...Well, this is a complete 180 of what he thought would happen I'm the meeting room. "Y-You want my helmet off or something?"

She doesn't need to tell him, it's 2 and 9. Or at least that's what he remembers.

"I have no idea why they want us to wear them anyways.." Removing his helmet, his battle scarred 'pretty' boy face could be seen pale. A gold and dark blue pupil stared right into hers. "We're wearing casual so it doesn't make much sense."

Jeez...NNN is rough. Too bad he didn't care about it and failed on the first day.🤷‍♂️

He would avoid the 'fixing' touch but accepted the soft kiss with one of his own, looking down a little bit. "I-I don't think they're too noticeable..not cute.." Clearly flustered.

Max... Stay in bed...it's gonna get bloody.

"..I don't entirely know, I just got a note to come here from you." He'd shrug, approaching and cupping his hands gently on her upper thighs. "Guess you got a bit curious?"

"Raccoon is an Imposter, now with that information said. I need to take her somewhere private to conduct a proper punishment."

"We're adults. It isn't illegal either. Now with that said..let me help you fail.~"

With a gentle tilt of his head to the right, his eyes changing... The golden eye turning red, and the white around the left eye became solid black. A soft smile greeting her. "Pain."

"In what regard?" Rubbing on her legs a little bit, he'd rest his forehead against her shoulder gently. Taking in a bit of her scent before his hands cupped her sides. "I feel like your imagination is pretty incredible..~"

...Hot Chocolate? Sure, why not? He doesn't know what to do he's never had it.

"You're a terrible liar, but I'll leave you alone tonight."

It felt nice, moving just that bit closer for her. "The..kinky stuff? I don't think I'm that wild honestly..." He'd rub on her sides slowly, his face in the crook of her neck before placing a few soft kisses to her neck.

With a shrug, he'd reach down and grasp onto the back of her thighs scooping her up. Looking up at the ceiling with a grin. "Are you sure/this is enough?" He'd ask before adjusting her a bit, however she's sitting against his forearms.

He'd keep her sat firm against one of his forearms while his other hand cupped the back of her head, letting her stay at his neck. "I mean, I don't think I should hold back, but then again I like holding you..even though you're taking my body heat."

"What's your story, @PATHOLOGlCAL?"

"..well yeah I would, that's why I asked. How about I start? I'm an alien, technically zombie from countless dying and coming back with a cyborg eye. You?" Sheesh...

He'd shrug. "7 out of 10, maybe 8." He'd removed his helmet, a 'pretty' boy face with loads of scars, medium long blonde hair in a mess and..a gold eye and a dark blue eye."A bit easier if you see the face behind the helmet."

He'd shrug. "Well, if you ever want any I don't know..weed? Remember a yellow astronaut. Okay?"