He didn't bother to pretend he had not been looking. Morgan was the sort of young man that felt that lustful stares were a compliment to his beauty and pose, or rather, he seemed to act like he thought of them as such. "Has anyone told you that you look particularly stunning today, Morgan?" He asked, taking the messages but not so much offering them a glance, all his attention on the young man in front of him. "If not, let me be the first." He added, smiling as he leant forward to, fingers folding together, arms resting the papers Morgan had arranged. "You are quite the stunner."
He didn't pull back, but let his tongue wet over his lips before he spoke again, "So, what have you got in store for me today, Morgan?" He asked, fingers unfolding and moving upwards, cupping the boy's jaw and stroking the tip of his thumb over the boy's lower lip. "Something exciting, I do hope."