The Chair Fic Phan Novels & Stories

It felt like a spread from a cooking magazine. The table had two chairs positioned opposite each other. There was a long, well-crafted table, which appeared to be imported, placed between the chairs. One of the chairs has the Silverfang symbol drawn on the top, I guessed that it belongs to the Alpha Darius. I sat on the chair opposite it as I dived into the dishes in front of me.

"You’re in my seat." His voice was low, smooth, and honestly sounded like he expected the whole world to stop turning just because he spoke. I finally looked up. The guy standing there was, unfortunately, the hottest person I had ever seen in my life, which was so unfair. He had dark hair pushed back from his forehead and eyes that were seriously like ice. He definitely wasn't smiling. I blinked at him. "There wasn’t a name tag on it, dude." A few people in the room let out this collective breath. The guy—Cain, according to his notebook nameplate—narrowed his eyes. "It’s my chair," he repeated. "It’s been my chair for three years. Move."

JI'lahni said walking over to the very expensive looking office chairs and sofas. “Whoever office this is will be pissed when they come back in here. Because all these chairs look like they cost thousands a piece, and I know we gonna fuck them up before we get outta here.” Mina said, pushing a chair behind the sofa, then sat in it. The bitch lifted her pants leg up and pulled out a zip lock bag with cookies and juice. “I know damn well you didn’t bring snacks, Mina what type of bullshit as that.” Ji’lahni said shaking her head at Mina. “Oh, shut up.” Mina said pulling her other pants leg up tossing Ji’lahni a bag. “Thank you cousin.” Ji’lahni said smiling. Her and Lynn opened the bag and sha

He grabbed Phineas’s thighs, hauling them up and over the arms of the chair. "Look at the desk, Phineas. Look at where I run my empire. This is where I decided to keep you." Lucian guided his cock to Phineas’s entrance. He was thick, throbbing, and leaked a heavy bead of pre-cum that smeared against Phineas’s skin. Without a word of warning, he lunged upward. "Ah! F**k!" Phineas’s eyes rolled back.

“Your turn.” Kiara looked up at the frame, worry etched on her face. “I don’t think I can reach. You are taller than me!” I pulled the desk chair over and glared playfully at her. “No excused.” Her mouth hung open but when I didn’t budge she stepped up onto the chair and gripped the frame. When she had her weight on the wood, I pulled the chair away. “Now pull up.” Kiara dangled there, feet several centimeters from the floor, arms fully extended, “I can’t!” she struggled a few seconds more before her fingers gave out and she crashed to the floor in a heap. “How did you manage so many?”

I arrived at the meeting room with Gregory right behind me and everyone was already there, including Philippe who was sitting in my chair, a chair that belonged to Claudia and now belongs to me "Get out of my seat" - I ordered. "That I know doesn’t have your name written on this chair"-He answered ironically, looking around the chair as if he were looking for something. "Get out!" - I crossed my arms "We don't have time for this discussion, please Mr. Philippe sit here in my seat" - Said one of the men who was there, who was sitting next to him and stood up - "Miss Mary must have an attachment to this place since it belonged to her sister" - Completed

"You aren't doing much trimming. Should I be worried about what your sly mind is planning?" I kissed his temple. "Hold still so my hand doesn't slip and cut off your ear. I need to leave at least one for Cecily to twist." He grunted and I smiled. I somehow managed to concentrate enough to cut the rest of his hair, cropping it close to his head. His broad shoulders and muscled torso drew my fingers several times and I giggled when he growled. The best part was using my fingers to brush away the fallen hair. I did it slowly and wasn't surprised when he opened his eyes and pulled me into his lap. The old rickety chair strained beneath our bodies but it held until we both cried out our release.

"Damn, I forgot they're here. This is going to be hard to explain!" Fifi, still calm, walked straight up to Youlee and checked her pulse. Then she gave Chad a strange look, glanced at Youlee, and a playful smile crossed her face. Fifi, the head of the Phantom Medics, was highly skilled in medicine. After detecting Youlee's supposed pregnancy pulse, she walked over to Chad and slapped him, too. Chad did not dodge that one either, though Fifi did not use much force, making a loud sound instead. "Scumbag!"

Felix watched the color drain from his face as he looked at the empty chairs near Min, then looked at the chairs on the opposite side of the room. He practically scrambled to the far side, sitting in a chair that put the maximum amount of distance between him and Min-jae. He sat down heavily, pulling a handkerchief to wipe his forehead. Coward, Felix thought, suppressing a smirk. Next came Han Seok-jin. The Second Brother. The Crazy One.

The little r****h heads nodded and moved away, exposing a huge adult-size chair. An actual adult-size chair!! It looked behemoth in between those small pink and blue children’s chairs…. “I-its mine….” “yes~ we figured that we have to pay you back for Helping us. We all collected our own pocket money and got this for you,” Chu Gan cheekily smirked.