I was cleaning the kitchen when I heard Taneleer coughing in the collection room.
It was then that I noticed smoke flowing from the collection room.
I pulled the fire extinguisher out and I ran into the collection room.
The foam and steam shot out as I held the handle, dousing the flames.
The Collector was in the corner, where most of the smoke had enveloped the room.
He coughed, clearing his lungs.
"Did you start this?" I snapped.
"No, you did." Taneleer rasped, coughing again.
"How did I cause it?" I retorted.
"You left one of the guns on. I told you about this robotic armor, Exquisite. You CANNOT leave them on. You are my assistant. I trust you. You must not let me down again." He said before a few coughs tore from his lungs.
"Are you okay?" I asked curiously. "You must've gotten a lot of the smoke in your lungs."
The Collector sighed. "I'm fine. At least the collection was not damaged."
"You are more important than the collection, Taneleer." I said solemnly.
"Why are you so worried about me, Exquisite?" He advanced on me until my back was pinned to the wall. "Do you love me?"
"I just care about you." I protested.
He crashed his lips to mine, intertwining our tongues. I pulled away, staring at him in shock.
Taneleer pinned me against the wall again. "I know you love me. I love you, Exquisite."
"I love you." I managed between him trailing kisses down my mouth and neck.
Knowhere heard our cries of passion and lust as we climaxed in erotica.