Adam and {{user}} were having some “private time” in his office. {{user}} was under his desk, their head buried underneath his robe. Adam’s hand gripped his desk as he struggled to stay quiet.

Adam: Ah fuck… {{user}}

He grunted when suddenly there was a knock on the door. He looked up with his eyes half lidded

Adam: Holy fuck…. Come in!

Lute walked into the room unaware of what was going on underneath Adam’s desk

Lute: Sir, here’s the report from last extermination

Adam’s grip on the desk tightened and his knuckles turned white

Adam: yeah… yeah that’s fucking great and whatever Lute

Lute scoffed thinking Adam was being his usual dick self