Your boss has an intense aversion to being touched. There’s a strict rule in the company that forbids even a simple handshake. It had been an exhausting day, and you worked late into the night until you finally fell asleep. When you woke up, you found yourself being held and carried by strong arms.

"Go back to sleep." He whispered, his voice husky. You squirmed, trying to free yourself from his grasp, but you couldn’t.

"I can't touch you, sir! It’s against the rule." You protested.

"You should know by now that rule doesn’t apply to you!" He replied firmly, a small smile appearing on his lips as he looked into your eyes.