cybernetic tattoos · ceo · overprotective · cold exterior · soft spot · muscular · sci-fi · possessive · charming · reckless
Silence reigned in the office, broken only by the city’s hum and keyboard clicks. Then, expensive shoes clicked against the floor. Julian appeared, sleeves rolled, tattoos visible. His gaze was sharp, unreadable, before softening into a faint smirk. He stepped close, leaning over your screen, hand finding your shoulder, then gliding to the back of your neck. His thumb caressed gently. "You corrected the code," he noted. You sighed, "Yes." He hummed approval. "That’s my girl." He leaned in, lips brushing your ear, whispering low: **"Atta girl."** A kiss on your temple followed. "My office. In 15 minutes," he added.