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cubicle (overtime josiah x fem! reader)

"And tell him to hurry the hell up! I have an important email that needs to be answered in the next few hours!"

You jump as your co-worker throws a water bottle down at your feet.

Kicking it to the side, you get up and make your way to the other side of the office.

It was pretty clear the whole office hated him. Your friend, Josiah, that is.

When you first started out at the dreaded job, he was the only person who was kind towards you.

Sometimes you wondered if it was because you were the only woman or if he just had a caring personality.

Shrugging it off, you walk over to the man, tapping his shoulder.

Putting his headset down, the tired looking male spins his chair around and smiles.

"What's up, Y/N? You wanna play Warzone with me?"

"Uh, maybe another time." You reply.

"Oh. Then what do you need?"

He looks up at you and you hesitate to tell him for a second before speaking.

"Well, you see, Michael just told me to tell you that he needs his USB cord back. He says he has an important document on his phone that he needs to email in a few hours."

The dark-haired man blinks and shakes his head.

"Damn. I just remembered I threw it away with my lunch."

"You what?!"

"Chill Y/N, it's not your problem."

"I know but the rest of the company is blaming me for being your friend and it's beginning to stress me out a bit."

"Soooo, what're you trying to say? You don't wanna be my friend anymore?"

"No, no, no! It's just that I'd like if you told Michael that you accidentally threw his USB cord away."

Josiah smiles and nods.

"Of course. I can do that."

He stands up and stretches, a couple of bones in his body popping.

You follow him to the other side of the room where Michael sat with his arms folded.

"Well?" The angry man asks.

"Well what?"

Your slight smile quickly fades as Josiah starts to piss the man off even more.

"You dumbass, where the hell is my USB?!"

The prankster raises a brow before smirking.

"It's where you belong. The trash, buddy."

"THE WHAT?!"

Michael jumps up and grabs the man's collar.

"You fucking idiot! Hurry the hell up and find it before the garbage truck empties the trash for today!"

As if on que, a beeping noise rings from down below.

Rushing over to the window, the frustrated man gasps in horror upon seeing the huge garbage bin being emptied into the truck.

"Ooooo, sorry about that, champ."

Eyes widening, Michael turns around and attempts to punch Josiah.

He quickly dodges and the punch lands on you instead.

You stumble back into a cubicle and knock down a coffee cup, hearing the glass break.

"Hey! Do you realize that was the only thing I had to keep me sane today?!"

Covering your bloody nose, you look up at the angry man and quickly apologize, promising to buy him a new one.

"No, no. I don't need anything more from a woman. Goodness, always messing everything up!"

He throws his hands up and heads to the small coffee area.

"Well, at least I hit one of you idiots."

"Leave her out of this. It's my fault that I threw away the damn thing."

You look up at Josiah, who quickly leads you to the nearest restroom.

"I'm sorry I got you into this mess." The male says, tilting your head back.

"It's alright, I'll be fine. You can go back and play Warzone, I'll handle this."

Honestly, you were a bit embarrassed to have anyone looking at you in your current state, which included Josiah.

"Huh?"

"I have everything under control. Go back and enjoy your game."

You take the paper towel from him and hold it over your nose, pointing towards the door.

"Uh, are you sure?" He asks, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Yes, yes! Just go!"

He shrugs and walks out of the restroom, and you breathe a sigh of relief.

--- 30 minutes later ---

You tilt your head down for the fifth time, smiling.

The bleeding had officially stopped but probably not the resentment your fellow co-workers had towards you.

"Once one employees day is ruined, so is everyone else's." Is their favorite slogan.

Except the employees excluded you and Josiah.

Walking out of the restroom, you look around and stop, nothing no one was in the room.

"Uh, hello? Is anyone in here?"

Walking around, you check each cubicle only to realize not a soul was sitting in at least one.

"Maybe there's a meeting going on. I'd better check."

You look into the office, no one in there either.

"Uh, well this is weird."

Walking out of the room, you head towards the elevator, going down to the floor below.

It opens and you walk out, examining the area.

But still. No one.

"Hello! Anyone here?!" You call out.

Suddenly, the lights flicker off and you jump, quickly taking your phone out of your pocket and turning the flash on.

"Man, this is ridiculous. I've never wanted to see my co-workers until-

Stopping mid-sentence, you look down in horror at the literal murder scene in front of your feet.

Looking up, you come face to face with Josiah, who stood over the boss.

He held a knife in his hand and you wondered if you should back away or stay still in case he tried to kill you.

"Uh, this is pretty weird, huh?"

You nod and the male starts to walk over to you.

Slowly backing away, you watch the knife in his hand fall to the ground.

"See, I won't harm you."

"How do I know if you don't have another weapon on you?!" You ask, stumbling into a wall.

"You're quite the clumsy type, aren't you, Y/N?"

Suddenly your phone's light goes off, a dead battery symbol appearing on the screen.

"ARE YOU SERIOUS?!"

A cold hand touches your face and you jump.

"It's alright, Y/N."

Turning his own phone's flash on, Josiah waves at you with his blood-stained hand.

"Come on, how about we go back up and play some Warzone?"

You nod in agreement, hoping the man wouldn't kill you.

Following him back into the office, you plug your phone into his charger as he pulls up another chair, only to realize that both his and yours wouldn't fit.

"Ah, that's too bad."

"It's fine, I'll sit on the floor." You quickly reply.

"Nah, a lady can't sit on the floor."

He sits down in his chair, before patting his lap.

"Sit here instead."

You look down at your shoes before looking back up.

"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you."

He smiles and nods.

"Jeez Y/N, you can't hurt me. You're too fragile."

He pulls you onto him, and you feel a big heat rush through your body.

"There's no way this is happening. This man has literally just killed off the entire office and here I am being a-

"Look, I even brought you an extra controller so we can tag team."

You thank him and take it, Josiah wrapping his arms around your waist.

A quick wetness fills the bottom of your panties and you look around, hoping the man wouldn't notice.

"You gotta pee, Y/N?"

"N-no!"

"So then why'd I feel something damp on my thigh?"

He looks up at you with a smirk and one raised eyebrow.

"I don't know why!" You exclaim. "Look, the startup screen loaded."

Rolling his eyes, the man tosses both controllers onto his keyboard.

"We're not playing until you tell me why. I'd like to help solve the problem, Y/N."

Rubbing his hand on your inner thigh, you start to shake a bit.

"Okay. When you wrapped your arms around me it felt nice."

"Mhm. Keep going."

"And, uh, I really-

His hand stops at the entrance of your panties.

"You really what, Y/N? C'mon, don't be shy. It's good to speak your mind, something you've barely done."

"Huh?"

"Think about it, you used to let all those misogynists run over you like you were a dead animal in the middle of the road."

He chuckles, pulling your panties off and dangling them in your face.

"Hell, you even let a no-name like me get the best of you."

"No I haven't! See, now you're just-

The dark-haired male puts a finger over your lips.

"You could've easily told me that we were done being friends but you didn't because I was nice to you."

Your eyes widen a bit and he tilts his head.

"Yeah, Y/N. I'm not as dumb as I probably look."

"Goodness, Josiah. I never said you were-

Feeling three fingers insert into your womanhood, a loud moan escapes your lips and you cover your mouth.

"Be as loud as you want, babygirl. Not like anyone can hear us anyway."

He moves both of your hands away from your mouth, putting your arms above your head before continuing to stretch your tight vagina out with his other hand.

Stopping, the man quickly undoes his belt, pulling both his pants and boxers down a bit.

He grabs your waist and adjusts himself inside of you, all while making eye contact.

"Ahhh, your pussy has a bit of a grip to it, hmm?"

You turn away and he turns your head back forward.

He leans forward and kisses your lips, as you slowly move your hips in a circle.

Josiah pulls away, sliding his hand down to your waist.

"I'm sure you want more than that, Y/N."

He starts to thrust up and down, causing everyone of your assets to bounce, making you somewhat embarrassed.

Letting go of your hands, the man grabs the other side of your waist, thrusting even faster.

You wrap your arms around his neck, putting your face into the crook of it.

Moaning into his neck, the male smirks, rubbing your back.

"You know how good that feels, Y/N? So good that I should consider giving you a baby as a thank you."

"Faster, please!" You reply, ignoring every word he just said.

"BRRINGGGG!"

You look up as the male kept going and turn to your phone.

"Caller ID: Mom." Josiah reads.

"It's her birthday today. Can...I answer?"

He shrugs and you quickly pick up the phone.

"HAPPY, UMPH, BIRTHDAY MAMA!"

"Thank you, Y/N! I really hope I'm not disturbing you right now."

All of a sudden, Josiah pushes you onto his desk and lifting both of your arms above your head, slamming them on the small wall behind you.

He puts the phone on speaker and you shake your head no.

"Y/N? Is everything alright?"

"Yes, mama! Everything's alright, I'm just doing some sh-shopping!"

Picking up his pace, Josiah begins to quickly hit your g-spot and you let out a moan.

"Y/N? Are you sure you can talk right now?"

"Of course, mama! I'm fine! W-what're you planning on d-doing today?!"

"Well, your father is taking me out to a nice dinner and then we're going to see a movie afterwards."

"Sounds fun! I wish I could attend!"

Your legs tighten around the male and he leans forward, putting a hand around your neck.

Your mother giggles from the other side of the phone.

"Yes, but it's also important that you focus on your career as well. Even if I hadn't received any gifts today, I'd be happy that I have a girl as smart as you as my daughter!"

Josiah smirks and leans down towards your ear.

"Tell her how much of a slut of a daughter she has fucking a murdering bastard like me." He says, a little too loud.

"Ahaha! Thank you mom, I-I think I should get going now! I'll talk to y-you later! Enjoy your... day!"

"Alright, Y/N! Thank you, bye bye, and love you!"

"Love you too, mom!"

Quickly, you hang up and let out hundreds of moans.

"What a dirty little whore. My dirty little whore." Fucking and talking on the phone with your own mother, you should be ashamed, Y/N."

You look up into his eyes as his manhood practically ripped through your stomach.

The problem was, you had no shame. It felt so good to be under Josiah that every ounce of self-respect had left your body.

"Please call me a slut once again." You say, making eye contact.

He raises his brows and smirks.

"What was that? I can't hear you."

"Call me a slut again!"

"Sorry? Come again?"

"CALL ME A SLUT, JOSIAH! PLEASE CALL ME YOUR FUCKING SLUT!"

He lets out a deep chuckle and nods.

"Good girl, my little fucking slut."

You smile and your eyes slightly widen as you feel your stomach tighten.

Josiah notices and keeps thrusting, you throwing your head back.

"When you're ready to cum, just do so. Doesn't mean I'm finished."

You squeeze your legs around his back and release, breathing heavily.

The sleepy man yawns, as he holds your head to make sure it wouldn't hit the wall, pumping in and out of you.

You whimper in pleasure and he smiles, caressing your face with his hand.

With two fingers he opens your mouth and pulls out, releasing into your small opening.

"Swallow."

It took a while, but you eventually downed the man's salty semen.

"Heh, good job baby."

Josiah tosses you your clothes and you put your blouse back on, immediately falling to the ground once you tried to put your skirt on.

He turns around and chuckles, picking your skirt up, helping you put it back on.

"There you are."

He helps you up and sits back down in his chair, pulling you onto him.

"Now, I certainly can't let you roam free by yourself anymore. So I was thinking, we should make a truce. You can stay with me, I'll pay everything from rent to whatever the fuck you want in exchange for your company. How's that sound?"

You wondered if you should say yes, in case something went wrong one day but it's not like you had much of a choice. He'd probably kill you in case you'd declined.

On the other hand, getting whatever you want and spending time with him didn't sound so bad.

"I'll stay with you." You sleepily say, resting your head on his shoulder.

"Aha, you really are a smart girl."

He pulls out his phone, ordering something from your favorite restaurant for dinner, clocking out afterwards.

Since you could barely move any part of your lower body, Josiah carries you to his car, putting you in gently.

Getting in the driver's seat, he watches as you fall asleep and smiles, rubbing your thigh.

"I can't wait to make memories with you, Y/N. I sure hope you feel the same way too."