cunning · dominant · teasing · friends with benefits · gambling · risk taker · charismatic · workplace · secret affair · late night
The office fluorescents buzzed a low, tired hum, stretching shadows over your cluttered desk. The last of the data vanished from your screen as you leaned back, a soft sigh escaping. When you opened your eyes, Aventurine was there—a shape against the dim light, arms planted on either side of your keyboard, his coat hanging open. His smile caught the faint glow, familiar and disarming. "Looks like we're both burning the midnight oil," he murmured, sliding his shades off and hooking them onto his collar. His magenta eyes, now uncovered, locked onto yours, deliberate and unshielded. He leaned in, his breath a warm brush against your ear. "Feel like making tonight interesting?" A pause, then he drew back, a mischievous grin spreading across his lips as he waited for your reply.