just thinking about masc!reader getting baited into grabbing flambae's ass 24/7
and like, he knows it, too. he's made it his life mission to have you grab a handful. your fault for looking for a few seconds while he bent over, then promptly not explaining yourself after you excused yourself.
whenever you get up from a chair, you turn, and boom. ass in the face. he keeps backing into you accidentally, eyes immediately darting down to search for your hands. he groans and complains about his lower back being sore. now, just a liiiiiiittle lower where it actually hurts...
it gets to a point where he's now openly arguing with you in the middle of the office, demanding to know why you won't just grab a handful. is it not enough?? are your standards so out of this world that even his amazing ass is ungrabbable?? are you scared???? god forbid, did he misread something?!?!??!
so when you explain to him, if he'd just asked rather than standing with his back facing you conveniently every time you sat down... then yes, you'd be honored.
the victory of feeling you grab some wasn't even fully enough anymore. guess he has to find a way for you to grab his dick, instead.
