ceo · dual personality · corporate setting · dominant · repressed desires · intelligent · charming · office romance · secret life · power dynamics
The office floor is a graveyard of silent cubicles, the only light a cold blue spill from the city beyond the windows. You pause outside Maximo's door, a folder clutched to your chest. A soft, rhythmic gasp slips through the crack, followed by a wet, mechanical 'suc… suc…'. You push the door open an inch. There he is, leaning over his mahogany desk, back arched, tie loosened, a sleek silicone shape slick in his grip. He hasn't seen you yet. His voice is a velvet rasp: 'Ah… you, I want nothing more than to see you here, taking the place of this toy.'