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"Oh, yes, you absolutely did everything correct today. Such meticulous profile work. Happy?" Fate asked, voice bored and sarcastic. Regardless, the waited praise had a tingling shock travel through Grim's bones, and they didn't have the time to bite back the soft moan that escaped their mouth.
The silence filled the office, Fate's eyes widened slightly and Grim tried not to wilt in mortification. As Grim finally broke the silence with an awkward cough, Fate was shaken out of his surprise as well.
"Hmm. Peculiar. I have noticed your exceptionally pressing need to do a good job, but I didn't think..." Fate drifted off, and Grim couldn't meet his eyes even though they felt him watching them.
"Uh. So, I'll be going?" Grim more asked than stated, getting up from the chair. Fate lifted his hand up to stop their movement.
"Not yet. I've just gotten reinvested in these daily evaluations", he said silkily, a new kind of glint in his eyes. "Sit down."
Grim quickly sat back down, trying to take a deep breath they didn't need. Inside them curled a shame about revealing themselves, fear of what would happen next and also the instant satisfaction at being able to obey a simple order issued by Fate.
"Mm. Yes. You're so obedient. Faithful. Following orders so well", Fate pondered with a small, lopsided smile, and Grim actively tried to look as nonchalant as they possibly could, even though their eyes practically shone with poorly hidden happiness. Fate let out a chuckle.
"Now now. You can relax, Grim. I'm not cross with you", Fate said softly, and some part of Grim did relax at that. Fate looked at them, squinting his eyes lightly in thought, before leaning back on his chair. "Actually, I'm pretty pleased. You've turned out to be possibly the most interesting spawn I've created."
"Er, thank you", Grim answered, voice wavering only slightly. They had some trouble comprehending that the conversation was still going on instead of them being thrown out of the office and sent to HR for some kind of reprimand. Did this place even have HR?
"You're most welcome. I'm truly glad to have such skilled and diligent spawn work in our department. You're doing such a good job", Fate kept on complimenting them, but instead of bored he now sounded determined and his eyes were sharp on Grim. Which really didn't help, as the pointed approval made Grim slouch ever so slightly when their spine lost strength, pleasant buzz warming them from the inside, and the keen attention on them seemed to just make the situation worse. Fate's attention was always intoxicating, but now it was on them so fully they didn't know what to do with it. A breathless, small whine came out somewhere deep inside them, and they wished they could just climb over the table - or crawl under it, who even cared - to get closer. But even during the short time Grim had spent on this afterlife, they had acquired quite the amount of self control, and they remained still, only toes curling in their shoes.
Fate inhaled, giving a small approving nod, before talking.
"I'm letting you know that the official part of your evaluation is over. You are free to leave. However", Fate paused, taking a moment to shape his words. "You may also stay, and we might find some new, undiscovered common ground. And I hope it goes without saying that your decision will not affect our work relationship."
Grim blinked, taking in the possible implications. They sat still, waiting for some more instructions, but as none came they understood that in this moment Fate required active decision making.
"I'd like to stay", Grim finally said, gathering just enough courage to meet Fate's gaze. It had been business-like just for a second, but after hearing Grim's words it turned back to calculating, almost sultry.
"Lady Pawdington, I think you should find something to do", he then said, and with a slightly annoyed meow the cat jumped off of his lap, taking the squeaking hamster and wandering off.
"Now, what I want is for you to stop resisting. I admire your professionalism, but I hope you can drop it for this", Fate said, taking a moment to loosen his yellow bowtie just a little.
"What do you mean?" Grim asked, eyes glued to the hands loosening the tie.
"I mean", Fate smirked. "That I don't want you to try to hold yourself back. If you enjoy something, I want to see and hear it. Can you do that?"
"Yes", Grim answered right away, eager to do anything that Fate decided to ask.
"Good. I knew you wouldn't let me down, you never do", Fate said elegantly, and this time Grim just let themself melt to their seat, humming with pleasure as the joy of getting recognized so openly hit them once more. Fate chuckled.
"I have to admit I can't fully understand your reaction, but it is captivating. Is approval so enjoyable to you?" he asked, and Grim nodded.
"Yes. I don't fully understand it myself. It wasn't like... Like this right from the start", Grim explained.
"What happens if someone pays you a compliment at, let's say, a bar? One would imagine you're an easy catch, then", Fate pondered, and Grim lowered their eyes to the floor.
"It isn't like that, it's..." they started, twisting their fingers together in slight anxiety, afraid that the next sentence would get too personal. "It has only happened with you, so far."
There was a beat of silence, before Fate chuckled again.
"Oh, Grim. My faithful, wonderful Grim. It seems your loyalty goes deeper than expected. That's very sweet of you", he said, and even though there was a teasing tint to his voice it also sounded sincere. Grim's hands grabbed the material covering their legs, squeezing the clothing like it would bring some relief to the electric feeling prickling on them. Fate leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk as he scrutinised Grim. "You poor thing. Wound up so tight, like a spring that might pop off at any given moment. You should have told me sooner. Our daily reviews could have been so much more pleasant."
"Sorry. I didn't think you'd... this... I didn't want you to think I was unprofessional", Grim mumbled, and Fate smiled slightly in understanding.
"I'm only teasing. I understand completely why'd you keep it in the dark. No matter", he said carelessly, expression turning intense. "Now. Do you have any opinion on how you want to go from here?"
Once more Grim was grasping for words. They only had some abstract thoughts about this, they hadn't even been alive that long. Fate seemed to remember this as well.
"It's fine if you don't. How about I steer and you tell me if we stumble upon anything you don't like", Fate suggested, and Grim nodded with relief.
"I heard some good things about you around the office. You've been saying some nice things about management here. It gladdens me to know you've put your trust in the process and that you're participating in creating a good office atmosphere. We need more beings like you in here", Fate listed deliberately. Grim swallowed empty, squeezing their thighs together as their eyes fluttered closed for a second. How could it feel so good, simply hearing words like these? And even better, with Fate watching them, almost unblinking.
"Thank you. I do trust you - I mean, the management overall", Grim said reverently.
"Mm. That's my good Grim", Fate nodded with approval, and the possessive pronoun paired with commendation simply had Grim moaning quietly again. They squirmed slightly in the chair, sliding downwards until the back of their head reached the backrest, stopping their downwards slide.
"My gods, look at you. Definitely one of the sweetest things afterlife has ever seen", Fate marveled. Grim wondered if there was some appropriate way to ask to get closer. It was like a magnet was pulling them in, yet the desk between them felt like it was miles wide.
"Fate? Can I... I..." Grim tried, not getting the words out.
"Yes? Go on. Ask for what you want, it will please me if you do so", Fate encouraged, and the rest of Grim's words stumbled out almost in a hurry, like if they didn't say the whole thing in seconds it would be lost forever.
"Can I somehow be closer to you?"
Fate smiled languidly.
"That can be arranged, but I'd like it if you just asked a little more prettily", he said, tilting his head. Grim swallowed again, trying out some sentences in their mind before speaking again.
"Can I get closer to you, please?" they asked, straightening their back a bit.
"Mm, that's what I like to hear. Come here", Fate said, gesturing towards his side of the desk. Grim stood up, almost knocking the chair over in the process, and took a few short steps to get to the other side of the table, still leaving a lot of space between them and Fate. Fate tilted his head again.
"Is that where you want to stay?" he asked, turning his chair towards Grim.
"Not really", Grim admitted, suddenly getting jittery. They were suddenly afraid of making a mistake of some kind. Like they would do something that made Fate realize this wasn't going to work.
"Come on, Grim. Try to relax. This isn't a test. Pick a spot where you want to be", Fate said calmly, and Grim rolled their shoulders, trying to let go of the suddenly risen tension. They took a couple of steps closer, thinking. They'd originally imagined sitting on Fate's lap, but as they now were standing almost in front of Fate, looking down on him, they realized they didn't want to look down. They wanted to look up .
So they simply kneeled at Fate's feet, and if they had a pulse, it would be hammering like crazy right now. They now looked upwards, only shortly meeting Fate's eyes.
"Is this... Weird?" they asked. Fate shook his head.
"No, dear Grim, not at all", he assured. He then widened the stance of his legs, beckoning Grim even closer. "Here. Try and lean on my thigh, see if you like it."
Grim did exactly that, scooting just a little bit closer between Fate's legs and allowing their head to rest against Fate's thigh. It felt... somehow forbidden, to be that close. But also undeniably good. They couldn't help but inhale Fate's scent, momentarily burying their face to the fabric of their trousers.
"That's it, my good Grim. Feel better now?" Fate asked with a smirk.
"Mmmh, yeah, yes, so much better", Grim answered in relief, turning their head to look upwards. The pleased expression on Fate's face made their stomach do some flips, and their head lolled slightly backwards, completely resting against Fate.
"Yes, that's perfect, just relax. You're doing so well, being so good for me", Fate said quietly, and the lazy shock rattled through Grim, making their body shiver and voice shake as another, louder moan made its way out of them. Their hips made a single effort to press against something, not finding anything. Their thighs pressed tightly together again, like it could offer some kind of relief. It didn't.
"You're aroused", Fate commented, and Grim let out a bark of laughter.
"Don't say you're surprised", they said, the arousal diminishing their ability to feel ashamed about it.
"I'm not surprised. Just delighted", Fate responded with a slight grin. "Give me your hand."
Grim did as told, and Fate took their hand, lifting it up. He leaned downwards just a moment, enough to press the quickest kiss to the back of their hand, and had Grim still been standing, their legs would've turned to jelly at that. Then their brain short-circuited completely as Fate pressed their palm against his crotch, where their hand met an outline of clear, half hard erection. Grim almost sputtered, their hand making an unconscious decision to try and grab the erection, though it didn't succeed at it properly because of some god damn trousers. They heard their own groan loud in their ears, just the thought of Fate getting aroused by the whole thing was enough to make their head spin.
"Don't say you're surprised", Fate echoed their words back at them with slight amusement.
"I don't, I don't know, maybe I am", Grim admitted, flustered. They were itching to just pull down Fate's trousers, and they unknowingly gravitated even closer, until their face was a lot closer to the target they yearned for.
"Is there something you want?" Fate asked again, bringing his hand to touch Grim's cheek. Their eyes closed for a second, leaning towards the palm on their face. It felt calming, grounding, but at the same time it was giving them a high like no other. Not that there had been many highs in their existence.
"Mnhh, yess..." Grim admitted again, the thought of how to ask for such a thing getting meddled as Fate tipped their face upwards.
"And will you be good and ask for what you want?" Fate then asked, making Grim whine.
"Yes, I'll be good, just..." they vowed, yet the words kept sliding out of their reach. Then they steeled themselves, trying to ignore the pleasant fog for a while.
"Can I see it? Please? Can I... Your pants..." Grim's voice faded away, but they looked straight at Fate, and he looked approving.
"Good spawn", he said, and even though it is a praise they would've been happy with just moments before, it suddenly struck an unpleasant cord within them. Fate noticed the shift on their face and immediately squinted his eyes.
"Hmmh. Not the... Not the spawn , in this context. It reminds me I'm just one of the many", Grim admitted carefully, and Fate nodded.
"Got it. Thank you for being honest and telling me, Grim", he said softly, petting Grim's cheek as if in a soft apology. "And just for clarification, you're definitely not one of the many."
Grim hummed, pleased, and Fate smirked at them.
"You can open my trousers, if you'd like", Fate then said, letting go of their face and leaning back on the chair. Grim lifted their head up, shaky hands getting to work immediately. Fate laughed quietly. "Mm, eager, I see. I like that."
Grim didn't comment, but they felt a heat momentarily take over their face. The trousers were quickly undone, and Fate lifted himself just enough to pull the pants down a little bit. Enough for his erection to pop out to display. Unexpectedly, Grim's mouth suddenly watered. They swallowed, clenching their teeth together, and they inched just a little bit closer. Grim was just reaching their hand towards the hardness, but Fate gently put their hand aside and grabbed his erection himself instead, hand moving up and down for a couple of times before stopping to just hold it. Grim couldn't get their eyes off of it for a while, but Fate waited until they did, and only spoke when their eyes met his once more.
"You know, this is a prize you have to earn, Grim. Do you think you've been good enough already?" he said tantalisingly.
"I... Haven't I been good enough?" Grim whimpered, voice embarrassingly close to crestfallen.
"Oh, my sweet Grim, you've been very good. But I want something specific out of you before you get your prize", he explained softly, and Grim perked up again. A request they could follow? Yes please.
"Would you take your shirt off for me?" Fate asked then, and Grim blinked in surprise.
"You want me to take off my shirt?" they repeated.
"Mm. Let me rest my eyes on you for a little while", Fate asked. After hesitating only for a while, Grim removed their shirts and threw them somewhere behind them. "That's good, following my requests like always. You're such a good Grim for me."
Fate's words splashed over Grim once more, stronger than the cool air that hit them when they exposed their upper body. They moaned softly, hips making another unhelpful jerk. Fate hummed, satisfied.
"Now, Grim, touch your body. Imagine your hands are my hands and touch your body like you wished I'd touch you", he said torridly. Grim moaned again, hands instantly traveling to touch their face. As Grim looked at Fate, they tried imagining it was his hands and not theirs, picturing where they'd like to be touched. They didn't really know, so the most logical thing to do was to just start exploring. The hands traveled on their body in logical order, starting from their neck and slowly moving downwards, finding the places they were most craved. Fate watched them openly, occasionally jerking himself and making Grim moan in both delight and frustration. It seemed to please Fate.
"Mm, that's good, keep going", he would then say, making Grim moan again.
"Not there. Not yet", Fate then said quickly as Grim's hands were almost touching their crotch. "You can touch your legs for now."
And that Grim did. Their hands grabbed their thighs almost violently compared to the soft exploration of before. The hands stroke up and down their thighs, and they spread their legs to touch the inner thighs. That made Grim whine, the mental image of Fate touching them in such an intimate way throwing them to the loop.
"You look so delicious, my Grim. Keep your other hand where it is, touch your neck with the other, you enjoyed that as well I think", Fate instructed, and Grim followed the order, head dropping backwards as Fate hummed approvingly. "Good, you're doing perfectly. Now take a couple of fingers and put them in your mouth."
A weird order in Grim's opinion, but when they did it, imagining it was Fate's fingers instead, Grim moaned around their fingers and lifted their head to throw a heated look at Fate. They let the fingers slip out of their mouth to speak.
"Will you... Will you ever touch me like this?" Grim asked, not sure what possessed them to take the risk. They absolutely knew that hearing 'no' at this point would throw them straight to despair. Yet they couldn't not ask. Fate tilted his head, smile surprisingly gentle, almost uncharacteristically so.
"Yes. But not this time", he answered, and the implication of next time had Grim grab their thighs with both of their hands again to support themselves, as they suddenly felt like they could topple over.
"Please?" Grim begged, suddenly desperate for any contact at all.
"My dear Grim, you ask so prettily. Come here, come closer", Fate invited, and instantly Grim had pressed as close as physically possible. Their knees protested slightly at the prolonged kneeling, but the pain all but flew away as Fate touched their face with his free hand.
"Rest your head, you look like you're practically boneless", Fate said humorously, and even Grim chuckled at the pun. Their head came to rest right next to where Fate was slowly fondling himself, and Grim had to bury their face to his groin to stop their tongue from suddenly reaching out.
"Mm, you're just the sweetest thing, Grim. Come on, don't hide. You've done so well for me", Fate coaxed, and Grim did turn their face back towards the holy sight before their eyes. Then they glanced at Fate, who for the first time actually looked affected. His cheeks had a slight, rosy tint to them, and his pupils were wide.
"Bear with me for a while longer, Grim, I haven't had such a pleasant partner in a long, long time", Fate insisted, and Grim nodded weakly.
"Anything. Anything you want", they promised, and that is the first time Fate let out a quiet growl. The hand on Grim's face dipped their face upwards as Fate pumped his hand a couple more times, gathering the clear liquid on the head to his fingers and pushing them to Grim's unexpecting mouth. However, their mouth immediately locked down on the fingers, sucking in the new, salty taste that couldn't be anything else than Fate. Grim whined, their own hands growing restless on their thighs, making aborted movements towards their own groin.
"Please, can I?" they asked, looking at Fate desperately, but he shook his head.
"No. Keep your hands where they are", he guided, and Grim did. As Fate's hand went back to his erection, Grim reimagined the taste, and this time they just moved their thighs tightly together, the arousal impossible to ignore.
"Mm, no. Keep them open. Wide open, actually. I think you enjoy that", Fate commented, but Grim just whined pathetically. "Come on, Grim, don't you want to be good for me?"
Grim whimpered, but let their thighs fall back open. Fate looked down, moving his own feet just to gently push Grims even wider apart before settling back.
"That's it, perfect. Good job, my Grim, you're so diligent and amenable", Fate touted generously. Grim almost sobbed, softly undulating their hips against nothing, trying to figure out if there's any way they'd be bendy enough to just rub themselves against the floor. They couldn't figure out how it could succeed.
"Want another taste?" Fate's voice broke through the haze, and Grim nodded right away.
"Please", they begged again. Not even sure for what.
"Yes, that's my polite Grim", Fate approved, pushing his newly sticky fingers towards Grim's mouth again. They moved slightly forward to quickly catch the fingers, a happy moan leaving their throat.
"You've done absolutely beautifully. I think you've earned a reward", Fate drawled, and Grim's hopeful eyes were glued to his face as he removed the fingers. "Now, since you've never done this before, I'm giving you just a couple of guidelines. Make it as wet as possible, and absolutely no teeth. Take your time."
Grim blinked, their brain taking the long route to understand what was happening. But when it sank in, they suddenly got a burst of energy to straighten their back.
"Can I?" they still asked, eyes sharp on Fate's hand that was still lazily stroking his erection. He was completely hard now.
"Yes. You've really earned it. Go on, enjoy", Fate answered, a small pleased grin decorating the corner of his mouth.
"Thank you", Grim whispered, and before Fate had any time to respond, they had already descended and took a long, satisfied lick of the hardness in front of them. And after that one taste there really wasn't any holding back anymore, and Grim quickly got to trying out all the different ways they could enjoy Fate this way.
And even though this had been presented as a reward for Grim, it quickly dawned on them that it was as great of a pleasure for Fate as well. He let out short breaths, his legs would tense up every once in a while, his hand would caress Grim's face and he would look at them with such a burning in his eyes that Grim thought they might actually catch fire. If Grim did something particularly right, Fate even threw his head back, humming in enjoyment. And in the middle of it all he kept mumbling small pieces of praise and encouragement, making Grim try harder and harder to make the experience as good as possible. When Fate started to ever so slightly push back, Grim swore they almost died at the amount of electricity that went through them at the punch of arousal. The moan they let out was so dirty that it inspired a small moan out of Fate too.
"Fuck, you're- just, fuck... You're so hot, so damn lovely", Fate almost lost his words as he kept pushing in harder. Grim moaned again, their hips desperately humping into nothing. Fate was mostly pushing into Grim's mouth and their hands were occupied keeping them upright, but they tried if one of them could travel down to touch themselves. It could.
" Pffs?" Grim mumbled around Fate, and though there was no way anyone could actually hear what was said, the context was clear enough for Fate to catch on. Still, he shook his head.
"No. No. Just, here, let me", he said, voice almost uneven. He slightly changed his position so he was able to plant his right leg between Grim's legs, pulling Grim even closer so their groin came in contact with his shin. After finally getting some pressure, Grim couldn't stop their hips from pushing against the offered leg a couple of times, only then managing to stop, ready for some kind of reprimand of such animalistic behaviour. None came. Instead, Fate kept pushing into their mouth, looking down at them feverishly and nodding.
"That's right, go on", he encouraged, pressing upwards with his leg so Grim got another dose of that delicious pressure, and their hips restarted their movements. Which were now hundred times more rewarding as every push caused a hot tingling sensation to gather in their stomach. Grim moaned helplessly, their movements weak but purposeful.
"Just like that, my lovely Grim. Look at you, ah , just wanting to please me- Fuck . You please me so much, so, mh- " Fate's voice finally cracked, words fading and Grim could barely keep their eyes open as his pushes got so forceful their eyes watered. Fate's leg was so tense between their legs, and they couldn't help but rut against it, chasing for something . Then, an explosion of taste in their mouth, and a relieved sigh from Fate as he relaxed to his chair. Grim felt like they were in some kind of actual afterlife when Fate softly petted their cheek as he softened in their mouth. Finally, he gently pushed Grim away and looked down at them. Grim tried to still themselves, but couldn't, the pressure against them so delicious and something building, something that acutely needed releasing.
"Oh, sweet Grim. I apologize for letting you suffer so long, but you are simply delectable like this", Fate said sincerely, bowing down to bring their faces closer together. The whine that left Grim was silent and broken.
"Please, please, Fate ..." Grim practically prayed, and if Fate hadn't just had the best orgasm in a long while, he'd be getting hard right now. Before Fate had a change to respond, Grim continued.
"Was... Was it good? Was I good?" they inquired frantically.
"My dear, it was very good. You were exceptional", he simply said, and quieted Grim's following moan with a soft kiss to their lips. It surprised Grim, but at the same time they realized it was something they'd been craving all this time, badly.
"So good, just for me, right?" Fate whispered against their lips, and Grim shivered all over. Fate's leg kept steady even as Grim's uneven movements rubbed against him in a desperate chase of pleasure.
"Yes, yes , f-for you, mhh ", Grim mumbled almost incoherently as it felt like a tide was going to wash over them. "Fate, Fate, oh, oh , it's- I'm-"
"Yes, let me see you as you come, my sweet Grim", Fate urged, kisses getting messy as Grim was unable to properly respond, tipping over the edge of sweet release. They had no idea how much time passed before the all-consuming ecstasy finally ebbed down, and they were both relieved and a little sad that the urgent feeling finally let up. Grim's pushes against Fate quickly weakened, and finally their muscles gave up. If it wasn't for Fate still holding their face they would've completely melted to the ground, but instead they were pulled closer, head laid to rest on a warm thigh once more.
For a long while it was silent. Fate carefully petted Grim's head while they gathered their wits, which actually didn't seem to happen.
"I'm feeling all mushy. Did something go wrong with me?" Grim finally broke the silence. The question made Fate chuckle slightly.
"There's nothing wrong with you. It's quite natural to feel extremely relaxed afterwards. Many enjoy that", Fate explained.
"I think I enjoy it too", Grim decided. Fate hummed.
"I do as well."
Another comfortable silence.
"Did you mean it?" Grim suddenly asked.
"I meant everything I said", Fate answered simply.
"About... Well, you implied there might be a next time. And that I'm... I don't know, I felt for a while that I was something special", Grim went on, the final words of their sentence barely a murmur. Fate softly turned their face towards himself again, searching for eye contact that he finds after a while.
"You understood exactly right. Though I'd advise that we wait till your evaluation month is over before doing this again. I am, after all, your superior, and the bureaucracy with these things can be... Tedious", he explained calmly.
"There's only a few days left?" Grim grinned. Fate smiled as well.
"So there is."
"I know you said it's normal, but I seriously think my bones have transformed into a liquid of some kind", Grim changed the subject cheerfully.
"Then I did a good job", Fate simply said. Grim nodded, agreeing. It was an afterlife changing experience.
"How are your bones, then?" they asked. Fate looked at them dryly.
"Take a guess. I'll give you a hint: there are more comfortable places to rest here, yet here we are, you on the floor and me on this unfortunate office chair."
Grim didn't answer, only grinned joyfully. Fate almost rolled his eyes, but simply shook his head a bit instead.
"Five minutes and we're moving."