"So am I just gonna have to sit in your office for a week or so? Because, if you are in here with me, I wouldn't mind," he was obviously trying to flirt with me, probably trying to bribe me romantically. I could tell that had worked many times before. "Yes, Mr Warfstache, you are staying in here and yes, I am also staying in here, taking breaks here and there of course." I said to him. "So, what do you do, handsome?" He said, again, trying to flirt with me. "I don't really do much, you were the only thing that kept me busy honestly." I said this, and yes, it came out wrong. "Oh really? I could keep you busy again if you need, Mr Iplier." He replied. " On second name basis are we? Well two can play at that game, Mr Warfstache." I said to him. He seemed to have like me saying it in the way I did.
"Well, Mr Iplier, if you come closer, I would give you all the information you need," he said with a seductive grin. What would I lose from this? Nothing really. I would only gain a one night stand and / or possibly a relationship from this. "Is that a challenge, Mr Warfstache? Because if so, I accept." I said.
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"You stubborn motherfucker." He said to me. I must admit, that is one nickname I like out of them all. He tugged on my hoodie and pulled me closer to him. I heard him whisper 'You are easy to persuade, Mr Iplier'
I admit, feeling his hand on my chest was comforting. I'm usually seen as the tough, independent guy not the guy with a relationship. I'm the last ego you would expect to have a partner. Soon enough, I felt his lips against mine. He really did mean what he said.
He pushed me to the floor. "You said you accepted the challenge yet, I'm the one doing everything here, Mr Iplier," He said. "Oh, are you complaining, Mr Warfstache? I thought you wanted a vulnerable victim." He bent down to look at me. "Oh, how right you are, handsome."
