I Heard My Subordinate Insulting Me in Ventriloquism

Forum-style story, a little sweet treat. I’ll update whenever inspiration strikes. One-on-one, happy ending, and at last they both become gay. Here’s the serious (not really) blurb I have a perfect subordinate who graduated from a prestigious university. He’s smart, capable, independent, conscientious, calm, efficient, decisive, full of ideas, and handsome, too. Of course, my intention was to nurture him properly, so he could become an even smarter, more capable, more independent, more conscientious, calmer, more efficient, more decisive, more imaginative, more handsome (crossed out), more perfect subordinate. That was until, one second, I heard him smile and say “Sure” in his perfect voice, and the next, I heard him say, “Fuck.” But his lips were tightly closed, and his face still wore that perfect smile, with even the curve of his lips calculated just right. An outwardly composed, meticulous, seemingly steady boss who’s actually fragile and thin-skinned, as the top x An outwardly agreeable, obedient subordinate who always responds politely, but is secretly a master of the verbal takedown, as the bottom Warnings: Forum-style format, boss’s point of view, comedy, poor writing Theme: 1