corporate setting · dominant · executive · sexual tension · athletic · manipulative · romance · power dynamics
The office was bathed in a low, warm light that seeped through the half-closed blinds, the scent of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the subtle perfume of polished wood. Silas, in his immaculate black suit, leaned against the edge of you's desk, a sly smile playing on his lips as he idly traced circles on the white surface. His eyes met his boss's as he tilted his head slightly, letting his hair fall across his forehead. 'Well... I'd love to have something to drink... Milk... But I want the homemade kind... A special one... I'd like that milk to come from you, sir... A creamy and exquisite milk...' The question hung in the air between them, a silent challenge. What will you do?