i feel like this is kind of an old trope but the image of jesse answering a call while gabe sucks him off is really really good shit, hes just so chill and talks like he aint getting his knob slobbed. maybe he has to go get a file from a shelf and just stands right up, dick hanging out as he walks across his office leaving gabes mouth hanging open under his desk. he sits back down and is just totally cool, one hand flipping through paperwork while the other guides gabes mouth back onto his dick

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yeeeessss

“Reyes and Morrison Security. What can I do for you?”

Jesse could speak formally if he wanted to – no slurring and dragging of vowels when he answered the phone, and that’s why Reyes got him as his secretary in the first place. The kid knew when to stop fucking around and get to work.

Or he knew when to fuck around while getting to work.

Gabriel wants to pull back when he hears the muffled greeting but the kid’s hand is on top of his shaved head just a second later, holding him right in place with the gratifyingly fat tip of his dick resting on Gabriel’s tongue.

He hesitates for a moment, but Jesse pushes down insistently with the impatience of youth and Gabriel follows because deep down he is weak.

Because he is sitting beneath his secretary’s desk in nothing but the pretty lingerie he put on earlier this morning, his clothes neatly folded at his knees.

People could see him if they looked for it. There was wood all around him but he was still visible beneath the partition – the stocking bottoms of his feet and the curve of his naked ass because it wasn’t exciting enough to wear long stockings and garters, but he also needed to be freeballing it.

He was a fool.

“No, Mister Reyes is not at his desk at the moment,” Jesse said. His voice didn’t even waver. It was as deep and calm as ever. Nothing seemed to goddamned faze the kid – not getting screamed at by Reyes, not getting send onto a last minute errand just minutes before they closed for the day… and not getting his dick sucked by his boss while answering the phone, apparently.

Kid was unflappable.

Reyes had to admit he respected that.

He closed his eyes, cheeks burning as Jesse repeated the sentence with a little more steel behind his voice. He slipped farther down, throat opening easily to gag himself on McCree’s dick. The sounds were soft and wet and not nearly enough to reach through the thick wood and to the phone – but enough to make Jesse pat his head in appreciation.

“…yes, I understand. If you will give me a moment, I will get your file and we can sort the problem out.”

There isn’t even a moment of hesitation or uncertainty. He simply rolls back, pulling his dick from his boss’s mouth and stands up, dick glistening wet and bobbing awkwardly – eye catching – in the air of the office as he turns and retrieves the file.

Gabriel hunkers beneath the desk and just watches, cheeks burning, cock throbbing between his legs, sliding against the tops of his stockings. He doesn’t have enough time to really come down from the cock sucking high he slipped into. To think about his life choices that led to him in his secret lingerie beneath his secretary’s desk, sucking his dick like his life depended on it.

McCree is back in a moment and rolling his chair back into position.

“I am back. Sorry to make you wait.” It’s all so smooth and practiced – one hand opening the file, the other directing his wet cock back into Gabriel’s warm mouth; no hitch in his breathing, no stutter in his words as Gabriel closes his eyes and goes back to gagging himself on his fat cock.

He goes about his business as if his boss wasn’t there beneath his desk, and that is even hotter than anything else.