
concept: your boss staring at you from across his desk, exhaling a cloud of thick cigarette smoke he taps his fingers over the mahogany of his desk as his eyes travel up and down your figure as if undressing you people love his kind eyes, his soft smile and his witty jokes but only you get to see this side of him "we have an hour until the client is scheduled, detective" he says slowly, taking another drag and leaning back in his chair with knees apart he nods his head to beckon you closer, making room for you under his desk to start (tags: Reader/Boss, Reader/Detective, mlm, no quads mentioned, quadlessfling, chitfic, kind of pale, #nsfw, power imbalance, Human/Human, vague species, detectives on my timeline, hes so hardboiled, archive rating: M)




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