For once Jack actually needed to pay attention. So of course, Rhys go it into his head that he wanted to get down and dirty during this pretty important video call.

Jack grunted as he stood at his desk, pushing at Rhys’ hand as it tried to trail up his bicep to his shoulder. He was still waiting for the rest of the participants to connect to the call, but he didn’t need to get into anything right now, no matter how insistent Rhys acted. Or how sensually he touched him. Or how much he batted his eyelashes or parted his lips or tried any of his usual tricks. Nuh-uh. Jack wasn’t gonna give into this until he’d finished business for the day.

Of course Rhys wasn’t gonna give up either, though. Jack let out a warning growl, briefly taking his eyes away from the spinning circle on the video call’s loading screen. It would go live any minute now, but Rhys wasn’t taking the hint. His pale fingers stroked over to Jack’s chest, bumping over the cloak clipped to his lapel before he rubbed into the soft material of his sweater.

“Jack, c’mon—“

“Hey.” Jack stopped him as he pressed his finger to Rhys’ lip, eyebrows knit in frustration. “You wanna have some fun, sweetheart? You better keep your mouth shut while daddy’s busy.”

Rhys wasn’t gonna ease up? Fine. He could do what he wanted as long as he behaved long enough for Jack to finish up his call.

Rhys mimed a zipper over his mouth as he got down on his knees, only for Jack to shake his head and grip the knot of the tie around his neck.

“Oh no, pumpkin. Sorry, this is a real important call, and I just don’t trust you not to let something slip.” Jack unclipped the tie, familiar with the fact that Rhys could knot a real one to save his life, before balling it together and pushing the red fabric between Rhys’ teeth. His boyfriend’s eyes narrowed, slightly affronted even as he moved to kneel between Jack’s legs. The CEO kept his eye on the screen floating in front of him, angling it up and away from his lap as the rest of the participants started to filter in. Any moment now he’d be ready to start. His eyes flitted down to watch as Rhys shimmied down his pants, procuring a tiny tube of lube from his pants so he could finger himself open. Jeez. Had Rhys really been planning this? Couldn’t wait a half hour ’til the meeting was done?

Apparently not, because Rhys didn’t spend too much time prepping himself before he turned around and pushed his bare ass up against Jack. He reached behind himself, carefully grasping the base of Jack’s cock as he tried to direct it into his hole. The CEO’s expression flickered even as he tried to keep it steady, tried to pay more attention to the images on the voice call’s screen. He tilted the monitor up just enough to block any hint of wrongdoing as Rhys finally managed to get Jack’s cock inside of him with a small gasp.

Jack tensed, trying to keep a calm face and focus as he started speaking to those gathered at the call as he stood at his desk, giving Rhys a little bit more space to fuck himself on Jack’s cock.

The CEO tried his best to pay proper attention—much as he didn’t like it, he’d need agreement, coerced or otherwise, from the heads of the main departments to move forward with his current plans—but with the eager movements of Rhys’ hips and the barely audibly moans Jack could nevertheless make out from behind the damp tie stuffed in his boyfriend’s mouth made it harder. Though with Rhys doing most of the work, he could almost zone out and just enjoy the pleasurable feelings in his stomach while his brain groped for words whenever someone in the call asked him a question.

“What? Oh yeah, sure,” he replied to the head of Marketing without really hearing what he was saying. Jeez, was Rhys always strong enough to fuck himself on Jack’s dick like this? Maybe it was the arm.

He could feel his knees growing a little weak thanks to his mountain arousal, but if he sat down there’d be little way to hide Rhys’ from the rest of the call. Not that he cared what they thought of him or his sexual appetites, but it’d be even harder to properly focus with Rhys grinding in his lap and blocking his view.

By the time Jack wrapped things up and managed to tap the End Call button he was teetering on the brink, finally reaching down to grab Rhys and hoist him properly up. He pushed his PA down against the desk, right through the hologram, and roughly snapped his hips. His hands pressed hard against the back of Rhys’ neck, earning a muffled choke from behind the gag.

“You’re so—ugh—naughty—“ Jack growled through his teeth as he thrusted harder into Rhys, finally tipping over the edge only a couple moments later. He buried himself inside his PA, forcing the both of them to come in tandem, with Rhys splattering all over the surface of the desk.

“Like how it feels when I give you my full attention?” Jack laid over Rhys’ body to coo in his boyfriend’s ear, garnering a satisfied moan.