Unfortunately, Andrea was near the place Icanoth needed to go. Fortunately, seeing his profile absorbed in conversation with Bailey, Icanoth passed by with muffled footsteps. Or rather, tried to pass. Until his steps involuntarily stopped.
“Huh?”
What was that just now? It was confusing not to realize what had happened to his own body. But something had definitely occurred. Icanoth, who had almost spilled all the documents he was holding on the floor, opened his eyes wide. Looking around, Andrea was still not far away. But he didn’t seem to be looking at him, instead appearing focused on conversing with Harvi, who had come up from the lower floor, and Bailey.
“…Ah!”
As he tried to look away, once again, the shock that had occurred moments ago pierced his body. This time he couldn’t hold back. Only then did Icanoth realize that Andrea could control the rod he had inside him.
“Ah, ungh…”
The moment he realized this, Andrea manipulated the remote. The rod’s length repeatedly extended and contracted inside his body. He hadn’t thought it was that long, but it was the type that continuously stimulated the interior by extending and contracting its length.
“Hu… ngh.”
Though it was fixed and couldn’t enter beyond a certain length, thunk, thunk, thunk, it struck his body from inside. All his nerves focused on that sensation, momentarily forgetting to breathe before exhaling hurriedly. He hoped the rough breath didn’t mix with any sound.
“Oh my, Icanoth-ssi. What’s all this? You should be more careful.”
Bailey, approaching from behind, playfully blamed Icanoth as she came to his side. From behind, it just looked like he had spilled a stack of documents. Not seeing his pale face, she picked up the papers for him. Harvi and Andrea also came closer. Icanoth realized that the vibration and pistoning of the device intensified as Andrea got closer. His barely straightened legs, especially the insides of his thighs, trembled.
“Icanoth-ssi, here.”
After receiving the documents Bailey had collected, then from Harvi, finally when about to receive them from Andrea, he deliberately handed them over slowly. Because he knew Icanoth would try to turn and flee as soon as he received them. Andrea raised the corner of his lips as he watched the pale face flush red with unwanted pleasure.
“How’s your day going? Is work going well?”
He didn’t particularly expect an answer. The hand in his pocket moved slightly. Icanoth nearly collapsed on the spot.
“Come to my office when you’re done. I think we need to address what happened yesterday a bit more.”
Despite receiving a gaze mixed with both resentment and pleading, Andrea merely maintained a smile on his face. Unless Icanoth cried and begged him to stop the vibrator right here—in other words, unless he uttered something absolutely impossible—he had no intention of stopping. He would keep the power on. Until Icanoth entered his office.
“…Understood.”
Barely uttering one word, he turned around. Each step he took was as precarious as walking on a tightrope. He didn’t know how much he had bitten the back of his hand by the time he returned to his seat. But once seated, a new ordeal began. He didn’t want to know that standing had been somewhat better. Sitting put weight on his lower body, emphasizing the foreign sensation. As it pressed not on the area initially stimulated but on a new spot, he repeatedly frowned and opened his eyes wide.
“Mph. Uu.”
Wouldn’t someone unaware of the situation think he was crazy? But an even bigger problem was that his underwear was becoming sticky. Male omegas get wet not only in their cocks but also in their holes. Andrea had thought of using this device but hadn’t provided black pants.
Just in case, though he didn’t think it would get that wet, his hands and feet trembled at the thought of stains appearing on his pants. And separate from that, his body was gradually heating up.
“Haah… ah. Ungh. Hnh.”
Despite being far away from Andrea, his toes, standing on tiptoe from the consistently given stimulation, shook back and forth before pressing his thighs tightly together. The stimulation didn’t decrease, and he felt like going mad because there was nothing else he could do.
Thanks to the belt fastened around his lower body, he couldn’t properly get erect as he was tightly pressed, but he had hardened from the heat. If he relaxed his tension even a little… he might display an unsightly appearance in the office.
“…Hng!”
Though he knew it wasn’t right, he wanted to rub his pressed legs together and grind his lower body against the chair seat. His head gradually became dizzy. Even while thinking he should finish all his work before going, heat rose to his head, making him repeatedly look back at Andrea’s office.
He had said to come after finishing work.
Both defiance arose and the thought occurred that if he went to the office as instructed, he might be sent back. People who had been sitting at their desks suddenly disappeared or prepared to go elsewhere. Everyone approached Icanoth and said something, but in his distracted state, he couldn’t hear well even though it was work-related. However, he could guess that this was a situation arranged by Andrea.
People vacated their seats in sync with the timing of the power being turned on. While walking unsteadily, though it was certainly welcome that no one paid attention to his gait, he became aware with each step that he was in Andrea’s palm. Icanoth moved a few steps, caught his breath, and once or twice collapsed onto the floor.
“Humph. Hungh.”
It was because strength went into his lower back while walking. The vibrator, which had changed direction inside, dug a little deeper. When a new area was touched rather than one that had somewhat dulled, a sound he couldn’t contain leaked from between his lips with an “uuu.”
“I can’t stand it. Why is that person really like that?”
“That’s what I’m saying. Anyway, strange personality.”
He couldn’t stay like that for long. Just as he barely straightened his back and stood up, people brushed past right beside him. His spine chilled and his forehead cooled. Icanoth, who had momentarily forgotten even what he needed to do, walked with an awkward gait to where the copier was. His vision blurred as he bit and released the flesh inside his mouth to suppress his moans.
“…Ha…”
The suppressed sound dangled long from the tip of his tongue. Only after working for about another 20 minutes did he roughly finish. If someone else saw it—no, even if Icanoth himself saw it after the vibrator was turned off—there would be numerous problems to find. However, it was obvious that if he didn’t finish it somehow, he would face the worst situation he never wanted to encounter in the office.
“Ah, Andre…a-ssi.”
He was already at that point. The hand knocking on the door was like that of someone with tremors. After knocking, the voice that didn’t come made Icanoth go crazy. The space between his pants was completely wet. His top was just long enough to barely cover it. If lifted, a prominent stain would be visible on the gray pants.
“Come in.”
“…”
Upon hearing that voice, my hand reaching for the doorknob hesitated. I didn’t want to enter. But if I didn’t go in, what would happen out here? Moreover, with my body building up with excitement, I couldn’t hold out much longer. Electricity rose from the hole where the vibration was felt most strongly. The same sensation sparked up my spine. Before reason could stop me, my hand opened the door and my body moved inside.
“It seems you’ve finished your work. Though Edik might need to fix things.”
The office, white throughout, felt cool as usual. Icanoth took an uncomfortable step forward. Andrea gestured toward the sofa. Two sofas faced each other with a low table between them. I walked, or rather crawled, and bent over. The object inside was vibrating severely since entering the office, making any position uncomfortable.
“Uu, uhu… huuugh.”
“You endured longer than I expected? I thought you would come in right away. I thought you would beg me.”
The voice drew closer. I thought Andrea would touch my body after leaving his seat, but he simply sat down opposite me. It was unexpected behavior.
“How do you feel now?”
Icanoth raised his head that had been lowered. The observing gaze seemed as cold as ever.
“I want to know how you’re feeling right now. Tell me, Icanoth.”
Though he said “tell me,” the way he rolled the remote control in his hand was clearly a threat. The sofa crumpled in Icanoth’s dry hands. My mouth instantly dried, and the area around my eyes and head was heating up.
“Hurry.”
Though I knew something terrible would happen if I didn’t speak, my lips wouldn’t easily open. I anxiously looked up at the hand holding the remote. Only just before the button was about to be pressed did a single sentence emerge.
“…Pai- painful. So… Ah?!”
“That doesn’t sound like a noise someone in pain would make.”
“Hu, aut, huu, ugh, hua, ak… ah!”
“Is that the sound you usually make when you’re in pain?”
As soon as I spoke, my waist and hips lifted. I don’t know how much it intensified, but with just one button pressed on the remote, Icanoth didn’t know what to do with his body and almost collapsed onto the table in front.
“Fix your posture. If it’s difficult, you can lean completely on the sofa, so I can see you well from my side.”
Thinking I wouldn’t be able to follow his order properly, he rose from his seat and approached from the side. My body, which had been lying face down, was suddenly tilted backward. Pressing down on my shoulders as if nailing them, he watched Icanoth fidgeting uncomfortably like someone being penetrated.
“Ah, aah, hungh, ha, hauugh… ungh…”
“This won’t do, I see.”
