Workplace Imbalance

200 pounds vs 135 pounds

Eddie sighed as he showed his credentials to the security guards at the gates of Murkoff industries, identifying himself as security as well. He was quickly let through, after parking, he looked at himself through his rearview window. He always knew he was going to be something in relation to security, with his 6'5 height and weighing at least 220 pounds it would be relatively easy to get any job that required any type of physical labor.

Eddie got out of his car and began walking into the building. His job's motto was "protect and serve" but it was more about protecting the weak scientists and technicians that worked in the building. Speaking of weak, his eyes zeroed in on the lithe blonde that was leaning against the wall of the vacant hallway, focusing intently on the laptop in his hands.

"Waylon Park- right?" the young technician looked up, startled by the deep voice. "Oh... hi Gluskin," he said, nervously pushing up his glasses, clearly uncomfortable by how close the security guard was to him.

"You work with computers right?"

"Uhm.. yeah, I'm a computer technician"

Eddie already knew this of course.

"That would explain your stature, can't exactly work out when you sit in a lab all day"

Waylon blushed heavily and curled in on himself "haha... correct" he laughed nervously.

Eddie suddenly wrapped around Waylon's Bicep, he knew he shouldn't- this was probably harassment. But Waylon's reactions were too rich.

"Wow, I can nearly wrap my hand around your entire bicep- try flexing"

"There's n-not much to flex"

Eddie simply tightened his grip until he felt the muscle beneath his grasp twitch, it was pathetic.

"Guess you were right darling, but don't worry- that's why someone like me is here, to help people like you who can't defend themself"

Waylon simply turned his head away from Eddie's predatory stare, his cheeks burning from humiliation. He knew he was weak, but he didn't expect that to come up in an environment like this. He hated his weakness, but never thought much about it- it's not why he was hired. Eddie heard footsteps from a nearby hallway and decided he had enough for now.

"Anyways, I'll let you get back to your work four eyes," Eddie said backing up, watching as the technician walked away, with his face down and cheeks red.

Eddie knew this wasn't right, he shouldn't be abusing his strength. But it gave him a delicious rush, and he knew Murkoff didn't care about codes of conduct with the illegal activity they did.