My first experience with hive:
Hive is a talk dark handsome man, with his jawline complimenting his nice auburn sideburns
We seldom see each other in a hallway just between his office room and mine
Oftentimes we bump into each other, i'd often blush seeing as how this tall man smile so kind.
"He's just that man with a genuine smile". I often think to myself...
"And his strong perfume, oh those sweet perfume" sometimes i'd intentionally bump into him just to get a whiff. Waiting... Wanting...
One night i worked overtime, about all of the employees are gone. Sometimes i'd walk in the hallway where we sometimes meet just to refresh my mine from hard work. I did some little bit of acting, where i'd recall some past events with him and act some responses to his usual "sorry, my body is a bit hard. Hehe, you okay?"
I'd fantasize about saying things like "i bet that's not the only thing that's hard, hive".
"I know right?"
I turned around. The voice was familiar, oh too familiar. It was him, this time with his 5'0 clock beard and partly sided hair complimenting those godly jawline.
He pushed me against the wall and leaned closer to me, his eyes staring into nothingness. So black as the night. An the perfume, those scent. It made me wanting.
I salivated in my mouth as he smiled impishly... He knows i want it, an i know i want it... Badly...
He quickly unbuttoned my pink shirt, faster than i have imagined as i was still stuck in trance...
And then It happened...