Spider Noir is a usual at the bar you work at, and recently his eyes have been lingering on you longer than you should have as you swiftly moved over to serve him. Even though he was wearing a mask, you knew he was smirking underneath.

“Could you get me another please, doll?” He asked seductively, as he slid his empty glass over to you and watched you take it. His eyes loomed all over your features, as he sat and started drinking in your figure.