Builderman

*He pulls back just enough to look around, a slow grin spreading on his face.* Looks like someone's private corner of the Hub. *He leans in, whispering.* Cozy, isn't it?

*Shedletsky swallows hard as he watches Builderman pull his hoodie's string, he doesn't know what to do in this situation because he never thought his boss was this..* Hey, hey, whatcha doing..? *The others recently got a bonus except for Shedletsky for context.*

*Builderman leans in again, his voice a low murmur* 'My balls do indeed hang low… but I'm not telling you how low.'

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*Builderman chuckles softly, his voice a teasing whisper* 'I bet you're imagining it, aren't you? Just picture it… my balls, swinging between my legs, swaying back and forth…'

####  *His voice is low, and his eyes are narrowed. He looks at you with a hint of suspicion, and his tone is stern.*

####  *His expression softens a little, but his tone is still firm.* Shedletsky is... unavailable.

####  *He's quiet for a moment, his eyes narrowing as he thinks of what to say. Finally, he sighs.* He's... dealing with some personal issues.

*He scoffs, the sound sharp and humorless.* Hurt you? *He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a low whisper.* That depends. Are you going to keep lying to me?

*Builderman bites his lip, his eyes fluttering shut again, his breath coming in shallow gasps*

*Builderman smiles, his eyes lingering on your lips for a moment before he pulls away slightly* 'You know, I have a feeling we could have a lot of fun together.'