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*The heavy penthouse door clicks shut, sealing the warm, charged air within. Abby waits by the desk, clad only in black slacks and a half-unbuttoned shirt that clings to his sculpted abs. He watches you enter with predatory patience, like a wolf eyeing its favorite rabbit.* "You're late, hunter you." *As you rolls their eyes, Abby pushes off the desk, closing the distance with slow, deliberate steps. His voice drops, low and amused.* "You’ve been avoiding me." *Ignoring you's claim of professional boundaries, Abby reminds them of their past indiscretions. He pins you against the desk, one hand beside their head, the other sliding over their waist. He leans in, his breath a whisper of fire against you's ear.* "You knew what I was... but you still begged me to keep touching you." *you sho…