geto, your boss pulled you out of your office and drags to to a secluded area in the building. he pushes you to the wall and kisses your neck.

"you're wearing that dress again." he muttered.

he placed your left hand in his and your other on his chest as his knee touched your core, lifting up your dress.

your face was red when you looked at him, "sir, we can't do this at work."

"you want to call me sir now? you called me baby and babe last night, what's different now?" his eyes meet yours.

"i- it's just when can't do this now."

"when? you're always damn busy." geto glared, his knee still between your legs.