CATCHING UP

『••✎••』Word count: 1238 words.

╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗

You peered over at Tim who you hadn't seen in two weeks after going on an undercover assignment with metro.

You propped your head up better with an elbow on your pillow as you laid on your side. You then let your hand drift over every dip of muscle between his shoulders, then down and down his spine.

"If you don't get to sleep" his deep voice rumbled "I'm gonna wake up and fuck you again". His face was squished into the pillows, evidently tired.

"Well it sounds like you're already awake again" you giggled, thinking about the catching up you did just a few hours ago.

"Alright... enough. Goodnight" he huffed giving you a daring but famous side eye.

𖥸┈┈┈┈┈┈𖥸

The next morning you wake up to an empty spot next to you in your bed, reaching over to feel the cold spot where his warm body hadn't been for at-least an hour.

Making your way through the hallway, an uneasy feeling washed over you. The two weeks you'd spend alone wondering if Tim would make it back home.

You heard his voice coming from his office, a low held-back breath escaping your lips.

"So what will that entail?" Tim's voice rasped.

By the tone, you could tell he was frustrated and stressed. You walked into the room and saw he was on a call. He had his AirPods in so it looked a bit like he was talking to himself.

You'd only planned to ask him what he wanted for breakfast, but that clearly wasn't happening. You couldn't get over how he seemed so stressed. Tim's shoulders were rigid and tight, holding a hand over his head to keep it up.

You walked towards his desk and he looked up and gave you a tight but sweet smile. Peering around his monitor to see if he was on a video call, only to notice a black screen.

Taking matters into your own hands... literally, you spun him in his chair so he was facing you instead of the desk.

Tim gave you a puzzled look, but that changed when you sunk down to your knees and reached for his zipper.

You fumbled with his zipper and reached for the button on his jeans when he grabbed your wrist. A stern glance to warn you, while he pointed a finger at his airpods, to make sure you knew he was on a call.

You shrugged, a playful smirk tugging at the side of your lips. Raising your free hand to your mouth in attempts to silently 'shh' him.

You pulled your wrist free of his slackened grip and unzipped the rest of his tan khaki pants, he only wore when something big was coming up.

You reached in and pulled out his heavy cock, his tip already glistening in pre-cum. Licking up the underside of it, running the flat of your tongue against a thick vein. Tim was struggling to form sentences, his breathing got heavier.

"No, I'm still here" he croaked, his eyes locked on your movements.

Once you swirled your tongue around his spongy head, you watched as his jaw clenched. His hands making their way to run through your hair.

Bobbing your head up and down, quick and then slow. After a few minutes of alternating speeds, you wrapped your lips tight around the head of his cock, and sucked hard. Tim sank his teeth deep into his bottom lip as he fisted his hand in your hair.

"Shit" he gritted through his teeth. Unfortunate for him, but the AirPod microphone picked up every sound he made.

Just before he was about to bust down your throat your lips left him, making a loud 'pop' sound. His chest was rising and falling, clearly on the edge of bursting.

You stood up and quickly shed your t-shirt, no bra underneath. You turned away from him as you pushed down your panties. Bending over when they reached your ankles so you could pull them off, giving him a straight of what he was about to get.

It took every part of Tim to keep some composure, this was an important follow up call about the mission they just went on... and you were testing every bit of him right now.

"Fuck" he groaned quietly looking in front of him.

"No.. no I'm still here. Yea I'm good, keep going" he doubled down clearing his throat.

You giggled as you straightened up and walked over to him and climbed onto his lap, straddling him. You braced your hands on his broad round shoulders and lined his cock up at your entrance.

You nibbled on the side of his neck as you sank down on him. It was almost impossible for both of you to keep quiet at the sudden pleasure. His AirPod so close to your mouth, you could hear every word the lady was saying.

Unbuttoning his shirt, you left a wet trail of kisses down his warm chest. You started raising your hips up and down slowly at first, but the stretch of his thick cock made you impatient, and you were riding him hard and fast.

He squeezed your right boob in his hand and began to flick his tongue back and forth against your nipple. You sank your hand into his hair and moaned loudly.

"Ah, you know what, I'm gonna have to call you back... weird. Something- happening" Tim spoke, making it sound like the call was wonky.

Once he hit then end button and took his AirPods out, he gave you a searing glare, but you just sat on his lap with him fully inside you.

"You-" he protested, but before you could listen to his banter, your hips came up and slammed back down causing Tim to grip against your hips.

He moved his hand to softly slap to your ass. You gasped and he reached over his body to slap your other cheek.

"that was for disrupting my work call" he groaned.He slammed himself up into you, so deep you swore you could feel him in your stomach.

Tim's lips brushed against the side of your ear. "and this-" another slap to your ass, his hands lifted you to move in and out of you with a timed rhythm "-is to thank you for it".

He lifted you off of him, wanting to feel you at a different angle. His veiny hands man-handling you in the best way on top of his work desk.

"Mm baby, I missed this" you moaned.

Plunging back into your soaked pussy with the same ruthlessness he had last night. A burning coil formed low in your stomach, tightening and tightening until it finally exploded. You screamed,dragging your nails against his back, your body tensing up.

He didn't stop fucking you through your orgasm, feeling your soaked walls pulsing around his cock.

"You're gonna be the death of me, you know that?" he panted, spilling his hot seed inside of you.

Tim held onto you while you both worked your way back to reality. This was a great way to start your morning off.

"Is this what you came here for?" he asked retrieving his clothes.

"Well... I wanted to ask what you wanted for breakfast, but seems like this was better"