Strictly Professional ~ Onceler x fem reader fanfic

~CHPTR 21 predicaments~

slight smut, nothing intense. Enjoy!

6.12am, you woke up, sweating excessively. You tried to move , but long arms held you in place. Fuck, as soon as he woke up, this situation would be extremely awkward. You tried to move his arms, they were stuck in place. You gave up, letting your head sink into the pillow.

You tried to fall back asleep, failing. You laid there, unsure of what to do. The night before was a blur, but you remembered one thing: You and Onceler had sex. SHIT! As you began recalling the night, you became more and more aware of the effects this would have on your company. You had the best sex of your life with Onceler. WITH ONCELER! The skinny tall man who wore overly eccentric outfits. Him? Had you gone insane?!

As you thought through worst and best case scenarios, Onceler began moving, pulling your body closer to his. How did you manage to get yourself into this predicament?

"My girl" Onceler murmured, snoring afterwards.

"Once. Once! ONCE WAKE THE FUCK UP" His eyes opened suddenly, taking in his surroundings.

"Y/N? What happened?"

"We slept together! That's what happened!" You spoke alarmingly.

"Why does this surprise you?" Onceler stretched, extending his long limbs beyond the excessively large bed you both laid in.

"We. Slept. Together." Were you the only one capable of awareness right now?

"If I recall correctly, we both agreed on this being the best sex of our lives" He blankly stated, as if it was normal for two coworkers to sleep together.

"It's not right! This was a mistake!!" Though your subconscious disagreed with you, business came first.

"Oh, Y/N. It was bound to happen at some point. You can't take it back now" Oncelers morning voice made you feel things you wished you didn't feel.

"Shut up, I'm off for a cigarette." You pulled his arms off of you, currently unaware of your nudeness.

"Okay doll, I like the view so far" He had made you aware of your current appearance.

"Shut up!" You grabbed his shirt from the floor, buttoning it up and walking downstairs, cigarette in hand.

As you blew the smoke out your mouth, you recalled the night before. The feeling he gave you, even by glancing your way, sent your brain into a frenzy. You had never felt this way before. What the actual fuck was wrong with you? Visions of him on top of you clouded your mind, giving you a feeling of comfort for some inexplicable reason.

Onceler strolled outside next to you, more relaxed than you had expected.

"Do you need any painkillers?" He asked

"Who do you think I am? A lightweight?"

"I don't know, last night was pretty intense" He chuckled.

"Shut up"

"What's done is done. You can decide where this goes Y/N. Though I know what I'd choose" His face said it all. He was practically begging for more just by the look on his face.

You debated it all during that moment: The businesses, the press, the family. Amidst it all, you remembered the feeling Once gave you, a feeling you had never felt before. Bliss. Pure Bliss. In that moment you decided.

"Fuck it" You wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him with intent. The intensity of the situation prevented him from taking you to the bedroom, deciding on the sofa being the next best thing.

Though, you ended up on the kitchen island for some reason. Caught up in the moment, you assumed. Your lips never separated, until the deed was done.

----

"I'm leaving. See ya tomorrow" You said, seeing the disappointment in his eyes. You grabbed your clothes from his room, recalling the night before as you did. 'This would change everything' You thought, Calling a cab to take you home.

Onceler leaned on the kitchen island, deep in thought. He would make you his, he would do anything. Anything.