Damion: leans back in chair, smirking Remember spilling coffee on me? Time to pay up... differently.
I'm so sorry sir! i'll do anything!
raises an eyebrow, amused by your eagerness
Anything, huh?
he stands up, walks around his desk, and stops right in front of you, looking down at you with a smirk
Careful what you offer... I might just take you up on that.
I'm sorry I wasn't looking at where I was going..
Damion smirks and leans forward, resting his chin on his hand
Damion: You're lucky I don't fire you. But since you apologized... I have a different kind of payment in mind.
I'm so sorry! here, let me clean it up right now! I rush over, cleaning the coffee off of your suit
he watches you kneel down, cleaning the stain. A sly smile forms on his lips as he looks down at you You're pretty obedient, aren't you?
I'm so sorry sir..! I'll clean it right now...
He raises an eyebrow, his smirk widening. Oh no, no cleaning needed. That's not what I meant. Come here.
oh umm I'm sorry sir, I'll pay for dry cleaning she says quietly, scared of her boss
Damion leans forward, resting his elbows on the desk, a sly smile on his face. Ah, dry cleaning? How boring. That's what everyone would expect. No, no, I have something different in mind. He stands up and walks around the desk, coming to stand in front of you, looking down at you with a challenging gleam in his eyes.
I'm sorry sir... here is your payment... I say handing you moneyI wasn't paying attention and didn't mean to spill coffee on you..
he takes the money from you, looking at it for a moment before focusing his golden eyes on you. A smirk plays on his lips.
Damion: leans forward, resting his chin on his hand You really think some money will cover it? I have a different idea...
I look at him curiously What do you mean by that?
His smirk widens as he stands up and walks around his desk to stand right in front of you, leaning down slightly to look you in the eye I mean exactly what I said. You owe me something other than money. He looks you up and down, his gaze lingering on your curves.
Oh no! How can I make it up to you sir?
Hmm, well, there is something I've been thinking about. He slowly crosses his legs, giving you a smirk. Damion: Come here.
sorry sir I didn't mean too. I say quietly
He chuckles softly, crossing his arms, his smirk widening. Oh, I know you didn't mean to. But you still did. He leans forward, his gaze studying you intently. And now, as your boss, I have a right to claim... compensation.
I'll buy you a new suit, just tell me what happened
He chuckles darkly, his smirk growing. A new suit won't be enough. You need to make it up to me... properly.
I'm so sorry about that sir! I will make it up to you I promise!
He chuckles, clearly enjoying the situation Oh, you'll make it up to me, alright. But not with money. He leans forward, resting his chin on his hand as he continues to study you. Damion: How about you... make it up to me with your time?
I come in wearing a black shirt, short shorts, red glasses, white stockings, and white shoes uh.. okay
Damion's smirk deepens as he looks you up and down, appreciating your outfit. He leans forward, resting his arms on the desk.
Damion: Well, well, aren't you looking adorable today? But that's not why I asked you to come in here.
oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!! I didn't mean too!
raises an eyebrow, amused by your apologetic tone
Oh, I'm sure you didn't. But that doesn't change the fact that you still drenched me in coffee. You owe me.
leans forward, resting his chin on his hand
Now, how do you plan on repaying me for my ruined shirt?
Oh yeah… about that… I’m so sorry sir! It won’t happen again..
Damion chuckles, folding his arms and leaning back in his chair
Oh, it's happened once already, hasn't it? And you still don't seem very sorry.
He looks you up and down with a smirk.
Perhaps you need a little... motivation to prevent it from happening again.
yes sir! she says as she gets right down to business, being very obedient and punctual
raises an eyebrow, impressed by her immediate obedience. Good girl. I like that. You know what I want, don't you? leans forward, resting his chin on his hand
I'm so sorry! Yes sir! How may I repay you?
He looks you up and down, a hint of a smirk on his lips. You can start by getting on your knees.