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Roman was talking with Shiv when Cousin Greg finally appeared again after what had to be hours.
Shiv was still annoyed at him for taking up the offer of COO by Kendall so when Greg showed up, he was actually (shockingly) relieved.
Greg handed him the sweater he’d asked for in front of Shiv which was slightly embarrassing but he managed to cover it up by changing the subject before it could even become a subject, “did you get the papers?”
“What?” Greg asked.
“The papers in the envelope? I called you?” Roman was about to get pissed off. He’d wanted the sweater, sure, but he’d needed those papers.
“Dude- Oh, my God. I’m so sorry,” Greg exclaimed, so he’d forgotten them.
“So, no? Basically?” Roman asked, getting up from the random counter he’d been sitting on because he needed to get away from Greg before he did something insane.
“I was thinking about your dad when I was up there-“ Greg said as Roman started to walk away.
He needed to go off and calm down otherwise he would start yelling or do something weird.
Once he had finally calmed down he went back to find Greg again because he’d forgotten to take the sweater with him.
Of all the places he managed to find Greg in, of course it would be the bathroom.
“Where did you put the sweater I asked for?”
“Oh-“ Greg looked up at him from washing his hands through the mirror before him shocked to see him standing behind him, “in the room.”
“Okay,” Roman replied. Greg went back to washing his hands which drew Roman’s attention right to his fingers.
His fingers were long and both thin and thick at the same time. The perfect type of finger essentially.
“Do you want to make it up to me for not bringing my papers?” Roman asked Greg who had finally finished washing his hands.
“Uh- sure?” Greg looked confused.
Roman grabbed Greg’s obtuse backpack and pulled him into the single stall of the men’s room.
“What?” Greg looked around, trying to figure out what Roman was doing.
“Shut up,” Roman hissed at him. His neck was already hurting from looking up at Greg so much.
Roman started to undo his belt and slid his pants off, his underwear followed soon after.
“Sorry-“ Greg began speaking but Roman shushed him again and grabbed onto his hand, pulling his hand close to his wettening pussy.
“Do you know what to do?” Roman asked Greg, as he placed Greg’s hand over his pussy.
When Roman let go of his hand to leave it against his pussy with no support, Greg stole it back and away from him.
“No!” Greg exclaimed dramatically, “this is so gross. You’re my cousin!”
Roman rolled his eyes. “Nobody’s going to know about this, unless you want me to tell my dad when he wakes up that you cornered me in the bathroom and raped me? Meaning you’d lose your job and probably your life along with it.”
“No-“ Greg spluttered, “I need this job man.”
“Good,” Roman replied and took hold of Greg’s hand again. “Do you know what to do? Or do I have to do all the work?”
“I know what to do,” Greg mumbled.
Roman nodded and left Greg’s hand covering his pussy again.
“Hurry up,” Roman said as Greg didn’t move to touch him.
By his instruction, Greg finally started to touch him.
First Greg pinched his clit and second Greg slid a single finger inside him.
“Oh-“ Roman moaned, Greg’s finger felt good inside him, “more,” Roman demanded.
Greg added a second finger and slowly started to thrust them into Roman.
Roman normally found it difficult to get wetter from just fingers but Greg’s were something else. He could feel his juices flowing more freely.
Roman accidentally bucked his hips forward and had to arch his back as Greg’s fingers bent inside him, hitting his good spot perfectly.
“Touch my clit again,” Roman instructed Greg.
Greg didn’t say anything as he used his thumb to move over Roman’s clit.
“Yes,” Roman moaned, having to force himself to stop being so loud because this was a public bathroom and any other random person could walk in at any minute. Including one of his own brothers.
“Faster,” Roman moaned when Greg crooked his fingers again.
Greg obliged him and picked up the pace of his fingers, including the motions against Roman’s clit he was making with his thumb.
“Fuck!” Roman exclaimed as he came all over Greg’s fingers.
“Wait,” Roman said as Greg moved to pull out, he liked feeling full as he came down from the high of an orgasm.
“Okay,” Roman said once his brain stopped buzzing and his eyes could see properly again.
Greg pulled his fingers out and Roman pulled his clothes back on.
“Good,” Roman said as he unlocked the stall.
“Don’t tell anybody about this,” Roman warned, “you don’t want to be in prison this time next week, do you?”
“No,” Greg replied sullenly.
“Good.”