Mitch walked down the isle of cubicles to his bosses office, as he was summoned by the sexy man. The click of his heels were rhythmic as he walked with a sway in his hips.

As he approached the door, he became more anxious. He wondered if he were going to be fired.

Scott's P.O.V.

Here comes the beauty now. I can see him on my cameras. God, his heels make him look sexy. I just want to jump through the screen, pin him down, and drill him into the floor.

I heard a timid knock on my door and knew it was him.
"Come in." I rumbled calmly, causing the angel to walked into my domain. I am so happy my office is not only sound proof, but it's also isolated and has a dense opacity. This should be fun.

"Y-you wanted to s-see me s-sir?" He stuttered adorably. I swear it needs to be illegal to be this perfect.

I stood up and locked my door subtly, making it look like I was simply closing it. As I turned around I my eyes immediately went down to his plump, round, thick bubble butt. Those shorts hugged them well. I bite my fist to keep myself under control.

"Sir?" He asked as he turned around a looked at me with those doughy brown eyes, his fringe swinging over they gently.

Good god I'm gonna fuck.

I slowly walked up to him, causing him to back away. I smirked when I saw him walking into a wall.

Once his body hit, I grabbed his wrists and held them next to his face, gradually tightening my grip.

"S-sir? What are you-" I cut him off by trapping his lips in mine. He tasted incredible. I wanted to devour his every inch.

I want to fuck him so hard. That's exactly what I'm gonna do.

Third Person

Scott let his hands rub Mitch's ass as he kissed the brunette roughly. Scott traced his tongue over Mitch's bottom lip for access.

"You're mine. That boyfriend of yours is obsolete. I am your new partner. Are we clear?" Scott growled I'm Mitch's ear.
"But-" Mitch was cut off when Scott plunges his hand into Mitch shorts and panties, rubbing his tight hole with his long, thick fingers. Mitch moaned softly as his eyes slowly shut.
"You like that, baby girl? You like being daddy's little dick milker?" Scott grumbled into Mitch's neck as he nibbled and kissed the pure skin. Mitch simply nodded.
"Good." Scott lifted Mitch up and pushed all of the things off of his desk, placing his new priority onto the mahogany.

Scott ripped off Mitch's button up shirt and his shorts, leaving him in just his panties. Completely exposed to his capture.

"I'm gonna enjoy this." Scott smirked as he lifted Mitch's legs to his chest, lowering to his face to the small boy's entrance. He moved Mitch's panties to the side for them to rest on his left cheek before spitting on the twitching hole. Letting his tongue flick the twitching channel, Scott kissed, sucked, and licked Mitch's hole, causing the brunette to moan loudly.

After Scott felt Mitch had had enough after coming twice, he lined his large member up with the begging entrance.
"Why do you want baby!"

Mitch practically screamed out his words.
"I want you to drill my hole, sir!" He bit his lip afterwards.

Scott rammed his cock deep into the tight hole, earning a loud scream from Mitch. He should've been gentle, but he'd waited too long for this. He pulled out before ramming back again with a groan.
"Yeah!" He shouted in excitement, thrusting roughly into the hole of pleasure. Mitch's moans were from pain and pleasure battling each other valiantly.

"I-I'm gonna-" Mitch was cut off by a moan and his juices shooting into his own mouth. The pushed Scott over the edge as he thrusted himself balls deep into Mitch, groaning as he shoot his white liquid into the boy.

"I-" Scott sighed before he continued."I hope you remember that you are mine. No more discussion. Report back to your duties." Scott smirked as he pulled back on his pants and sat down in his seat.

Mitch quickly got up and bent down to grab his shorts. Scott enjoyed seeing the pink hole with his juices slowly seeping out. As Mitch stood straight again, with a major wobble, he adjusted his panties back to normal and got dressed.

Mitch rushed out the door with his folders in hand, making a B-line for the ladies room.

"Mine." Scott growled as he went back to doing paperwork.