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fear0fdeathkeepsusalive · 5 years

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Summary: A part of the ‘Sticky’ series, ideas are from the Urban Shitposting Discord Group and written out by me.

Rating: M

I apologize for the very, very long wait. Gavin has not been playing along. I have tried several hundred times to write this chapter and he has been no help. This will be the last and final part of the Sticky series. Unfortunately it doesn’t follow the previous part “Stripped” in Gavin’s point of view. I couldn’t take the chance of loosing my muse again and never finishing this series of shorts. So here it is. I hope you all enjoy it - sorry that it’s probably not worth the extremely long wait.

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It was early, still dark outside as you opened the office with your key. The cool air nipped at your exposed legs; someone must have left the air conditioner running last night. Shuffling quickly to the alarm system you punched the code in before it could blare out in the much welcomed silence. You moved on auto pilot, turning on the computer at your desk, checking the fax machine and waking the coffee pot. The steady dripping on the brown bean flavored water set the mood for the morning. Everything was calm. You were calm. Or so you tried to keep telling yourself.

Smoothing the skirt you wore, you brushed off imaginary lint. Today to were having lunch with Gavin. Well not just Gavin. There was a wealthy investor that Gavin was meeting with today for lunch. Your handsome boss had asked you to come along, help him keep the files organized and be a witness to the signing of a contract. Naturally you dressed a little nicer than you normally would for work because of this meeting.

You continued through your morning routine, watering the plants, checking the emails and preparing a cup of coffee for Gavin. He would be in within the next ten minutes and would most likely need the caffeinated drink desperately. He was extremely stressed about this deal going through when he left work last night so he most likely didn’t sleep well.

Sighing, you got back to work. There was an order in and so you pulled out an order sheet and a pen to make up a chart for the delivery crew. Your clumsy fingers dropped the pen and it rolled under your desk. Groaning in annoyance you pushed your chair back to locate said pen. Dropping to the floor you reached out for the writing utensil that had made it all the way to the back of the desk.

Gavin stopped short as he entered the office. Y/N was crawling under the desk, booty sticking in the air as you rummaged around for a moment. He greedily soaked in the slight, a small wave of heat setting over his skin.

A victorious cry left Y/N’s lips as you suddenly sat up, forgetting you were under a desk and smashed your head. “Ow.” You cried as you quickly grabbed your head in your free hand. The other hand still gripped tightly around a pen. He couldn’t help but chuckle.

You must have heard him because you jumped and hit your head again. “Ow…” He winced and moved over to you. “Good morning Gavin.” You slid out from the desk, careful to not hit yourself a third time.

Gavin allowed his eyes to dance over your figure as you brush dirt off your exposed legs. “You look beautiful.” The words escaped his lips before he could catch them. He was pleased to see you smile up at him instead of being weirded out by his compliments. He really needed to reel it back in; he was your boss and lately his behavior hadn’t been very professional.

“Ready for the meeting?” You asked gently and he scoffed in return.

“Like hell I am. What if I fuck it all up and he backs down from the deal?” He ran a hand through his hair, giving it a disheveled look.

Your gently touch was sudden and he almost jumped as you grabbed his free hand. “Gavin,” Lord he could hear you say his name all day. “you're gonna do just fine. I'll be there with you if you need a buffer.”

He could have purred as you reached up to run your fingers through his hair, making it fall back into place. “What would I do without you?” He mumbled.

“Probably cancel the lunch.” You gave him a cheeky smile and pushed him toward the coffee pot. “Now go have a cup and relax.”

“Thanks, Y/N.”

It didn’t surprise you when the deal went rather well, the CEO of the partnering company bought them two rounds of drinks. Gavin toasted in delight and gave you a smile that you couldn’t help but return.

The CEO turned his attention to his briefcase on the floor and started to rummage around for the paperwork to sign. A warm hand landed on you knee and you jumped slightly before looking at Gavin.

He was smiling at you still before he leaned closer to whisper in your ear. “Thank you again for this, Y/N. You definitely have been a big help here." His hand squeezed your knee softly. "I don't know how I'll ever repay you." Chuckling softly you turned to him. “Oh I’m sure you’ll think of something.” You stated as you imagined coming into work the next morning to a small batch of cupcakes from his sister-in-law.

“I’m sure I will.”

The two of you froze. The tone of voice he used was highly suggestive, the words falling off his tongue in a purr. Immediately he tore his hand off your leg. The CEO found his paperwork just in time and slid it across the table.

The remainder of lunch was fine, but you could feel a little bit of tension between Gavin and yourself. You hated it.

With a copy of the deal in your hands the two of you made it back to his truck and sat in uncomfortable silence. Gavin’s fingers tapped rapidly on the steering wheel as he sighed a few times, as if he was for a loss of words.

You turned to talk to him - but the stress and anxiety was written all of his features. Instead you turned to look out your window, gazing at the mountains in the distance. Your mind kept wandering to the tone of voice he used, how warm it made you feel and also how it shocked you. You wished there was something you could do to make him feel better about it - you were sure he didn’t mean anything by it. It was most likely just a normal automatic response that he was used to saying. That thought made you feel even worse, now wondering who the lucky lady was.

Gavin parked the truck in front of the office and sat there for another moment before finally speaking to you. “You can go inside. I’ll be in shortly.”

You looked over at him, his eyes still glued to stare out the front window. Choosing not to respond verbally, you nodded you head and opened the door before heading inside.

He watched you walk to the building, your hips moving perfectly as you moved. “Damn it.” He groaned and hit the steering wheel. He needed to calm down and figure out the best way to apologize for what happened at the restaurant without making it too awkward.

He sighed loudly. It was now or never. Walking slowly to the building his mind raced with different scenarios of how this would go. Each one made him feel worse and worse. You sat at your desk as he walked into the room. A pen rested against your lips as concentrated on the work in front of you. Your tongue came out to wet your lips as you placed the pen on the sheet you were working on.

Something inside of him snapped and he decided that the choice was never, storming to his office he slammed the door shut and cursed loudly. Loud enough that he knew you heard as soon as it left his mouth.

A timid knock came rapping on his door, but you didn’t give him the chance to tell you to go away. Instead your body moved in quickly and closed the door. Guilt poured over him as your eyes stared at the floor. “Sir, I just wanted to apologize.”

“Apologize? For what?” Gavin moved closer to you, concerned.

“Well… I’m… I’m the reason your in a bad mood right? I did something wrong at lunch?” You sounded so unsure, but convinced that this was all your fault.

“What?” He questioned in a snap that caused you to look up.”

“Well, I -”

“How could you even think that?” He moved closer so that he was just a few steps away from you. “I’m mad at myself. What I did at lunch was highly inappropriate. You should be mad at me.”

“I’m not mad.”

“I know and that’s why I have to be mad at myself. I have to draw that line constantly with you and it frustrating.”

There was a paused moment. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t - don’t do that. It’s not your fault. You did nothing wrong.” His mind was racing, words tumbling out of his mouth.

“Neither did you.” You replied.

“But I did! I’m your boss. I shouldn’t be touching your leg, making suggestive comments, thinking about how badly I want to take you, making you moan for me.” He paused in his rant as he realized what he said while your eyes widened in shock. “FUCK!”

You winced as he yelled. “Gavin…” You couldn’t believe what he said.

“See, I can’t control myself around you - and I’m sorry.”

“Gavin-”

“I’m sorry I fucked this all up. I ruined our friendship-”

“Gavin-”

“...and I completely understand that you want to quit.”

“GAVIN!” You finally yelled over him. “Just shut up.”

And he did. The two of you stood there, just breathing for a few moments.

“Do you mean it?”

“Of course I’m sorry. I wouldn’t lie-”

“Not that.” You looked at him. “The other stuff.”

He looked ashamed. “Y/N - you’re beautiful, caring with the biggest heart. I couldn’t help but be attracted to you. And I’m sorry that I couldn’t be a good boss and control-”

“Prove it.” You stated confidently, the thought of him making a move on you had you feeling warm.

“Y/N - you don’t know what your asking for.”

“Gavin, prove it, or I’m walking out and never coming back.” You meant it.

He moved so he was right in front of you, his eyes searching your body for any signs of hesitancy. Slowly he lifted his hand and brought it to your face, cupping your cheek gently before leaning in. His nose pressed against you opposite cheek, breathing in your scent, before sighing against your lips. “Y/N…” He whispered, his lips brushing against yours as he spoke.

“Gavin…” you murmured, closing your eyes while enjoying his gentle affections.

He sealed his lips on yours, pressing firmly for a few seconds and releasing them for a second and moving back in. He repeated these gentle kisses and you returned them. His free hand landed on you hip, holding you close but still with space between your bodies.

Your hands both slide up his chest to his shoulders, the kisses becoming more rapid as you pressed closer to his body. The two of you moving to the couch he often crashed on. Sitting down, he pulled you with him, your legs spreading over his hips as you sat in his lap.

“Yes…” You heard him whisper as he breathed desperately against your mouth. A shiver of arousal coursed through you and you were about to back off when his lips started attacking your skin, trailing down your jawline to your neck trailing slowly. Once every few kisses he skim his teeth softly against your neck.

He could feel shivers pass though your body at his simple touches - your fingers digging into his skin as if you were to explode at any moment if he stopped. “Y/N… can, can I have you?” He knew this was moving quickly, but he thought about this for so long. “I need you.” His hips rocked up against your heat causing your nails to bite into his skin. He was rewarded with a delicious moan as you unconsciously rocked against him, seeking the feeling it gave you.

Your eyes slid open, a purr escaping you as you rolled against his hard on before capturing his lips. “Yes…” You responded as you ended the kiss.

The second the word left your mouth, you were on your back laying on the couch. Gavin’s hands were pushing up your skirt to your hips as he removed the undergarment that was already slick with your juices. His eyes traveled up your body and his hands traveled down your legs. "I'm gonna make you feel good. Just relax, okay sweetheart."

You nodded your head, timidly and he smirked before trailing kisses up your legs, spreading them apart as he traveled up.

Once he reached your apex he wasted no time in denying you pleasure. The moans that escaped your mouth only encouraged him to continue. Reaching up with one hand he grabbed one of yours and laced your fingers with his.

His tongue dipped into you, collecting a scoop of your nectar as he drank greedily. He hummed in enjoyment, causing shocks of pleasure to shoot through you.

It didn't take long until you were a mumbling mess, biting your lip to quiet your screams as you came against his mouth.

You couldn't remember the last time you felt this good. You panted, trying to catch your breath as Gavin moved up your body. You welcomed the gentle weight as he rested atop you.

"Not done with you yet sugar."

He must had removed his pants while you were in a daze full recovery from your orgasm because you felt the tip of his head lining up at your entrance. "You ready?"

Nodding you reached up and buried your hands into his hair. With a very slow, deep and careful thrust he moaned at your tightness around him.

You couldn't help but respond with a gravelly moan of your own as he stretched into you. The pull back was just as deliciously torturous, stopping just before he pulled all the way before sinking back in.

He increased the speed at which your hips met and your couldn't suppress the sultry moan that feel from your lips. You couldn't think of anything except that this was exactly what you needed. You craved this.

Gavin swallowed your next moan in a steamy kiss that your returned with greedy fervor. You found yourself pushing his body away from yours, disconnecting your bodies completely before you pushed him down on the couch.

Gavin trembled and let out a hungry whine as you sank down on his cock. Rocking against him, you kept the movement at a slow and steady pace as you got accustomed to the new position, relishing the feeling of your walls gripping onto him with every thrust.

Increasing the speed of your hips you really began to fuck Gavin, his hips slammed up to meet yours as you came down. You cried out in ecstasy as he hit something inside you that made your whole body tingle.

Smirking up at you he angled himself to hit that spot over and over and over again. Urgency began to pump through your veins, your lower stomach already coiling and tighting as you drew closer and closer to your second orgasm. A familiar shiver ran through you before the dam broke, coming hard around Gavin's cock.

He continued, hands at your hips helping you rise and fall as you rode the waves of your release. Somehow he swamped your positions without withdrawing from your core.

Gavin was panting, sweat rolled down the small of his back. He buried a hand into your hair and pressed a kiss to your lips. "One more time baby, come for me just one more time."

It was amazing that you could have a third orgasm in such a short amount of time from your second, but you did. His hips slammed into one more time as he groaned into your mouth, releasing his seed.

The two of you laid there a moment, panting heavily as you came down from your highs. Eventually Gavin got up and ran into the bathroom attached to his office and ran some water.

He returned with a washcloth and with the utmost care, cleaned you gently of any sticky fluids. Pressing a gently kiss to your lips and smiled. "Let's take the rest of the day off and go take a nap." He suggested as he noted how exhausted you looked.

"Can't we just nap here?"

Gavin smiled and locked the door to his office so no one could come in the rest of the day.

The End

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