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The last time Mo Ran told Chu Wanning he wanted to fuck him on his office table, the man had slapped him on the face so hard that Mo Ran’s cheek throbbed for days and so did his cock every time he remembered it.
The man was only right to slap him. Chu Wanning is, after all, Mo Ran’s boss’s husband. He is a married man. Chu Wanning is the husband to the chairman of a multibillion dollar company whose face is on every business magazine and whose 50-acre estate was recently featured on the news and he was awarded for being philanthropist of the year.
Mo Ran does not give a fuck.
He could care less about the credentials his boss has. What he cares about is how his boss has managed to land himself a gorgeous man like Chu Wanning and how every single day Mo Ran berates himself for not having first dibs on him. Mo Ran will always remember the first time he saw Chu Wanning walking into their board meeting one day, looking every bit ethereal in his white suit with his head held up high, posture and gait so graceful but also powerful that everyone’s attention was on him. And with every step he took to reach his seat, Mo Ran swore his heart thudded louder and louder. It didn’t even bother Mo Ran when the chairman introduced this stunning man as his husband and who was going to join them as part of the board and will be present in all their board meetings from now on. Mo Ran just saw it as an opportunity to get closer to Chu Wanning. Inappropriately closer.
He will also remember the day they were introduced, Mo Ran meeting beautiful phoenix eyes as Chu Wanning nodded at his greeting and sat across from him, giving Mo Ran a wonderful view of his face throughout that entire boring meeting.
Mo Ran had been more than attracted to him then.
He never hid the desire he had for Chu Wanning. He looked at him all he wanted whenever the man visited the office. Mo Ran made sure their fingers would brush whenever he handed him a file. Mo Ran always rakes his eyes up and down Chu Wanning’s body who is always wearing such fine exquisite suits that fit him right, accentuating his legs and his slim waist, and Mo Ran made damn sure Chu Wanning always caught him looking. He had expressed his want for the man whenever they were alone which had earned him glares from him, a shove, a slap, a how dare you speak to me like that . It always excited Mo Ran to see the fire in Chu Wanning’s phoenix eyes as he looked at him while saying that.
And yet
The man never told on him.
Chu Wanning. Married Chu Wanning. Supposedly happily married Chu Wanning, whose husband is the richest man in the country and is changing lives and helping the world be a better place, still looked at Mo Ran’s way, never reporting him to HR, never telling his wonderful husband that his company’s Chief Operating Officer is making inappropriate advances on him.
Chu Wanning never even reported that day Mo Ran pressed him against the office door, grinded his front against the married man as he kissed him.
Chu Wanning shoved him away at that. Well, he kissed him back and then shoved him away, angrily glared at him, and then spun around and left his office.
Mo Ran had sat back in his chair behind his large desk, took his cock out and stroked himself to that moment, reliving the taste of Chu Wanning. He came quickly as he remembered the feel of Chu Wanning’s lips closing around his, giving in to the temptation that was Mo Ran.
It was never the same after that.
Mo Ran would always take his chance, whispering sweet and lewd words in the man’s ear. He’d let the man hit him and shove him away numerous times. He’d let Chu Wanning tell him to get out of his office. He likes it whenever Chu Wanning hisses at him and points at the door to leave. But Mo Ran gives it a beat, a few seconds. And then he moves. Mo Ran closes the gap between them. And when he closes his fingers around Chu Wanning’s dainty wrists or wraps an arm around the man’s tiny waist and pulls him close, his heart would preen in delight to find Chu Wanning’s body so pliant, so submissive, letting Mo Ran take however he wants him. He’d also find the man always wet for him when they haven’t even begun, Chu Wanning turning red every time Mo Ran would touch him between his legs and find him already slick and damp. The prim and proper Chu Wanning, the esteemed Chu Wanning, would softly moan into the kiss, spread his legs wider for him, gasp his name, and cling to him whenever Mo Ran fucked him in the confines of his office.
Mo Ran always praises him.
“You’re a slut for my cock, aren’t you, Wanning?” He’d growl in the man’s ear whenever he’d fuck him against his wide windows, Chu Wanning’s pants leaving fog marks on the glass overlooking the magnificent views of the city.
“You’re so wet that I just slid right in,” Mo Ran croons whenever he holds open Chu Wanning’s thighs where he’s splayed out on his office desk, papers and pens crushed underneath the man’s weight.
“Look how eager you are for me.” Mo Ran would say when Chu Wanning is on all fours on his office couch and would start to meeting his thrusts fast. He’d slap the man’s ass hard, making Chu Wanning whimper and finish with a cry as he cums all over his couch.
“I fuck you better than him all the time, am I right Wanning?” He’d say and Mo Ran would smile when Chu Wanning can’t give him a proper answer because the man is speechless and trembling from the orgasm Mo Ran so proudly gave him.
They never talk about it. Chu Wanning always leaves with an angry look on his face, as if Mo Ran was the only one to blame from all of this as if his cum all over his desk, his curtains, or on the couch isn’t proof enough that he enjoyed this on the regular too. Mo Ran never pursued him outside the workplace either, letting whatever this is be, letting Chu Wanning come to him and letting the man know that Mo Ran is always and readily available to defile him with his fingers, his cock, and his mouth.
Mo Ran is exactly where Chu Wanning wants him to be.
Until one day it stops.
Chu Wanning doesn’t come into the office. The man has given out a memo saying he will be working from home from now on. Mo Ran thought they had been caught then and waited for HR to send him anything. He waits for the chairman to come. He waits for the accusations and to be sacked. But nothing happens. Work continues. Except Chu Wanning never comes back.
Mo Ran never calls him, never emails, never asks anyone about it even if the constant yearning to see Chu Wanning builds into some kind of madness. His stomach aches in such dire need to see him but he can’t just drive up to the chairman’s estate out of the blue. He can’t ask about him because that would draw attention. So he continues to work, continues to go insane with the need to see him.
Sometimes, Mo Ran just jacks off inside his office alone. He’d hold himself tight in his hand, mimicking the way Chu Wanning feels whenever he’s inside him. He’d close his eyes and imagine taking Chu Wanning until he’s finishing hard with his frustration growing more and more day by day at not having to see him.
Chu Wanning finally shows up at their end of the year board meeting review. And it was like that first time Chu Wanning walked inside the room. He’s in a new white suit, head held up high, walking with such grace and captivating everyone with his presence. But what is different this time is the round fullness of the man’s stomach, the big, noticeable, and healthy curve of his belly giving Chu Wanning this exquisite glow.
Mo Ran felt his mouth salivate, fingers twitching at wanting to reach out and touch him. Chu Wanning with child was even more stunning to look at. Gone was the slim waist but the man’s hips are to die for as it stretches to accommodate his new size. Mo Ran could only watch in such beautiful daze as Chu Wanning accepted everyone’s congratulations, one hand holding his stomach underneath the curve that was big enough now to probably make all this trip to the board meeting quite exhausting.
The chairman looked quite proud as Chu Wanning sat beside him. After all, it had been three years since they were trying. Mo Ran smirks at that thought, knowing full well the chairman hadn’t been the one trying hard enough.
Chu Wanning doesn’t meet his gaze throughout the meeting but Mo Ran doesn’t care. He knows that afterward, Chu Wanning will come to him. Mo Ran spends that time imagining what he can do to the man later. It has been so long. The day wasn’t going to end without Mo Ran being able to touch him. He’s sure of it.
True enough, when Mo Ran retreats back to his office, it’s Chu Wanning who follows after.
Chu Wanning closes the door and turns to him with a glare Mo Ran has truly missed.
“The glow suits you, Wanning.” Mo Ran says, eyeing his pregnant state.
“They’re mine.” Chu Wanning says with an arm wrapped under his middle protectively. Delight dances in Mo Ran’s eyes at that information. Twins. Oh, how beautiful. Chu Wanning was going to get bigger then.
This was also why he was here. He wanted to let Mo Ran know.
“I won’t take them.” Mo Ran says as he approaches him. “You can have them. I want you to have them.”
Chu Wanning eyes him warily. Mo Ran loves how Chu Wanning has his guard up around him. Like a tiger protecting her cubs. It’s very arousing.
“They’re going to look like me. I just know it.” Mo Ran says, reaching slowly to place a hand on the man’s stomach. He breathes through his mouth when he feels the firmness of it, his cock already hard inside his pants. Well, to be fair, he was already hard when he saw Chu Wanning walk inside the meeting room earlier.
“That way, you remember me every time you look at them.” Mo Ran steps closer, nose close to Chu Wanning’s cheek. He feels the man shiver and Mo Ran grins. Chu Wanning came to him for something else.
“All those times you came to me, is it because you wanted this?” Mo Ran noses along Chu Wanning’s jawline down to his shoulder. “You could’ve just said so.”
“No.” Chu Wanning says in a breathless tone as Mo Ran starts undressing him. “Everything was unplanned. This took me by surprise.”
“Good.” Mo Ran smiles. “And your stupid husband never even suspected anything?”
Chu Wanning shakes his head, swallowing hard as Mo Ran pulls the man’s pants down.
Mo Ran takes a step back and admires Chu Wanning in all his naked glory. The man’s breasts look slightly swollen, probably already producing milk for their children. His pregnant belly looks even fuller, stretch marks painted on the underside of his stomach, like a tiger indeed. His waist is wide and his thighs look even more supple. And right between his legs, Chu Wanning’s cock is standing, already hard, the tip glistening with precum. Mo Ran hadn’t even touched him yet.
Mo Ran laughs. “Oh, how I missed you dearly as well, my Wanning.”
He has the man bend over on the couch as Mo Ran eats him out. Chu Wanning’s slick tastes so delicious. Mo Ran takes his time, enjoying his meal that he hasn’t partaken in so long. Chu Wanning’s moans are so loud and unrestrained. Nobody will hear of course. Mo Ran’s office walls are soundproofed.
Chu Wanning comes so easily from his tongue and Mo Ran’s insides thrum in pleasure to see tears gather in the corners of Chu Wanning’s eyes afterward.
Mo Ran gives a tsk . “Your husband is an idiot for not indulging you in this state at all.”
“He has.” Chu Wanning manages to reply.
“With what? Top of the line baby clothes? A big nursery?” Mo Ran spits out. “But not even an orgasm?”
He was right. It has always been the unspoken reason why Chu Wanning comes to him. The chairman may have everything, but only Mo Ran can satisfy Chu Wanning’s sexual carnal needs.
Mo Ran then wipes away his tears. “Don’t worry. I’m going to give you more, Wanning. I know you’ve missed this as much as I have.”
Chu Wanning whimpers when Mo Ran eases him off the couch and onto his lap with Chu Wanning’s back on him, where Mo Ran makes sure he lets the man sink down on him without stretching him at all. Chu Wanning moans instead of cries. Mo Ran does so too, loving the feel of how tight the man is around him.
He lets Chu Wanning do the work first, watching as the man struggles to rise and then drop down on his cock. It’s extreme work for a heavily pregnant man. But Mo Ran doesn’t help him. Not yet. He wants to see just how much Chu Wanning missed his cock.
Creases form on Chu Wanning’s brow as he rides Mo Ran so slowly like this. It’s obvious he wants to go faster. Mo Ran sees him breathing through his mouth, one hand holding on to Mo Ran’s knee for balance while his other clutches at his round stomach.
Mo Ran then moves. He lifts Chu Wanning up so he can stand. He then takes the man’s arm and holds him from behind where he starts fucking into him hard and fast. Chu Wanning bites his bottom lip. Mo Ran grunts, cock about to burst from Chu Wanning’s tight heat.
Chu Wanning finishes again with a shout. This time, Mo Ran has an arm around his stomach and feels movement. He looks at Chu Wanning’s stomach in awe.
“Our children sense my presence. They know who the real father is.” Mo Ran kisses his ear lobe. “They too are happy to know you’re being well taken cared of.”
Chu Wanning turns around and kisses him. “Shut up, Mo Ran.”
Mo Ran laughs into the kiss. “But it’s the truth, Wanning.”
Chu Wanning moans as Mo Ran grabs a firstful of the man’s hair and pulls, baring Chu Wanning’s neck where Mo Ran mouths at his skin. His other hand comes to fondle Chu Wanning’s breast where a certain squeeze has milk spurting out of it. Chu Wanning’s eyes widen, clearly not expecting that to happen. Mo Ran bends down, lapping up the sweetness of Chu Wanning’s milk and then kissing him to let him have a taste.
Mo Ran hoists up Chu Wanning in his arms where he lays him down on his back on the couch. He moves upward, holding his cock out in front of Chu Wanning’s face where the man dazedly opens his mouth. Mo Ran squeezes his eyes shut as he moves his hips as Chu Wanning takes him deep.
“Ah, my Wanning’s mouth feels so good.” Mo Ran praises. “Still a slut for my cock.”
Chu Wanning swallows around him at that, making Mo Ran nearly finish inside him.
Mo Ran pulls back, groin tightening to see Chu Wanning looking so debauched. He’s going to finish soon and he wants it to be inside him.
Mo Ran moves back. “Hold up your legs.” He instructs. Chu Wanning tries but in his pregnant state, it’s not so easy to do.
“Mo Ran…” Chu Wanning pants, embarrassment filling his face. “Please, I… I can’t.
Mo Ran does so himself, hooking his legs over his arms where he slides his cock easily inside him once more. He moans, leaning forwards so he can feel Chu Wanning’s belly pressing over his stomach.
They’re joined so close. Mo Ran starts fucking him in a relentless pace. Chu Wanning grabs the armrest of the couch, knuckles going white as he holds on tightly.
It’s Chu Wanning who comes first, jerking from his release. White paints his stomach, his cum dripping thick on the underside of his belly. Mo Ran finishes from that imagery. He doesn’t pull out. He buries himself inside the man deep, filling him once more and even filling himself with the insane thought if it can somehow breed Chu Wanning again.
Mo Ran helps dress Chu Wanning up after, not even wiping off the cum inside the man’s thighs. He then plants a kiss over his stomach, bidding the twins goodbye.
“I will not be around for a while.” Chu Wanning explains quietly even if he doesn’t have to. “I’m due in another month. I plan to be a stay at home parent.”
Mo Ran smirks. Of course. His idiot of a husband won’t even have the time to take care of the children and he knows Chu Wanning is not the type to leave his babies to helpers.
“I will be here.” Mo Ran just says. “I will be waiting.”
And Mo Ran knows he need not explain what that means. Chu Wanning will know that if he wants to be pleasured, wants to experience the warmth of a man, wants to have more children, Mo Ran will be in this office.
He will gladly give Chu Wanning everything .