Javi got played on his latest assignments and all you want to do is make him feel better.

Some swearing and innuendo.

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You step inside the office. Javi is sitting there,  a lit cigarette in one hand and a glass filled with whiskey in the other.  You don't say a word.

You just come to stand behind him, and begin gently massaging his tense shoulders. Javi tries to shake you off, but you refuse to be put off by him.

He reluctantly gives in after a few minutes. You smile to yourself when he relaxes into your light touch. You stop after a few others and just rest your cheek on the top of his head.

You feel one of his hands reaching up to touch you. You move and come around to the front. Javier gently grabs your wrist and pulls you down into his lap.

You gently wrap your arms around his neck, just tenderly holding him. Javi buries his face against your neck as you gently stroke his dark hair.

"Oh, my beautiful Javi." You press your lips to his forehead and give him a gentle kiss.

"Don't pity me." His voice is gruff and cross. But you don't take it personally. You know he's pissed off at himself.

"I don't pity you. I don't want you to sit here,  alone, and wallow in your own guilt."

Javi finishes his cigarette and lights up another one. You just keep holding him.

"I'm just so damn pissed off at myself. God, I am such an idiot!"

"You are not an idiot," you tell him. "It could have happened to anyone here. In fact,  I'm sure it's happened to more than one person here."

Javi sighs softly,  leaning forward to stub out his cigarette and set it in the ash tray.

"I just hate this sort of shit happening to me." You gently grip his chin with your fingers, forcing Javier to look you in the eye.

"Javier, you're human. We've all screwed up at some point. Even me." Javier's face relaxes into a wry smile.

"I know,  chica." He kisses you, gripping your hips with his strong hands. You squirm, slightly grinding your lower half against Javier's lower half.

He gasps and squirms himself. You rest your forehead against his. You kiss the tip of his nose and he gives you a crooked smile.

"I just don't want you to keep beating yourself up over this."

"It's hard not to."

"Promise me that you won't." Javi groans in frustration.

"Don't make me promise that!"

"Javi, please promise me." You lean in,  putting your lips close to his ear.

"Or else, no more fun for a while." Javi  glares at you.

"That's not nice!" You sigh and gently stroke his mustache.

"I'll try, mi amor. But don't expect miracles." Yiu smile and kiss him again.

"That's all I  can ask for."