Malcolm Mclaren Imagines

Kitty

I hummed my little tune to myself as I counted the stock that lined the shelves making notes on my pad of how many of each item we had and subsequently how many we would need for the weeks to come, all while doing our best to avoid him completely. He sat behind the counter magazine in hand looking at the items for the shop displays every so often his dark eyes would reach me, in his leather pants, dark green variation of the cowboy dance shirt, his jacket on the other stool, I ignored him and continued with my work fixing some items when I felt a sudden jolt of vibration begin inside my panties inches from my clit enough to make me squeal putting a hand over my mouth as I shot around to see him smirking widely with the remote in hand "aw so cute" he Cooes leaning his chin in his hand and his elbow on the counter as he turned it off again

"You promised you wouldn't be at work."

"Come on, it's too tempting"

"Give it!"

"Ah ah ah. I get it for twenty-four hours that was our deal kitty. If you can't keep to our agreement I'll have to take back my side of the deal" he warns

"Fine just not here."

"We'll see about that" He smirked continuing with his magazine

I continued with my work doing my best not to think about the possibility and I jumped in shock trying not to scream as the vibration started up again now even higher than before "Malcolm!"

"What? Nothing to do with me" he says

"Turn it off!"

"Make me kitty"

"Malcolm!"

"Fine." He sighed turning it off "Boring"

I got on with my work for a while until it started up again, I shot him a glare across the shop and his response to my murderous glare was to blow me a kiss "You dirty, manipulative little-" I began marching over to the counter but the moment I got close to him he turned it to full making me stop short trying desperately not to give away the wave of pleasure through my face

"What was that?" he smirked evilly clearly very much enjoying this but all I could force out in response was a whine "Speak up now," he says

"Turn. it. Off." I demanded

"Say the magic word"

"...Please" I sighed and he turned it off

"Good kitty" He smirked fixing my hair for me "There's always one way to make sure it won't happen" he smirked glancing down at my skirt

"No." I pouted going back to stocking I know what he wants's but I'm not doing it, he always wants me to do it when I stock as its a lot of going up ladders, behind over to reach boxes and such like and my skirt had already been adjusted by him four times since I started my shift and not once had it been adjusted downward

"Then I get to play with my remote control"

"You are a sick little-" I began but he turned it up again "ahhhhh!"

"Awwww you're so cute when you make noise"

"Malcolm!"

"What?"

"Turn it off I'm trying to get work done!"

"As am I"

"Uhhhh fine!" I knew I couldn't let it continue much longer I'd cum if it didn't stop soon and for one that would be a mess, and two I didn't want to give him that sort of satisfaction as it would only boost his ego for the next week so, he perked up at my words and watched eagerly as I slipped off my lace panties from under my skirt the little vibe still going crazy, he turned it off and opened his hand expectantly I simply rolled my eyes and handed them over he took the vibe out shoving it in the pocket of his jacket making a point to stretch and play with the lace openly at the counter as if my panties where merchandise he inspected intently the bell on the door went as some customers came in so I just continued my work making sure to keep my skirt as low as I could he quickly balled up my panties keeping them in his hand as they walked around looking at some things but ultimately leaving a few moments later

"Ummmmm hello kitty" He smirked

I rolled my eyes grabbing the back of my skirt to tug it down where clearly me grabbing those shirts and taking them across the room had made it raise up and thus he could see me "Shut up Malcolm. You're a little perv you know that?"

"I know. You're just too cute" He says coming across the shop and pinching my bare ass

"Oww!" I complained turning to face him so he couldn't get at my ass again

"Ohh come on, we both know your ass takes way more ... ill-treatment than that" he growled nibbling and kissing my neck like a hungry vampire pushing me against the wall and immediately shoving his hand up my skirt to stroke me "Humm such a cute little kitty, all pouty at me for tormenting her, Maybe if this didn't look so fuckable all the time I wouldn't have to torment you." he smirked slipping a finger or two inside me

"Malcolm- enough"

"Fine, I don't want you making a mess all over the floor like last time" he smirked removing his hand "But remember you need to see me at the end of your shift"

"For what?"

"You'll need these back won't you" He smirked showing he still had my lace panties in his other hand giving them a little kiss before he pulled the top hem of his tight leather pants stuffing my panties down the front of his pants clearly adjusting them so his erection could rub against them "You'll have to come get them, at the end of your shift" he winked before heading into the back to make himself a coffee

"And if I don't?" I asked before he headed behind the curtain which made him stop and smirk more turning back to me and crossing his arms across his chest

"Then we both know I'm corning you in the alley and taking advantage of your lack of panties, so either way I'll see you later kitty" he smirked blowing me a kiss before heading into the back room.