After a good fifteen seconds of making out with your enemy, you broke the kiss. You leaned back and began explaining your situation.

“I’m sorry," You said, I was just using you, okay? It won't happen again." Your enemy licked his lips, liking the taste of your gloss. He looked down at your outfit with a smile. "I don't mind.." he said softly, "Mind what?" You mumbled.

"You using me," He said, wrapping his arms around your waist, "Use me.. all you want, how you want.. and where you want."