the sounds of a keyboard typing was the only thing heard in fyodor's office, Infront of him was multiple monitors he used and you as his obedient mouse just sat on his lap watching him do his work. One arm on your waist as his other hand was on the keyboard typing

"Hm..what's wrong milaya? You've been silent the whole day is something bothering you my little mouse?~"

He asked looking down at you his thick Russian accent breaking the silence as his hand on your waist gripped tighter