Office Follies

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I have to say that we are brave. Me for writing this way odd characterization and you for even starting to read. :p

Here it is at least, chapter 5

Enjoy


5

Sleeping was out of the question. Instead the blond lay on his back staring blindly at the ceiling. He didn’t really see the ceiling, all he could see was that… that which the two older men had done in the office.

The scene had replayed in his head so many times he ought to have grown sick of it. He hadn’t though. At first he couldn’t get over the mortal embarrassment he felt every time he thought about it. The absolute mortification of his own behavior which resulted in a blush so hot and red it made him start sweating. Then his fucked up brain tried to find excuses that made the whole thing into something else. It failed of course.

He had spent so long time in his shower once home that the warm water was all used up. The shower, however, was the best place to satiate the insane and completely insatiable need he felt. That was the second utterly embarrassing thing. The picture of Squall arching like that and the sounds he had made. Or the other day when the man had… done that. It was enough to give him a boner so persistent it couldn’t be ignored or willed away.

Seifer sighed and rubbed a hand over weary eyes. He’d grow sick like this. He needed rest since the night before hadn’t given him anything. Griever seemed to have picked up on his anxiousness because the cat lay sprawled over his chest in a vain attempt to show him how to sleep. His sleep deprived mind had started asking stupid questions. Almasy might not have any real experience with any girl but he had some basic knowledge on the subject through school.

However, school never even touched the subject that two of the same gender could indulge in such acts. He hadn’t, what he could actively recall, even heard of such a thing. Or maybe he had and just kind of forgotten it. There had been the occasion where classmates teased that kid back home. Calling him fag and homo and other unpleasantries. The blond guessed he had known what the words described but somehow his oblivious mind had completely looked past the fact that such relationships actually existed in real life.

Once he had concluded, accepted and moved on from the subject of men sleeping and living with men he had to ask what the hell he had been doing? He wasn’t one of those, right? He hadn’t ever… well, been turned on by seeing another guy naked before. Granted he hadn’t seen a girl in less than a bathingsuit and so couldn’t know how he’d react if he saw one completely naked. He had also never before witnessed a couple fucking like rabbits.

That thought promptly made his face explode again and he gave a deep, frustrated groan while rubbing a hand across his face. So maybe it wasn’t so much gender as it was the situation? Would he have reacted the same had it been a normal couple? Or two girls? He couldn’t imagine a couple of girls or a heterosexual pair doing that. He tried but found he didn’t know what faces or bodies to use. They just sort of warped into Squall and that oaf.

He grew more distressed as a weak voice in his head asked if or when he got a girlfriend, would he be able to perform? Seifer tried to shake the feeling off by telling himself he didn’t have a girlfriend so there was no reason to worry. Or that he had made out with a girl, just not the whole way so to speak….

The man huffed in frustration and gently pushed the cat aside, still the creature rumbled in discontent, before getting out of the bed. He couldn’t sleep and just laying about would drive him crazy. He went into the kitchen and found the ice-cream from yesterday. This was becoming a bad habit.

He switched on the tv but promptly continued spinning on the subject. He couldn’t let go of it and it started to irritate him. Fine, he just had to find out just what had turned him on. The situation or the fact of seeing his boss in such a position because, Seifer vehemently told himself, it was not Kouri who had jump started his libido.

Just how was he supposed to find that out? Seifer sighed heavily. He couldn’t very well ask a random couple to do the same thing so he could watch now, could he? The blond thought fleetingly on that very intimate thing Squall had done. That... blowjob. That had been… very satisfying. Enough for a guy to wish for a repeat even if that guy of course wasn’t Seifer. It was his boss he was having illegal thoughts about after all.

Seifer stirred the ice-cream around in the glass bowl he had served it in. It had started to melt and he hadn’t even tasted it. He could, if he really wanted to find out, maybe… surf porn?

He quickly shook his head as if he would be able to shake the thought from his head. No, that was not the way. A magazine maybe? No, not that either. He just couldn’t… like walk into a store and like… buy that sort of thing.

The blond made a frustrated noise. Griever joined him again. Since he wasn’t interested in the ice-cream he willingly gave it to the cat.

“Could we change places for just a while. I bet being a cat would feel pretty good right now,” Seifer muttered to the cat who obliviously continued licking melted cream.

*****

The day on the office was even worse than yesterday. Mostly because yesterday the bomb had fallen, today you had to dig up the corpses from the fallen buildings. Squall felt as if he had just left the office and then he was back again. Even as he had worked from home he had so much to do that a lesser mind might have been overwhelmed by the shear need for organization. That’s what a secretary was for.

Squall thought to himself, sometime during the day, that he should try and make some time reference. To see just how much time and work Seifer saved for him. The CEO knew that since he had gotten Seifer everything had become easier and smoother and this day proved it more than ever. He didn’t, as mentioned, know by how much though.

Because of the workload and tempo he didn’t notice the state of his precious secretary until the man gently asked if he could go for the day.

Squall looked up from his desk and noticed the difference in light in the room. He had to glance at his watch to realize what time it was. Far past his coffee break, closer to dinner. Had he missed his coffee break!? He found the empty cup and the half eaten sandwich partly hidden under papers. Squall was a bit disappointed that he had managed to completely emerge himself in work to the point where he missed the height of the day.

It was at that moment he looked up and could fully take in the look of the man. Seifer looked like he hadn’t slept for a week and the usual calm, stable aura about him was distinctly darker than Squall ever had seen it. The tired look in green eyes and the strained lines around the mouth and eyes made Squall wonder if he was driving his secretary too hard. Or maybe it was just the general state of the office or perhaps he had truly gone too far with sucking the man off.

Then again, Seifer had seemed fine yesterday if only a little reserved. He rose and stretched. The brunet’s body complained the move vehemently and he had to carefully move away from the chair as to not stumble over his own feet.

“It’s been a long day, hasn’t it?” he muttered.

“Yes sir,” the man answered sounding slightly relieved.

Had he thought Squall would keep him there after working hours? What kind of monster did he make Squall out to be?

“Have you eaten or do I have a chance of buying you dinner?” Squall smirked.

To his chagrin the man winced and quickly schooled his face into an expressionless mask. Well, as an expressionless a mask as the blond could make at any rate. Squall waved his hand before the cornered man had to choke out some false excuse.

“Go home, you look dead on your feet,” he allowed before turning his back to the secretary.

“Thank you sir,” Almasy said with obvious relief.

Squall didn’t look over his shoulder and instead stared out through the huge windows. To say he was a little bit disappointment would be an understatement. The man was behaving ridiculously evasive. He had obviously enjoyed what Squall had done for him so what was the problem? Surely there was no one else like a girl that the blond had some silly feelings for? It wasn’t like Squall planed on marrying the guy, just have the occasional fooling around.

The thoughts put him in a bad enough mood that he soon left the office. It was impossible to get anything done when in such a mood. Maybe if he got home and did something else for half a hour he could get a couple more hours work done before sleep.

Squall tidied his office what he could before leaving. He was one of the last, as usually. The office landscape was nearly empty. The elevator chimed open and the brunet stepped inside. He leaned back against the back wall after punching in the garage floor. Perhaps he could give his secretary a big nice bonus. Or maybe Seifer would take that as a bribery and a offence? Squall sighed wearily.

The elevator stopped at a earlier floor and Squall sighed again as he expected who would step onboard. The doors opened and Kouri stood there. Did he have a camera installed in Squall’s office so he knew when Squall left? Sometimes the man’s timing was eerie. The man stepped inside and up to Squall side with nothing but his sly grin as greeting.

Squall ignored the co-worker when given such a gaze. It was strange how this sometimes intimidating man could be so much easier to deal with than his elusive secretary.

“Good I caught you before you left,” the taller man purred but made no attempt to put hands on the brunet.

Squall almost sighed out aloud. For once he truly had no wish to have sex wioth the man. Then again, Kouri didn’t seem all that serious in his suggestion since it was so weak.

“The plane for Dollet leaves at 15:00 tomorrow,” Kohoshi suddenly stated flatly.

Squall blinked up at him. Dollet? What did they have in Dollet? The face of the taller man was almost expressionless but the slited eyes and thin lined mouth told Squall Kouri was angry. For a moment they stared at each other, Kohoshi waiting for something to click in Squall’s head and Squall waiting for much the same. In the end the man rolled his eyes.

“I think I told you yesterday we would have to make a personal meeting with the people from Lioness company?” he said slowly.

Finally things did click and Squall groaned. Damn, he had completely forgotten that. Otherwise he would have told Seifer before the secretary left. Moreover he would have started preparing for the trip already. Kouri sighed.

“Fortunately I know you so I booked the later plane instead of the early one. You should thank me for these small things I do for you,” the man hummed amusedly.

The elevator opened to the garage. Squall now also understood the man’s angry expression since Squall had the same. Why did they have such incompetent people in the top? If he ever found out who was the source to this mess he’d hang them upside down from the roof.

“Want to wind down at my place? I got a 15 year old bottle of Anue wine,” the man tempted.

“No, I need to speak with my secretary,” Squall muttered.

“That one again. I take it you haven’t gotten him in bed yet then?”

Squall managed to not react to the comment although that was as much a tall tale as saying anything.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” the brunet said smoothly.

Kouri made a knowing smirk.

Out on the roads and stuck in a traffic line, Squall dialed Seifer’s home number. That was another annoyance he had forgotten to deal with. Get the man a Hyne damn mobile.

Three signals passed before the phone was picked up and a bang was heard. Squall kept the mobile from his ear as the man obviously fumbled with the phone.

“Almasy,” the blond finally said stiffly.

“Are you entertaining guests since you’re juggling with the phone?” Squall asked smoothly.

He couldn’t help himself.

“S-sir? What do you want?”

Squall raised a eyebrow at the rude question and the silence at the other end told him Seifer too had realized his blunder.

“I-I mean it’s a surprise for you to call me. Is there something at work needing doing?”

Squall practically heard the gulp of the other man and smirked.

“No, don’t worry I can get to your place in half an hour,” he purred.

Something clanged in the background and the mobile was once again at arm length. Squall was highly amused at hearing something as uncharacteristic as a mumbled curse through the line. Until he heard something else.

“Get away from me you beast. No, don’t touch that.”

Squall found himself gripping the wheel hard as Seifer was rummaging around. Was he seriously having someone over? Grey-blue eyes narrowed. He was not feeling jealous, just… Damn it! Was someone there trying to get what Squall hadn’t gotten yet?

“Griever!”

Squall yet again had to hold the mobile from his ear. Griever?

“Hello?”

“I’m still here,” Squall stated coldly.

“Look, I’m really sorry. I’m in the middle of making dinner and my stupid cat thinks I can’t see him trying to drown in the sauce. Just give me a moment and I’ll have the laptop running. Is there some changes for tomorrow?” Almasy said in a very businesslike manner with just a slight underlying current of irritation.

Squall relaxed again. Right, the cat.

“Yes, we’re flying up to Dollet at 15:00. Pack your stuff and bring it with you to work and we’ll go from there,” the brunet explained.

He had the fleeting thought of asking if there would be enough sauce left for two but didn’t. He would find the correct buttons and the sequence of them to get what he wanted. But not to night. Better leave the skittish man alone… with his cat, and find out another way tomorrow.

“Oh. Eh… How long will we be gone?”

Squall blinked at the question. How long? As long as it took to smack some sense in the Lioness’s company people.

“Prepare for a week. I don’t think it’ll take that long but you never know. Could take longer.”

“A week? Right, see you tomorrow then?” Seifer acknowledged.

“Yes, tomorrow,” Squall agreed and hung up.

A cat named Griever. Somehow Squall found it amusing. Maybe he could come over with some cat toys as a excuse just to come over? Surely Seifer couldn’t deny him to see this cute, wonderful cat? Squall smirked again.


Author’s Note:
Ok, so I know this was kind of short for such a long wait but I’m writing two stories at the same time you know? So… eh… encouragements anyway? :D

I can almost promise the next one won’t take so long a wait…. almost.