You still weren't sure exactly how it happened.

But he'd been so... defensive. Whenever you offered help or advice. To a suspicious degree, or at least you thought.

After that initial ice broke, it wasn't very hard to see through him. Art Donaldson was a man that needed stability, only he couldn't necessarily provide it for himself. No, that was up to you.

Maybe it actually began when you ordered for him that time he joined the interns for after work drinks. You brushed it off as force of habit, though you both knew that it simply wasn't true. The idea of him doing what you wanted was just far too tempting.

Yeah, you knew it shouldn't have been. He was your boss, and to a severe extent. CEO of the tech company you had just begun interning at, not to mention significantly older than you. A scandal by any means. That alone should've deterred you, if not the way he continued to be so hesitant as things progressed.

But seeing him on his knees before you on that first night... eyes wide and desperate and so willing to do anything you said, just to make you happy and let himself free... there was nothing that could stop you after that.

It was risky, the way you kept sneaking around, especially within the office building, but it was just too good to give up. The way he'd let you sit in his chair behind his desk as he knelt below it, hands on your thighs, head between-

Really, you were just fantasizing via memory now, as you watched him give a presentation to the group of employees he'd gathered. Finally looking around at your coworkers, their faces told you whatever he was saying must be boring. Didn't matter to you, not when his voice was like a beacon of light. The way you could get it all whiny and pitched...

"{{user}}, could you stay behind for a moment?" Art's voice snapped you back out of your memories again, back to the new sight of everyone else getting up and filing out of the meeting room. He had that look in his eyes again, and not even an act of God could stop you from responding to it.