girl help im in love with ceo diluc 😦
OMG BABE WAKE UP MONO FINALLY POSTED A WORK !!
Synopsis : Diluc stutters
Pairing :CEO!Diluc x Assistant!Reader
Cw : grinding?? Diluc is the only who gets off >:( , not dialogue oriented because DUH its me, BAD GRAMMAR i think
Authors note lolz : reader is gn lol, but i didnt proof read so if reader ISNT or if theres any indication lmk pretty pls? , anyways here is yalls meal, i really hope its enough for rn. ( NOT PROOF READ IM GONNA DIE BUT I WROTE THIS AT 3 AM )
Diluc stutters when he gets nervous : or more specifically when he wanted something. A trait he had picked up when he was younger.
Big bad CEO Diluc. His stare was intimidating, and his overall aura screamed “ professional”. Owning a Major corporation was no joke and the way he presented himself proved he took the job seriously.
But even then, he was so nervous around you. He might stumble on his words or mispronounce something, turning the same shade as his hair when you correct him.
Your aura rivaled his own in terms of professionalism and it was something that both he majorly respected and was nervous around you. While you should intimidate him, he begins to like you more and more, that he cant quite keep up the professional composure in front of you.
He cant tie a tie without almost choking himself and stutters when hes realized he has to ask you to help, your face is indiferente as your hands work around the tie like youve done many times before, he knows you can feel his ragged breaths as you tighten the tie a bit more then necessary.
He’s got a bit of a bad memory and sometimes forgets where he places personal items. He turns a shade of of Garnet red when you point out where it was, smiling a bit as he mutters curses in a language you cant understand before thanking you profously.
He's sensitive, and stutters when asking you to touch him.
"H-here please?" hes hesitant as he guides your hand to his leaking erection, hes a bit disoriented and he can feel himself getting antsy, hes sweating and hes hot. His discarded tie is still in your hand and his shirt is unbottoned to the top.
He wines into your neck when you palm him through his tight fitting jeans, not stopping him from grinding into your hand to gain more friction. He mutters small praises of "feels good" and "Thank you"'s into your neck as he does so.
He knows hes acting less like Diluc Ragnvindr should and more like a dog but he just cant help it. And he knows you enjoy ut the small chuckles he hears and the way you kiss up his jaw and any place you can reach, rubbing his back with your free hand as you continue to palm him through his jeans.
He's not selfish, but he knows it wont be enough to get him off in time, and you probably wouldn't allow him to go to a meeting with a failed orgasm. But the thought of asking you for more makes him bury his head into your neck farther, whining again as you palm him particularly hard.
"Whats wrong?" Hes not sure how you noticed, you always do. Maybe because he was moving slower, or making less noise, he didnt know. But you did,
"Please" He pauses, reluctant on asking.
"Please what, dont be afraid to ask" its a hard request to follow, hes afraid his voice will fail him.
He mutters some words against your shoulder as you lift his head up to meet his unfocused eyes. "What would you like Sir?"
You still insisted on calling him that, even when you were off the clock and even when he was coming undone on your lap/
He stutters on his words a couple times before he finally tells you what he wants, what he needs.
"I need. I need m-more" He tries to make eye contact and fails, face getting hotter on how lewd the sentence was in such a situation.
He inhales sharply when you unzip his jeans and take out his dick from its confines, getting straight to business.
"Like this?" you ask, you know thats what he wants by the glint of amusement in your eyes, despite your usual stoic appearance you always were a fan of teasing Diluc.
He moans out a form of yes before his head finds a place between your neck and shoulder, kissing your neck slightly. His body going slack in your lap as you jerk him off, helping him undone.
He need not ask for more, for he knows despite your kindness, he shouldn't and couldn't afford to be greedy with you. You were good to Diluc, better then any one else and thats all he needed.
He grinded back into your lap, panting and letting out breathy moans and groans as you jerk him off faster, sensing his coming orgasm. Your free hand sliding up and down his back in a sense of reassurance.
He can let go, and he does.
He has trouble hiding the hickeys before the meeting, and stutters when asking if you can help him.
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