Cutie Cumpire Goes to Work [MF]

[*Original Short: Cutie Cumpire Goes to the Movies*](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/pa4y2o/wp_its_well_known_cum_is_an_alternative_for_blood/ha4jk39?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[*Part 1: Cutie Cumpire and the Subreddit*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pbqgbz/cutie_cumpire_and_the_subreddit_msolomfexhib/)

[*Part 2: Cutie Cumpire and the Sticky Keys*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pbr2n4/cutie_cumpire_and_the_sticky_keys_msolo_mf_exhib/)

[*Part 3: Cutie Cumpire Gets Sextual*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pbrfhg/cutie_cumpire_gets_sextual_fsolo_mf_exhib/)

[*Part 4: Cutie Cumpire and the First Date*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pbru4w/cutie_cumpire_and_the_first_date/)

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***

Nora and Jasper met up again on Friday. And Saturday. Jasper had agreed to help his mom with her gardening on Sunday, but they saw each other again on Monday. And Tuesday. And then later that week, they exchanged phone numbers. The next week, they traded addresses.

And then just like that, they were dating. Boyfriend/girlfriend in-real-life dating.

Their sexting was undiminished. And Nora was being particularly brazen on a Tuesday afternoon.

Jasper: *C’mon Nora, you can’t do this to me…*

Nora: *Why?* 😈

Jasper: *I can’t have an erection at work all day!*

Nora: *Deal with it.*

Jasper: *I would, but I don’t think you want this all going down the drain.*

Nora: *No!* 😡 *don’t waste my cum!*

Jasper: *Then stop sending me pictures of your ass!*

Nora: *then stop looking at them* 😈

Jasper: *You know I can’t…*

Nora: 🍑🍑🍑

Jasper: *I actually don’t think I can make it through the day* 😣 *I have a client meeting this afternoon…*

Nora: 😭 *fineeee*

Jasper looped his hoodie over his arm and stood stiffly from his desk. It looked weird, but at least it wasn’t as obscene as his cock throbbing in the front of his jeans. He went the long way around the office hallway to the private bathroom on the far side and silently begged forgiveness from his nonbinary coworkers.

And then he was in the bathroom with the door locked and one hand on his cock, the other texting Nora, and he moaned with relief.

He sent her a short video of his throbbing cock.

She texted back immediately.

Nora: *No fair!!!*

Jasper: *I think it’s only fair. You’ve been sending me pictures of your ass all day!*

Nora: *This is different!!!*

Jasper: *yeah, you did this to me and you deserve it* 😈

Nora didn’t respond right away, and Jasper settled into his stroking. He still hadn’t figured out exactly where he was going to cum—toilet paper was not going to cut it—but the sink was probably his best option. For now, he leaned back against the wall and flipped back to the pictures of Nora’s ass.

Then a new message suddenly scrolled his view down again.

Nora: *Is there a window in that bathroom?*

Jasper glanced up. There was a small window for ventilation, but it was closed and high to the ceiling.

Jasper: *Yeah but nowhere big enough for a person to climb through.*

Nora: *I’ll be right there.*

Jasper: *Yeah, I’m not gonna be able to buzz you in like this. We’re past the point of no return here.*

Nora didn’t respond.

She probably got distracted or realized that she had actual work to do. Jasper sank bank into his stroking and sent a few more teasing messages and a snap of his tip dripping, but Nora still didn’t reply.

Then there was a soft thud like a knock at the door, and Jasper froze. How long had it been? The sound came again, but it was opposite from the door. Curiosity temporarily attenuated Jasper’s arousal, and he carefully edged towards the window.

Something dark and small thudded against it again. A confused bird? It approached again, and he saw the distinct silhouette of little finger-like wings. And then Jasper, math genius that he was, put two and two together.

“Shit!” He scurried over to the window, not even bothering to put his dick away, and spun the handle to crank the window open. The little bat fluttered in, and then in a blurry fountain of black sparkles like a party popper, Nora stood before him with her hands on her hips.

“You didn’t think to open the window, asshole?”

Before Jasper could reply, her nostrils flared and her eyes turned down to the pre-cum dripping from his tip, and then with supernatural quickness she was kneeling before him, her mouth around his cock.

“H-hi to you too,” Jasper huffed. But then Nora swallowed around him and his indignation turned to a moan as crackled down his limbs.

His hips thrust reflexively, the movement and the tight heat of Nora’s throat tipping him over the edge all too quickly. He gasped and poured down her throat, spurting hard with every thrust. She squeezed his balls for good measure, and absolutely emptied him.

Jasper leaned heavily against the wall, body struggling to recover from the amount of fluid he’d just lost.

Nora stood, wiped off her mouth. “That flight’s not bad. I can do that any time. Just open the window next time, okay asshole?” And then Nora winked, shifted back into a bat, and fluttered out the window.

Jasper took a deep breath, texted Nora a heart emoji, put his dick away, splashed cold water on his face, and headed back out into the office.

An office where it was now going to be much, much harder to not think about sex.

***

The next morning, despite his best efforts to be a functioning employee, Jasper couldn’t stop thinking about Nora and he ended up in the same bathroom again. This time, he opened the window first. But Nora didn’t seem to take the bait—she hadn’t responded after his text complaining that he wouldn’t make it to lunch.

Maybe she was busy? He hadn’t exactly planned this. In fact, not even making it to lunch time was embarrassing! He hadn’t even looked at any pictures! Just thinking about Nora at all… it was Pavlovian at this point.

He took a deep breath and slowed his stroking, tried to just enjoy the sensation. Maybe if he could just stroke for a bit and calm himself down without cumming, he could last until lunch time…

What Jasper *actually* did was edge himself four times while waiting for Nora to reply. So much for promising to never occupy the private bathroom for too long. He was panting and sweaty and dizzy with arousal. He could hardly see straight. He should really just cum first and ask for forgiveness later, but… Jasper groaned as he edged another time. He just… he didn’t want to disappoint Nora…

His phone buzzed, and he nearly jumped out of his skin. But he didn’t stop stroking. In fact, even the idea of his boss walking in on him didn’t bother him at that moment—that’s how far gone he was.

Nora: *Fuck, sorry! sales call ran over. I forgive you tho*

It was a struggle to focus enough to type the reply, but Jasper managed.

Jasper: *I didn’t yet*

Nora: *fuck, seriously? it’s been 45 minutes!*

Jasper: *uh… yeah…*

Nora: *Do you think you can hang in two more mins?*

Jasper: *I’m really really close, I’ve edged like five times now, but I’ll do my best*

Nora: *Worst case I’ll just lick u off the floor ;)*

Pre-cum burst from Jasper’s tip. He grimaced and snatched his hand back from his cock, growling until the spasms faded.

Jasper: *Not helping!*

Nora: *Sorry! I’ll be right there! Hang in there big guy~*

Jasper tried to keep his hand off of his cock, but he only managed that for thirty seconds. He stroked himself as slowly as he could, but it was still more than enough stimulation to send his head spinning. He teetered on the edge, pre-cum dribbling from his tip as his balls and prostate throbbed. Was it possible to overdose on endorphins? He felt like he might, like his body was melting, like he might lose his capacity for rational thought if he lingered there any longer.

He was losing it. His breathing was quickening, and he couldn’t slow it. His balls felt so tight, like they might burst if he waited another second.

He didn’t think she could see her phone while she was on the wing, but it was the only thing that was going to keep him from tipping over the edge.

*Hurry* *fuck, Nora, I’m so fucking close* *please hurry*

And then he was saying it, whispering it under his breath as he couldn’t force himself to stop stroking, couldn’t fight the pleasure that bloomed in slow-motion. “Nora, fuck, please hurry… hurry…”

And then she appeared before him, kneeling with her mouth open under his tip, and he wasn’t sure if he was hallucinating or not, but he was begging, “Hurry, fuck, Nora I’m cumming, I’m cumming!”

Jasper fractured as the dam burst and he poured into her mouth, her blue eyes turned up at him and shining, her hot breath on his cock, her tongue pressed up under his tip. Right before her mouth overflowed, she gulped him down and then closed around him, sucking down the rest of his orgasm as he pumped his shaft, her tongue swirling under his tip.

“Nora… oh fuck, Nora… I’m still… I’m still cumming…” It was like every orgasm he’d denied himself had backed up in a queue and worked its way out now, and he just kept filling her mouth and she just kept swallowing him.

Until finally, *finally*, Jasper shuddered to a stop.

Nora rocked back to sit on her heels, also panting. She looked up at him with those bright blue eyes.

Her expression was so intense that Jasper worried she might be about to scold him, to tell him he shouldn’t cut it so close, that he was an idiot with shit timing, especially as she shot to her feet.

But then her mouth was on his and he was kissing her back, and she was grinding on his legs, and his fingers were behind her soaked panties and curling up into her sex, and she was moaning, panting, cumming as hard as he had.

And then they held each other close as their hearts slowed.

“That was so hot,” Nora said.

“Y-yeah,” Jasper said.

Nora checked her watch. “Shit, I’m gonna be late for my next call!” She kissed him on the cheek. “Talk to you soon!”

Five minutes later, when Jasper was sneaking down the back stairway so that he could slip out and come back with a coffee to hide exactly where he’d been for nearly an hour, his phone buzzed.

Nora: *Fuck, I didn’t think this could get any hotter, but I hadn’t seen these yet. We’re doing that again. Except I want to be there the whole time.*

Jasper couldn’t help the dumb grin spreading across his face. He’d only ever hoped for someone who’d put up with his… quirks. That Nora seemed to actually like them… it didn’t seem possible to be so lucky.

Jasper: *I dunno, I might actually die*

Nora: *That’s a risk I’m willing to take*

Jasper: *Wouldn’t you miss me?*

Nora: *We both know you’d come back as a ghost and give me plenty of ectoplasm* 👻

Jasper snorted a laugh as he pushed out through the staircase door and into the warm afternoon. And then he realized something that made his stomach lurch up into his ribcage.

He wrote, *I love you*

Then he lengthened it to, *I love your sense of humor*

And then he dug deep, found his spine, straightened it, shortened the message back to *I love you* and hit send. He stuffed his phone in his pocket, resolving to not stare at it like an idiot, and headed towards the coffee shop.

It buzzed immediately, and he stopped short and yanked it out. So much for not being pathetic.

Nora: *haha, ur such a nerd*

Jasper held his breath.

Nora: *I love u* 😘

Jasper read the message again. And a third time. Not *I love it*, but *I love you*.

Jasper sent a heart emoji, took a deep breath, put his phone away, and went to order the fanciest fucking coffee on the menu to celebrate.

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