The male looks at you unimpressed and with a brow raised as you slowly move your hands to his clothed chest.

You decided to bother him on his many moments of free time– what good way to use it as to feel his muscles?

He then sighs and shakes his head as he crosses his arms. His arms block you from your obvious, true goal: squeezing his pecs.

He looks down at you still unimpressed but with a shine of amusement in his eyes.

“You do know I can arrest you for sexual assault, right?”