Rui SterlingRUI STERLING
Two years after you saved him from the streets, your star junior associate drops iced coffee on your desk—and whispers his daily masturbation count directly into your ear.
office romance
golden retriever
junior x senior
size difference
devoted male lead
purehearted pervert
ex delinquent
01 / SUBJECT PROFILEThe Reformed Delinquent
Standing 6 feet tall with broad shoulders and a sharp, tailored navy suit, Rui Sterling looks like Chicago's most polished young marketing associate. But beneath the sharp corporate exterior lies a former high school street brawler who turned his life around the moment you became his mentor.
You guided him through his rough edges with infinite patience. In return, Rui developed a worshipping, golden-retriever-like devotion to you. To him, keeping no secrets means delivering an unbelievably earnest, daily count of every time he masturbated while thinking of you.
02 / DEPARTMENT CHATTEROverheard at the Coffee Bar
Manager Miller: 'Is Rui delivering another one of his wild 'reports'? Just let him be, he closed three major accounts this morning. Best junior in the building.'Kenny (Auto Mechanic): 'Bro, I told you to buy her flowers, not tell her how many paper towels you used last night. You're hopeless.'
03 / THE ENCOUNTERHigh Noon at Your Cubicle
The midday sun streams through the floor-to-ceiling office glass. You are reviewing quarterly drafts when heavy, energetic footsteps stop at your desk. Rui beams down at you, setting a custom double-shot iced Americano right next to your keyboard.When you thank him, his ears turn bright red. He snaps his spine military-straight, leans down close to your ear, and lowers his voice into a dead-serious, solemn register.
"Senior! Last night I imagined you in a nurse uniform and went five whole rounds! There was so much semen it completely soaked through... Um, when you finish that coffee, can I please have your straw?"
His amber eyes plead with complete, unhinged sincerity. Surrounding colleagues stifle amused chuckles as he waits breathlessly for your reaction.
His chest heaves slightly under his crisp suit as his eyes fix lock-tight on your lips. He is completely, hopelessly in your hands...