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Nie Huaisang is a little young to have a job in an office like this - a little young, even, for the number of other interns that they routinely have. But it had been a favor to Lan Xichen's best friend, who wanted his little brother to start to get some kind of sense of what it truly meant to be CEO of a company - one not run by Mingjue himself - and of course, Lan Xichen had agreed.

Even beyond wanting to support Mingjue, Lan Xichen had always been fond of Huaisang, even if he hasn't had much of an opportunity to interact with him in the past handful of years.

Huaisang had started as an intern, but it quickly made more sense to give him an official title as Lan Xichen's personal assistant - and not just because somewhere in that last handful of years, Huaisang had gotten absolutely beautiful. Huaisang has an excellent sense of humor, is very intelligent, and has a youthful exuberance that Lan Xichen is drawn to. And, of course, he is very, very pretty. They make a stunning pair, Lan Xichen thinks, when they attend business parties or events together, and he finds himself wanting so, so much more.

He flirts, a little, just to test the waters, just to see if Huaisang is receptive, in the mix of the genuine kindness and affection he has for him.

Tonight, they're one of the last few in the office, and Lan Xichen had already told him it's going to be a late night and ordered dinner in - not entirely uncommon, though he's begun doing it more and more lately.

"Perhaps we should just add a bed for us in the office," he teases, eyes gleaming a little as he watches Huaisang's reaction.

Starting a job working for Lan Xichen is an exciting opportunity. Mingjue had talked sternly to him about taking it seriously and to what extend Huaisang takes anything seriously he would do his best and had been doing his best. It's nice working directly with Xichen. He's known the man for a long time through his friendship with his brother -- always had a bit of a crush on both the Lan brothers honestly but Wangji even though he was more his age didn't really get along with Huaisang very much. Xichen seems to at least indulge him a bit and always had.

He doubts that what he thinks is the other flirting with him is really flirting for a long while as they work together and spend more and more hours together in the office. But as time went on it felt less like he's imagining it and from the beginning, he'd been returning it as foolish as he thought he was for trying to flirt with Lan Xichen -- his boss. Nie Mingjue would be very disappointed in him.

The flirting or not flirting isn't helped by the fact that Huaisang had been watching a lot of office porn... in and out of the office whenever he had a chance. He kept fantasizing about being bent over the desk by Xichen or otherwise molested and kissed until he couldn't breathe.

Huaisang's eyes widen slightly at the mention of adding a bed and then he flushes because his mind immediately zeroed in on the things that could be done in the bed. "It would get a bit crowded wouldn't it?" he exhales, shifting in his seat and forgetting what it is that they're even supposed to be working on for the moment.

Now that is an even more lovely reaction than Lan Xichen had hoped for. How is he supposed to resist that flush, or the way the boy starts shifting like that? Lan Xichen lets himself wonder if Huaisang is already imagining it, like he is - if he's unable to contain his physical reaction to such thoughts, with how young he is.

"Oh, I don't know," he says easily, letting his gaze openly roam over Huaisang's body. "I wouldn't mind being crowded in against you."

It's probably the most brazen he's been, considering he's no longer bothering to hide the heat in his eyes, but - he doesn't think he's imagining that Huaisang had been flirting back, or just how receptive he's been.

"There are many things I can teach you, Huaisang."

Huaisang definitely can't help but imagine it, can't help but imagine it even more with the other's comment. He's thought far too much about how the other's taller, broader frame would feel against his own. Just the thought of it being brought to the forefront now has him starting to get hard and he shifts his legs to try and hide his reaction as best as he could from the older man.

He's flustered by the boldness of the comment, by how it's impossible to mistake it for anything but what it was and he doesn't even manage to flirt back.

"Like what?" he asks instead a certain breathiness to his tone.

He can't help but feel a stirring of desire as he watches Huaisang shift his legs more, imagining how it would feel to have him shifting like that under him, squirming and writhing under his touch. Oh, there is certainly no going back now - he is determined to have Huaisang for himself.

That breathy question is the perfect invitation, as far as he's concerned, and he reaches out to gently wrap his hand around Huaisang's wrist, using it to pull their chairs closer together. His hand is big enough that it completely encircles it - he could hold both wrists in one hand easily, he thinks, and desire flickers even stronger in him.

"I can show you, if you'll allow me."

Huaisang's startled by the sudden touch but he doesn't pull away, doesn't try to push back just allowing their chairs to draw together and the other to keep hold on his wrist. He is sure the other must be able to hear his heart pounding loudly in his chest, blood rushing in his ears. Of course, there's been some juvenile fumblings before but Xichen is a man, he's his brother's friend, his boss... Nothing about him would be fumbling or juvenile.

"Okay," he finds himself answering without thinking it through but how could he say no? He wants Xichen and well, how would you turn down your boss anyway even if you didn't.

Lan Xichen rubs his thumb over the inside of his wrist, slow, steady circles while he waits for Huaisang's response - and, admittedly, a little bit enjoying that reaction.

His smile is warm and pleased when Huaisang says okay, and he leans in until their foreheads are resting together, until they're almost but not quite kissing.

"I've taken care of you so far, haven't I?" he asks, low and heated, lips just barely brushing against Huaisang's. "I promise to guide you in this, make you feel better than you ever have before."

He's not sure how experienced Huaisang is - despite Lan Xichen's rather strict upbringing, he knows very well that teenagers are seldom completely chaste - but he also assumes that Huaisang wouldn't have had time to experiment as much as Lan Xichen is planning on showing him.

Actually - that's a good place to start, and Lan Xichen lets his other hand rest on Huaisang's upper thigh, fingertips massaging in a little.

"How much of this have you done before?

That small touch has Huaisang's pulse jumping even more and that doesn't even make sense it's such a simple touch, no one sexual and yet it has a very sexual response from Huaisang. He swallows heavily foreheads pressed together and he can feel Xichen's breath, the brush of lips. He flushes at the words and he believes them at face value. Why would Lan Xichen lie to him, after all? He never has before.

By this point he's fully hard, it hadn't taken much to arouse him when he's already so sexually attracted to the other man, already full of fantasies and desires. He gasps and then could scold himself for doing so as the other's hand touched his thigh and he felt a throb of heat and desire rush through him.

Every little thing the other did had him anticipating and wanting more from him.

"I... a few boyfriends, handjobs, dry humping..." he admits.

So responsive. Lan Xichen couldn't be more pleased - he'd hoped that Huaisang would be receptive, would enjoy what Lan Xichen offers, but he hadn't counted on just how good his reactions would be.

Fuck, he wants more of them, more soft gasps and flushes, wants to see him whimpering and desperate and filled even more with desire. He can't deny that he's pleased at hearing Huaisang's experience as well - Lan Xichen will be the first one to fuck him, then, and he finds that fills him with a fierce, heated possessiveness.

"Good boy," he murmurs, his hand sliding the rest of the way up Huaisang's thigh so he can cup his groin through his pants. "Thank you for answering me."

He presses in with the heel of his palm, rolling it back and forth to provide some teasing stimulation before he pulls it away to unbutton his pants and start to unzip them.

"Let's start with something you're familiar with first, then, shall we?"

It's a similar strategy that he'd used when Huaisang first started - finding out what he'd already done, where his interests were, and starting him there to get him settled in before expanding.

Huaisang gasps louder when the other's hand is on his groin and Xichen can feel exactly how hard he is and his legs instinctively fall further open. Why is it that he likes the way the other says good boy from some people it could be condescending but it's just arousing when Xichen says it.

"I'll answer anything," he says and means it, at this point he's not able to think of anything that he would refuse Xichen. He tries not to hump upward into the other's hand but there is small movements that give it away. He's eager for more stimulation. Even here in his boss' office, with his boss. It's inappropriate and he doesn't care.

He feels nervous as his pants are unbuttoned and his hand wraps around the side of the chair because somehow he's not sure if he's supposed to be reciprocating yet or not. The other's so firm in his control of the situation and Huaisang just wants to follow his lead.

His breath catches at the way Huaisang's legs spread wider, at his soft gasps and the way he can't help but let his hips hitch forward, already desperate for it. If just this much stimulation makes him eager and willing, Lan Xichen can't wait to see what more does, to see how far he can go with what Huaisang will agree to. It's early still, but he already suspects that Huaisang is going to be wonderful to guide in this.

"You don't have to hold back." He brushes his lips more purposefully over Huaisang's in a very soft kiss, though he pulls back before it can deepen. "I like that you're eager, I like how responsive you are. You don't have to worry about doing anything - just let yourself react."

Only then does he unzip Huaisang's pants the rest of the way, pushing them and his underwear down enough that the back of his knuckles can brush over his bare cock - what little there is of it, and Lan Xichen can't help but smile in delight. Oh, this is even more perfect.

He hums thoughtfully as he looks back up at Huaisang - the boy did say he would answer anything.

"Tell me, then, have you thought of doing this with me before?"

Huaisang's eyes flutter shut and he leans up to the soft kiss, wanting to deepen it and he huffs softly when it's denied. He flushes as the other's words encourage him and he rocks his hips up more freely. He should have been worried to have the other undo his pants, pull down his underwear -- to have him touching. He's been mocked enough before about the size of his penis or about his clit as was the joke in the high school locker room. It might have been deserved have the time when he masturbates he's rubbing himself as a woman would her clit. And still as the other discovers his cock he's not embarrassed. The other's response arouses him -- that he seems pleased with the discovery.

He lifts his hips again seeking more contact.

"Yes," Huaisang answers, biting his lip. "I think about it all the time now."

There's another little smile when Huaisang huffs at being denied - he is so cute like this, Lan Xichen can already imagine denying him in so many other ways to see if his reaction is just as good.

For the moment, though, he rewards Huaisang for answering him again by leaning back in to kiss him - and this time he lingers, lips parting so his tongue can seek entrance into Huaisang's mouth, licking inside as though he's trying to devour him.

At the same time, as if he'd had the same thought about how to bring Huaisang pleasure, he rubs the pads of two fingers over his cute little cock, circling over it again and again.

"What have you thought about?" he whispers, nuzzling into the spot behind Huaisang's ear. "I like you, A-Sang, very much. You can tell me anything, everything you've thought, and perhaps I can try to make it happen."

Huaisang presses up into the kiss as much as he can, rocking his hips as he does. He's eager to get another taste, lips parting easily to Xichen's tongue willing and wanting. He gasps into the same kiss at the press of just two fingers teasing over his cock in much a similar way as he touches himself. A whimper soon follows as his hips squirm. When someone else is doing it it's more intense, more everything and his fingers were bigger, stronger than Huaisang's own.

He's already turning into a mess and just whimpers when the kiss is broken. He's so sensitive and in so many ways so vulnerable as the other seems to know just what to do, what to say... Huaisang bends to his will without question.

"I... I think about you touching me...kissing me... I think about you taking me -- anywhere, everywhere," Huaisang bites his lip as he says the last few words.

So eager, so perfect. If he already has Huaisang whimpering and squirming, just from some passionate kissing and stroking over his little cock as he whispers to him - he can only imagine how much more of a mess he'll be able to make of Huaisang when he really starts in on him.

Lan Xichen has had subs that he enjoyed before, of course, but there's something about Huaisang's youth and inexperience - along with Huaisang himself - that already tells him the boy is going to be very, very special.

He rewards Huaisang's words with another kiss, this time biting his lower lip gently, right where Huaisang had just done the same thing.

"I'll give you all of that. I've thought about taking you right here," he whispers, low and heated like a confession. "I've thought of how many things I could show you, how good I could make you feel."

His hand shifts, so he can brush the pad of his thumb over Huaisang's hole at the same time as he continues to rub over his tiny cock.

"Will you let guide you in this, too, A-Sang? Teach you everything I know?"

Huaisang shivers as the other bites his lip, the pleasure molten as it moved through him and settled as a throb of need between his legs. He rocks his hips up into the other's hand, wanting more -- needing it. There's something amazing about hearing that Huaisang was also wanted the way he wanted Xichen. His eyes were dark as he looks at Xichen again, full of lust and he wants to do anything this man wants of him. He wants to learn, he wants to please. He wants everything.

Softly, he gasps the ring of muscle the other teasingly touches tightens and then relaxes. No one had touched him there and there's a rush of excitement at it, how forbidden it is, how Xichen is the only one that's touched him like that.

"Please," Huaisang answers in a way of saying yes as he nods. His breathing is heavy and he's so close to coming from all this attention.

He hums his approval at the way Huaisang shivers and rocks up into his hand, clearly needing more - and oh, how happy Lan Xichen is to give him more. His own eyes are just as dark, looking at Huaisang like he wants to devour him, and it sends a thrill through him at the way the boy looks at him.

Huaisang wants this. He wants everything Lan Xichen can give him, and Lan Xichen is certainly not going to hold anything back.

Starting with taking him in a way no one else ever has.

"That's my boy," he murmurs when Huaisang says please. "Let's get these off so I can make you feel even better."

He lifts Huaisang's legs into his lap, untying his shoes and pulling them off, followed by his socks, and then he slowly tugs his pants and underwear down so he can pull them off as well. With that done, he gives Huaisang a playful little smile as he presses a kiss to his ankle and starts kissing his way up his leg.

Huaisang swallows heavily as the other lifts his legs, undressing him. He just stares, breathing heavily and there's something very sexy about letting the other do this, feeling the slide of his clothes being pulled away by the other man. It's all slow and yet Huaisang found he didn't feel impatient through it, just mesmerized with everything the other did.

Biting his lip, there's a ticklish feeling as the other starts kissing at his ankle and then up that slowly turns into a more heated feeling. He exhales, fingers curled into whatever surface is easiest and he has no idea what he should be doing.

"Wow," he mumbles. Because the other isn't really doing much at all and yet Huaisang feels amazing already.

Lan Xichen is aware that he has a thing for control. His day to day life is filled with restraint, keeping his emotions in check and always remaining calm, and he's learned that like this, he can let go of his imposed restraint and feel as though he's actually in control, not just the illusion of it.

He's dabbled in it with other subs, enjoyed his time with them, but it's never felt as perfect as it does right now with Huaisang, as the boy pants and stares at him in what Lan Xichen flatters himself in thinking of as something like awe.

"Just wait," Lan Xichen says, his voice warm. "We're only just getting started."

He hooks Huaisang's legs over the arms of the chair, spreading him open for him, and tugs his hips forward until his ass is resting right on the edge of the chair, and Lan Xichen has a perfect view of his cute little cock and his lovely hole.

"Can you hold that for me?" he asks, rubbing his thumbs over the inside of Huaisang's thighs. "Or do you want me to tie your legs there, make it easier for you?"

Huaisang flushes a little embarrassed when the other says that. It makes him feel very innocent and naive and that's embarrassing for someone his age right? He just nods, though, full of anticipation. The flush doesn't go away as his legs are spread so wide open, feeling as he's manhandled into position that his most vulnerable parts are put on display and made even more vulnerable. He presses his hand up, half covering his face.

"Hng," he makes a quiet sound the thumbs ticklish and hot at the same time on his thighs and he hardly knows how to process what's being asked now! He's never imagined being tied up but now that the other is mentioning it it goes straight to his aching clit. He bites down on his lip to hold back a whimper.

"Tie...them please," he finally says, clearing his throat and looking away. It's both because the idea of it makes him want to squirm but also he's not sure if he could hold the position on his own -- no clue how long Xichen would want him to. This is easier.

Huaisang is so, so cute, and Lan Xichen feels a simultaneous stir of arousal and rush of affection for him when he flushes and tries to hide his face. How did he get so lucky, to be the one to show this pretty boy how good he can feel when he puts himself in someone else's hands?

It goes straight to arousal when he asks to be tied, when he says please - Oh, Lan Xichen is so looking forward to hearing that more.

"You're going to enjoy this, baby, I just know it."

He unties Huaisang's tie, pulling it free from his collar. Then he bends his leg until his foot is planted on the edge of the chair and binds his ankle to the end of the armrest. He repeats with Huaisang's other leg and Lan Xichen's own tie - then pauses to admire him for a moment. What he wouldn't give to put more rope on him, bind his calf to his thigh and tie his arms, but this works very well for a start.

With that done, he starts to unbutton Huaisang's shirt, baring him more for him as he leans in to kiss him again.

"I like that I'm the one who gets to guide you," he murmurs, lips brushing against his. "Do you know how grateful I am to be the one that you've chosen to let have you like this? You have nothing to be embarrassed about, A-Sang, not with me."

Huaisang is trusting Xichen and when he says that he'll enjoy it he believes him. It doesn't matter that he feels embarrassed and shy -- the other is making him feel amazing and Huaisang finds himself desperately wanting to please the older man in this way just as he'd been desperate to please him when it came to being his assistant. The man just had that effect on Huaisang.

He doesn't struggle as his ankles are bound with their ties. It's an odd feeling to allow himself to be bound in any way but it'll help him please Xichen. He bites his lip nervously as the other looks over him. His stomach does flips and he at least can be sure that the other likes what he sees when he bends to kiss him.

Huaisang lifts his head to meet his lips, parting slightly instinctively.

"Mm..." Huaisang shivers, warmth flooding from head to toe as the words filled him with immense pleasure just the sound of the other's voice...

"I know," he says softly. He can't help that it is still instinct.

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