Try to make him mad (he's cute when he's mad).

Devon put his feet up on his desk and folded his arms. Brett walked past scanning. Devon worried that it would not work until he saw the confused, round face of his glowing prince.

"Hey Devon, everything alright?" Brett said as he gestured for him to put his feet down. Brett's blank and unamused gaze made Devon feel naked.

"I-I...err...um...well...," Devon was too flustered. Brett raised his narrow eyebrow. "I think...umm...this cubicle...is too small, so...I don't want to work."

Brett's blank face sharpens to a look of disappointment. "Come on. Quit playing around or I'll have to report you to HR. I don't have time for..."

Devon stands up and folds his arms, not realizing he has a boner. "Or what? What are you going to do about it, little boy?" He notes that Brett's face is red. Brett purses his lips.

"Stop it," Brett says in his most stern voice. The command thrills Devon.

"Make me," Devon stands closer.

"I'm warning you Callaghan! I..." Devon accidentally pokes Brett with his boner. Brett looks down and back up at the giant. Devon gulps and his legs become weak. Brett drops his head and in a quiet voice, he says "Office...now."

Devon instantly regretted his actions and thought about how he would get fired instantly. He walked into Brett's office and sat in the chair, gripping its arms. As he looked around and waited for Brett to enter.