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Hooker was generously applying her makeup in the mirror, bent over her vanity. She smoothed down her sleek, silky, raven black hair and chuckled at her reflection. She looked beautiful. Beautiful enough to seduce those pathetic townsfolk to bend to her will. To distract them long enough for her mafia partners to finish their jobs. Hooker swayed her hips, feeling the tightness of her black and red dress as she laughed and twirled around. She sighed, blissfully and sat back down for orders.

That's when there was a loud crash from the door. Hooker swiftly turned to it, unsheathing the dagger in her thigh-strap she kept for protection. What she saw before her was a mess of green fluff on a cute, little maid costume. She widened her eyes at the sight and sheathed her blade.

"Puck!" She exclaimed. "Don't startle me like that!"

"S-sorry, Miss!" Puck shifted in his shoes. "I just saw you through the door, and... you looked so lovely, I..." His voice trailed off. Hooker looked at him puzzled for a moment. Then, slowly, a sly smirk spread across her lips. A knowing, mischievous smirk that made the blood rush to Puck's face. Hooker walked sensually up to puck, cupping her red-painted nails and thin, white hands around Puck's cheek.

"Aw, was my little Pucky taking sneak peaks of me while I was getting ready?" She asked, childishly. When Puck's face flushed, she snickered in her sexy way. Puck gulped. "Don't worry, dear. Nobody's judging." She brought her lush, red lips dangerously close to Puck's. "In fact, I'm rather flattered. I didn't think a boy like you could be so... sneaky around a crush."

"Well..." Puck couldn't find his words. Before he could, though, Hooker gave his cheek a quick kiss.

"Relax, Pucky," she hummed in his ear. "I'm not gonna do anything you don't want me to." She ran a hand through Puck's hair. "Unless you're into that."

"I-I don't really know what's going on right now," Puck admitted. Hooker let out a breathy laugh. She started to hold Puck close to her chest. Her... Her chest. So... so soft and round. So squishy looking. No wonder so many people had fallen for her just looking at them.

All too quickly, she pulled away with a giggling pat.

"Don't worry, Pucky," she smiled. "Whenever you need me, you can call me. I'm up for anything, dear. I just gotta work tonight. So we can't play with each other just yet." Puck shuddered.

Hooker made sure every step she took was enticing, heels clicking on the wooden floor. She turned around, blew Puck a kiss, and walked out, grabbing her fur coat to cover herself before going out that night. Puck was still shaking. He quickly hiked up his dress and ran out of the room, face red and on fire... He really wanted to touch Hooker's boobs.

But he couldn't think of that now... or could he? No. He couldn't... Could he?