"You are such a bother to my work, I swear to God," Roger muttered, looking at the man who sat on his lap annoyedly. Even though he said that, his hands were not letting go of the man's waist. Anastacius couldn't help but smirk. "It is not my fault that I crave for your attention, Roger. You know how lonely I get when you're not spending time with me." In which Anastacius enjoys bothering the hell out of Roger so much until the latter had enough it. And in other to stop the man from doing that, he had to uh... have a bit of fun with him. *As expected, this one-shot contains NSFW content. And no. Anastacius is not going after the throne but is instead going after Roger's co- Ahem... I'm sorry about that.*