Enthralled.
It was the only word that could accurately describe the emotions that devoured Viren whenever he laid eyes on their new CEO. Aaravos was the opposite of what he had been expecting. He was charismatic, kind, intelligent... incredibly attractive.
Despite the fact that Viren was the manager, each time Aaravos had visited their branch, the CEO had kept their encounters brief. Viren was grateful for that small mercy, though. Even the sound of Aaravos' voice was enough to turn him on.
Viren crossed his legs and squeezed them together tightly, desperately trying to stop blood flowing into his groin. He wiped the sweat off his brow and glanced around the room, hoping no one had their eyes on him, as their CEO went over the sales targets for the new quarter. He knew he should have been paying attention, but Viren was focused on the way Aaravos' suit jacket followed the curves of his body with perfect tailoring. How someone had such broad shoulders and a waist so slim was beyond Viren. He bit his lower lip, shifting uncomfortably in his seat, as his eyes burned a hole into Aaravos' shoulder blades.
Another voice drew Viren's attention and he regretfully pulled his gaze off of the CEO, looking at the one who had forced Aaravos to temporarily stop his melodious speech. Their top salesman, Runaan, had asked a question, which Aaravos had answered patiently, praising Runaan for thinking to ask such a thoughtful question. The gentle smile that their CEO aimed at Runaan caused a jealous pang in Viren's chest. He wanted Aaravos to look at him like that. To praise him. Reward him. A soft moan escaped his lips before he could stop it. Viren noticed a slight twitch in Aaravos' right ear and his head tilted ever so slightly, but the CEO continued on with his lecture, torturing Viren with his voice. Gods, he needed this meeting to end. He had to get to his office where he could privately deal with his problem. His heart was pounding and his body was begging for release. Just when he thought he would be driven mad, his team stood and started to leave the conference room. Viren's eyes darted to Aaravos, who was gathering up his papers on the table before him. If Viren hurried, he might be able to escape the room and return to his office without Aaravos noticing him leaving. Before Viren could stand, Aaravos spoke, "Viren? A word?"
Viren swallowed the dry lump in his throat and cleared his throat. He tried to answer, but his voice seemed to have abandoned him. "Close the door," Aaravos ordered. Viren hesitated, but stood. There was no way he would be able to hide the bulge in his pants if his CEO turned to face him. Walking to the door, Viren tried to think of excuses for his hard on, but his mind was blank. The only thing he could think about was that he was alone in the conference room with the man who had him completely under his spell. The door clicked shut and before Viren even had the chance to turn around, Aaravos said, "Is there something I can help you with?"
Viren's body trembled. He glanced over his shoulder, keeping his torso facing the door, and asked, "Wha-what?"
Aaravos was suddenly behind him and Viren's breath caught in his throat. The CEO pressed his body against Viren's, resting his chin on his subordinate's shoulder. His fingers slid down Viren's torso and stopped just before he reached the bulge that was throbbing now.
"How may I serve you?" Aaravos whispered into Viren's ear.
Unable to stop the wave of pleasure that coursed through his body, Viren leaned against the door and squeezed his eyes shut. "Did my lecture bore you, Viren? You kept fidgeting in your seat."
Viren's breath was coming out in short gasps and his face was hot with desire. "No," he answered, weakly. "I..." He fell silent then shivered as Aaravos' fingers undid the button on his pants. "Wa-wait!" he pleaded, eyes opening wide. Aaravos pulled away, much to Viren's disappointment. Risking exposing himself, Viren turned and felt his heart nearly stop. Aaravos was standing before him, one arm across his chest, holding his elbow and his other hand was resting on his chin. He was examining Viren, a large predatory smile on his face.
"You look like you are struggling, Viren. Let me help you."
Viren hesitated, wondering if this was some sort of practical joke. Aaravos might be teasing him, but it was a risk Viren was willing to take. So he nodded, consenting to whatever Aaravos was willing to do to him. He let Aaravos unzip his pants and turn him so his ass was pressed against his CEO's groin. Viren let out a groan as Aaravos slid his fingers over the tip of Viren's trembling cock. "Fuck," he moaned, leaning forward so he could support himself against the door. Aaravos started to rub his hand along Viren's shaft, slowly at first. Teasing him. "Ngh," Viren flinched. "Faster," he ordered.
Aaravos' grip around his cock tightened, making a wail escape Viren's lips. "Everyone will hear you, Viren," Aaravos admonished, putting his other hand over his subordinate's mouth. A finger slipped between his lips and Viren's tongue wrapped around it.
Encouraged by Viren's desperation, Aaravos started to rub his cock again. Harder and quicker. Viren bit down on Aaravos' finger, which stifled his moans. He was close now. Aaravos' fingers moved expertly over his flesh, as though reading and understanding every reaction Viren's body gave him- even the slightest tremor. Aaravos' hand stopped as Viren buckled forward, cum exploding onto the wooden door of the conference room. The CEO backed away, a hum of satisfaction filling the room. Viren panted against the door, looking down at his own fluids. What the fuck just happened? He half expected to wake up at his desk, but the longer the moment lingered, the reality of the situation became clear in his mind.
Zipping up his pants, Viren stood. He looked at Aaravos, face red from embarrassment. The CEO pulled his handkerchief from the breast pocket of his suit jacket and wiped the finger that was wet from Viren's drool. There was an arrogant grin on his face that drove Viren mad with lust.
"That is all, Viren. You may go."
Viren scowled, feeling his embarrassment turn into shame then anger. "That's all?" he demanded. Aaravos gave him a crooked smile, tilting his head in amusement. "What else do you want me to say? I am pleased with your performance? Keep up the good work?" He started gathering his papers again, as though nothing had happened. Viren stood there awkwardly for a moment, not sure if he should apologize for his behavior or ask his superior what the hell he had been thinking. Instead, he simply turned and opened the door. He immediately felt Runaan's gaze turn to him, a knowing look on his face.
Without a word, Viren walked into his office and shut the door. He rest his head on his desk and let out a deep sigh. His mind kept replaying the intimate scene over and over.
Enthralled. It was the only word that could describe his feeling towards his new CEO. Aaravos had Viren enchanted and, surprisingly, he was perfectly content with that.