Malcolm Mclaren Imagines

Catty Little Kitty

I stood as I often did at the counter of sex making the notes of the inventory that jordan would call out as she went through the shop and stock room. We were already open for the day but it was far too early for our typical clientele to be in.

"Seven dance in blue two in red" she spoke up

"Umm we're selling a lot or that one" I noted likely the time of year pride was close by it always gets sold out around then

I heard the door making us both look up seeing malcolm head in looking unusually stressed dumping a box on the shop floor

"You alright malcolm?" Jordan asked

"Vivs having kittens." He says in an annoyed tone "bloody tailors fucked the rubber" he sighed "box came this morning and she threw a hissy fit" he explained

"What's happened?" I asked coming over to check the boxes contents as jordan made him a coffee, the rubber had been over stretched then sewn leaving it all misshapen and with latex and rubber that's a very bad thing "what a cunt" I sighed

"I know. Got to take it up there and give them a piece of my mind" he says as jordan brought him though a coffee "thank you"

"Shall we?" She asks and I nodded returning to our stock work, I noticed as she counted malcolm.

Leaning on the counter looking at me as he sipped his coffee, admittedly I didn't know Malcolm that well. I was still fairly new here and he hadn't been in the shop much lately off doing... I have no idea and frankly with Malcolm I didn't exactly want to know. But he was definitely staring at me

"Nine queens" she called so I nodded and made a note

"Y/n? Right?"

"Yes" I nodded

"You drive. Don't you?"

"Yes" I giggled surprised by his sudden question "I didn't bring my car today" I added

"Not a problem, can you drive my car?"

"I suppose so? Manual?"

"Course, may I steal her from you?"

"Take her" jordan laughed

"Excellent come on then" he says basically grabbing my arm and janking me out the shop with him, he loaded the box into the back of his little green mini and threw me the keys

"What am I doing?"

"Driving me. I need to take the rubber to the tailor it's a hour walk with that big box in toe and you drive so." He smirked climbing into the passenger seat I shrugged and climbed in starting the car up having to sit a moment while I got sorted as this was much different from my own car and heading off following his directions

"What's wrong with driving yourself?" I asked "I like driving"

"Good for you. I hate driving, never really learnt I suppose. I nearly bloody kill muse every time I drive anywhere" he explained

"I guess, I suppose you and viv don't really drive much"

"Don't need to. She hate when I drive too, always whining" he explained "why do learn anyway?"

"I had to, lived out in the sticks public transport didn't exist, taxies were like gold dust and charges accordingly, My parents couldn't drive me all the places I wanted to go and even if they could I didn't exactly want to go out clubbing and needing to Call my daddy to come pick me up, so I was reliant on lifts and stuff from guys and that's not the safest for a modern girl and I hated having to work in the back seat for the privilege so I saved up got my car gave me the freedom to some and go as a please and to help others out bad times too" I explain "I love the freedom of a car, I'd love a motorbike but I don't know"

"You quite like subverting expectations don't you?" He smirked "believe it or not I have actually been keep an eye on you"

"Why?"

"You... excite me"

"Ohhh uhhh-"

"I don't want to fuck you." He reassured

"Don't you?" I laughed as we pulled up at the place so I got out to help with the box he got out to he pushed me slightly so my back was against the car one of his hands on the door the other beside me so I had no escaped from him

"Alright. Fine. You do excite me both ways my little girly." He smirked his hand on my waist "I've been trying to sneak you out of that shop for months" he smirked "come on we'll sort this out and then how about you and I go and spend a little... secret time together" he smirked

"Well see" I answered grabbing his hand and twisting it back so he ended up stomach against the car his arm behind him "just because your my boss doesn't mean you get stuff for nothing malcolm" I warned "let's go, sort this out" I smiled letting him go and grabbing the box from the back but as I did he slapped my ass so I stood and handed him the box even if he winked at me shutting the car door as he began to walk as he did I kicked him actual managing to hot his ass

"Oi! Catty little kitty" he smirked "come on, then" he smirked so I followed him in.