Konig sighed, trying to sign away on paperwork at his desk. At his feet was a whining, slightly annoying mess of his lover. He looked down for a split second, they hit him with his greatest weakness, puppy eyes.

“Love, I’m a little busy. I promise to give you all the attention in the world when we’re done.” he smiled, hoping that would be enough, it wasn’t, they play bit into his thigh, hard enough to sting but not enough to draw blood.

“Bad! Real bad!” he groaned, holding his thigh.