They're sure half the staff knows already. After Ginger started spamming the group chat—their phone is still whirring within the pile of clothes abandoned on the floor—they wouldn't be surprised if a bunch of them have already piled up on the other side of the locked door, listening intently to the bratty Princess Freyja getting nasty with their new boss.
Let them hear. Let them hear how good Molloy makes them feel, how his tongue alone has them gasping and whining for more, squirming in his grasp. When he finally permits them to come—this time, he teases, just like he does online, edging them until they cry—Kurt is beside themself with need, rocking helplessly into the fingers toying with their leaking cock, bucking into his hand.
"Thank you, D-Daddy, thank you—! Ah, hah, y-yes—!" He's barely even been inside them yet, barely even touched them, but the first time Corrigan Molloy makes them come is the most dizzying pleasure of their life. They make a mess of themself, of Molloy's hand, Molloy's lap, clenching around his fingers and tongue with a keening moan.
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Let them hear. Let them hear how good Molloy makes them feel, how his tongue alone has them gasping and whining for more, squirming in his grasp. When he finally permits them to come—this time, he teases, just like he does online, edging them until they cry—Kurt is beside themself with need, rocking helplessly into the fingers toying with their leaking cock, bucking into his hand.
"Thank you, D-Daddy, thank you—! Ah, hah, y-yes—!" He's barely even been inside them yet, barely even touched them, but the first time Corrigan Molloy makes them come is the most dizzying pleasure of their life. They make a mess of themself, of Molloy's hand, Molloy's lap, clenching around his fingers and tongue with a keening moan.