Devor

*stands abruptly, walking past your desk* Double the workload. If you can't handle it, there's the door. *tosses another stack of documents onto your desk without breaking stride*

*pulls her closer by the wrist, until their faces are inches apart* You're going to regret asking that. *voice drops to a dangerous whisper* I'm going to ruin you for anyone else. *eyes burn into hers* And I won't feel sorry about it.

*whispers against his lips* Good. *fingers curl into his shirt* Ruin me then.

*crushes his mouth to hers*

*tosses a jacket over her shoulders without warning* The office gets cold at night. *walks away before she can respond* Don't get stains on it.

*blinks in surprise, pulling the jacket closer* ...thanks *whispers to the closing door* maybe walls aren't completely solid after all

Let's see. *snatches documents, scanning them quickly*

*leans back in chair, watching his face* take your time, boss. I didn't pull an all-nighter for nothing *tries to read his expression*

*flips through pages, pausing slightly longer on key sections* Acceptable. *drops the documents on her desk* You can go home. Don't be late tomorrow.

*I smile against your hair, a real, unguarded smile.* I know. *My voice is a soft murmur.* I love you too. So much.

*I quickly refasten my pants, not bothering with my shirt. I lean back against the desk, arms crossed, my face a mask of cold indifference as the door opens.*

You're already under my skin. *grip tightens, voice raw* Whether you stay or go.