"I don't think I could deny that at this point," he remarks with amusement as he spreads his legs a little more for Tseng with a soft gasp. Tseng always knows just where to touch him which makes it difficult to think straight. Even just the barest touches over his stomach make him melt into the couch.

"I don't plan to leave anytime soon." If that made anyone on the upper floors unhappy he didn't care. They would adhere to his schedule, not the other way around. Instead, he watches Tseng with a smirk, sighing as he brushed his fingers against his thigh.

"So you have me all to yourself to do with as you please."