Pairing: Audler (Audrey/Onceler)

Rating: pg-13??????

Warnings: Sexual harassment and Onceler just being a creepy boss I guess idk it’s pretty gross. There is also the daddy kink (this is SFW but it’s still in there so)

I wrote this at 5 in the morning and I will never finish it.

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“Why did you lock the door?”

No answer. Mr. Onceler ignored the question and walked around to his desk, his back straight and tall until he plopped down into the oversized seat.

Audrey stared at him with her breath held until he motioned for her to sit. She obeyed and stepped slowly around and sat cautiously in the seat across from him.

Once satisfied she had sat down, Mr. Onceler leaned forward, elbows on the desk and hunched over in a most undignified manner as he pulled out a fat cigar and stuck it in the side of his mouth.

“You don’t mind if I smoke in here do you?” he smiled around the thick blunt.

Audrey felt nervous as she answered, face anxious and looking positively conflicted at how to reply without offending. “I… I would rather you not.”

Her boss looked at her a minute, cigar drooping in its place before he pulled it out and shrugged, smiling like it was no big deal and set the stick on top of his desk.

“Now Audrey, I consider myself a reasonable man. I don’t react harshly unless the situation calls for it. But lately I’ve had some concerns that, I really can’t look past anymore. Do you understand?”

“Wait. What?”

She had no idea what he was talking about. She had been here barely a week and had kept her head down and done her work. What had she done wrong?

The Onceler cocked his head back and scoffed and Audrey could picture him rolling his eyes behind his dark shades.

"Listen honey, I’m not here to make friends I’m here to make profits. Now are you good for business? Or are you gonna cause me trouble?” he eyed the girl with a raised brow.

Audrey was caught off guard by his blunt statement and stammered, looking around as if there was someone that could get her out of this.

“I. No! No of course not, Mr. Onceler! I’m just here to work as best I can and get a paycheck like everyone else. That’s all, sir. I promise.”

“Oh baby don’t call me Mr. Onceler.” He looked hurt and she perked up when he referred to her as ‘baby’. What was that about?

His eyes quickly flashed with something akin to mischief at his next request. “Call me… ‘Once’ or just ‘Onceler.’” he tilted his head and stroked his chin and hummed thoughtfully to himself before he looked back at her with a sly smile.

“Or ‘daddy’ if you’re feeling up to that. Yeah. You know what, call me daddy. That’s what you are required to refer to me as from now on. Daddy.”

Audrey paled.

This. This was sexual harassment wasn’t it? Daddy was something sexual was it not? Or maybe it was a power thing. Did power tie in with sexuality? Or was she being paranoid? She was pretty sure this was sexual harassment. Even if it wasn’t, she was still freaked out.

“Woah. Yeah. No. No no. I can call you Once or Onceler if you want… but not Daddy.” she said, sugar coating her digust just the slightest bit.

“I’m sorry what won’t you call me?” he teased.

Audrey stiffened in her seat and scowled.

The man grinned at her. “Come on. Just say it once I wanna hear it. Just say… ‘I got those reports done, Daddy.’ Come on. Pretty please?”

Audrey closed her eyes and sighed. Opening them and looking at him with her lips pulled into an ugly frown.

“I got those reports done… Daddy.”

She could hear his breath hitch and he seemed to squirm in his seat while he grinned from ear to ear.

“Again. Say something else.”