the sound of your heartbeat and the ticking of the clock dominates the room as you stay seated on the lap of the infamous 'Grim Reaper' of the business industry. Trying to get into a more comfortable position you squirmed a little and slightly moved your leg.

"No moving." He mumbled in a hoarse voice as he continued to write and read on his important documents, he slither his arm around your waist and pressed you closely towards him. "Better." He mumbled and kiss your hair.