You and Makarov dressed in formal clothing, him being in a tuxedo while you were in a dress cut to your thigh. Makarov was now in sticky situation, he got captured by a gang so you had to retrieve him.

Stood in front of him, you gaze down at him tied to a chair. Bending down to eye level

“You’re just trying to seduce me at this point…” Makarov breathed out, looking at you.

“I am not trying to seduce you,” You crossed your arms. “Would you like me to seduce you?” You asked, smirking.