-- Ash / Yuma 'favors' (s)
Ash is dropped off at Yuma's office by a random admin. Yuma is wearing an ultra-short kimono-dress, black with a tight floral print bust that her chest was squeezed into. (pic) Ash is handed off, and he notices Yuma lock the door.
Yuma carries him to her desk, setting him down. After complementing him on some recent work, and how much she appreciates it. Then she makes her frequent pass, implying he could get a raise for Healing. he doesn't outright turn it down, and instead pauses, thinking about what Luna said. Then he asks what she really means.
she skirts the letter of the law, declining that she was offering him a raise for sex. She was merely stating the obvious, that she has sole discretion over the budget, and that he has some unique talents that other members of the team simply can't offer her. If he were to bring those talents to bear, he would be notably more valuable."
He pauses, thinking about what this would mean. Would it be as simple as a raise? Would she expect more in the future? Would he lose his job if he said no? Was it worth the risk? Before he could noodle through the questions, she spreads his legs, so she can stand between them, close to him and against the desk. Even sitting on the desk, she towers more than a head taller than him. She brushes her hands across his shoulders and down his arms. "I'm glad you're not immediately refusing like you have in the past. That's progress. You'll eventually come around.
"Until then, what do you think of this dress I'm wearing today?" She drew a hand down the neckline, accentuating the prominent cleavage sitting right in front of him. Then she whispered into his ear, "I wore it for you, because you make me so hot, and so wet." He could feel her breath on his ear as she spoke. The sexy combination was already causing a visible reaction in his pants. He could see Yuma peer down between them, confirming what she already expected. "I'm glad to see you like me too."
Ash was used to being flirted with and teased, all men were, but usually it was indirect. Something the woman could deny was intentional. The sultry whisper in his ear had crossed some kind of line. In addition, this was his boss, and it was quickly escalating. Technically though, she wasn't doing anything. She wasn't even carrying him. She was just standing very close.
Then Yuma reached for his waistband, her fingers slipping inside -- holding his pants, brushing against him, accelerating the erection. "If you like, I can take you back to your office. Or, you can quietly enjoy a little team-building exercise."
Seeing Yuma act so forceful was firing all his cylinders. She was petite, cute, her lips and cheeks painted red. She seemed like a woman would be polite at all times. Suddenly she was a tigress. Should he go back to his office? Luna was the one who suggested this would be good for his career. Maybe he should run with it. In the end, he sat silent, feeling Yuma's fingers as they started to do more than just grasp his pants. They gently started bumping against his erection.
"Well well. Seems you don't need as much encouragement as I thought. Though you might like it." Her free hand reached behind his neck, gently pulling him in, until his chin and lips were firmly planted in her cleavage. Meanwhile, down below, she had two of her large fingers on either side of his hardness, and was dragging in and out of his pants. "Ash, I hope you can see I'm a *very* dedicated boss. Even if we never share a Healing, if there is ever *anything* you need. I'm here. My office is very private."
After her office, she remained silent. One of her hands continued to stroke in and out of his pants, while the other held him to her chest. His body started to shudder. He didn't remember deciding to let it go this far. Yet right now, if he asked to go to his office, and she set him on her hip, he expected he would climax in his pants. "Yuma, I. I." The sensations caused him to stutter. "I don't think I can... I'm going to."
Yuma stopped her motions, let his head away from her breast, and reached down, unsnapping his pants. She peeled down his underwear. "Ohh, I know what you're going to do." Then she reached for a tissue, and placing it strategically into his lap. Though to Ash it seemed more like a disposable towel, wider than his torso. She again placed two fingers aside him, and started stroking around the circumference. "You're going to quietly enjoy our team-building, and then you're going to go home and think about your opportunities."
A few moments later, her stroking brought him to a much needed climax. She took a moment, dabbing up the liquid spill with her tissue. When she was finished, she gently put his underwear back in place, and buttoned his pants before punctuating. "And you're going to remember what a great boss you have." With that, she reached for her phone and pressed a single button, "Lacy, will you please escort Ash back to his office?"