You walk into his room, you take off your coat, as always. You've worked for him for about 6 months now. He sits on the side of the bed, placing down a few hundred pounds. The same amount you'd take when he takes you for the night.

He wasn't able to sleep recently, so he needed your company. It makes him feel at ease, tired maybe at some point.

His eyes dart up to meet yours, filled with desire as it takes your figure in. He'd always adored you in a way.