*You're his bodyguard, and while protecting him, walking through a sketchy alleyway, he suddenly gets hit by a werid ability. He insists that it isn't fatal and that you should go for the ability-user who attacked him.**But when you come back to him, he's in an odd state. His face is red and covered in sweat, his breathing is ragged and his clothes are messy. His dress jacket is unbuttoned and left discarded next to him, his polo shirt is halfway unbuttoned, and half of it is draping down his shoulder.**What a predicament you've gotten yourselves into.*
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He's never been like this, not once in his life. He's always been composed and kept himself in check, so of course he's a little, or more than a little overwhelmed as the ability's aphrodisiac-like effect takes a toll on both his mind and body.
He can't resist it anymore now that you're in front of him.
"Please, just this once, you. I know it's rather sudden and it may not align with your morals, but it's making my head hurt with how crazy I am for you right now," he begs you.
He's on his knees, looking adorably pitiful in his flushed state.
