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@♦ Kim Namjoon (( moved o u o ))

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@♦ Kim Kibum Darling, are you trying to negotiate with me?
*laughs lightly, drumming my fingers against my chair as I seem to consider your question*
If what you want is to be punished, pretty thing, you don't have to be bad. There's nothing shameful about knowing what you want. If you want me to tie you up and you senseless... all you have to do is learn how to ask. Good boys get what they want. But if you're bad, I might just leave you to your own devices, hm?
*my voice takes on a husky, authoritative tone, smoothing out my shirt and fiddling with the buttons*
Go find somewhere more.. secluded. I can't have an employee of this club reported for public indecency, unfortunately. When you get there, lock the door and make yourself comfortable. Tell me what you're thinking about, right now.

@♦ Kim Namjoon *shivers at the way your voice sounds in my ear, the sensation traveling all the way down my arms causing my fingers to curl inward, my nails pressing into my skin as I fight back a noise of contentment*
If i be good for you, then you'll keep rewarding me? *bites my lip, daring to ask*
Then what if I be bad.. *my voice low and coaxing; both eyes occasionally glancing towards the door, still being cautious because this was, in fact, a very public room; still struggling to fight back a blush*
Whether you want a private show in your office, or... if you want me to shame myself... right here.. is up to you.
*my fingers trail along the edge of my sweater in slow patterns* But it's not the same without you

@♦ Kim Kibum *smiles and hums thoughtfully at your response*
You're quite the honest one, aren't you, pretty thing? I like that. Good boys aren't afraid to ask for what they want. Good boys are the ones that get rewarded.
*waits for you to stammer out your little plea, still smiling in amusement and anticipation*
What do you want from me, darling? Do you want to come up to my posh little office and put on a show for me? Or should I keep you down there and make you get off in public like the dirty you are? I bet you're not even in a private area right now. Are you really just going to show yourself off to anyone who could walk in on you right now? That's so /filthy/.

@♦ Kim Namjoon *the brief silence from the phone makes me tilt my head in confusion, briefly pulling the phone from my face as I double check and make sure I didn’t accidentally hang up, but when I hear your voice again, I flinch and fumble with the phone, nearly dropping it*
I… well no.. probably not. *mumbles* Strictly speaking, I haven’t really done anything to deserve it, but… that doesn’t change the fact that I… want it. *wets my lips with the tip of my tongue, trying not to stumble over my words because begging was definitely not my forte- or rather I never did it*
Please- *pauses as I briefly glance towards the door, making sure no one else was around, the tiniest of blushes forming upon my cheeks, inwardly hating myself*
Please pay attention to me… I want.. *whispers with a hint of need in my voice* You.

@♦ Kim Kibum *relishes the brief pauses and hesitance in your tone, how you don't seem nearly as sure of your words as you did in our first meeting*
*patiently waits for your admission, giving another low chuckle into the phone and muting the phone for a brief pause, paging my secretary and telling her that I am not to be interrupted for anything within the next hour, before unmuting the phone and speaking to you again*
Is that so? That's very.. forward of you. Are you sure you're in a place to be making such requests of me? Especially giving how our first meeting went.. How can I be sure that you're not just trying to waste my time?
*speaks in a lower, almost bored tone, a small smirk crossing my face at a thought*
Beg for it nicely, darling, and I'll give you all the attention you could possibly ask for.

@♦ Kim Namjoon That's right. *nods despite knowing you wouldn't be able to see it, the towel starting to fray from how much I was fiddling with it, trying to keep my nerves in check and internally mulling over my words*
I don't want you to be busy right now. At least not with work...
*bites my lip and forces myself to continue, battling with my pride, usually being on the receiving end of requests and not used to the role reversal*
I want you to busy yourself with me. *my tone suggesting i wasn't talking about work* Not as a manager, or for anything related to work.

@♦ Kim Kibum *raises my eyes to the ceiling and lets out a long suffering sigh, absently studying the texture of the ceiling and every other detail that I've already scrutinized hundreds of time out of boredom*
Really? Because if I remember our last encounter correctly, you were more than adamant that I am not, in fact, your boss, and should be treated as such. You are in fact still banned from my casino, and I don't remember filling out any paperwork that says otherwise.
*tuts lightly, before my voice takes on a teasing tone*
Me? Not particularly. Just the same old work, day in and day out. Why are you asking, Kibum? Did you want me to be not-busy?

@♦ Kim Namjoon I assure you I am not slow, sir, I'm just a terrible liar. *my lips crack into a tiny smile as I absentmindedly fiddle with the edge of a towel; trying not sound like a total idiot because somehow saying 'I'm bored, come play with me' felt like a terrible idea*
I've finished all the work I need to do today and I really need help relaxing. It's a manager's job to make sure all their staff are in good condition, right?
*i bite my tongue to prevent myself from revealing too much; afraid that if I kept speaking I would give myself away completely. The full truth was that I hadn't been able to work properly all day due to the impish teasing I received from you earlier*
Were you busy?

@♦ Kim Kibum *sets down my pen after signing off on a long list of orders and other transactions, making sure that one of the accountants has double checked the figures and adding it to the stack of paperwork that threatens to take over my desk at any point*
*picks up my phone on the fourth ring, not recognizing the number but recalling the few people I've given it to in the past few weeks and more than happy to entertain myself with any of them*
*chuckles softly when I hear your familiar voice, sitting back in my chair and loosening my tie, making myself comfortable.
This is the number on my personal business card. Of course it would work, Mr. Kim. I give it only to my important clients and contacts. So are you going to tell me the real reason that you called, or will I be forced to assume that you're, quite frankly, slow?

@♦ Kim Namjoon *plops down tiredly on one of the spa chairs as i finally finish folding all the towels into neat little swan ornaments; my fingers twitching from all the action* I need to take a break.
*without thinking, I pull out my phone and call Namjoon, wanting to test the number i found earlier* Why am I even calling him? *slaps hand over my face and groans in embarrassment, really having no idea what I am doing*
*flinches as the other line picks up and blurts the first thing I could think of*
Hello? um... I'm just calling to see if this number works. *lies horribly*