Happy Ducking!

|| minsung
Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/33675595.

Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: M/M
Fandom: Stray Kids (Band)
Relationship: Han Jisung | Han/Lee Minho | Lee Know
Character: Han Jisung | Han, Lee Minho | Lee Know, Bang Chan, Kim Seungmin,
Hwang Hyunjin
Additional Tags: Office Sex, Top Lee Minho | Lee Know, Bottom Han Jisung | Han, Blow
Jobs, Multiple Orgasms, Orgasm Delay, Hand Jobs, Unsafe Sex, Anal
Sex, Anal Fingering, Oil as Lube, Nipple Play, Massage, Implied shower
sex, Jealous Lee Minho | Lee Know, Oblivious Bang Chan, Making Out,
something at the ending part if you squint, just more office nastiness
from minsung, no beta we die like men, please read notes :)), messy
sex, Cock kneeing (yes it's the knee what about it)
Series: Part 3 of what the duck?
Stats: Published: 2021-09-04 Words: 6516

Happy Ducking! || minsung

by minsungstreet2514

Summary

Jisung and Minho's office shenanigans have been more frequent.

But let's add another character to the story, and see how one of them reacts to it.

Oh, and maybe a new relationship blossoming out of nowhere?

Notes

So....yeah... Part 3 :D

I clowned myself marking this as a finished series saying I have no intention of continuing
it but here we are, another part! Hahaha

Hope you guys like it!

NOTES:

- please do note that this is fiction and is not an accurate depiction/representation of reality.
- work contains sexual explicit content, do make sure to check the tags before proceeding
 - do not repost/translate my stories without my permission.

I also wanna thank you guys for all the love and support you've been giving me. It really
means a lot to me especially when I'm feeling down. Thank you guys. You're the best!

Happy reading!

See the end of the work for more notes

"Just give me the reports by next week and I'll have it approved as soon as I've reviewed it."

Jisung would never understand how Minho could be composed while speaking on the phone,
while he's right between his legs, coating his dick with saliva.

He could hear Minho gritting his teeth a bit, but he never let a moan escape from his lips, and even
his facial expressions were holding well, unlike him who would've crumbled already. The only
thing that might give it away was his clenched fist by his side, his knuckles turning white with how
hard it was folded.

As soon as Minho dropped the call, Jisung went back to his business. Minho may have a way with
suppressing his sounds, but Jisung wouldn't be able to help the wet sounds that would come from
his mouth as he bobbed his head up and down his dick.

Minho's front finally dropped, leaning his head back against the wall, his eyes closed and his hand
behind Jisung's head pushing him further down. Jisung delivered, going all the way down until his
nose touched Minho's skin, and then swallowing around him.

"Ahhhhh….fuck...just like that, baby…" Minho gripped on Jisung's hair, his hips bucking forward
to fuck Jisung's mouth to which he complied to. He hollowed his cheeks and let Minho take
control, holding on to his thighs for support.
Soon, Jisung felt something trickling down his throat, with Minho pulling out, slumping on the
couch as he wiped Jisung's face with the wet wipes by his side.

"Your mouth does wonders."

"I know," Jisung smirked as he stood up, leaning forward to give Minho a kiss, "but I should
probably get back to work."

"Yeah, you should." Minho gave a slap on Jisung's ass. Jisung stood up and turned around,
wiggling his ass in front of Minho, teasing to be spanked more.

"If you keep shoving that image in my face, you might not be able to go back to your station,
baby."

"Well, I actually don't want to, but I still have to check on the new employee to make sure that he's
doing his job properly." Jisung answered, getting his pants on the floor as he headed to the
bathroom.

"Mmm, yeah. You should. And stop showing me your ass or I'll eat you out again."

Jisung laughed as he went inside the bathroom to clean himself.

It's safe to say that at this point, they could be considered dating. Jisung had been to Minho's house
more times than he could imagine, with Minho visiting his apartment twice, all thanks to
Seungmin's stealth mode whenever he would pick one of them up to deliver to the other. Good
thing Minho gave him a raise again that they haven't heard him complain...yet.

Not to mention their usual office shenanigans whenever Jisung's done with work and Minho wasn't
too busy with corporate tasks.

Jisung was fine with their setup, he really didn't need to shout to the whole workplace that he's
dating his boss. He didn't want to be the talk of the town. He hasn't informed Hyunjin as well,
knowing that his gorgeous friend wouldn't be able to keep his mouth shut.
"Okay, I'm done. I'll be going back to my desk now."

Minho was already on his computer when Jisung emerged from the bathroom. He went over to him
to get another kiss, with Minho smiling as he pulled away.

"Oh, I forgot to mention, Mr. Kim said that he might not be able to drive you home later. Says he
has a date."

"Nice! It's alright. I'll just take a taxi. He better enjoy that date."

Jisung waved goodbye as he headed for the door, leaving Minho with his computer and tasks to
finish.

When he was going back to his cube, he could see a man leaning on his area, tapping on his foot
while watching the passerby.

"Hey, Chan hyung. Do you need anything?"

"Oh! Jisung, there you are. Yeah, I was hoping you could help me with this file."

Jisung went over to Chan's desk to see what it was about. Chan was their newest hire, and he had
just finished training. As someone who's always commended by the superiors, Jisung was tasked to
guide him and get used to the workplace.

"So you just need to attach these files to that one. Make sure that you link them as well so the
receiver wouldn't get confused."

"Gosh, what would I do without you? Thanks, Jisung!" Chan gave him a squeeze on the arm, and
Jisung smiled back as a response.

He went back to his desk, focusing on his workload, which wasn't a lot. He took his time finishing
his reports.
He suddenly got a message on his phone. He looked at it, and the name that popped up made him
smile.

M:How's my baby doing?

J: im alright. shouldn't you be working?

M: I got bored. Suddenly missed your ass :(

J: you are so high maintenance. im gonna start working now. see you later

Jisung tucked his phone back in his pocket, wanting to finish his tasks early, thinking that he could
go back to Minho's office and give him what he missed.

Well, that plan got ruined even before it started, with Chan asking for help once more, this time in
a much harder task. Jisung couldn't deny him, because his team manager placed them next to each
other so Jisung could help him out, and because he didn't want to lose his job, he helped Chan as
much as he could, his own work forgotten.

"Oh my god, I'm really sorry for all the bother, Jisung. I'm just really scared I'd mess these up and I
don't know what I'm going to do if I did."

"It's alright, hyung! You don't need to apologize. Just call me when you need help, okay?"

Chan gave him a thumbs up before going back to his computer, following everything that Jisung
instructed him with.

Jisung, on the other hand, sighed in disappointment when he saw his workload increasing, with
certain people having requests and such.

He began working on them as soon as he could, typing fast and ignoring anything that could serve
as a distraction to him.
"So that's why I couldn't reach you, Mr. Han."

Jisung quickly turned his swivel chair around when he heard the very familiar voice behind him.

"I was messaging you but I'm happy to see you working hard."

Minho winked at him, coffee in hand and a document on the other.

"Thank you, sir. I was just finalizing some files."

"Hmmm, alright. How about you Mr. Bang? How's work so far?"

"Oh, sir!" Jisung watched as Chan stood up, bowing to Minho with a perfect 90° angle. "I'm doing
great! Thanks to Jisung right here."

Chan placed a hand on Jisung's shoulder, giving it a light squeeze, and Jisung saw how Minho's
eyes were to catch on it, his mood suddenly shifting as he raised his brow a bit.

"That's... good to hear, Mr. Bang. I just hope you're not disturbing him too much."

The statement was meant for Chan, but Minho's stare was fixed on Jisung. Minho always had this
intense gaze with him, but this one felt different. It felt like a warning, but not to Jisung.

Is he jealous?

Jisung shook the thought away, thinking that Minho just didn't like the employees disturbing one
another during work hours.

"He's not, sir. I can assure you that. He's a quick learner, too, so it's not really that hard for me."

Jisung pulled the biggest and most sincere smile he could give, hoping that it would somehow
change Minho's vibe.

But it did not. His eyes kept the scary stare as he excused himself, walking back to his office
without saying a word.

Chan went back to his cube as well, with a bright smile on his face, his dimples showing. He
probably didn't see the shift on Minho's face, but even if he did, he wouldn't know the context, so
of course it wouldn't matter to him, nor would it make him scared.

Jisung went back to work, but he was distracted. He couldn't keep his mind off of Minho's eyes just
a few minutes ago.

At one point, he felt really scared, thinking that he might do something to Chan.

But on the other hand, he somehow found it hot.

And it only distracted him more.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

"What's with the glow?"

"What?"

"You're seeing someone aren't you?" Hyunjin asked, with Jisung on the other side of the table, just
trying to eat in peace.

It's the post sex glow, Jisung answered in his mind.

Of course, he wasn't about to tell his friend that Minho fucked him good last night. That wasn't for
Hyunjin to know.

Jisung was actually surprised that Minho didn't speak about Chan when they met last night. He
thought that he may have just misinterpreted his facial expressions because Minho didn't seem
jealous at all.

"No, I'm not. Probably just because of the new product I'm using."

"Jisung, you can't fool me. You don't even do skincare. Who is it? Come on, you have to tell me!"

"I said I'm not! I'm just good-looking. That's all."

"Ew." Hyunjin threw a tissue paper at him, his face showing a disgusted expression over his
friend's statement. "It's alright if you don't want to tell me. I also won't tell you mine."

"I don't care about your non-existent love life. Just finish up with that so we can go back."

Jisung rushed his lunch break because he couldn't go in time, due to the fact that he was helping
Chan finish a report. He just couldn't say no to the guy, especially when he would ask him so
nicely, his eyes pleasing like a lost puppy.
He was almost late but he managed to get back to his place 2 minutes before his time ran out.

"Hey, you okay there?" Chan checked on him, going over his space as he watched Jisung catch his
breath.

"Yeah, I just had to run so I could untag lunch in time."

"Oh, you poor thing. Must've been a long run."

Jisung was shocked when he felt hands on his shoulders, massaging him gently, calming his
nerves.

"Oh, hyung, you're good at this."

Jisung leaned on his desk, letting Chan's hands massage all over his back, making him feel good
and forget about the exhaustion due to the running he just did.

"I took lessons before as a hobby. I'm glad that you like it. At least I could do something in return
for helping me out all the time."

"Hyung, you don't have to. We all started as new hires. Someone also looked out for me while I
was starting out. I'm just doing the same thing."

"Still, thanks."

Jisung hummed in response. He was feeling too relaxed over the massage, almost sleepy with how
Chan used his hands to relax his muscles. It felt really good that Jisung's body began to feel like
jelly.

"Can I have one next, Mr. Bang?"

Both were startled over Minho's voice. They immediately turned to greet him. Jisung could feel his
face heating up, he couldn't even look into Minho's eyes.

"I-I'm sorry, sir. I was just trying to help Jisung relax."

"Oh, I have no problem with that. I could see that Mr. Han liked the massage. I'm just sad I don't
have time to get one from you."

Minho smiled at Chan, patting his arm, with Chan suggesting that he could give Minho a full body
massage outside working hours.

"Thanks for the offer, but I'm gonna have to decline. I have a friend who runs a spa and he'd be
mad if I got my massage from anywhere else."

He took one quick look at Jisung, who tried to avoid his gaze, and went back to Chan. "Alright, I'm
gonna leave you two now. Massage is alright, but please don't slack off too much, okay?"

"Yes, sir!"

Chan went back to his cube when Minho began his rounds on the floor, checking on all the other
employees to see if they were working as well.

Jisung fanned himself, trying to blow off some heat on his face with the embarrassment that he
was feeling.

Minho just had to see him like that, feeling good and humming under Chan's hands.

But he didn't look pissed, compared to yesterday, he actually didn't radiate any scary vibes.
Though, for some reason, Jisung couldn't keep his heart from beating too fast.

Was it because he found the idea of Minho being jealous super hot?

That might be the reason, but Jisung wouldn be too shy to admit it.
"Jisung! You're needed in Mr. Lee's office!" Jisung's manager announced, making Jisung confused.
His shift just started, and Minho usually calls him before lunch or in the afternoon.

"Did he say what for?"

"His secretary couldn't make it today so he requested that you substitute for her. Would you like
me to look for someone else?"

"No, no. It's alright. Tell him I'm going. I'm just going to shut down my computer."

"Alright."

Jisung went back to his desk to grab a few things. The shuffling probably bothered Chan a little as
he peeked over Jisung workstation, raising his eyebrows as he saw him turning off his computer.

"Are you not working today?"

"No, hyung. I've been requested to go to Mr. Lee's office. I'll be there for the time being."
"Oh no! I'm going to be so lost today."

Jisung chuckled over Chan's worried expression. "Hyung, just ask somebody else. You can go over
to the manager's station so she could help you out. She's nice, trust me."

"This is not a permanent thing, right? You will still come back here, yeah?"

"Of course, hyung. I did not apply for the position of a secretary. I'll probably be back tomorrow."

Jisung waved goodbye as he finally settled everything on his station, bringing in a few office
supplies with him as he made his way over Minho's office.

He knocked three times before opening the door, and to his surprise, Minho's other table, where
they first did the nasty, was set-up. It had a computer installed, a phone on the side, and a set of
office supplies at the edge. It was the first time Jisung actually saw it occupied, other than the
times they occupied it with their naked bodies, of course.

"When did this get here?"

"I had them installed last night. My secretary's office will be under renovation so she'll be staying
here for the meantime. But she's sick right now."

"Well, that's too bad." Jisung locked the door behind him before making his way to the desk,
putting the supplies that he had carried. After arranging them on the desk, he walked over to Minho
who seemed so focused on his computer.

"Does that mean I can't visit you for a while once your secretary gets back?"

Minho finally turned to him, removing his glasses as he pulled Jisung to his lap. "That's right.
We're both going to behave for a few days. I don't want my secretary catching us having sex here."

"I don't want that either."

"But baby," Minho slowly pushed Jisung out of his lap, "you really have to act as my secretary
today. I'm going to send you an email of all the things you're going to do, okay?"

"Well, I was expecting that we'd be doing something else but I guess that's reasonable. Send me the
email and I'll check it."

Minho mouthed a thank you before putting his glasses on and getting back to work. Jisung figured
that it might be a busy time for him, the reason why he's choosing work first over Jisung's ass.

When Jisung received the email, a part of him regretted accepting the task. The work that he
needed to do doubled compared to what he was supposed to be working on that day.

As he began to memorize things, the phone rang, startling Jisung in the process. He picked it up
and started jotting down notes on what the concern was.

Once that was out of the way, he began working on the emails that Minho sent him. All of the
work piled up for him had already been done before in his other tasks so it wasn't that hard for him.
The only problem for Jisung was the workload. He never thought that a secretary's life would be
this hard

He was so engrossed in his work that he didn't notice Minho coming up to him.

"Hey, baby. Do you want to take a break, maybe? I think you're working too much."

"No, no. It's fine, I think I just need to— hold on one second." Jisung had to put Minho on hold as
his phone rang again. He quickly picked it up and took notes of the information that the caller was
giving him.

Minho watched him attentively, caressing his hair, looking like a proud dad over Jisung as he
pulled off the call till the very end.

"Damn, baby. I never knew you could sound so professional."

"Well that's because you mostly hear me moaning your name."

"Professionally, I must say."

Jisung thought that he would make Minho laugh over his smart comment, but he really beat him
with one word. He couldn't help the smile that formed across his face. He tried shooing Minho
away so he could focus on his work. Minho didn't leave him until he got a kiss from him, skipping
like a child as he went back to his desk, typing with a smile on his face.

The two worked in silence, grinding on their tasks for hours, the both of them didn't even realize
that it was time for lunch. Jisung stood up, his butt hurting from sitting for a long time. He
stretched his arms and twisted his back, hearing its cracking sound was very much satisfying to
him, until he saw the horrified face of Minho.

"Did you hurt yourself?!"

"Gosh, no. I just had to stretch because my limbs were starting to feel numb."

"If you say so...wanna eat here with me? We could order some food."

"I'd love to, but Hyunjin asked me to try that new restaurant across the street. He'd start bitching if
I bail on him."

"Okay, sweetie. Enjoy your lunch."

Jisung waved him goodbye before heading out. On his way to his station, he could already see the
tall figure of Hyunjin looking for him, confused by the empty desk in front of him.

"Looking for me?"

"Jisung! I thought you didn't clock in!"

"I had to cover for Mr. Lee's secretary so I'm staying in his office today. Let's go?"
"Wow, lucky you, spending time with one of the most handsome bachelors in the company! I
would be jealous of you, but I'm too handsome for that."

Jisung stepped on Hyunjin's foot intentionally, making the other scream in pain, shouting at him
like there were no other people around them.

The lunch break went by quickly, especially due to the 30-minute wait that the two had to
experience, not expecting the volume of people in the restaurant. Jisung decided to buy Minho a
slice of mint chocolate cheesecake that to him looked hideous, but it was the only flavor he could
think of that Minho would love.

Minho was finishing up his plate when Jisung got back. He placed the cheesecake on the table in
front of the couch and walked over to Minho to place a kiss on his lips.

"I'm guessing the black bean noodles were delicious, huh." Jisung commented, tasting some of the
sauce on his lips.

"They're really good. I couldn't order any other food because they'd take too long to be delivered."
Minho answered as he wiped his lips with the tissue that came with the order, getting up to throw
the plates and the utensils down the bin.

"Why do you even care about that? You have your own time here. You can eat lunch earlier and
no one would know."

"Baby," Minho cupped Jisung's face when he got back to his desk, booping his nose before
giggling, "that would be a bad example to the others. Even with my position, I still don't want to
break the rules."

"Haven't you broken enough already?"

"Hmmm," Minho pulled Jisung closer, groping his ass and squeezing them hard, causing Jisung to
moan softly, "I didn't see anything in my contract that says it's not allowed to bend someone over
and fuck them senseless. But if there was, I guess that would be the only rule I'd break."

"You're not a rule breaker. You're more of a back breaker."

This time, Jisung won in the battle of wits, with Minho cracking up like it was the funniest thing
that he heard in his whole life.

"This is why I can't get enough of you, babe. But we have to go back to work before they pile up
on us again." Minho pecked Jisung's cheeks before sitting back on his chair and opening his work
computer, the glasses hanging on his collar now back to his eyes.

Jisung went back to his desk again. As soon as he opened his computer, dozens of email
notifications popped up, and to top it off, the phone began to ring as well when the automated
voice message function was turned off.

Two hours into the second half of their afternoon shift, Jisung finally had a little time to spend on
his own. He was on a fifteen minute break so he decided to stretch again, this time including his
neck. After the stretching, he sat back in his chair, resting his head on his desk and closing his
eyes, hoping that he could have at least five minutes of a power nap.

He was immediately interrupted with hands creeping up to his chest. He didn't notice that Minho
was there beside him, even bringing his own swivel chair.

"Are you tired, baby?"

"Kinda. Just wanted to relax for a bit."

"Hmmm, maybe this would give you some air."

Jisung didn't know what to expect when Minho said that, and he definitely didn't get it until Minho
started unbuttoning his shirt, his fingers quick to find his nipples, rubbing on it and playing with it
as it hardened.

Jisung hated how turned on he became in just a few seconds, turning his chair a bit so he's facing
Minho. He leaned his head back, letting Minho do whatever he wanted with Jisung, break
forgotten.

Jisung's eyes followed as Minho stood up, his fingers still on Jisung's nipples, pinching and tugging
on it before rubbing it fast again.

Jisung began to squirm on his chair. He held tight on the arms of his chair so that he wouldn't slide
down with how much he's been moving.

He thought that Minho would only stimulate his chest part, knowing that it was enough to make
Jisung hard, but he never expected Minho's knee to start pressing hard on his crotch, resulting in
Jisung letting out a high-pitched moan, followed by whimpers as Minho continued to knee him on
his hardening dick.

"Minho…"

"Do you want me to stop, baby?"

"N-no…" Jisung shook his head. He was used to Minho playing with his nubs, but this was
something new, something different.

It was painful, but at the same time, the pain was enjoyable, at least to him. It felt like there was an
electric shock that coursed through his body when Minho pressed on it. The feeling went straight
to the tip of his dick, and as if it wasn't enough, Minho continued with his torturous yet pleasurable
experiment.

The only thing that hindered them from doing more of it was the sound of Jisung's phone ringing.

Minho quickly backed away from Jisung to get back to his desk. Jisung would've protested, if it
wasn't for the fact that every phone call he had that day was of importance, and he was assuming
that this one would be essential, too.
"You've reached Lee Minho's office, how can I help you? Oh? His schedule? Sure, let's see here…"

Jisung put the phone down and pressed on the hands-free button so he could check the schedule on
his computer.

"Okay, so you want to make an appointment next week? What would be your preferred day to
come here? Wednesday— aaaahhhh…. I'm sorry about that...a-afternoon?"

Jisung didn't know when Minho got under his desk, but he did, cupping Jisung's dick with his
small palms as if he wasn't talking to anyone on the phone.

He wanted to push Minho away, but heaven knows how rare Minho gives him head, and when he
does, Jisung wishes that it wouldn't end.

"Yeah...uhhh... he's, he's free from 2pm to 4pm…" Jisung cleared his throat, his fists clenching on
the table as he tried to compose himself when Minho took his dick out and just straight up gobbled
it all up without hesitation.

His eyes were teasing. They weren't his usual big beautiful orbs that would look at him with
overflowing love, rather it was his sharp, feline features, lustful and possessive as he bobbed his
head up and down Jisung's dick, not breaking eye contact.

"Okay, I-I'll schedule you...at...3pm, sounds good?"

Jisung typed on his keyboard with shaking fingers. He could feel himself crumbling down. A few
seconds more and if the caller didn't hang up, he would definitely hear Jisung letting out
pornographic noises and he wouldn't even try to stop himself.

He quickly dropped the call, his attention now undivided aa he looked down at his gorgeous boss,
sucking him like it was the best thing ever to be shoved down his throat.

Even when he was in a position of kneeling between Jisung's legs, he still looked amazing. His
long lashes complemented his eyes as they stared at Jisung. His lips all wet and red, wrapped
around Jisung's cock, and his hollow cheeks emphasizing his jawline even more. Jisung thought
that if Minho was bad at giving head, he would still cum just by looking at his face.

But it wasn't the case, Minho was good with everything. He reached the base of Jisung's dick
without any problem, sucking on it harder, his hand fondling with his balls. Jisung moaned as loud
as he could. He didn't have any call to take care of and he wouldn't be answering any more until
Minho was finished.

Jisung grabbed on the edge of his desk as Minho quickened his movements. The sound of Jisung's
dick hitting his throat together with the wet sounds of Minho's mouth was enough to make
someone's brain spiral, and that someone was Jisung. He could feel Minho swirling his tongue
around, and then swallowing around his dick whenever it would hit his throat.

Jisung was only human, and even if he wanted to last longer, Minho didn't let him. He releases
inside Minho's mouth, filling it up with cum, with Minho swallowing all of it. When he released
Jisung's dick, he lapped it clean, sucking lightly on the head for any more drops before completely
letting go of it.

Minho pushed Jisung's chair away so he could go out, and Jisung's mind was still too foggy to
figure out how he got there in the first place.

He sat on Jisung's desk, smirking as he caressed Jisung's cheeks.

"I hate you."

"No, you don't."

"Yeah, but why do you have to do that while I'm on a call?"

Minho cupped Jisung's face and then grinned, leaning down so their noses touched, "Because I
want all of you."

Minho pressed the automated voice message on Jisung's phone and dragged him towards the
couch, with Jisung looking so fucked out with his unbuttoned shirt and unzipped pants.
"I still have to finish some—"

"That can wait, baby. Let's have our fun first." Minho grabbed a bag from his desk drawer, walking
back to Jisung with a smug expression.

"What's in there?"

"Just something I bought yesterday." Minho placed it on the table, together with the empty box of
cheesecake that Jisung bought for him.

Minho then sat next to Jisung, helping him out of his clothes before doing the same. Jisung
watched as Minho folded them nicely before putting them on the table, too.

"Lay on your stomach for me, baby."

Jisung did just that, thinkin that Minho wanted to fuck in that position. He laid with the stomach
touching the soft cushion. He rested his head on his arms, waiting for Minho's next step.

He felt Minho shifting, sitting on Jisung's legs, and Jisung heard a cap opening, assuming that it
was lube.

Jisung was surprised when he felt Minho's hands on his back, spreading the strange liquid all over
his skin. It was warm, and it felt smooth, too smooth, with Minho's hands gliding down to the
dimples of his back.

Then it hit him.

It was massage oil.

Of course.

He then felt Minho's hands slowly massaging his back, and surprisingly, it felt really good,
probably better than how Chan did it, and Jisung was sure that Minho was doing it because of that.
"Minho, are you jealous?" Jisung asked, turning his head to the side so he could even just a little bit
of Minho's face.

"Mr. Bang can massage you anytime. I'm just showing you who's better."

Jisung giggled, he really didn't expect Minho to act like this, but he was somehow glad that Chan
did that. Minho was really good, he knew where to press, where to rub and how to control his
strength over the different parts of his back.

Soon, Minho moved further down, skipping Jisung's pelvic area and going for his thighs and legs,
rubbing just below to where his butt and balls were.

Jisung was getting frustrated with how Minho's hands would purposely avoid where he wanted to
be touched, what made it worse was the hope that he'd have every time he would feel Minho's
hands climb up, only to be shattered when Minho traveled back down to his legs.

"Alright, you can get up now."

Minho helped Jisung up, making sure not to make too much mess on the couch. Minho pulled
Jisung to his lap, his skin being coated with the massage oil as soon as Jisung settled on his lap.

"Did you like it?"

"Yeah, it would be better if you did it to my ass, too."

"Well, I didn't say I was done."

Jisung let his back rest on Minho's chest. It was hard to stay up due to the oil making him glide
down, so he put his foot under Minho's thighs to keep him up.

He could now see the big bottle of oil that Minho bought, and when he said big, he wasn't kidding.
He's starting to think that he planned all of this, even his secretary's absence.
Minho opened the cap and drizzled a lot of it on Jisung's chest, dripping down to his abs and
crotch. If this was any other liquid (other than Minho's cum), Jisung would've been annoyed, but
there was something to the oil's slippery texture that made the scene hotter.

Minho's hands began working on Jisung's chest, making his nipples harden again as he played with
it. He then started massaging his torso, while busying his mouth with Jisung's ear, nibbling and
biting it. Jisung let his eyes shut close, feeling relaxed and turned on at the same time. Still, Minho
avoided touching him where he needed those hands, and he was becoming impatient.

"Minho, please...stop teasing."

"But I'm not, baby. I just want you to relax."

"Minho…" Jisung whimpered, turning his head a bit to face him, "please...I want your hands on my
dick."

"You could've said that sooner, sweetie." Minho kissed Jisung's nose, giggling as if he wasn't really
teasing and just forgot that Jisung's dick existed.

Minho grabbed the bottle again, almost breaking it as it slipped away from his hands. Good thing
that his reflexes were fast and that he was able to catch it.

He poured a lot in his hand that some of it dropped to the arm of the couch. Jisung wondered just
how much Minho spent for that and how he managed to pour out almost half of it just for the sake
of their office sessions.

Minho ran his hands on Jisung's dick, stroking it hard once again. As it stood erect, Minho began
pumping it slowly. His other hand reached for Jisung's hole, teasing it with his coated fingers
before pushing it in.

Jisung bit his lip, the sudden intrusion made his knees weak. Moreover, he could feel Minho's dick
throbbing against his back. Jisung slid his body up and down, wanting more of Minho's dick, at the
same time fucking himself with Minhos fingers in him.
"Baby, do you like Mr. Bang?" Minho growled against Jisung's ear, his fingers reaching deeper
inside him. Jisung whined, shaking his head in response as he continued to move his body.

"That's what I thought. I can massage you way better than him. You just have to knock on my door.
You know that, right?"

Jisung nodded, too preoccupied to use words. His suspicions were right. Minho was jealous, but he
wasn't informed that a jealous Minho would act hotter than he already was.

"Come on, baby. Show me how much you want to be filled."

Minho added a third finger, his hand on Jisung's dick started jerking him off properly, wrapping his
fingers tightly around him. Jisung knew he wouldn't last long with what Minho was doing, but he
didn't want to cum just yet, not without Minho's dick in him.

"I don't like seeing my baby feeling good with someone else's hands."

"Minho…" Jisung tried pushing Minho's hands away, his orgasm coming dangerously close. He
even stopped moving his hips but Minho did the work for him, curling his fingers inside to rub on
his prostate.

"Do you want me inside you, Jisung?"

"Yes...please...please…"

Minho pulled his fingers out of Jisung, with Jisung raising his hips so Minho could take his cock
out. He then reached for the bottle, opening it with one hand and drizzling oil on his dick before
putting it back on the stand by the couch. He spread it around his dick, with Jisung watching in
anticipation, wanting to lower himself on it as soon as possible.

"Okay, baby," Minho held his cock up, aligning it with Jisung's rim, "you can do what you want
now."

Jisung didn't waste a second to go down on Minho's dick, gasping as finally reached the base. He
quickly worked on his pace, bouncing up and down, gliding smoothly with all the oil on their
bodies. It wasn't just the lesser friction, but the sounds of their skins slapping were much louder,
ringing inside Jisung's ears like a beautiful melody.

Minho didn't stop stroking him as well, and Jisung could feel himself about to burst, picking his
speed up and pressing his hands on Minho's thighs for better support.

His legs began to shake and Jisung knew he was going to cum. The only thing was that Minho
knew it as well.

Minho tightened his hold on the base of Jisung's dick, not allowing him to cum just yet. Jisung
cried out, whining as he dug his nails on Minho's thighs.

It was Minho's turn to impale Jisung with his dick, he began thrusting his hips upward, fucking
Jisung as hard as he could, and Jisung had nothing against it, taking it all in while his dick was still
aching for release.

Minho's thrusts became inconsistent, he was beginning to grunt loudly, and Jisung knew it was a
sign that he was close as well. Minho's hand gripped on Jisung's torso, holding him down, fucking
him as fast as he could.

Minho began to fill Jisung with his cum, but he didn't stop, fucking his cum inside, riding his high
as he continued to spurt more of it inside Jisung's ass. As soon as he let go of Jisung's dick, Jisung
squeaked, his cum splattering all over his chest, his dick twitching as Minho resumed with his
thrusts until there was nothing left to drop.

Jisung slumped back on Minho's body, feeling the cum slowly dripping out of his hole, the oil
beginning to fade as well.

Minho wrapped his arms around his chest, kissing him by the cheek, panting as he tried to catch his
breath.

"I better not see Mr. Bang making you hum like that again, baby. I might make you limp back to
your station if I can't contain myself."

"What makes you think I wouldn't like that? I might have to ask Chan hyung for more massages
then."

Minho pinched Jisung's side, making him yelp in pain.

"That's what you get for thinking like that."

Jisung only teased him more, saying that he would have hesitated to take his shirt off so Chan
could feel his bare skin.

Well, Minho kind of stayed true to his words, giving another pounding inside his office's bathroom.
What was supposed to be a nice shower ended up with a hot, steamy shower sex.

Only after that did they realize that it wasn't that satisfying to wash out the oil on their bodies.

"Oh, god. We made so much mess."

"That's alright, I already asked Mr. Kim to look for a replacement for that couch."

"Did he ask you why?"

"Actually, the weird thing is no. He sounded like he was in a rush, or maybe he just didn't want to
hear what we did."

Jisung laughed, knowing how much shit Seungmin had to endure because of their horny asses.

"Ready to go, babe?"

"What if there are employees outside?"

"I don't think so, but let them stare, I don't mind."

Jisung smiled as he grabbed Minho's hand, walking out of the office, fresh from the showers. There
were no more employees on the floor, because work hours ended an hour ago.

They made their way to the underground parking lot, looking for Minho's car.

But they found more than his car, and it was actually a really surprising sight.

Seungmin, pressing Hyunjin against the trunk of Minho's car, with Hyunjin's arms around
Seungmin's neck and Seungmin's hands resting on Hyunjin's waist as they made out, tongue and
tongue, with a hint of them grinding together.

"Oh. My. God."

"Oh my god indeed. Should we just take a cab? I'm just gonna inform Mr. Kim."

"Yeah, we should. Let's leave them be."

As they walked out of the parking area, Minho whipped out his phone to send a message to
Seungmin, before holding Jisung's hand again.
 "Make sure to keep the seats clean. Happy ducking! [winking sticker]"

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