September 2024 Drabble #1

Reaper/Cassidy – power imbalance (kinda); just the tip – Cole really just wants to finish up his report but Gabriel is just a horny bastard and contrary to boot.

Part 1 (This Part)

Part 2 (Patreon Link)

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Cole’s legs keep jumping, fat pearls of sweat appearing along his hairline and itching underneath his arms. He is trying so damn hard to focus on the piece of paper in front of him but Gabriel is not making it easy.

He keeps prowling around him like some cockhungry panther. The scent of his aftershave is getting Cole’s dick fat like a pavlovian reflex.

Cole starts to bounce his right leg, then adds his left leg, wiggling like a kid that’s got to take a leak but is too stubborn to actually get up and go to the bathroom.

“Are you done yet?” the silky voice from behind him sounds decidedly impatient.

Cole closes his eyes, sending a brief prayer to whatever deity that he may stay patient… and survive his boss’ testy mood.

“Not… quite. Ya said I had to do it by tomorrow and it’s only three more hours until then. Can you just like… stay off my back for like half an hour or something?”

He tries to sound firm but there is a whine in his voice that makes him sound oh-so-young again. It’s like he can never get a leg up with Reyes. Goddamn sexy asshole-

“Work faster,” Gabriel growls. He puts both hands on Cole’s shoulders, but instead of massaging him, he just digs his fingers in deep until it starts to ache. “You’re good for one thing and I can’t have your dick when you’re sitting around like that.”

That… actually kind of smarts, but Cole would be lying if he said that it didn’t also get him hot.

“Just a second. Jeez Louise.” He leans over the paper, staring at the many, many, many empty lines that he has yet to fill with his big, scrawly penmanship. He’s notoriously bad at making reports at the best of times and having Reyes literally breathing down his neck because he’s for some reason horny beyond belief is not helping matters any.

He’s trying his best – he really is! – but it only takes about ten minutes until his boss is right back in the same space, this time all but plastered against Cole’s back, arms curling around his middle and one hand unerringly finding his bulge.

“Still got all that pudge on you,” Gabriel growls, grabbing at Cole’s sturdy hips. “Oughta put you out on the track way more often. Mmmhh..” He digs his nose underneath Cole’s ear and then into his unkempt hair, inhaling deeply. “And you fucking reek, too. Did you not shower today? Nasty ingrate.”

He nudges forward with his hips, letting Cole feel his erection at the small of his back and… yeah. Yeah, fucking okay.

His hand jerked anyway, leaving a big nasty slash of ink across the pristine paper, ruining the hard work he’s been sweating through already. He can feel his temper rising.

“Alright, jefe,” he murmurs with a deceptively calm drawl. “I’ll bite. You wanna fuck? Then let’s do it. I’ll finish this later.”

He hasn’t properly finished speaking when Reyes already grabs him by the wrist to pull him up and to the bedroom, apparently thinking that Cole will be the same docile mutt that he usually is.

Oh… He’ll be having a rough awakening.