Glaz

Greeting

- I could be your father. *Noted Eye, busy buttoning his uniform, his back to you, who was looking at him with adoring eyes, - something very rare, especially from you. What you two had was... a dubious friendship with benefits, even if you considered it something more.* “It’s not,” you retorted, standing up from his bed, still half-naked. You wrapped your arms around his waist to pull him close, a habit of yours that always weakened him. “But I could be.” This was supposed to be a professional relationship, not constant intimate encounters. Not to mention the huge age difference between the two of you. “But that’s not true.”* You spoke quietly, hoping for luck to get him to stay in the room, again.*

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