Let Me Love You
Maybe it was the amount of paperwork on your desk that kept you from leaving your office, or maybe it was the warmth and comfort. The most possible, and actual, answer to why you didn't leave was because of the fear that would strike you if you passed Jumin's office due to your previous actions the night before. Of course, it was embarrassing. For both of you. You felt as if you had made things 1000000 times more awkward than they had ever been. As far as you knew, no one else but you and Jumin knew about the incident and you were planning on keeping it that way. If anyone found out, it could ruin Jumin's image. And, possibly, yours. But, keeping it to yourself was killing you and you couldn't hold it needed to tell someone, but who?
Not Zen. He'd flip out on Jumin even though it wasn't his fault. You couldn't tell Yoosung. He'd accidently spill the beans to someone else and it would not turn out too well for you. You couldn't tell Jaehee. She would confront Jumin Han about it and disapprove of your emotions towards him. Maybe you could tell V. He was a close friend of Jumin's and would understand you better than the others. Heck, Jumin had probably already told V about it.
You sighed frustratingly as you pushed away from the stack of papers on your desk. Shaking your head, you stood up and stared down at your work. You had successfully organized all of the papers and documents. But...if you were finished doing that, then that meant you were actually done for the day. You could actually leave early and go home and catch up on party planning. The stress automatically left your body and you sighed happily, putting your hair in a loose bun and adjusting your classes while making your way to the filing cabinet. You opened the drawer and fingered through the dates and names, putting the files where they belonged.
A smile spread across your face as you remembered about the new skirt you wore to work. Instead of such a tight pencil skirt, you wore a somewhat loose skirt that looked like it would be part of a school girls uniform. It was black and went perfect with your thin, white button up shirt, which had the four top buttons buttoned for appropriate work attire. You adjusted the skirt, slightly pulling it up more, then you went back to putting things where they went.
"Those bastards don't understand the importance of communication in a trade," a voice said as it entered your office, closing the door behind it. You turned around to see Jumin as he frustratingly ran his hand through his hair. You starde at him, freezing as you two made eye contact. You swallowed and nodded, as if somehow responding to him.
"I'm sorry to hear that, Mr. Han," you sighed, closing the filing cabinet and walking back to your desk. You felt his eyes on your back, which made you nervous. You set a binder down on top of your desk and opened it to look at your schedule.
"I don't understand why they aren't compatible with the guidelines of how we run things here," Jumin continued, placing his hands on his hips, shaking his head in anger.
"I don't understand why you're ranting to me," you replied. "You never show emotion towards things unless it involves Elizabeth, so why would you care how people view you or how they listen to you?"
Jumin frowned and shook his head. "I-it's not that I care. It just annoys me that some people can't follow easy rules in business."
"Then explain it in a more simple way, Mr. Han."
"I have."
"Try a different approach."
"How?"
"I don't know, that's your problem not mine."
Jumin growled and you turned to look at him. "My problem is your problem, Sapphire." He sighed and folded his arms, lightly tapping his foot. "What is wrong with you today? You've been in here all day, called a pass in the conference room, didn't get my smoothy and haven't communicated with me at all."
"Nothing's wrong."
"Stop bullshitting, Sapphire, something is off. You'd never make me sit in a conference meeting a lone."
You blushed. "I'm not bullshitting. I'm fine, i have just been busy." You glared at him with a frown. "Plus, my opinion in this type of situation doesn't matter, remember? You said so yourself."
"And i also apologized," he spat back, mirroring your glare.
You rolled your eyes and turned your head to the side. "Whatever, Jumin."
Suddenly, you couldn't move and the back of your thighs were pressed against the edge of the desk, your hands setting on top of it as cool fingers were on either sides of your face, making you look into grey eyes. The smell of the man's after shave swarmed around you like the previous night and you swallowed the lump in your throat as you noticed how close your faces were.
"You'll address me by Mr. Han in the work space," he whispered sinfully, causing goosebumps to appear on your arms and partially on your legs.
"Yes, Mr. Han….."
He tilted his head to the right, studying your face and the shade of red that was plastered on your cheeks. You felt your legs begin to turn into jelly as his minty breath swept across your nose. His hands settled on your shoulders as he slowly pushed himself away so that he was arms length away. You exhaled shakily and closed your eyes nervously, somewhat glad that his body heat had left. Thoughts that should be contained began to race through your mind, making you blush harder and bite your lip, lightly squeezing your thighs together. The memory of his lips on yours made you crave him and the smell of him made you want to grab him by the collar and have your way. But, that would never happen. You were, once again, just his assistant. Wipe these thoughts away! Uhg…..so impure. You can't have these thoughts at work, Sapphire! Bad, Sapphire, BAD!
"Hmf….." you sighed as you lazily opened your eyes, seeing Jumin stare at you with big eyes. Your eyes widened and you stood straight, staring at him with a scared expression. Jumin blinked and inhaled shakily as he narrowed his eyes in a smirk. That smug look on his face could only mean bad. Nothing good would be able to come from that look…..That look of want…...of lust…..of hunger. He walked back up to you, bodies only centimeters apart, as he placed his hands on your hips. Slowly and gently, his left hand rubbed up, slowly going to your back and in between your shoulder blades as the right hand moved up and partially under your armpit. His face moved down, placing his lips next to your ear as he breathed lightly, sending chills down your spine.
"Why do you do this to me?"
"Wh-what?" you questioned.
He inhaled and let out a soft chuckle. "You play with my patients; with my power to hold it in. Why do you have to be so-" he nips at your earlobe, causing you to gasp "-arousing?"
Your breath catches in your throat and you hold your breath, freezing in place as your mind turns fuzzy. What is he saying? What is he doing? What does he mean by that question? Do I…...actually tempt him? That must mean...he reciprocates my feelings..
"Are you uncomfortable with me being so forward with my feelings?" he whispered, his mouth closer to your ear.
"N-no."
You feel him smirk against your ear. "Good."
You yelp as you're hoisted up and onto the table, your legs slightly spread as Jumin goes in between them, pulling you closer by the hips. Your heart melts as his lips smashed against yours in a fierce, lustful kiss. Your hands shot up to his hair, lightly tugging at his locks. His hands remove yours from his hair and he pinned your arms to your sides as he continued the heated kiss, forcefully opening your lips with his tongue. A slight groan escaped your throat as you felt his warm tongue explore your mouth. You tried to pull him closer, but with every move he would tighten his grip on your arms.
He lightly pulled away, his lips still brushing against yours as he whispered, "Thank God you got rid of that pencil skirt."
You were about to question until you felt his hand wrap one of your legs around his waist. "I won't allow you to use your hands to pull me closer. I'm in control."
You exposed more of your neck as he placed rough kisses up and down the column of your throat. You wished you were able to do something, but you found something arousing about him being such an alpha. His calloused thumb lightly parted your lips, his tongue diving into your mouth in a sweet makeout session. With each stroke of his tongue against yours your body jolted, pleasure rushing through every vein that you had, through every pore and nerve in your body. Your body shivered, your leg pulling Jumin closer to you, letting you shove your tongue in his mouth. An exasperated groan escaped Jumin, arousing you even more.
Then, in a sudden movement, your back was pressed against the desk and your hands were held above your head, Jumin's chest pressed against your abdomen as his lips trailed kisses down your neck and over your collarbones.
You gasped in pleasure as you looked over at your door. Footsteps were approaching and you shook your head, coming back to your senses. "Jumin.." you breathed. "Jumin-"
"Sh." He sat you up and held your mouth closed as he, too, heard the approaching footsteps. You held your breath as Jumin went silent. The sound stopped in front of the door and there was a knock.
"Sapphire?" Jaehee questioned.
Jumin slipped his hand off of your mouth. You gulped and said, "Yes?"
"Will you be needing a ride home today?"
"N-no thank you, Jaehee. I have more work to do."
Jaehee chuckled. "Oh i see. Well, be careful on your walk home." With that, the footsteps started again and the sound got more quiet with each step. A sigh escaped your lips as you looked at Jumin, who was staring down at you.
"Mr. Han-"
"Sapphire," Jumin said, pushing away from you. "You aren't to speak of this to anyone, understood?"
"Of course, Mr. Han."
Jumin lightly grinned and softly pulled your chin towards his face, placing a gentle kiss on your lips. You stared at his closed eyes. He pulled away and fixed your clothing so that it looked normal and not very ruffled and messy. He helped you off of the table and fixed his tie, straightening it out.
"I'll see you at work tomorrow at the usually time, I presume?" he asked as you pulled down your skirt so it was where it was suppose to be. You looked up at him and did a bashful nod.
"Of course, Mr. Han."
"Don't stay here too late, Sapphire." He kissed your lips and walked to the door. "Until next time." He left without closing the door behind him, leaving you to wonder what the Hell had just happened. Uhg. He's going to be the death of me.
