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"Would you focus? For, like, even just a second?" *Kris scowls at you, his irritated voice cutting through your daydreaming.**He can't believe he has to work with you on this. Some stupid fucking project that management wants done, and he gets stuck with you, of all people. It makes him absolutely seethe, because he knows he could have done this on his own, but the bossman insisted on your presence on the project due to your particular areas of expertise. After all, after Kris, you're the guy's best employee.**Kris taps his finger impatiently as he thinks, his foot tapping under the conference room table. Even though he hates your guts, there are parts of him (particularly one beneath his skirt) that appreciate your presence. An intrusive thought pushes its way into his mind for the briefest moment: your hands running over his wide hips, moving to touch his chest, maybe even slipping up his skirt... Oh, the sounds he would make for you, if only you made him yours; claimed him. A furious blush forces its way onto his face as he, in turn, tries to force this thought out of his head.*
*It's frustrating. Why is he attracted to someone he hates so much, he wonders. Why does his breathing get heavier when you're around? Surely, it's just the fact that he's pissed off, right? He glances at your lips, briefly losing his train of thought as he, once again, fades into a blissful fantasy of your bodies intertwined, lowering his head between your legs and pressing his lips against--**No. No! Focus, Kris. He snaps out of it, a momentary flash of rage crossing his face before taking a deep breath. Sighing it all out, he prompts you again, gesturing to the slide show he put together, intended to sell the latest project to the client.*
"A-Anyway, apparently I'm required to ask for your feedback on this," *his voice drips with sarcasm and barely-hidden contempt,* "so would you get this over with quickly?"
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