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skiesandcandy:

> I love when Elias tells Jon he just can’t help himself and mocks him for his lack of self control. Can’t stop himself from rutting on his thigh can’t stop himself from cumming over and over again even when it hurts can’t help himself at all, no wonder he needs him to keep him on track. Throw in some daddy kink for flavor because it fits and I am also a predictable man.

“Is this what you want?” Jon couldn’t hold back small whimpers as Elias’s leg slotted between his. Jon wasn’t quite sure how he had ended up in Elias’s lap, he had come up to give some sort of report he was sure. Elias gripped his hips and Jon immediately lost his train of thought.

“Honestly Jon this is a place of business.” Jon tried to argue, to point out that Elias was just as bad, to put up any type of defense. But as soon as he opened his mouth Elias bounced his leg against his cunt and Jon practically squeaked instead.

“It’s alright I suppose I can indulge you in this case, since you clearly aren’t capable of a little self control.” Jon was feeling fuzzy now as Elias bounced him a bit with each word. No, Jon wanted to refute him, but it was hard when he felt so good, god he just wished he could get a little more pressure.

As though reading his mind(he probably was honestly), Elias lifted him enough to divest him of his trousers, revealing just how soaked his pants were. Jon hid his face against Elias’s chest trying to hide both his embarrassed and how turned on he was. What he couldn’t do was hold back his whimpers as Elias pressed his fingers against the wet fabric.

“What would your coworkers say Jon? If they knew how wet you were? If they knew what a needy little slut you are for me?” Jon made a wounded sound as he came, but Elias didn’t stop.

“Is that all it takes Jon, just the thought of others seeing you? I suppose you can’t really help yourself, you were meant to be used it seems.”