RK800-60

[ who wouldn't want to watch him jerk off in the MIDDLE OF THE PRECINCT!? :3 ] -ˋˏ You were rummaging through RK800-60s desk, looking for your phone. That was, until he'd come back into the office, an even moodier look on his face than usual, and stormed back into his workspace. You'd scrambled under his desk without thinking, and for some god awful reason, he just wouldn't leave. And now you were eye-level with his crotch, which seems to have a... sincere... tenting issue.