Not a good time (Makoto x Byakuya)
Byakuya had been expecting an extremely important call about call about rebuilding his family's business for WEEKS. It had been at least a month, it felt that way, and he had by gotten a call.
But of course, just as he and Makoto are about to leave his office, the phone rings. Their both so worked up, at least this fives them time for others to leave so no one sees now aroused the two men are. He wastes no time to pick up, going to sit in his office chair, Makoto followed after him and sat on his lap. Byakuya seemed very focused, but Makoto was already so worked up. Byakuya wouldn't mind..would he..
Byakuya was writing whatever the person in the line was saying when Makoto started to grind himself into Byakuya, almost immediately feeling something poke him. He had to hold back a teasing comment.
Using his free hand, Byakuya helped guide his hips before slipping makotos jeans and boxers down so he could touch him.
Oh he wished he wasn't on call right now.
He felt makotos breath quicken against his neck, trying to keep himself quiet, and not let out a sound. Makotos hands were resting on his shoulders, gripping tight as Byakuya continued to talk on with this person over the phone.
It felt kind of embarrassing, having to talk to someone as he did THIS with Makoto, but he found it amusing to an extent, he had to hide a smirk.
Byakuya took his hand away, bringing it to makotos mouth, before sticking his 2 fingers inside. "Suck." He whispered quietly as to not be picked up by the other person.
Makoto didn't have to be told twice, his tongue wrapping around his lover's fingers, using his tongue to coat his fingers in saliva. Byakuya couldn't help but let out a barely-audible hum at the feeling, still listening to the person on the phone, still talking.
The call felt like it had been going on for hours, but it had only been about 15 minutes. Somewhere in those 15 minutes Byakuyas fingers had left his mouth. Makotos mind was too fuzzy right now to tell how long it had been, he was just trying to keep himself from making noise at this point, but he couldn't help but grind against Byakuya.
He tried to look up at him subtly, to try and plead with his eyes not to make him wait any longer.
Byakuya just looked down at him as he continued talking, seeing the desperation in the shorter boy's expression but he wasn't going to give Makoto what he wanted just yet.
His other hand had started to unbutton his own pants, making sure the speaker wouldn't pick up the sounds.
"Yes..yes, I can't wait, it would be a pleasure to cooperate with you.."
Minutes later, Byakuya let a sigh of relief as he finally ended the call. Throwing his phone onto the desk before grabbing Makoto's hips again.
"You just couldn't wait, could you? Had to try and tease me while I was on the phone."
Byakuya didn't let Makoto get a word in, quickly taking off the shorter boys pants to make his job easier.
Byakuya lifted his lover up a little and pushed him onto the desk, making sure there was nothing important that could fall off before resting himself in between his legs. He was already hard himself, and could only imagine how worked up the other boy was.
"You had to be so impatient, couldn't even wait until we got home."
Byakuya lined himself up with Makotos entrance, taking a second for a few thoughts to pass through his mind.
He was doing this in his office, at work. In his office, at work with someone on the desk, when anyone could just come inside.
"Don't be loud." He reminded, his free hand covering makotos mouth.
Byakuya started to slowly push himself into the shorter boy, letting out a quiet moan as he did. He could tell makoto was struggling to keep himself in check.
"If someone comes in, we get caught you can explain to them why we are both doing this." He told he, he pulled his hand away so he could place his hands in his waist.
He slowly started to set a pace, making sure that they weren't being too obnoxiously loud. He tried to keep his composure, he wasn't going to give anyone enough suspicion for them to come in.
he could tell that Makoto was struggling even more now, not being able to do much but lay there.
He tried to distract himself from the boy under him by going through more things he had to do for work, reminding himself to do later when they were done and could relax.
He would need to figure out lunch as well, or to tell someone to order something in for them both.
He tried not to notice in the way that Makoto was gripping his shirt, how worked up and desperate he was. And that he was struggling not to make noise, they could both get in big trouble for doing this.
But he would be lying if he said that he wasn't enjoying this at all, seeing his partner lay on his desk like this, trying to not get so loud
Makoto felt a little humiliated doing this, in his boyfriends office. But he liked the idea of someone catching them doing this, someone catching Byakuya like this.
Byakuya was aware that his desk was probably making a bit of noise against the floor, but there was no way that someone was going to have their ear to his door, that would be..a bit strange. Very strange, in fact.
Neither of them had known how much time has passed, but by the time they were done and dressed: No one else was in the building and it was 11:21pm (23:21pm).
They quickly made it out of the building. Being too exhausted to make their own food they decided to get take out.
Makoto declared this one if the best days of his life.