A/N: This is so going to be uber- perverted so watch out for Big boss bully Sasuke and poor Naruto!
Naruto-kun! I want to eat sugar!
I am Naruto Uzumaki. My age is 23 years old and I am working as a salary man. Today, however, is my very first day at my new workplace, the Konoha Company. I worked at the Suna Corporation before but because of my attitude, I was fired from the company. I am lucky to have a friend working in Konoha Company and he isn't just any friend, that Kiba. His job here is as the secretary to the vice president and with a little persuasion from him, I am hired.
Currently, I am lost. All the walls in the Konoha building seems to be the same; left, right, front and back. Everywhere I go, the area will look exactly like the corner before, which makes me think that I might have been walking around and around the same place. The problem at hand isn't helping the situation at all. Since my original destination was the bathroom, I am trying with every piece of me to hold it back.
"Please god, gimme the damn stall!" I almost shriek at the pissing feeling I have. I am not looking where I am going and bump into a person. I fall down on my back, closing my eyes at the horrible pain the tiles gave me.
"Please watch where you are going". I looked up at the man (who would mistake the husky, silky and rough voice as a woman's voice?) who is looking down at me with a cold glare in return that makes me shudder unconsciously. He has a pair of very dark eyes and unique raven duck butt hair too.
"Sorry", I mumble, looking away from him. He walks pass me, not even helping me to stand up again. From then, I decide that he is someone that SHOULD NEVER be on my own friend list, even if he works at the same level as I am. What a bastard!
"Fuck him", I whisper slowly. Yup, that is the kind of attitude that actually got me fired from my previous job. I am glad though. Suna Corporation is crowded with boring employees who work from morning to pass midnight. At least, I have Kiba here, and I will try to keep my job as best as I could. Plus, there are some people who actually find me amusing to talk to and had gotten along when I first enter the workplace. Well, as long as the bastard does not appear in my life, my life will be just perfect.
I am lucky that by the time the bastard is gone, I find the toilet right next to me. Thus, the only thing that is left for me to do is figure my way back, which takes me about another half an hour. My friends are all worried by the time I returned, and when I tell them that I had been walking all over the place to find just the toilet, they erupt into loud laugh. I am about to scream but Hinata points out that there is a toilet just next to the hall we are at. It doesn't help that there is actually a sign board with the toilets symbol on it just across the door. If only I had been paying attention to where I was going.
"Yo, Naruto. Yer' vice P wants to see yer right away! Go 2 deh office, wit cha? Here, map for ya!" says Kiba, holding out a piece of paper to me.
"Why are you giving me this?" I shake the paper consisting the map draft on it.
"Geez! What do ya mean what? You wanna keep yer job or what? He said right away so it'll be faster for you teh use map!"
"I can find my own way, you stupid fuck!"
"Shaddap, ye fox slut!"
"Gah!" I launch myself at Kiba but he steps aside and I meet the floor. Ouch, my nose.
"Fox-slut!" I am about to launch again when Hinata stops me.
"Naruto-kun, I think Kiba-kun is just trying to help and you would better go now. The Vice president is a very strict man", says Hinata.
"Yeah, you betta. If Hinata here doesn't help, you won't even be here. You are lucky I'm dating her".
Shyly, I mumble small thanks.
"Never mind, Naruto-kun. I like helping people", she shakes her head slowly.
And so I go to the Vice president office.
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Neji will not fucking help him, but damn, he is good. He is good at threatening people and blackmailing them. How the hell did he find out that Neji has a hot for the Suna president? He never tells anyone except for his cat. Wait.... The cat... It did wear a weird collar that day and Neji never actually buy the cat a collar!
When a knock thudded hesitantly against the door, he calls the person in. There comes his misery. Yes, his biggest misery.
"Hello, you must be Naruto Uzumaki", he says with a stoic expression.
"Um... hi, I'm Naruto Uzumaki".
There lies the stupidity.
"I just called your name, so you don't have to repeat yourself".
"Um... Sorry", the blond man glances to his name plate on the table, "Hyuuga-san".
"I already take a good look at you, and you're nothing worthy actually, but some bastard just have the blind eyes", he makes himself clear that he doesn't care who Naruto actually is.
"Ouch".
'Of course, go make yourself comfortable', Neji has almost let that slip, but he just settles with a grunt and a wave to the client's chair.
"It's not me that you are supposed to be meeting but I'm sure you can wait here so that the - 'bastard', he thought- president will come and see you".
The poor blond idiot just gasps with shocked white eyes.
"Why-Why would the president wants to see me?"
"I don't know".
"But I'm-"
"Look. He's here already. I'll be going out now".
Neji eyes the bastard warily. He would shred Sasuke to pieces but not today. Now, he has to wait outside and hack in the surveillance camera to record whatever Sasuke plans on doing.
'He'd better hurry', he connects his laptop to the camera wiring system.
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I am shocked to see the man who entered the room. It is none other than the bastard that I had met near the bathroom. For some unknown reason, his lips seem to quirk upright very tightly as if he is enjoying my surprise.
"Hello, you must be Naruto-kun". I just nod, dumbfounded. I mean, who would have thought that your president is the bastard who just walk pass you when they saw you earlier? I have almost kicked him in the face, if it isn't for him being the president and me wanting to keep my job.
When he comes closer, a sudden urge to put my defence up suddenly appears. I cross my arms across my chest to cover whatever that I want to cover (I have no idea what I want to cover but my spidey senses are tingling). Of course, my reaction makes his smirk spreads wider.
"Naruto-kun, why are you covering your chest?"
My god, he looks like a big bad wolf! Now, I'm a little defenseless riding hood who is just sending his cookies to his grandma. (Nope) And the wolf is going to eat me and he's approaching me! I need help!
"Naruto-kun, I seem to remember what you told me". He places his hand on the table, successfully trapping me in between the table and him.
"Wh-What did I tell you?"
"Fuck me. But Naruto-kun, I don't want you to fuck me. You're too cute for that. Why don't I take the pleasure of fucking you instead?"
"W-Wha-" I let out a yelp when he pushes me to the table. What the hell is the bastard doing?
"Naruto-kun, think about my offer. Do you want me to deep throat you while you watch?"
"????//////"
"Or do you want me to rub my groin against yours?" Yelp!
"Or maybe fuck you senseless in the janitor closet, while you watch from underneath, tied upside down where you can watch my big cock thrusting into your tight ass?" Stop! Stop!
"NO, I'M NOT GAY!"
I really think that I have done something wrong when I blurt my reply because the next thing, he is rubbing my cock with his knee. I unconsciously let a moan slide, which is a bad move because he keeps his pace faster after that.
"Pl- Please... Nnnn... Stop... Ah! Ha".
"Oh?" he whispers into my ears, "but Naruto-kun, your body seems to agree with me instead of yourself".
"S-Stop.... Nnnn". I hardly able to keep my eyes open as the knee keeps attacking my private. I fail to notice that he is unbuttoning my shirts and unzipping my pants, releasing my throbbing cock to the air. My eyes go wide at the sight of my overly excited arousal and it is making my blush harder to keep at bay.
"Well, well. What do we have here? What a sight to behold", he whispers into my ears.
"Le-Let me go!" I try to cover the embarrassing sight from his eyes, but he grasps both of my hands and holds them above my head.
"Let you go?" he whispers again, "why would I let you go when I can lick it like a child licking a lollipop?" I feel him touching the tip of my arousal. (A/N: Lollipop? Hehehe... Peevy)
"N-No, nnn".
"Oh, look", he says, licking cream liquid off from his fingers in front of me, "your nectar seems to be overflowing just by hearing my voice. Like much?"
"Nnnn... s-stop".
Then, he pulls away, smirking at me when I try to catch my breath. I force myself to stand and tuck my arousal back into my pants. It hurts but I have to deal with it. I look down, face still flush, and slightly, I wonder what's going to become of it.
The young president snaps his finger and almost immediately, Hyuuga-san appears at the door.
"Neji, I have a task for you", says the president.
"What task?" although it was said calmly, his face is showing that his patience is wearing thin.
"This is urgent. I want you to get things from Naruto's little tiny pathetic place he calls office and brings to my office. Then, prepare a workspace there just for him".
"!" Hey, aren't I supposed to get a say in this?
"Why the hell don't you ask your puny cat what's her name again to do the job?"
"Cause you're a better dog".
"Say that again, Uchiha to my face, I'll make sure you'll die in your sleep", Neji growls angrily.
"See? You even try to growl at me". Mumbles are heard from the vice president before he finally sighs in defeat.
"You owe me big, Uchiha".
Wait! Why are they deciding for me when I don't even have a say in this? It's my life, dammit!
"Wait a moment!" I tap Hyuuga-san's back lightly, "What exactly are you planning to do with me?" But instead of Hyuuga-san that answers my question, the bastard takes his pleasure to answer me instead.
"From the very beginning I saw you, Naruto-kun, I decided that your job assignment is me".
"WHAT?" My lung can burst if I shout any louder. What the hell? I've come to this place to work a normal assignment! Not wasting my time with a bastard!
I am about to shout again when Hyuuga-san interrupts.
"Uchiha, don't you have meeting now? I'll handle the kid from here".
"As much as I don't want to agree with you, you're right. Well, take a good care of him until I am back".
"Your tie is crooked". Hyuuga-san reminds him before the president makes his leave. Turning to me, he says, "Well, Naruto-kun".
I am quite startled with his strict voice when he calls me. Frankly, I think Hyuuga-san hates me.
"Y-yes?" I stand up straight. That is when I realize that I have been standing with my shirt unbuttoned the whole time.
"I'll repeat no more than once. Your job, Naruto-kun, is to primarily comprise to seeing whatever odd jobs that the president find for you. He will give you the task directly. If you are not busy, you are to help Kiba with data entry", and on and on he goes about my duty. All the while, he was talking, I was sweating frantically. I mean, taking direct orders from the bastard? That doesn't sound like a good future for me!
"Wait a moment!" I cry, fear evidence on my face, "I-I can't do this! Don't you see what he did just now? How am I supposed to work like that if he's around? I-I'll pass! I'd rather quit than being sexually harassed!"
Is it just me or when I talk about quitting that Hyuuga-san's eyes give out a dangerous glint? Not liking the way he is narrowing his eyes, I step back.
"The surveillance camera has tapped your action previously. If you do not wish your friends to see it, I would suggest that you stop mentioning about quitting", he said simply with a smirk.
NO!!!!!!!!!!! Why oh why does this things happening to me? What have I done to deserve this cruel, cruel life?!
Oh, god, I feel like crying.
And so, the torture days begin.
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My body is trembling, with only support that I have is the bookshelf in front of me. I claw lightly on the book as the hands that keep penetrating me both outside and inside play with my lower half like some kind of toys.
"Ah! Ha. Ha. P-President, I-I have to-to f-file the doc-document b-be- nnnnnn- fore noonnnnnn". my lips are trembling together with my body as the president continues to stroke my length from hilt to the tip. My back arch away from him, exposing more neck for his tongue to attack.
"Continue with your work, Naruto. Don't mind me". He nibbles my earlobe playfully.
'That's like downright impossible!' I want to scream at his face but my mouth seems to only able to come out with all the embarrassing noises while being clutch in his hand and torment by his penetrating fingers.
Then, I feel the tide coming.
"P-President! P-Please remove your hand!"
"Why, Naruto? What's the matter?" I know the bastard is purposely quickening his pace!
"I-I'm c-com-ming!"
"Don't be shy. I don't mind if you come in my hand. Just come as much as you like". A smirk quirk from his face and how do I know? I can feel the lips on my neck, dammit!
To add the icing to his perverseness, he even holds a mug in front of my bursting arousal and nudge the tip so I will not hold much longer. Wait. Isn't that his coffee mug he drank just a moment ago? It is not even finished yet!
"Don't you feel turned on by the sight of your cum mixing with the coffee?" Gah! If only I can sue his ass, I will have done it long ago.
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I can hardly call my job 'work' anymore. What office job will require the employee to be the employer's slut? And I am not a whore, darn it! I swear on my life the president is a slave driver. Maybe a devil reincarnate as well. Or the real Frankenstein. I just can't seem to decide.
"Oi, rub it a little harder. I can't feel you, Naruto-kun". Geez, can't he keep his mouth shut? His voice is beginning to irate me from time to time.
Not to mention, no one will actually do this kind of massage! How on earth do you relieve pain by grinding your ass to the supposedly hurt place?
He jerks a little, causing his back to rub against my arousal.
"Oh..."
"Naruto-kun, don't go lagging off. Press down harder and put your hips into it...like you're trying to rub me with your asshole".
Gah! Bastard!
"I-I understand!"
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My job is getting worse and worse everyday! Before, the president will only come for one or two times but as time passes, he makes sure to come back to his office where the poor me is trying to catch my breath every hour just to sexually harassed me time and time again.
The things he demands are the sort of things I would never dream of telling my friends about (although they keep asking about my job). Sometimes, I feel like jumping through the window just to run from the bastard.
Things that he demands....
"Naruto, I want to eat sugar!"
Opening my shirt readily, I let him approach. I am too tired to play his game anyway.
"Here- Here you go, president". Then, he wastes no time to latch on my nipples and plays with them like they had been his companions for almost all his life.
I just wish that I can go home early.
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"Naruto-kun". Now what does the bastard want? It's the end of the day and I want to go home so I can at least enjoy some peace without him around.
"Yes, president?"
He swivels his chair to face me. He looks relaxed with his arms pivoting on the arm rest. The only thing I don't like about his look is that it carries mischief and somewhat makes me feel uneasy.
"You live in the workers dorm, don't you?" he asked.
"Well-" should I or should I not tell him? But then, isn't he supposed to know? He's the president after all.
"Yes. Is there any problem?" I try to make my tie (which most of time are loose) straighten so that no one will ask me anything weird.
"I ask the vice president to move your things into my apartment. From now onwards, you will be living with me. Understand?"
The only thing that occurs to my mind is 'what the hell?'
TBC-
Hopefully that'll be next week.