Chapter 17
Seventeen
Subject: Team bonding weekend!!!
Hey team!
Pack your bags, hiking boots, and corporate spirit! Your loving CEOs have decided to host a corporate retreat! Prepare yourselves for adventure, laughter, and fun! See below for details. We look forward to seeing you this weekend!
-Yours Truly,
Taron Cunningham
Subject: Re: Team bonding weekend!!!
Taron,
I’m sick. Can’t attend.
-Hugo Washburne
Subject: Re: Re: Team bonding weekend!!!
Team,
There have been inquiries about this weekend’s corporate retreat. Please note this retreat is mandatory for all selected staff. Important matters will be discussed, requiring full participation. Lodging and meals will be provided.
-Regards,
Ozen Hawksley, CEO
Wash groaned, banging his head on his desk a few times. He did not want to spend an entire weekend with Taron. He’d lose his mind within the first few hours.
He was still banging his head and wracking his brain for some sort of excuse when a familiar scent of vanilla and sugar teased his nose, and he heard Peri squeak in alarm and rush over.
They’d been casually seeing each other for a week now, and Peri no longer felt the need to knock when entering his office.
Wash would comment on it if he didn’t enjoy the fairy’s company as much as he did.
He chose instead to keep his mouth shut and focus his energies on figuring out how to avoid this corporate retreat.
“Wash! What’s wrong?” Peri asked, wiggling into his lap to force him to sit up and stop hitting his head on his desk.
Wash instead buried his face against Peri’s neck, breathing in his soothing scent.
It was a good thing it was closing in on the end of the night, he didn't have to worry about people barging in uninvited. He wasn’t exactly hiding his connection with Peri, but he didn't like people in his business, and they were getting too nosy after Peri interjected himself into Wash’s space one too many times.
Offices were gossip mills and his coworkers were all curious about his complete lack of reaction whenever Peri climbed on him like a little monkey to stop him from losing his temper.
Peri was not patient by nature, and when Wash didn’t immediately explain himself, he wriggled enough to sit sideways so he could see Wash’s computer without breaking the tight hold Wash had on him.
He was quiet for a moment, reading the whole email exchange. Wash knew he finished when he started to giggle, hugging Wash’s shoulders and petting his hair. “Did you seriously try to lie to get out of a corporate retreat?”
“It’s being hosted by Taron,” he complained. “I won’t last an entire weekend. I’ll go insane.”
Peri snorted, his tone holding just a hint of teasing as he cooed, “You poor thing. Forced to play with your friends. Must be rough.”
Wash growled, hugging Peri hard enough to make him squeak. The little fairy only giggled again when Wash released him, peppering his face with kisses to distract him. It almost worked, until Wash glanced back at his computer and that email thread was still up. He slumped a little harder.
“Help me. I need an excuse to miss it,” he complained.
Peri shook his head, the grin on his face saying he was enjoying Wash’s turmoil. Wash narrowed his eyes with a scowl.
“Fine. If I have to go, so do you. They said important matters will be discussed. I’ll bring you along to take notes or something.”
Why did he think that would make Peri change his mind and help him find an excuse to miss it?
Peri didn’t avoid social events. He perked up and beamed, like the ball of sunshine he was, completely on board with Wash’s plan.
“That sounds fun! Sure, I’ll go! Where is it?
Is it in this realm? Oh! Should I bring snacks? ”
Wash groaned, dropping his head back and slumping a little more in his seat. He just had to harbor an obsession with the most extroverted optimist in the realm. He couldn’t have met someone more like himself, who would avoid company events with him and spend the weekend curled up in bed.
“Aw. Poor baby. Forcing yourself to socialize all weekend must be tough, huh?” To no one’s surprise, because Peri didn’t have a sarcastic bone in his body, the little fairy actually sounded sincere, petting Wash’s hair and giving him an understanding smile when he finally opened his eyes to look at the man in his lap. “Don’t worry. I’ll be there to help.”
“Help how?” Wash growled. He found it hard to imagine someone could find any way to make this weekend tolerable.
Peri hummed, sliding off Wash’s lap to settle between his knees. “How about I distract you whenever you get too annoyed?” he offered coyly, his hands sliding up Wash’s thighs to tug on his belt.
Wash huffed, shifting to allow Peri better access. “You want to spend the whole weekend on your knees then?”
Peri snickered, not taking Wash’s warning as seriously as he should have. If Wash had to spend an entire weekend with Taron, he could almost guarantee he’d lose his temper at least once a day. The prankster didn't know when to stop sometimes.
All thoughts of Taron disappeared when Peri drew his half hard cock out of his jeans, teasing the length with little kitten licks to bring him to full hardness.
Wash groaned, running his fingers through Peri’s hair and running his thumb along the beautiful man’s jaw.
How did a man as gorgeous as Peri end up giving him the time of day?
Peri sat back, his cheeks pink, and his eyes struggling to focus as he got himself riled up. Which meant they weren’t going anywhere until Wash took care of him. Not that Wash had a problem with that.
“How about this?” Peri murmured, keeping Wash’s attention split by stroking him just light enough to tease without giving any real friction.
“If you get through the day without losing your temper, I’ll take care of you just like this.
And if you participate without complaining, you can do anything you want to me at night. ”
He emphasized the word ‘anything’, and Wash knew better than to think he was bluffing. When it came to sex, Peri was up for anything. He was also willing to keep things simple. As long as he was taken care of, he didn’t have many strong opinions on how it happened.
Peri didn’t wait for Wash to answer him, returning to his task of driving Wash crazy with light licks and touches until Wash was close to losing his mind with need.
He’d just realized that was Peri’s goal and was going to take over to give them both what they wanted when someone knocked on the door and the handle turned before Wash could throw up the wards.
With a squeak, Peri disappeared beneath the desk, and dragged Wash’s chair with him to hide his exposed dick.
The door opened, and Vilyra bustled in, waving a folder in her hand. “My friend finally got back to me. There was research similar to yours, but the project was underfunded and eventually had to be dropped. I think if you contact the lead researcher, they might be willing to work with us.”
It took him too long to figure out what the hell she was talking about, too focused on the man under his desk and the fact that he was completely exposed.
He took the file Vilyra offered him, flipping it open because he knew she’d get suspicious if he didn’t at least give it a cursory glance.
His eyes narrowed as he skimmed the first paragraph.
“You said this was dropped, right? I have time to look into it?”
She nodded, her lips pursed. “As far as he told me, there was no talk about picking it back up. I think when I mentioned it, he sounded relieved, like he’d been worried it would be forgotten entirely.
I know you have that corporate thing this weekend—” Wash grunted in annoyance, then nearly choked on his own tongue when Peri’s hand slid up his thigh.
He wouldn’t… “—so I think we can get back to him next week and not worry about it. I can let him know we’re interested in working with him, though, just so he doesn’t go shopping around. ”
Peri’s slim fingers danced along the length of his cock, keeping him hard despite the situation, and Wash’s desperation to end the conversation grew.
“Sounds good. I’ll just…” He paused to tamp down a shiver, pretending to read the file while in reality the words were all blended together, because he was too focused on Peri’s thumb rubbing over the tip of his cock, spreading the precum around.
When he was done here, the little brat was going to get it.
Thankfully, Vilyra was used to him getting distracted with work mid sentence and didn’t even notice his struggles, chuckling and waving him on.
“I’ll let you read that and get back to me.
I’m assuming I’ll hear from you sometime this weekend because not even a corporate retreat could stop you from working, but I’m telling you now, I’m not answering my emails until Monday. Some of us practice self-care.”
He didn’t take the bait, his entire focus on not groaning when Peri drew his cock back into his mouth.
What was that minx thinking? It was a good thing Vilyra was a mage and not a supe with advanced senses like a werewolf or she would definitely smell the desire in the air and probably hear the little suckling noises Peri was making as he–
“Ah– uh, I’ll get back to you later. Thanks for bringing this to me,” he croaked, just barely muffling the groan that had almost slipped out. “Have a nice weekend.”
She wiggled her fingers as she turned and walked away, calling out over her shoulder, “Good luck with yours! See you Monday!”
As soon as the door closed behind her, Wash threw up the wards and bellowed out a groan, fisting Peri’s hair as the little brat bobbed his head more enthusiastically now that they were alone.
He was also stroking himself, having at some point snuck his hand into his own slacks to free his dick.
Wash tightened his grip, forcing Peri to look up at him with those lust clouded eyes.
“Keep your hands off yourself. For that behavior, you don’t get to come until I say so.”
Peri moaned but did as he was asked, releasing his cock already slick with precum and leaking. Rolling his chair back, Wash dragged the little fairy with him, positioning him back over Wash’s cock while he growled low.
“First, you’re going to finish what you started. Then you’re going to bend over my desk and take whatever punishment I can come up with. Only after I’m satisfied you learned your lesson will you be allowed to come. Understand?”