Have I outsmarted you, Mr Iplier?

~* Chapter 4 - Did I really just do that? *~

(Dark's POV)

I honestly didn't expect such a criminal to be this alluring. "Well, I was only teasing you Mr Iplier, though, if your really interested, I suppose I could work my magic," he said to me with a wink. "But alas, I don't have all of the time in the world." He continued. He was obviously lying since he is staying in my office all night. I have never felt this close to somebody before, and I just met the guy.

I admit, he was very cute. He was probably one of the cutest guys in town. I saw him sit on my desk, probably because the chair was half his size. I watched him look at me, like he knew I wanted him. Desperately.

I walked over to him. "What are you staring at, Mr Warfstache?" I said to him, while he was looking at me with his drunk eyes. "Probably how fucking hot you are but, you probably already knew that, handsome." He was very short, shorter than me for sure. I decided to pick him up from the desk. "You've got a grip, Mr Iplier. Though, I would've expected that from such a man." He said while wrapping his arms around my neck. Soon enough, this ended up in a deep kiss that lasted for a while.

"I didn't expect you to be that desperate, Mr Iplier. Though, I suppose you are a motherfucker who is needing company whichever way it shall come, whether it be a friendship or sexual." He said with a chuckle. He wasn't very far off though.

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