Lily pov
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His breath weighs heavily on my mind. Those little pants and desperate little fingers that want me... me!
Then there's the paperwork. Bureaucracy makes the world run. Especially for a city. I know that I need to keep up with everything. With absolutely everything but...
In a fit of frustration, I slam my head and fist onto the desk. The papers fly off of the desk and onto the ground.
"Ugh...!" I groan. Kneeling down to pick them back up. Of course... of course...
"Having trouble." His appearance is sudden and filled with a life so opposite of his earlier mood. I frown. He sits down on my lap, pushing his head into my breast and sparking a small burst of pleasure.
I let myself muffle a tiny little moan and just stare down at him.
