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“Oh my god, so you’re a killer?!”
“No, I’m an Enforcer,” he stated, making me tense because that didn’t exactly sound much better.
“An Enforcer? What is that, like being some mob boss’s henchman or something?” At this he smirked, and I didn’t know if it was because of the name I used or the fact I was well off the mark. Clearly, I hoped for the latter.
“No, Little Bird, it’s not like a mob boss’s henchman.”
“Then what is it?” I asked, feeling like this was most definitely an important factor here.
“My position among my people is complicated to explain. All you need to know for now, is that I keep the peace.”
“You keep the peace?” I repeated, making him grin as if he found me endearing with my constant echoing of everything he said.
“Yes, and with it comes certain aspects of the job that allow me to punish those that wish to… um…” He took pause, clearly trying to work out how best to say it.
“Disrupt the peace?” I offered, and again his grin didn’t exactly put me at ease.
“Exactly,” he agreed.
“So, you’re a vigilante… like Bruce Wayne… oh my god, you’re like a real-life Batman, aren’t you?!” I shouted, making him jerk back a little.
“Excuse me?”
“Well, Bruce Wayne is rich, and he keeps the peace in Gotham city, and clearly has no problems about killing bad people, so I just thought…” I let this fantastical thought trail off the moment I saw his face, one that was obviously amused and trying not to laugh at me. Jesus, he even looked close to biting his damn lip.
“Fuck me, you’re cute,” he commented, and it was said in a more, ‘I find you endearing’ kind of way, than the ‘yes I am clearly mocking you’ kind.
“Okay, so you’re not Batman.” At this he smirked and told me,
“No, but given how much the idea seems to excite you, then I have never before wanted to go out and buy a cape so much in my life.”
I couldn’t help but burst out laughing, something again he seemed to find cute and endearing.
“Not sure we are ready for role play yet, Ryker.” At this he grinned big and warned,
“Mmm, I see… so what you’re saying is, give it a day or two before I bring out the leather and chains?”
I choked on another laugh and issued what I thought was a witty comeback.
“Oh, don’t hold back on my account, if you are into wearing leather chaps and nipple chains, then each to their own. I won’t stop you… ridicule you, yes, but I won’t stop you.”
It was then his turn to burst out laughing before he hooked a hand behind my neck and pulled me in close enough for him to whisper over my lips,
“Behave, funny girl.” Then he kissed me and effectively, stole my breath, even if it was only for a minute. Once he had finished, he pulled back to look down at me, and I started to squirm under his hot and heavy gaze. So naturally, I pressed on with our earlier conversation before chaps and chains got involved.
“Okay, so I think we have established that you’re not Batman but I have to say, you’re not really explaining what you do or why it is you need to be a thief. No offence, Ryker, but you don’t exactly look like you can’t afford to buy golden birds,” I said, looking around the expanse of his impressive office, knowing in all likelihood he owned the damn building.
At this he laughed, picking up my hand and laying it in his lap, before then stroking his fingertip down the length of my palm. Something that admittedly gave me shivers, especially when he started to trace the lines of my tattoo.
“This artifact is different and was long ago once stolen from me.” I frowned at this before questioning the obvious,
“So, you stole it back?”
“I did, and with a little help from some sexy assistant that happened to have a photographic memory.” I blushed at the compliment.
“And now I’m guessing some bad people want it back?”
“They do indeed,” he replied, still seemingly happy to answer my questions all the while playing with my hand and wrist.
