Here's a little wip I've started. I've had this idea in my head for a few days now and have finally decided to write it down.
You stand slowly, stretching your arms high above you head. You feel his eyes trace across your figure, across the span of your back, down past your hips and the curve of you ass, settling on your thighs.
You continue forwards, leaning over the desk to reach one of the papers, before propping your elbows on the edge, moving your legs so your hips are pushed backwards, angled towards hakoda.
Holding the papers loosely in one hand, you begin to read the through them, although you quickly find yourself distracted by the sounds of him shifting behind you. The words blur together and it isn't long before you hear hakoda rise from the bunk and make his way towards you. He places his large hands on your hips and leans over so that his chest is pressed against your back.
"I thought you were too tired, old man," you say to him, hiding a smile.
"I've found a sudden burst of energy," he replies, hands moving up across your stomach.