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𝐢𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝

𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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'𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝟖' 𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Summary: In this chapter, Y/n is Rose Weil's assistant and both of them are working on a few new dresses for the fashion week over in New York in a month but Y/n accidentally has a fall in the fabric room, while searching for fabric. Btw, they're in a relationship but out of working hours. So, in the office, they're Miss Weil and Miss y/l/n, acting professionally.

Warning: Jealousy (Rose), Rose being a baby (as always, a softie when it comes to her beloved ones, Smuts, Boss!Rose, Worker!Reader, age gap (not mentioned), Mommy kink (R! receiving), teasing (Rose receiving), dumbification(Rose), degradation kink, Dom!Reader, Sub!Rose, orgasm denial (Rose), let me know if there is more >_<

Rose Weil's Second POV

Gosh! Where the hell is y/n? You have been searching for her for more than 15 minutes all around the office now. Now you're walking to the back, into the fabrics room.

Maybe she'll be there?

You continue walking into the room before hearing a loud thud and you immediately run towards the source of the sound.

"Ouch! What the fuck!" It's her voice. What is she doing in there? You enter the room and see y/n sitting on the floor with a heavy roll of fabric crashing on her lap. You make your way to her before trying to lift the rolls from her lap, and she hisses softly from the pain. One of your staff is also there, lifting the roll before kneeling next to her, making your blood boil seeing her holding y/n's arm.

"What are you doing here?! Y/n, where does it hurts?" You brush her thighs, getting rid of the dust before helping her to get up on her feet. You even cast the staff next to y/n out and, and she left you and y/n alone in this room.

"I was searching for a suitable fabric for this dress. I found it already, but I accidentally tripped over and pulled a roll of fabric with me. Sorry, Miss Weil..." She apologises before lifting back the roll, putting it back where it belongs and bowing her head forward, and struggling to walk out of the room.

"I also asked, where hurts?" You ask with a serious tone because she was limping on the way out. She stops before turning to you.

"Err... it doesn't hurt that bad actually, it's just my ankle. It felt wrong but I can still walk. Thank you Miss Weil for asking. I'm sorry..." She stutter and you feel bad right now because I was the last person who puts the heavy roll over there which if you accidentally bump into it, it'll fall over you.

She came back into the room before taking a roll of fabric with her and leaving you all alone, again. You get out of the room and just look at her, watching what she was doing. She starts unrolling the fabric, laying it on the table and taking the sketches that she's traced on the tracing paper and putting it on top of the fabric, pinning them before cutting the fabric according to the sketch.

You sit on the sofa, still watching her skilful hands cutting, unrolling, pinning, unpinning and putting the fabric aside before cutting the laces how she has sketched on her drawing book before putting it in a container. She's really fast compared to you, that's why you took in to work with you. But right now, she's a bit slow because her movements are limited due to her ankle.

Once she was done cutting, you approach her, and look around, making sure the other employees aren't around before wrapping your arms around her waist before she says,

"Not now, Miss Weil. We're still in our working hours. You have to wait for...." She pauses and looked at her watch before continuing,

"... another 13 minutes until 5 o'clock to talk to me, Miss Weil." She teased before hissing when she puts weight on the hurting leg. You grip her arms slowly, guiding her to the chair before sitting her down. You look outside the room, seeing what the others are doing and tell them to just leave early and you pace back to the room.

You close the door and lock them since this is your working room, and close the blinds before returning to Y/n. I glanced at the time and it is 4:58 pm. You made 2 cups of hot chocolate, took a bag of ice and a few packets of cookies and walked to y/n who was already sitting on the daybed that you have in this room.

You sit next to her, handing her the hot chocolate and she sips slowly before putting it on the table beside her. You gently take her hurting leg, and placing them on your lap before applying the bag of ice to the swelling area.

"This looks bad, love."

"Nah... It's my fault, Rosie. I am too clumsy, that's why I tripped on my shoes. Oww!!" She winces when you pressed harder on the area.

"Sorry!!! I am the one wrong here. I placed the heavy roll there. And I never thought you're the one who'll get hurt from it..." You mutter under your breath. After that, the awkward silence was accompanying both of you until y/n holds your hand.

"It's better now, Rose. You can stop darling." She smiled at me and I put the ice bag away and she opened her arms, I snuggled into her chest, crying because of the guilty feelings.

"Baby, what's wrong?? Why are you crying, Rosie? I'm fine..." She reassures you, stroking your back with her soft hands before kissing your forehead.

"B-but, you're h-hurt because o-of m...." A whine rolls off your lips and she kissed the tip of your nose playfully,

"It's okay darling. I'm really okay, alright?"

"Right. But-"

"Ah-ah-ah. No buts." She stops you before kissing your lips. Her lips feel so soft, even tastes like berries and chocolate. She brushed her tongue, asking for entrance and I opened my mouth, letting her in. We fought for dominance, but like always, she won. She grabbed my boob and squeezed them gently, making your moan into the kiss and I can feel her smirking.

Suddenly, she pushes you and lays you on your back, slowly pulling your skirt up, exposing your bare thighs, and kissing the inner thighs making your breath hitched.

"Mmhh.. n-no teasing mommy..." She hums every single time you call her that name. She ignores you completely before slowly pulling down your panties, which I believe, it's bloody wet already.

Y/n's POV

I pulled her drenched fabric down slowly, revealing her glistening cunt in my eyes, making me drool in excitement. I threw the panties aside, and bend both of her legs upwards, giving me a better view before leaning in and stroking my tongue on her folds, tasting her. I can feel her hands grabbing my hair and pulling them hard, making me moan against her wet core, sending vibrations all over her body.

"Ohh m-mommy.. please..." She starts begging.

"Please what princess? Mommy can't help you if you didn't tell me what to do. Tell mommy, what do you want mommy to do with your filthy body?" I teased her more, but I knew what to do today.

"P-please... make me f-feel good.." Her eyes are shut closed, her hand starts gripping my shoulder rather than my hair.

"Do you deserve it slut? Do you say you did something wrong to me today? Why don't you tell me what you did? Hmm?" I slapped her thigh hard, making her squeal a moan.

"I-I..." She can't even form a normal word right now from the pain kink.

"What happened to your tongue? Can't handle a bit of pain, don't we? Pathetic!" I slapped her other thigh harder than before, earning myself a loud moan from the older woman under me.

"Answer me slut! Who's pathetic kinky slut are you?!" I shouted at her before she answers with struggle,

"Y-your mommy..."

"Louder slut! Let everyone hear you!" I shouted again while slapping her thigh.

"I'm your pathetic kinky slut mommy!!!" She shouted back before releasing a loud moan when I shoved 3 fingers into her, thrusting them in and out at a fast speed, making her loud moans echo in this room.

"OOOHHH YESSS MOMMY!! HARDER!! AAAHHH!!" I latched on her clit, sucking hard, licking and biting on it, adding the pleasure and also humming, driving her crazy.

"FUCK MOMMY!! I'M CLOSE!!" I slow down my movements, denying her climax, and heard a whine from her.

"Why did you slow-" She whined but I cut her.

"That's your punishment, my pretty princess. Do you think you deserve to come? No right? Now shut the fuck up!" I spat in her face, making tears start dwelling in her eyes from the under stimulation.

I get off the sofa, thank god my ankles are okay now, I removed my pants and thongs before sitting back at the other end of the sofa, spreading my legs wide enough for her to see how wet am I. She sat up and gulped when she saw it and her face blushed so bad.

"You wanna come so bad right?" She nodded with her eyes still stuck at my pussy.

"Finish your mess with me. Ride me." She blushed harder when she heard what I said. I nodded softly and she crawled to me, positioning herself on me. When our centres touched, both of us are moaning in unison. I gripped her hips, guiding her to move in sync with me. Once both of us got the rhythm, only moans and wet sounds of our pussy rubbing against each other if heard, echoing in the air, driving both of us crazy.

"OHH, MOMMY!! YOU FEEL SO GOOD!! F-FUUCK!!" She moaned out before moving her hips faster, making our throbbing clit brush often, pushing both of us to the edge faster.

"F-Fuck baby!! Mommy's coming baby!!" I shrieked out between moans before she presses her core harder against mine, making both of us come at the same time.

"I'M COMING- AHHHHH!!!" She moaned, slowing down her movement from the climax. I moaned her name repeatedly and she moans mine. Once both of us are down from our high, she slumped onto my body, panting for air.

I wrapped my arms around her tiny torso and tugged the hair out of her sweaty forehead, kissing her forehead softly. She looked at me, still heaving heavily.

"Am I forgiven now, mommy?" She asks with puppy eyes.

I stroked her sweaty cheeks, pulling her into a kiss. A short but passionate and full of love kiss and said,

"Yes, you're forgiven my good girl.", between kisses. Both of us pulled back, staring into each other's eyes deeply.

"Am I your good girl mommy?" She asks again. I know, she loves being praised. Like I say, a kinky bitch.

"You are my stunning, petite, sweet little good girl Rose Weil..." She giggles softly before snuggling into my chest, resting her head there.

"And you're my lovely mommy..." She says before falling asleep on my body.

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