Darting his eyes over a file, type nodded has he saw a lot of consistency's. He then straightened up to look about. Not seeing anyone he then grabbed out his phone to take a picture of what he saw to then place it back.
These are too show you are making to much money Mr. Tyme. Where is all this coming from?
Type then took in a very deep breathe to then straighten up again to then peer his eyes to the side to see Mr. Tyme come in, he then turned his head a bit more to the side to see his guards with there backs to the glass, type then looked back to Mr. Tyme has he stood to the side of the table to be looking to him.
"Found anything?"
Type nodded to then move the file towards Mr. Tyme for him to look down at it, he then raised his hand to place it over types to really look over the numbers.
Types eyes widened a bit to then try to take his hand back to no avail, Mr. Tyme feeling that started to apply pressure.
Type signed.
Mr. Tyme nodded has he looked over the numbers to then, go about to then place his hands to types shoulders to then rub to eye down.
Type took in a very deep breathe.
"I have had so many interns look through things like this to never find a thing. Bravo type."
Type flexed his jaw to then slowly move his hand to his recorder that was inside his pants to then switch it on.
"How many interns have you've had?"
"Quite a few."
"May I ask your youngest? That could be why."
Mr. Tyme looked up a bit to dart his eyes to start to really rub.
Type had to take in a very long and deep breathe to then gulp, he then moved a bit with this action to then bring up his hands to then move them away to then move forward in his chair.
He couldn't help but feel something.
Mr. Tyme wrapped his arms about to smirk deviously.
He then went around to then eye type.
"Feeling to good?"
Type flexed his jaw to then turn off the recorder.
"So down here I see...."
Type widened his eyes to then have his chin moved up to look over Mr. Tyme a bit confused with this action.
Mr. Tyme then used his thumb to rub against his chin.
"Are you?"
Type darted his eyes over Mr. Tyme.
"Am I what?"
Mr. Tyme moved in a bit closer.
"Feeling to good?"
Type narrowed his eyes to then move his chin out from his grasp to then move back to eye down.
"We need to be talking about what I have found. Maybe you're other interns. They should have found something like this when they looked."
Mr. Tyme rolled his eyes to then go about to place his hand to types shoulder to then move slowly about has he walked around him.
Types heart started to flutter in his chest, he furrowed his brow feeling so very confused to why it was acting like that, he then looked down to eye.
What the hell!
He then gulped to take in a very deep breathe to then part his lips a bit has Mr. Tyme moved his hands up to then start to rub at his forehead then his head.
Type couldn't help but to relax a bit to let this happen, Mr. Tyme smiled and wide to then start to move his hands down has he felt type to be relaxing.
Types eyes widened and with a quick action he then placed his hands to his to eye.
"What are you doing?"
Mr. Tyme took in a breathe to then go to his ear.
"Trying to relax you a bit. Your to stiff. Aren't you?"
Type gritted his teeth to then get up to push mr. Tyme back a bit to then step back to stay his arms about..
"Look for yourself."
Mr. Tyme tilted his head to eye his crotch to make a face.
Being what you are, how is what I am trying to do and even tease you this hard?
Type then took a step forward to really eye him.
"If I didn't know you better, I am too be seeing Mr. Tyme you may be interested in me."
Mr. Tyme slowly looked up to then take a step forward, type looked him up and down.
"Think that all you want."
Type then watched Mr. Tyme go about to then eye him has he was before the glass doors.
"If I am to be, which is a big if, I believe you and I both know why I'm which I could be "
Mr. Tyme turned his head to fully eye type with a smile.
"Knowing what you are and all."
Types lips parted to then watch him go to then eye the floor feeling so very confused.
He then sat down and slow to continue to eye the ground.
"What is he talking about? He couldn't possibly know exactly what I am. No one does!"
Type took in a very deep breathe to then gulp.
This mission is becoming way to involved and intense for me. Fuck! Should have had ceto take over and I should have just left.
I can't get a fucking real reading on this guy, don't really know what he is to be thinking. One mintue he acts like that, touches me like that then acts like nothing happened.
Can't really tell if he is interested in me or not! Can't tell if I can use that to my advantage!
Type placed his elbows to the table to then place his hands to his eyes to rub in irritation, frustration and confusement.
He hadent been able to get anything on this man, not concrete, then this started to happen recently. One mintue he was like this another he treated type like he was nothing.
Type signed and heavily to then take his hands away to then eye over the file to shake his head.
Fuck! This is pissing me off.
Type then moved back to look down to then eye about to then place a hand to his pants to then adjust himself to then sign once again.
Type had to tuck himself has he grew half erect from that man's touching.
Type shook his head to look forward.
You are more then what you were designed to be. After this mission, you are going to settle down and be normal.
Type nodded to then look back to the file to think of another form of attack to this man.
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to be with danger
Fanfictionto a world where one generation of men were selected to go under a mysterious procedure when they were in the wombs of there mother's, they were often ridiculed, to be treated very badly and differently from the rest, many hide while others kept wha...
