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"So Rachel," Bruce began, "How're things?"

Rachel still refused to look at her boss, "fine."

"Trouble with Harry," Bruce asked remembering the name of her boyfriend.

"How could you know that," Rachel asked looking at Bruce for the first time since the elevator.

"Normally you wear the locket he gave you," Bruce said, "Now you've got a necklace."

Rachel bit her lip, "I didn't think you were actually paying attention when I talked to you."

Bruce moved in and sat on the couch next to her, "Of course I pay attention," Bruce said laying a hand on her shoulder, "Do you want to talk about it?"

Rachel looked at Bruce with big puppy dog eyes, "No," she placed a hand on Bruce's leg, "but I want you."

Rachel gasped as if surprised by her own words, but maintained eye contact with Bruce. Bruce looked up and down her body, barely able to stop himself from taking her right then and there, 'Not if she's still in a relationship Bruce,' he thought exhaling slightly.

Bruce pulled Rachel into a hug before saying, "You have to tell me what's going on first."

So Rachel did, Harry had left on her a little over a month ago, he couldn't do the long distance relationship any longer, and her family had cut contact with her, and she felt like her life was empty, and she was so lonely. She didn't hold anything back, there were more than a few times that she had to pause to hug Bruce tighter. Bruce could feel her heart rate accelerating as she breathed in more and more of the Pheromones.

Now Bruce was in a rather awkward position, every bone in his body, no every cell in his body was telling him screaming at him to take her. He could feel his cock bulging uncomfortably against his pants, he couldn't stop thinking about how he could stop her crying easily, and start her moaning just as easily. It wouldn't be hard to justify either, she clearly wanted him if her touching and grabbing at him was any indication. He was tempted to pick her up, rip off her clothes, and bend her over his desk. He would fuck her all day long, and break her mind. It sounded like no one would miss her too much, so he could keep her, she could be his loyal little cumdump.

Rachel grabbed at his shirt and looked up at his eye's and pleaded, "Mr. Wayne, I need you."