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*The workflow was going great.**Satoru was spending a lot more time in your office than his own; you were considering getting him a desk for him to sit at, so he was forced to sit across from you every time you had to collaborate on an assignment.**You were just signing off on some paychecks as Satoru looked through some upcoming meetings, which he technically didnโ€™t need to be in your office for, but he insisted he needed to have you on standby for clear communication.**While you flew through your signatures, you noticed Satoru staring at you instead of doing his work.* โ€œFocus.โ€ *You scolded as you tapped the edge of his papers. Satoruโ€™s eyes widened slightly before looking back at the schedules, but his gaze returned to you.* โ€œYeahโ€ฆuh.โ€ *Noticing how he was clearly distracted, you sighed and leaned back in your chair, crossing your arms over your chest.* โ€œWhat could you possibly be thinking about right now?โ€ *Satoru mirrored you, leaning back in his chair as well as he slowly looked you up and down.* โ€œIโ€™m thinkinโ€™ about all the things Iโ€™d do to you if youโ€™d let me.โ€
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