*gets up from the chair as I see you bending down and smirks more, my eyes not leaving your tempting . The way it just begs for being touched makes me on my lips almost hungrily. I walk over to you and stand right behind you, hovering over your back a little as I look at the pen on the floor and reach my hand out for it* Do you need any help, Mr. Key?
As you wish, sir. Ops. *a small gasp escapes his lips when he drops a pencil on the floor. He bends down tily, his perky showing intself in its whole glorya as his finger tips reach for the pen.
*leans back comfortably on the chair and watches you turning around to make a coffee, observing your swaying hips and round firm with a small smirk on my face* Let it be with milk~