My Count Watres

The Challenge

Adrien sat at the far side of the room, watching Victor carefully. 'If I don't play my cards right, i'll lose my freedom. I need to be careful' He thought to himself. As more women faught for the Count's attention, he could feel jealousy start to bubble up in his chest. He was confused on why really but he shook it off as nothing. He will get what he wants, he doesn't care what he has to do. He needs the excitment and this little game that Victor set up just made it ten times more fun than it was before.

Victor glanced over to the thief skulking in the corner and smirked before taking the young brunette on his lap and giving her a deep, passionate kiss. She meant nothing to him, he didn't even remember her name. Victor just wanted to see Adrien's reaction.

His hands balled up into fists as his lips curled back in a scoff, his eyes darkened and narrowed as he watched the Count. He shook his head and gradually slipped away into the crowd to try and get that image out of his head. Maybe pull a woman out of the crowd and play with her for a bit.

Satisfied, the Count left the girls to get a glass of champagne. Not long after, the guards began to usher people out of the foyer through the massive front doors. Victor pulled off his heavy coat and mask, leaving him in his loose white button up and grey tights. He stretched and gave a yawn, looking around at his mess of a ballroom.

Adrien exited a different room, a girl quickly running out after him to leave the ballroom. His hair was a curly mess and his coat was in his arms which left him in a tight white shirt that showed off his toned chest. He walked over to the Count with a soft smirk, turning to watch as the woman left. "Terribly sorry Count Watres, I got distracted." He huffed, setting coat down so he could fix his hair.

Immediately, he knew what they had been doing. He could smell it on Adrien. He felt the sting of jealousy and huffed, folding his arms and turning away. "Too busy soiling my furniture, hm?" he started for his office.

Maybe it was my own fault, but really...? In my own home...? With her? Raise your standards, Adrien...

He only chuckled as he followed after Victor, quickly slipping on his coat. "What can I say, I liked the ring." He smirked as he opened up his palm to show off a golden ring with an incrested gem of sorts. He swiftly set it back in his pocket and made his way to stand in front of Victor with a smug look. "But you have a lot of things I like," He winked at him, biting his lip slightly as he eyed the man up and down. He was enjoying the view.

"You could have taken that ring in thirty different ways without doing that." He narrowed his eyes, unammused. He pushed past Adrien, sitting at his desk. He opened one of the drawers, pulling out a roll of paper, waving it for Adrien while avoiding eye contact. "You'll need this. The game starts in ten minutes."

"But again, wheres the fun in that?" He chuckled as he took the paper and looked it over, pushing his lips together as he did. "I strictly do what I do because its fun and..I need it. Need to live a little you know? I didn't have anything until I started and after a while, I started to treat it like a small game." He let a weak smile show before it turned to a small smirk as usual.

"Whatever..." he mumbled, turning in his chair. He was clearly disappointed. "That's a layout of the manor... every exit is marked with red... every room, in blue, every secret passage with green. Some rooms, exits and secrets are guarded. You can try to get past them to see what's inside and risk getting caught or you can find somewhere else. You have an hour to steal anything. Have fun."

He smirked and made his way to the door, turning to glance back at the Count with a dark look. He huffed and quickly turned back and walked over to the man and got down on his knees in front of him. His arm shot out and gripped at his collar to pull him forward and locked lips with him. "Thats for eariler," He growled lowly against him.