We Meet Again [18+] | BxB

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑

⚠️!SMUT WARNING!⚠️

As they walked side by side, Damian couldn't help but notice the subtle glances Asher cast in his direction.

Asher's eyes briefly lingered on Damian's figure, his gaze momentarily fixating particularly on Damian's ass. Damian caught the look and raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Like what you see, Mr. Cheney?" Damian teased, his voice laced with amusement as he deliberately emphasized each step, knowing Asher's eyes were on him.

Asher smirked slightly, "You know I do," he replied, his tone light and playful.

Their banter continued as they reached Asher's private office, the atmosphere brimming with a playful energy that hinted at something more. As they settled in, the tension between them palpable, it was clear that the professional facade they wore during the meeting had begun to melt away, giving rise to a more intimate connection.

Damian leaned against the desk, his eyes locking with Asher's as he reached out to brush a stray strand of hair from Asher's face. The touch sent a jolt of electricity through them both, igniting a fire that had been simmering beneath the surface for far too long.

Without a word, Asher closed the distance between them, his lips capturing Damian's in a heated kiss that left them both breathless. The passion between them was undeniable, their desire for each other burning bright as they lost themselves in each other's arms.

In that moment, nothing else mattered but the two of them, their connection growing stronger with each passing second. And as they finally pulled away, their eyes locked in a mutual understanding that this was just the beginning of something incredible.

Damian smirked against Asher's lips. "I knew you couldn't resist me," Damian teased, his voice low and husky with desire.

Asher's eyes sparkled with mischief as he ran his hands up Damian's chest, a knowing smile on his lips. "Who said I was trying to resist?" he replied, his tone playful as he leaned in for another searing kiss.

Their banter only fueled the fire between them, the heat of their passion igniting every touch and every caress. Lost in each other, they gave in to the undeniable pull, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony as they explored the depths of their desire.

Damian couldn't believe how quickly things had escalated between him and Asher - one moment they were discussing business strategies and the next they were locked in a passionate embrace. But he couldn't deny the intense desire he felt for Asher, or the way his body responded to every touch from the man he tried to pickpocket.

As they pulled away from their kiss, Damian's eyes lingered on Asher's lips, still tingling from their kiss. He couldn't help but wonder what else Asher was capable of - what other secrets he was hiding beneath his polished exterior.

Asher seemed to sense Damian's thoughts, his eyes darkening as he leaned in once again. "I still have your permission, right?"

Asher stood tall and commanding, his eyes fixed on Damian as he asked for permission. Damian hesitated, his heart racing as he tried to find the words to grant Asher what he wanted. But finally, he nodded his head, his eyes locked on Asher's as he whispered, "Yes, you do."

Asher's lips curled into a smirk as he saw the submission in Damian's eyes. He knew that Damian was always one to fight back, but when it came to Asher, he didn't.

He took Damian's hands and pinned them above his head, causing him to lie down on his desk. Damian's breath caught in his throat as Asher's hand trailed down his chest, sending shivers through his body. Asher's touch was electric, sending sparks through Damian's veins.