Second fic. I seemed to have fallen in love with a certain squishy...

"I know you're a fraud."

"And yet you let me cheat you?"

"That's only because I want to keep you by my side a little longer."

"I thought you were different, but it turns out that you're as glib-tongued as the rest."

"Well this apparently means, you don't know me well enough. Now tell me, how are you going to get anything out of me when you don't even understand your prey?" There. Right there. He was indirectly insulting my abilities. But the ironic thing is, it didn't hurt my pride at all, I didn't seem to mind.

"Who knows how many men you slept with just to complete your missions?" Okay, that was it.

I pinned him down and ran my finger down his cheekbone. "And you? How many have you slept with?"

"I believe I asked you first." A cocky smile crept up to his face.

"Why should I tell you?" I traced his heart-shaped lips.

"Because," with one swift movement, he flipped our positions so that he was on top, "you're helpless now?"

"So?"

"So answer my question."

"What if I don't?"

"You ask too many questions, and answer too few."

"What can you do to me?"

"Well, I can do this." He leaned in. I shut my eyes, expecting his lips to land on mine. But I felt nothing. Instead I heard him chuckling.

I slowly opened my eyes, and regretted the second I did. Sly son-of-a-biscuit.

His warm lips crashed into mine as soon as I opened my eyes. I tried to resist, I really did. But the feeling the kiss gave me had inevitably caused me to just succumb to him.

Soon, I found myself kissing back. He broke off after a while.

"I see someone enjoyed it."

I was too giddy to come up with any reply.

From that moment, I knew that my mission already failed.