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James moaned. Ryan knew that if he checked he would find James’s dick hard, but he never bothered with James’s dick. It was James’s ass he was interested in.

“And this is for throwing papers all over the floor. You’ll be cleaning that up, by the way.”

James grunted.

“What did you say?” Ryan put even more force into his next swing.

“Sorry.”

“Sorry what?”

“Sorry, sir.”

“That’s right.” Ryan gave him another particularly harsh set of smacks as a reward. “And these are for doubting yourself and me. We always get the job done, don’t we?”

“Yes,” James said with a gasp.

“And we’ll get the job done this time too. Right after you finish thanking me for taking care of you.”

“Ryan,” James whined.

“Oh, you need more?” He wasn’t letting James start going on about how much time they didn’t have again. He would beat the man until he stopped fretting. That was what he got paid for.

It took another dozen strikes, and James’s ass was a mess of red and purple before he was done, but when Ryan asked, “Are you ready to show me some appreciation?” this time James begged him for it.

“Can I suck you? Please?”

“You may.” Ryan dropped the ruler on the desk and undid his pants. He fished out his bursting-hard cock as James sank to his knees in front of him. James reached out greedily and Ryan handed over his cock to James’s able hands and mouth.

“There’s my good boy,” he said as pleasure raced through him. “My very, very good boy. So competent. Who’s the best CFO ever, hmm?”

James hummed back, his mouth full, his hands busy. He slobbered over Ryan’s cock, his pants still down around his ankles, his eyes closed, his expression blissful. Ryan closed his own eyes and threaded a hand through James’s short hair. He didn’t thrust. He didn’t need to. This was for James, for both of them. The softness after the hardness. The settling after the commotion.

Ryan was so aroused after the thrill of administering punishment that James had him coming in minutes. He flooded James’s throat, James drinking down every drop with appreciative murmurs, then thumbed at the corner of James’s mouth until James opened his eyes and looked up.

“Clean up the mess you made while I get the contract. I know exactly where it is. All you had to do was ask. You could’ve called or texted me, you know.”

“I didn’t think of that.”

“Because you were in a state. But that’s okay. You’re better now, aren’t you?”

James nodded.

“Yeah, I thought so. Put your ass away and clean up.” He leaned down, gave James a soft kiss on the lips, then went out to the filing cabinets to grab the contract James needed. When he came back in, James was sitting at his desk, tenderly but obediently. The papers he’d scattered had been cleared away, the puddle he’d left on the ground from jerking off while he sucked Ryan had been mopped up, and he was raising a bottle of water to his mouth.

“The contract you asked for, sir,” Ryan said as he placed a folder in front of him. “Is there anything else I can do for you?”

“No, thank you, Ryan. I’m all set for now. You’re worth your weight in gold. You know that, right?”

“So you always tell me, sir.”

~~The End~~

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Gil and Thomas had covered almost the entire haunted fair, Thomas leading the way from this attraction to that, tugging Gil by the hand everywhere they went with his typical enthusiasm. He’d dressed for Halloween in a vampire outfit with a swirly purple cloak and fake fangs that made Gil think too often about being bitten.