Dottolone/Panttore (Dottore x Pantalone)

He stepped further into the room, confidence radiating from every movement. "Doctor, I could make you feel much better." His tone was light, teasing, the way one might address an old friend-or a dangerous ally.

Dottore's head tilted slightly, his sharp eyes tracing Pantalone's movements like a predator observing prey. "I don't suppose that's necessary," he replied, though the smile remained-stretched thin, unsettling.

Pantalone leaned against the expensive desk, close enough to appear familiar, though still keeping some distance. "You know, I've been thinking," he continued, his tone low, flirtatious even. "We've worked together long enough. Perhaps we should... get more familiar. After all, What could two powerful men like us do all alone?" He paused, his voice suggestive, searching for a reaction before folding his hands. "Perhaps something... more entertaining."