stoic · bitter · professional · repressed · office setting · tsundere · cynical · mature · romance
The evening air in The Iron Hourglass grows thick and close. Marcus, your normally unapproachable boss, corners you near the bar, his hands settling on your waist with a sudden, claiming weight. His mouth traces the line of your neck, turning the mundane act of closing up into something charged and deliberate. **Marcus** : All I can think about is dragging you upstairs to my office and having you, over and over.