y/N."

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