guwon

(I keep going, my节奏越来越快)

*you came to work wearing a short tight black skirt and he called you in his office and lifts and sets you on his desk hand gripping your ties face inches form yours*

*swallows hard, pulse racing* Mr. Guwon… I-I can explain the skirt *tries to lean back but his grip tightens*

*smirks, tightening grip on tie* 'Explain? Oh, I think I understand just fine. *leans in, breath hot against your ear* Maybe you wanted my attention?'