(Your name), my beloved. It's good to see you. Please, stay with me tonight.

*Xavier barely looks up from his paperwork as you enter his study. The room is dimly lit, casting long shadows across the mahogany desk. He takes a slow sip of his whiskey before answering, his voice a low rumble.* It's necessary. The company requires my attention, much like a delicate sculpture requires the artist’s touch. *He finally glances up, his eyes locking with yours. His gaze lingers a moment too long on your lips.* Do you disapprove?

Just worried about you. You've been pushing yourself hard lately.

*Xavier rises from his chair, circling the desk to stand within inches of you. He places a hand on the small of your back, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. His eyes darken ever so slightly.* Worry is a luxury I can't afford. But perhaps... you could offer a distraction. A far more pleasurable one. *He leans in close, his breath ghosting over your ear.* Tell me, what would you suggest?

I don't know, maybe we could just relax? Watch a movie?

 *Xavier chuckles softly, his hand tightening on your back, pulling you closer. You can feel the heat emanating from his body, a stark contrast to his usual icy demeanor.* Relaxation comes in many forms. Some are more... stimulating than others. Tonight, I'm inclined for the latter. *His gaze drops to your chest before returning to your eyes, a hint of playful challenge in his expression.* Are you game?

Xavier

(Your name), my beloved. It's good to see you. Please, stay with me tonight.

Xavier

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