Arin's Assistant.

Thank you, Mira

Weeks passed by without any incident. Arin and I smiled at each other and spoke like nothing ever happened while the others were around. Nothing more than a side hug in front of the rest of the grumps. Our friendship was presented as nothing more and nothing less.

I even got a bit closer to the rest of the team. My confidence shot up, and it seemed like everyone had noticed. It was fun to poke fun at Dan, I even got to help Allie out in the background.

Arin became calmer, his attitude shifted and he had to pretend to be a grump for the videos. It was nice to see a smile on his face more often. A weight was noticeably lifted on his shoulders and It felt nice to be the reason why.

Today was one of the more boring days. The weather was gross and rainy, one of the few times in California where it wasn’t picturesque. My eyes struggled to stay open as I stared at the screen. I only got halfway through this advertiser's email and the last two brain cells in my skull tried to connect the words together.

I almost didn’t realize that my phone buzzed until it almost fell off of my desk. I caught it and looked around, only to see Dan with a smirk on his face as he drank from a bottle of water.

Busted.

The screen lit up with a new notification, I swiped my thumb over the display to unlock my phone.

Arin - Work:

Come to my office.

Me:

Why?

Arin - Work:

I have a surprise for you. So hurry up.

I slid my phone into the waistband of my leggings and stood up. Whatever this was, this had to be better and more entertaining than a copy and paste email that some companies didn’t even try to personalize.

I knocked on the door and it slowly opened to reveal Arin with a large smile plastered on his face. I almost took a step back until he grabbed my arm and pulled me in. I tripped over his foot and landed chest first onto a chair.

I caught myself and looked up to a very confusing scene. The office lights were dim and the curtains closed. A beautifully decorated table sat in the middle of the room and I turned to face the man who no doubt planned this.

“What is all this?” Arin grabbed my hand and guided me to the chair where he pulled it away from the table enough for me to sit. I did just that, my mouth still opened from shock.

“Well, I never got to thank you for what you did for me a few weeks ago.” He lifted up a lid to reveal my favorite type of food.

“Italian?” I reached for a delicious garlic knot and bit into it happily. A satisfied moan escaped my lips and I looked across the table. There was only one plate set up.

“Aren’t you also eating?” A devious smile replaced the kind of one that Arin wore and I became more confused.

“Oh, I am.” Arin dropped down to his knees and before I could ask what he meant, he pulled me closer to the edge of the chair and yanked my leggings off in the process. My thin, skimpy underwear came off along with it.

I gasped softly and barely had time to register everything that happened in the short amount of time before Arin hurried his face between my legs and something warm and soft dampened my labia.

“Arin.” I rested my hand on the top of his head and decided to let it play out. It had been so long since a man had gone down on me. I had started to take it personally, but Arin’s eagerness pushed away the uneasy thoughts I had.

“You taste so good,” he confirmed. Suddenly, my newfound confidence flew out the window. I became tense and stiff, and Arin noticed.

“Calm down, Miranda. I got you.” He pressed kisses to the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, and it tickled a little. His facial hair scratched me a little, but it felt nice. I took a steady, deep breath and closed my eyes.

“Please don’t fake it this time.” I nodded shyly. Arin must have known I faked my last orgasm with him. I laced my fingers in his hair and spread my legs further apart. His tongue darted straight to my c**t and I gasped once more.

My whole body tensed up once more before Arin kissed my thighs again. He started off slow and gentle. Small kitten licks that made me shudder in pleasure. Arin grabbed my leg and helped me move it onto his shoulder. His hand placed his tongue for a moment until it slipped inside of me and this tongue returned to my folds.

I groaned as his finger slowly slid in and out with ease. My natural lubrication made it embarrassingly easy for him to maneuver. The tip of his tongue now moved in slow circles, but f**k I could not tell if they were clockwise or counterclockwise. All I could understand was that it felt amazing to have someone take their time.

Maybe it had been too long, but I couldn’t keep any semblance of composure. My eyes fluttered from open to close as my mouth hung open. I rested my free hand on my mouth to stop myself from literally drooling.

Arin’s hand came up to pull my hand away and lace his fingers with mine. My mind went blank as his mouth did things that I didn’t even know he could do. A jolt of pleasure shot down my spine and I bucked my hips involuntarily.

Arin’s finger curled and teased my g-stop over and over again and he moved his tongue faster and continuously on my sensitive nub.

“A-Arin.” I moaned breathlessly, Arin chuckled and pulled back for a moment, only to use his thumb to tease me more as he took a deep breath.

“So pretty.” He muttered before his head came back. I yanked on his hair once more as he went back to soft kitten licks. My orgasm started to build in the bottom of my stomach and I whined.

“Don’t stop. Right there.” My hips bucked forward once more before Arin pulled his hand away from mine to hold my hip against the chair.

“Keep going.” I moaned lewdly as the knot grew bigger and bigger. The sensation of my release building caused me to forget how to breathe.

I pulled Arin’s hair roughly as I bit down on my hand to stop the scream of pleasure that wanted to come out as I came on Arin’s tongue. My body shook violently as I finished. I gasped desperately, my brain needed oxygen.

“Oh, fuck.” I held onto the back of the chair as Arin stood up with a proud smile on his face.

“Was that a real orgasm?” I nodded wordlessly and Arin's fist pumped into the air before coming back towards his body. I rolled my eyes playfully and Arin turned to the bathroom.

I focused on my breath, my heartbeat erratic and wild in my chest. I reached out for the water as Arin walked back into the room.

“I’m really glad you enjoyed yourself.” I lifted up the round tin of garlic knots as I sipped on the glass of water Arin had put out.

“Yes, now please eat with me.” Arin took one and sat across from me in the other chair.

“Okay, although eating you was more fun.” He winked, his smile still bright on his face.

“Oh hush,” I opened the pizza box under the garlic knots and handed him a slice.

“How did you know this was my favorite type of pizza?” I took a bite of my own and now it was Arin’s turn to blush.

“I might have stalked your i********: page.” I laughed at how easily we could make each other blush.

“Creep,”

“Not even going to deny it.”