After the events that took place the night before, you feared what would become of the professional relationship between you and Jumin that morning at work. Since the moment you woke up, you dreaded to see him and feel the tension that was sure to come.

Except, it never did.

"Ah, good morning, Assistant [name]," Jumin said after you entered his office as soon as you arrived at work. "I have some paperwork I need you to file for me."

"O-of course, Mr. Han," you stammered, taken aback by how casual he sounded.

You were so sure there would be at least some tension after you practically denied his rather appealing offer to have sex with him the night before yet here he was, acting as businesslike as always. He didn't seem affected by it at all.

Perhaps he truly was speaking the truth when he claimed he kept business matters and personal matters separate from each other.

Your wariness gradually faded away as the day went on, proving to be as normal (albeit, stressful) as the day before. With the workload put on your plate, you hardly had time to even think about the offer given to you the night before by Jumin himself until nightfall when it was nearly time to leave.

You nervously paced around Jumin's empty office as you desperately tried to think over your decision. You couldn't help but second guess yourself for a matter as imperative as this one.

Just as you decided you were going to accept his offer, paranoia washed over you that he no longer had his sights set on you. After all, he didn't mention one word of it all day, not even when no one else was around. Perhaps it was too bold of you to say you wanted to think it over? Who else in their right mind would decline an offer as appealing as that from the Jumin Han?

"Is there something the matter?" Jumin asked as he entered his office, noticing your pacing.

"Oh! Mr. Han!" you exclaimed, quickly regaining your composure. "No, nothing is wrong. I, uh, just wanted to let you know that I finished the last of the paperwork you assigned me so I'm going to call it a night."

Your fingers tightly gripped the hem of your shirt as you walked past him, only to freeze when he called your name.

"Wait, [name]. I must ask you one more thing before you leave."

You slowly turned to face him, feigning an innocent look. "Yes?"

"Have you had the time to think over my offer from last night?"

You breathed a sigh of relief. So even after making him wait, he was still interested in partaking in those... activities with you. For whatever reason, the thought of that alone was enough to make your heart swell.

"I have and... yes. I would like to give it a shot."

The corners of Jumin's lips pulled up into a smirk; a smirk that nearly made you melt on the spot. "Perfect."

* * *

Just a mere hour later, you found yourself sitting across from Jumin in his dining room, each with a glass of wine in hand. Your heart had been racing since stepping foot inside the penthouse again, but not out of fear. You felt almost... excited to be here.

"Now, [name]. Before we begin anything, I believe it would be better if I explained what you should expect from me and what I expect from you," he started.

Your mouth felt so dry you didn't trust yourself to speak. Instead, you merely nodded before hastily taking a sip of the sweet, red wine.

"To begin, I prefer being the dominant figure in bed, meaning that I like to be in complete control of all sexual matters. That being said, I expect you to be my submissive so you will obey every order I give."

"What happens if I don't?" you asked, somehow finding the courage to speak.

"That's when punishment will come into play," he answered with another smirk, one that quickly faded when he noticed the look of horror on your face. "Don't misunderstand me, though. Punishments do have some pain if you are worried about that, but they're combined with far more pleasure. In the bedroom, having complete control over you isn't my only role. Under no circumstances would I ever purposely make you go through something that I didn't believe you could handle."

His words were reassuring, but you still had some worries. "What happens if a time comes where I can't handle it or don't want to do it?"

"All you need to do is tell me and I will stop no matter how far into it we are. It's not only myself that I aim to pleasure, but you as well. I only ask that you at least try it before backing out."

You smiled and nodded, grateful that he was at least understanding of your worries. "I will. Now... when would you want to, you know, begin? Perhaps the weekend-"

You stopped mid-sentence when Jumin stood up from his seat and slowly unzipped his pants. "Now. I want to see how well you can please your master."

A blush bloomed on your cheeks and you knew it wasn't just from the wine. The term 'sucking up to your boss' was never so literal, you mused before downing the last of your wine. You stood up and approached him slowly, sinking down to your knees as he pulled out his erect dick for you.

Without any hesitation, you slowly licked up his long shaft until reaching his tip. You swirled your tongue around the sensitive flesh, smirking at the moans he made in response. As pleasurable as it was for him, it was far from what he wanted, but you found a strange amusement in teasing him.

"Suck," he ordered impatiently, the roughness of his voice enough to send pleasurable tingles down your body.

You didn't hesitate to obey his order. The second the word left his mouth, you took in his whole length as far as you could in your mouth, causing him to gasp. You quickly bobbed your head, trying your best not to gag every time his tip hit the back of your throat. Your hand carefully fondled his balls as your mouth worked wonders on his cock.

Every so often, his hips bucked himself further into your mouth, causing you to gag. It was obvious he was trying his best to not take control of the situation and to let you continue doing this on your own.

Your tongue swirled around every part of his cock as you continued to bob your head at a fast pace. Jumin purposely prevented himself from giving in, finding far more pleasure in watching the view before him. He could tell you were growing exhausted, but you weren't done yet. As you pulled your head back, your flicked your tongue over his tip and with only a groan from him as a warning, he came into your mouth which you quickly swallowed.

The two of you stayed there in silence for a few moments, trying to regain breath. Jumin ended up being the first to speak after chuckling.

"You're most definitely going to be fun to play with, [name]."