Xavier smiled faintly, eyes never leaving hers. "You work too much," he murmured, leaning close enough for his breath to brush her cheek. "Consider this a bonus."

Her composure faltered for a second—the kind of crack that made her seem human beneath all that control.

"You really think you can just walk in here and—"

"I don't think," he cut in smoothly, "I know."

Angel exhaled sharply, but it wasn't annoyance this time. It was something heavier. She stood from the couch, close enough now that their shadows merged on the wall.

"Fine," she said, voice quiet but steady. "Let's see what your version of payment looks like."

Her tone was a challenge. His grin was an answer.

He didn't answer. He just pulled her in, their lips meeting hard, the kind of kiss that shut down thought. Her hands went to his chest, his to her waist. The chair rolled back, bumping into the table, but neither cared. Papers fell, lights dimmed, and the quiet room turned hot fast.

Angel tried to say something, but he caught her mouth again, deeper this time. Whatever work she had lined up, whatever numbers she was crunching—none of it mattered now. She gave in, dragging him closer as the "transaction" began.

After kissing for a few minutes, they finally stopped.

Angel leaned back against the couch, chest rising, her hair a little messy, eyes still locked on him. "That was your payment?" she said, half teasing, half breathless. "I think I deserve something bigger for my effort."

Xavier raised a brow, a small smirk pulling at the corner of his lips. "Bigger, huh?"

"Yeah," she said softly, her tone shifting, a mix of bold and shy. "You can afford it."

He stepped closer, slow, eyes tracing every inch of her like he was memorizing her. His hands found their way to her shoulders, fingers sliding down her arms, over her curves. The room got quieter—just the sound of their breathing filling it.

Angel's confidence faltered for a second. She tried to look away, but he tilted her chin up. "You know," he said, voice low, "you're perfect."

She didn't reply, just bit her lip, heat crawling up her face.

He kissed her again, softer this time. His hands wandered, exploring, drawing small gasps from her as he took his time. She leaned into his touch, her body answering before her words did.

Xavier's gaze darkened, scanning Angel's body with slow attention as he stepped closer. "Damn," he muttered, voice low and rough, letting the admiration linger. "You've got a body made to drive someone insane."

Angel shivered, trying to shrink back. "X-Xavier… don't…" she whispered, voice shaky.

"Shh," he said, his hands brushing her shoulders and down her arms. "Relax. I'm just… admiring."

He started unbuttoning her clothes, each piece falling to the floor. Angel's cheeks flushed red. "I… I'm not used to this…"

"You'll get used to it," Xavier murmured, pressing his hands against her breasts, rolling and squeezing. "God… so soft… so perfect."

Angel moaned softly, biting her lip. "X-Xavier…"

His hands slid lower to cup her ass, squeezing and kneading. "And this… damn… you feel incredible," he said, thumbs grazing her inner thighs. "Every curve… every inch…"

"Now," she whispered, eyes flicking down, "should we… finish the connection?"

He raised a brow. "Are you sure you can handle it?"

Angel's hand finally drifted lower, guided by a mix of desperation and desire. She brushed against the front of his pants, her fingers fumbling but sure enough to make him groan.

With a little struggle and boldness, she unzipped him, freeing his thick, hard length. She wrapped her hand around him, slowly stroking, watching him shiver under her touch.

"Just like that," he groaned, his hands tangling in her hair. "God… you feel amazing…"

Then she leaned down and took him into her mouth, tentative at first, sloppy and amateur but eager. Xavier's low moans filled the air. "Fuck… that's it… just like that…"

Angel licked and kissed him, lips and tongue exploring. "Ah… X-Xavier…" she whimpered.

"Deeper…" he urged, voice thick. "Take it all… just like that… don't stop."

She gagged slightly, but her eagerness pushed her forward. "I… I'm trying…"

Xavier gripped Angel's hair tighter, pulling her closer. "Open up," he commanded, voice low and dangerous, and she obeyed instinctively, lips parting.

Angel gagged slightly as he pushed deeper. "X-Xavier…" she choked, eyes watering, but her hands clutched at his hips, holding on.

"Shh… don't talk," he growled, thrusting into her mouth harder, each motion sloppy and wet. "That's it… take it… good girl…"

She coughed, gagged, tried to adjust, but he didn't relent. "You feel so fucking tight… God, look at you… you wanted this, didn't you?"

"I… I… yes…" she gasped, tears in her eyes, saliva dripping down her chin.

"Good," he said, roughly guiding her rhythm now. "Take me… all of me… yeah, just like that… keep going…"

Her movements became more confident, sloppy enthusiasm turning into a little rhythm, but still raw. Xavier groaned, slapping her cheek lightly as he forced her head forward. "You feel so good… goddamn… your mouth… so warm… I'm losing it…"

He grunted as he started to spill, his hips jerking hard. "Fuck… oh fuck… yeah…"

Angel whimpered against him, gagging as he came, some spurting onto her face. "There… take it… all of it…" he rasped, and then pulled back slightly, demanding, "Open your mouth… tongue out… now!"

She obeyed, lips trembling, eyes wide. He continued, thrusting into her mouth as he emptied his balls fully, warm and wet, spilling down her throat and face.

"Swallow… everything… don't waste a drop," he growled, his hands gripping her head and shoulders, forcing her to stay in place.

Angel choked and gagged, eyes tearing, but she obeyed, swallowing every drop, her body trembling from the intensity of it all.

Xavier finally pulled out, breathing hard, watching her with dark amusement. "See… that's what I think of you," he said, smirking. "And don't think this was gentle… I like seeing that little fire in you when I take control."

Angel coughed, gasping for air, face flushed crimson, hair wet and clinging to her skin. "X-Xavier… that… that was… intense…"

"Damn right it was," he muttered, smirking as he wiped her face lightly. "And don't forget… you wanted me to fuck you that night, but you weren't ready. Today… you learned a little more about what you wanted, didn't you? I wasn't this rough last time."

She could only nod, cheeks burning hotter, eyes wide and flustered.

"I think…" She licked her lips and locked her eyes with Xavier. "I want my full payment today."

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