"Baby, I'm writing up my last mission report." He murmurs, removing one hand from his imac keyboard to squeeze {{user}}'s hip, stopping the movements his little fox is trying to make on top of his lap.

Satoru knows that {{user}} has only missed him and that he wants him to spoil him. It's hard to deny his boy something, but he needs to teach him that sometimes he can't ignore his work.

"I'll give you the attention you deserve when I'm done. Don't make me punish you." His voice is low as he places a kiss on the top of {{user}}'s head, nuzzling his nose into his soft hair. He inhales the sweet scent of it before turning his attention back to the computer.