Workday Interruptions
All Nbowa wants to do is work hard, but that's made increasingly difficult when people keep disturbing him from his oh so pleasant routine.
This story was written for Nbowa as his patreon flash fiction reward for April. It contains M/M sex between consenting adults in a public space. :3
Workday Interruptions
"Hey, Nbowa? Can I pick your brain for a second?"
The lion raised his head, smiling politely as he saw one of his colleagues peeking their head over the cubicle wall.
"Yeah. Sure."
As the fox began to speak however, Nbowa barely caught a single word. His focus was elsewhere. His mind not on the data entry sheets laid out across his desk or the digital copies he had until recently been typing up. Indeed his focus wasn't anywhere on his desk, but under it.
For two months now the lion had been his company's star employee, excelling in terms of productivity far beyond any other member of staff. The reason why however, even when asked by his bosses, had remained a closely guarded secret. He claimed it was just a solid work ethic, a desire to keep himself rooted to his seat from the start of his shift till the end. But in truth, there was only one thing driving Nbowa to the recent successes he had achieved.
"...so, do you think I should do it? Or not?"
Shuddering slightly, fixing his co-worker with a warm and friendly grin, Nbowa nodded shakily.
"Totally. Y-you... you definitely should go for it."
The fox beamed, nodding eagerly.
"Yeah. I knew it was the right thing to do. Thanks, man. You're the best!"
Nbowa sagged in his seat as the fox withdrew, and groaned under his breath as he peered down below the wooden surface upon which his computer his paperwork and a few personal effects were scattered. There, nestled between his legs in the shadow of the desk, a pair of eyes looked back at him. Eyes wide and eager and hungry, atop a muzzle that was wide open, currently stuffed full of lion cock.
Turning his attention back to his work, Nbowa continued to shudder, to growl under his breath and gently rock his hips back and forth as he typed. At first the pleasure of his new friend had been a distraction. But the more time they spent together, the more he grew accustomed to typing while being suckled upon with such tender and teasing dedication, the easier it became. Easier and easier until he had found himself excelling at his job in a manner he had never been able to before. The only downside, the only frustration, now came at times when the lion wasn't able to simply focus on his work. The interruptions, the breaks to his day which might once have been a blessed relief, were now a trial of endurance.
"Good afternoon, Nbowa. Still powering ahead of the pack in progress I see?"
A tall, lithe horse in a grey pant-suit beamed as she passed by Nbowa's cubicle, pausing and calling out to the lion with a cheerful lilt to her words. He grunted, closed his eyes for a moment to focus himself, then turned his head to regard her in turn.
"A-ah, Ms Cresswell. I'm doing my best, that's all."
His boss beamed, and to the lion's horror stepped into his cubicle. He could feel the suction around his cock increasing, the German Shepherd's maw hungry for another load. At first his canine companion had eased off, let him relax and go without pleasure when he'd been interrupted. But in the last few weeks, the more reliant Nbowa had become on his near constant under-desk companion, the more playful and cheeky the dog had become. Now he almost seemed to work harder to satisfy and please Nbowa when others were demanding a fraction of his time, as though jealous and eager to draw the lion's focus wholly back to himself.
"Well, your best is getting a lot of good feedback. Even my bosses are impressed. There's talk of promotions if you carry on like this. A corner office all to yourself."
And at times like this, when Nbowa needed his focus to be very much elsewhere, he knew he should have stopped the dog from doing his otherwise valued work. He knew that with a single hand gesture his companion would cease his suckling efforts, leave his cock twitching, dripping, close to cumming but unsatisfied and unattended until his boss had said her piece and left him alone to work once more.
Yet still, he endured. He let the dog suckle upon him, drawing him closer and closer to the brink of orgasm while trying to hold a civil conversation with his employer.
"Well, I can't say that doesn't sound appealing. B-but... please, I wouldn't feel right talking about this on the clock. I do still have work to get done, even if I am ahead of the rest. I'd be glad to discuss it... a-after my shift is over though. Or over lunch, s-someday soon."
The horse beamed, chuckling and folding her arms across her chest.
"You really are a consummate professional, aren't you?"
Nbowa shuddered violently, his fingertips digging into the wood of the desk as he began to cum. To flood ribbons of hot seed down the throat of the dog suckling on him so mercilessly.
"Y-yes. I... a-aah... always... try... to be..."
All the while he was smiling pleasantly up at his equine boss, doing his very best not to allow the extreme lust surging through his body to register anywhere on his face, though he could feel his eyes glazing over with every surging wave of ecstasy.
His boss smiled, though for a split-second or so she did look a little curious, as though sensing that something was off about the lion's reaction. She didn't push it though, and with a final wave departed.
"We'll talk more soon, Nbowa. Keep up the good work."
She departed from view, and as soon as she did so the lion threw back his head, clapping both hands over his muzzle to muffle the snarl of pleasure which erupted forth as the dog drew back just enough to deliver one final burst of intense suckling pleasure to the very tip of his throbbing, cumming cock.
He groaned, he rolled his chair back a few inches, and as he sagged and fell limp in the wake of his climax, Nbowa peered down at the dog now grinning up at him, eagerly continuing to lick his lips.
"You heard her, right?"
The dog nodded, and moaned back at the lion as he rolled his chair in once more, cock still exposed from the open front of his trousers and still rock hard, twitching in desire even in the immediate wake of his orgasm.
"Keep up the good work?"
The German Shepherd growled, nuzzling at the very tip of Nbowa's erection before moving to engulf it once more with one last murmur of desire.
"I'm doing my best, that's all."
By Jeeves
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