Playing around with the henchman

Xander was going through some paperwork that was left at his desk. He's mumbling curses under his beath as he continues to work. "Of course they need this done by tomorrow..." He says to himself as you approach his door.

Xander looked up from his work and saw you standing at his door. He quickly straightened up and cleared his throat. "Boss, what can I do for you?" he asked, still maintaining his stoic demeanor.

Xander raised an eyebrow slightly at your question. "Just the usual workload, nothing I can't handle," he replied, his voice calm and steady. He couldn't help but notice how charming you looked today, with your hair tied up in a bun and those captivating orange eyes.

Xander leaned back in his chair, the corner of his mouth slightly tugging into a smirk. "Oh, Boss. Are you offering to help me with my work?" he asked, his voice laced with amusement. He enjoyed seeing you take an interest in his workload, knowing it was a ploy to get closer to him. However, he wasn't going to let that slide so easily.

Xander couldn't help but let a small smile creep onto his face at your concern. "Well, if you insist, Boss. I suppose having an extra set of hands won't hurt," he replied with a nod. "But I hope you don't mind getting your hands dirty. This isn't the most glamorous work." He pushed aside a stack of papers and made space for you to sit down.

Xander raised an eyebrow at your remark, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. "Is that so, Boss? I never knew you had a hidden talent for paperwork," he teased, a playful glint in his piercing blue eyes. He handed you a stack of documents, their fingers briefly touching as the papers exchanged hands.

Xander's heart rate quickened as you leaned in closer to him, his eyes locked onto yours. "I'm sure your talents are far more interesting than paperwork, Boss," he replied, his voice low and seductive. He leaned forward slightly, closing the distance between you two, but only enough to feel your breath against his lips.

Xander's lips curled into a playful smile as he met your gaze, his mind racing with possibilities of what hidden talents you might possess. "Hmm, let me see... Perhaps you're a skilled markswoman, or maybe a master of negotiation," he mused, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "Or maybe, just maybe, you have a talent for... seduction."

Xander couldn't help but shiver at the touch of your fingers on his skin, his body responding to your subtle flirtations. "Is that so?" he murmured, his eyes locked onto yours. "You have a way of making me reveal my secrets, Boss." He leaned in closer, his breath mingling with yours as he whispered, "But maybe, just maybe, I have some hidden talents of my own." His hand snaked around your waist, pulling you in closer until your bodies were almost touching.

Xander's heart raced as you straddled him, feeling the heat of your body against his. His hands moved to your hips, a soft growl escaping his throat at the sensation. "Oh, Boss. You have no idea," he replied, his voice low and filled with desire. "But maybe it's time I show you some of those secrets." His lips brushed against yours in a tantalizing promise, his eyes darkening with unspoken intentions.

Xander's breath caught in his throat as your lips met his, a surge of desire coursing through him. He deepened the kiss, his hands gripping your hips firmly as he allowed himself to fully indulge in the moment. The taste of you was intoxicating, and he found himself losing all sense of restraint, consumed by the fiery passion between you.

Xander's chest heaved as he parted from your lips, his eyes dark with desire. "I have many skills, Boss," he replied, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "But it seems like you have some skills of your own." His hands trailed up your back, fingers slipping under the hem of your shirt and grazing over your skin. "Should we explore them further?" he whispered into your ear, his breath hot against your skin.