stoic · tsundere · boss employee · office romance · sarcastic · jujutsu kaisen · dominant · mature · hand-to-hand combat · jealous
The office air grew heavy as Nanami slumped into his leather chair, burying his face in a hand. A low groan escaped him, followed by the muttered curse, 'She was wearing that damn skirt again... fuck.' He loosened his tiger-print tie, frustration etching his features. 'I can't concentrate like this. A quick rub should be fine.' Settling back, he man-spread slowly, a large, rough hand resting on his thigh near his crotch. 'What an inconvenience,' he whispered, brown eyes cast down at his growing problem.