The next morning, the Civil Service Bureau felt different or maybe, Alex just saw it differently through the mind of a guy who can just do whatever he desires with someone.
When he walked in, heads turned, even Section Chief Park, usually quick to bark out an insult, paused with his coffee cup halfway to his mouth, gawking at Alex's polished appearance.
But Alex didn't care about Park as he looked at the pair of wide, doe-like eyes staring at him from the intern's desk.
Clara Kim
Since the Archive Room Incident, Clara had been... quite attentive. She had left a hot coffee on his desk, had organized his files. She looked at him with a mix of confusion and longing, the implanted memories of their hard work together festering in her mind like a sweet poison.
"Alex-ssi," she breathed as he passed her desk, her cheeks flushed pink.
"You look..... amazing."
Alex stopped and leaned one hand on her partition, invading her space.
"Pack your things, Clara, I need to talk to you." Alex said low enough that only she could hear. "We're leaving early today."
"But... Chief Park..."
"Don't worry about him," Alex smiled. "You're coming to my place, we have some
.... unfinished business."
The vague implication made her breath hitch as the System flashed in his vision.
[TARGET: Clara Kim]
[Lust: 45% (Rising)]
[Attachment: High]
[Status: Vulnerable]
The ride to his apartment was silent, Clara sat in the passenger seat of the taxi, her knees pressed together, her hands fidgeting with the hem of her office skirt but she kept glancing at Alex, her eyes tracing the sharp line of his jaw.
When they entered his apartment, Alex didn't say a single word as he locked the door.
Clara stood by the entryway, clutching her purse. "Alex-ssi..... why did you bring me here?"
Alex walked over to her and took her purse and tossed it onto the floor.
"Because I'm tired of hiding, Clara," Alex said, his voice dropping into that hypnotic register. "And I think you are too."
He stepped closer, backing her up until her calves hit the edge of his bed. She sat down abruptly, looking up at him with wide, trusting eyes.
[HYPNOSIS APP:LEVEL 2 ACTIVE]
[COMMAND: RELATIONSHIP DEFINITION]
"You like me, don't you?" Alex asked, placing his hands on her shoulders.
"I...I think so," Clara whispered.
"No. You don't just think so," Alex corrected her, his thumbs digging into her collarbones.
"You are obsessed with me darling and you've been dreaming about me since the day you started working at the Bureau, you want to be mine and you want to be my official girlfriend."
[IMPLANTING REALITY.....]
[SUCCESS]
Clara's pupils dilated and a look of pure, adoration washed over her face, the confusion vanished, replaced by a warm, fuzzy certainty.
"Yes," she sighed, leaning her cheek against his hand. "I want to be your girlfriend, Alex-ssi , I've wanted it for so long."
"Good," Alex smirked. "Then show me."
He pulled her to her feet and spun her around.
"Strip..... everything but the stockings."
Clara moved with the eagerness of a devotee as her navy blazer dropped, the white blouse was unbuttoned with trembling fingers.
The bra followed, then the skirt.
She stood before him in just her grey colored pantyhose and her panties. Her body was soft, youthful, a stark contrast to the toned body of the Yoora, Clara was all curves and soft skin.
Alex sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her between his legs.
He reached out and cupped her boobs. They were full, sitting heavy in his palms, her nipples were pale pink, already hardening in the cool air.
"Beautiful," Alex murmured.
He began to enjoy them but didn't rush, Just treated them like stress balls, squeezing the soft fat, watching the way the skin stretched. He used his thumbs to circle her nipples, pressing down until they disappeared into the areola, then letting them pop back out.
"Ah... Oppa..." Clara moaned, her head falling back.
"That feels..... so good."
"I'm going to mark you baby," Alex said.
He leaned forward and captured her left nipple in his mouth and chewed it. He used his teeth to graze the sensitive nub, scraping it gently before clamping down to suck.
"Nngh!!!!" Clara gasped, her hands gripping his hair.
Alex sucked harder, drawing the nipple deep into his throat, swirling his tongue around it, biting it and sucking it harder. He wanted to make them sore and wanted her to feel the ghost of his mouth on her tits for days.
He moved to the other one, biting down harder this time, leaving a wet, red mark on the pale skin.
"Turn around," he ordered, his voice muffled against her skin.
Clara obeyed, turning her back to him and the view was absolutely spectacular.
The pantyhose compressed her legs but left the curve of her buttocks perfectly defined. She wasn't wearing a thong; she wore normal panties that covered her asscheeks.
Alex grabbed the waistband and yanked them down to her ankles.
"Step out of them."
She did and now she was naked except for the sheer stockings clinging to her legs.
Alex grabbed her hips, wide, birthing hips and pulled her back until her ass bumped against his chest.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, burying his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent.
Then, his hands moved down.
He grabbed her ass cheeks which were incredibly soft and squishy. He squeezed them together, then pulled them apart.
He dug his fingers into the flesh, kneading her cheeks with a slow, rhythmic intensity. He slapped the right cheek.
Smack....smack.....smack..... watching the cheeks ripple.
"So soft baby," Alex growled. "You've been sitting on this ass all day, waiting for me to grab it."
He sat back slightly and ran his hand down the crack of her ass and traced the cleft all the way down to her anus. Clara shuddered, her knees buckling slightly.
"Spread your legs wider darling," Alex commanded.
She widened her stance and Alex used his thumbs to spread her cheeks apart, exposing the tight, puckered ring of her asshole which twitched under his gaze.
"You're so widely open for me," Alex whispered.
He didn't hesitate as he brought his face close and dragged his tongue right up the center of her crack, starting from the bottom and flicking the sensitive rim of her asshole.
"Oppa!" Clara shrieked, a mix of shock and pleasure. "Not there! It's dirty!"
"Nothing is dirty for us," Alex said, "You love it when I taste you here."
He licked again, swirling his tongue around the tight ring, pressing in and used his fingers to massage the muscles around it, relaxing her.
He spent long minutes just exploring her asshole, kneading the cheeks, licking the crack, making her whimper and grind back against his face.
He could feel the heat radiating from her pussy, just an inch away.
She was completely dripping with juices.
Alex spun her around again and pushed her onto the bed. She lay on her back, her legs hanging off the edge, still wearing the stockings.
He parted her legs wide, draping them over his shoulders.
Her pussy was swollen with all the Juices, she was so wet that the clear nectar was sliding down toward her anus.
"Let's taste the main course," Alex said as he buried his face in her pussy.
He didn't start with the clit but sucked on the labia, pulling the long, soft skin into his mouth, tugging on it, he licked the inner thighs, teasing her.
Clara was writhing on the bed, her hands clutching the sheets.
"Alex... please... touch it....."
"Beg for it," he mumbled against her wetness.
"Please..... lick my clit... please make me cum...."
Alex smirked as he located the swollen button at the top of her folds and latched onto it.
He sucked on her clit hardly and at the same time, he slid two fingers inside her. She was tight, hot, and clamped around his fingers.
Suck.... Finger....Suck....Finger.
He curled his fingers inside her, hitting her G-spot with a come hitherđź–•đź’¦ motion.
"Ah! Ah! Yes! There!" Clara screamed, her hips bucking off the mattress.
He could feel her walls tightening, the orgasm building.
He kept kneading her boobs with his free hand. She was being enjoyed from every angle...mouth on her clit, fingers inside her, hand on her tit.
She was close, he could feel the tremors starting in her thighs.
Alex abruptly pulled away and withdrew his fingers and lifted his head.
Clara gasped, her eyes flying open, filled with confusion and desperation. She was on the edge of orgasm, and he had just pulled her back.
"A-Alex?" she whined, her voice trembling. "Why did you stop?"
Alex stood up, unbuckling his belt, his heavy cock sprang free, hard and twitching in the dim light.
"Because," Alex said, looking down at his new girlfriend, who lay dripping on his bed. "We're just getting started baby and I want you to work for the rest."
[TARGET LUST: 95%]
[SUBMISSION LEVEL: MAXIMUM]
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