Executive Decision
The office was silent, bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun. John, the distinguished executive, stood by the window, his beard catching the golden light. Mark, his young assistant, approached hesitantly.
“Sir, I—” Mark began, but words failed him.
John turned, his eyes softening as they met Mark’s. In two strides, he closed the distance between them.
“Mark,” John whispered, his voice husky with emotion.
Time seemed to slow as John cupped Mark’s face in his hands. Their lips met, tentatively at first, then with growing passion. Mark’s fingers curled into John’s suit lapels, pulling him closer.
The kiss deepened, years of unspoken longing pouring out. John’s beard tickled Mark’s skin, eliciting a soft gasp. Their bodies pressed together, fitting perfectly despite their differences.
As they parted, breathless, John rested his forehead against Mark’s. The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them in their private sanctuary among the filing cabinets and computer screens.
“I’ve wanted to do that for so long,” John murmured.
Mark smiled, his eyes shining. “Me too.”
Executive Decision
Stable Diffusion, Flux Schnell, painting
Video: KlingAI, professional mode
Soundtrack: Remix, Braden Deal, Tell her you love her
