You're stuck in an elevator with your enemy. He was on the ground, playing with his tie, bored as ever. You were too busy frantically pressing the buttons. "Come on, come on.." You helplessly whimpered, "I. don't want to be in here.." Your enemy rolled his eyes, "Nobody wants to stuck in an elevator, moron." You turned around and looked down at him. "I'm just stressed!" You snapped. He started to smile, "Is that right?" "Yes," You replied, "I have a lot on my mind." - He calmly got up from the ground. "You know stress isn't good for the body!" He said. For some reason his muscles were making you feel weak.. "Is there anything I can do to alleviate this stress?" He offered, "Anything at all?" Your heart was racing because he was standing right in front of you.

You glanced at the elevator ceiling. No cameras. Your enemy noticed and grinned. "You're.. thinking something naughty, aren't you?" You blinked, "What? Absolutely not." "Then why did you check to see if there were cameras?" He asked. You didn't respond. He lowered his head to whisper in your ear, "Is it because you want to do something that shouldn't be seen on camera?" You gulped. He chuckled, "I can damn near read your thoughts, love. I know exactly what you're thinking..." He began unbuttoning your blouse

"I know exactly what you want.."