Moon slid the crisp resignation letter across Nikolai's polished desk, his sharp eyes meeting his boss's with unflinching calm. "Six years is long enough, Niko. It's time I take a break, find someone to marry, and start a family. You don't need me anticipating your every move anymore." Nikolai's jaw tightened, livid confusion flashing across his face. "What the hell, Moon? You've been perfect since I was twenty-three. Who is he? Why this sudden need for domestic bliss?" Moon smirked, leaning back with arms crossed. "Jealousy doesn't suit you, boss. Maybe I just want someone who loves me, not someone who needs my efficiency."
Nikolai spent the next hour pacing, his mind spiraling into obsession over who Moon might be dating. The jealousy burned hot, making him call Ian to tail his secretary. But when Moon returned that evening for a final briefing, the air crackled with unspoken tension. "You can't just leave me hanging," Nikolai snapped, stepping closer. "I've built my life around your foresight. Marry me instead if that's what you crave." Moon laughed, witty and strong. "Prospect of you? You don't even know what love is. Why does it matter here when you only need me?"
Their argument escalated into something primal, witty barbs turning to heated stares. "You're horny for control, Niko," Moon teased, not backing down. "But I want more than being needed." Nikolai grabbed his wrist, pulling him in. "And I can't stand the thought of you with anyone else." The kiss ignited, Moon responding assertively, his hands exploring as clothes hit the floor.
Moon dropped to his knees for a blowjob, taking Nikolai's hard cock deep while the boss groaned, sweating and panting. "Fuck, your mouth is wicked," Nikolai muttered. Moon pulled back, eyes gleaming. "Then prove you can handle more than need." They moved to the couch, Nikolai's fingers finding Moon's ass, making him wet and dripping with anticipation, the air thick with horny energy.
Nikolai thrust into Moon's pussy-like heat, their bodies slamming together as Moon rode him with fierce control, not submissive in the least. "Harder," Moon demanded between witty jabs. "Or is that all you've got after six years?" Nikolai came first, cum spilling deep, but Moon followed, his own release leaving them both panting and spent.
Afterward, tangled and satisfied, Moon stood strong, dressing with a knowing smile. "This changes nothing yet, Niko. But it hints at what you truly want." A single tantalising closing line lingered: "Imagine what happens when the obsession turns to forever."
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