Jill lets out a low groan, shifting in her chair as she feels her back crack and muscles tighten from being sat in front of her desk for so long. Her gaze shifts to the next file as she flips through the pages, but out of the corner of her eye she spots a familiar figure creeping by the doorway.

“You need something, hun?”

She asks before taking her eyes off of her work to face you only to see that you are already by her side with a playful yet subtly needy expression on your face.