You were getting ready to infiltrate and complete your next mission, pink lipstick, a beige dress with cuts on the sides and slightly low-cut, your hair falling like a cloak. You had just finished putting on some soft eye shadow, until you noticed a heavy gaze at the door, looking at you with thinly concealed adoration. "I should have knocked on the door." He said calmly, approaching you, to the point where you stood up only to feel his breath on your neck and his hands settling on your waist.