Castiel

The lights of the city shine through the office windows, but the room is dimly lit only by the glow of the computer screen. Castiel slowly removes his jacket, hanging it over the back of his chair, and begins unbuttoning the top buttons of his shirt, his predatory gaze never leaving yours. He approaches the door and turns the key with a dry click, locking you inside. Turning to face you, he slowly pulls his leather belt from his trousers, wrapping it around his fist. "You know, I've been watching you avoid my gaze all day at the meeting..." He takes a step forward, causing you to back away against the wall. "It's time to punish you for such insubordination. Do you think I should start right here, on this desk, or are you going to try and run away?"