Warning: Ooooh yesss... I am eeevil. So very... EVIL... how evil, might you ask? EVIL ENOUGH! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-*chokes and goes blue in the face*

... anyway! Um... YES! Here's more. You were warned before... and here's where the warning comes in effect. EEEVIL RED. HEH HEH HEH.


Chapter Three: Seductive Revelations


The flicker of a small light cast an eerie glow to the library, barely illuminating the table where Purple sat. The rest of the room was covered in menacing darkness. There was nothing but silence, save for the occasional noise from Purple. He hunched forward, muttering to himself. He was surrounded by books, scrolls, and manuals of all shapes and sizes.
Purple tapped his gloved claw against the table, glaring wearily at the papers before him.
"Where does it all go?" he muttered. "... and these policies... I just...,"
"What are you doing?"
Purple let out a strangled shriek of surprise as he arched his back, then whirled about. Red glared down at him, looking rather tired and irritated. Purple stared, then flushed and hissed.
"Don't do that," he snarled. Red smirked, slightly, then strode towards the table and tapped it.
"What are these?" he inquired. Purple glared at Red, warily.
"... Reports and policies," he replied.
"Oh?" Red blinked and looked down at the piles of papers. "Looks like senseless garbage to me,"
"Shows how much you know," Purple sniffed, disdainfully. "These just so happen to be the entire backbone of the Irken Empire! Budget reports... policies... tribunes... the like!"
"Still looks like garbage," Red snorted.
"Feh," Purple grunted. He looked back over the papers. "What do you want?"
"You're too noisy," Red crossed his arms. "You're keeping me up,"
"I'm soooo sorry," Purple said, sarcastically.
"Don't let it happen again," Red grinned. Purple scowled and returned to looking over the paper. He blinked, then scowled, when Red slammed his hand in front of him to block his work. "Are you going to bed so I can get some sleep or aren't you?" Red growled.
"I will when I'm DONE," Purple snapped. "I'd be done SOONER if a certain IRKEN would HELP but since he won't... I have to do everything myself!"
Red sighed, frusterated, and sat down opposite Purple.
"Fine, fine. What is the problem, anyway?" he spat. Purple blinked at Red, bewildered that he was actually offering to help, then looked at the papers.
"... Just that there's a lot of useless programs and policies... they're devouring the budget and aren't even any good," Purple muttered.
"Like what?" Red arched an invisible eyebrow.
"... Well... here's a program that encourages people to eat nachos," Purple looked over one paper. "... I don't see why it even exists... but it costs a fortune,"
"... So why don't you just get rid of it?" Red asked.
"I... I can't do that-!" Purple stared. "Some of these policies were made by the Council...,"
"So?" Red eyed Purple. "We're the Tallest. Who cares what they think? That's the entire point behind supreme rule!"
Purple stared at Red, then at the papers.
"... But...," he faltered.
"Just get rid of it," Red barked. Purple flinched before he could suppress it and glared at Red.
"... I guess so," he muttered. Red nodded, approvingly, and grabbed another piece of paper. He scanned over it and blinked.
"... All nose rings and earrings are prohibited? Anti-nose ring and earring tactical forces?" he blinked. He glanced at Purple. "... We don't HAVE noses... OR ears,"
Purple shrugged, helplessly.
"Ugh," Red scowled. "Trash it!"
Hours passed and the light burned late in to the night, giving light to the two Irkens as they worked. Papers piled about them as both trashed or revised policies and programs indiscriminately.
"Safety locks on knives... why would a safety lock be on a knife!?" Red barked. He glanced up to see Purple sigh and wiggle his claws, cramped from writing down every change in the large log that acted as the internal report for the entire Empire. Purple glanced back down at the papers in front of him and made a face.
"So many left...," he sighed. "Where did all this come from?"
"I don't know and don't care," Red replied, tapping his claws against the table. "There's just thousands left to go,"
"...,"
Time continued to pass, hours piling on top of one another until the lamp started to run low on power. The shadows increased in length as the light flickered on and off. Red rubbed his eyes, muttering, as bruised bags formed under them. He glared, angrily, at the stack of papers in front of him. His eyes drifted up, then came to a stop on Purple.
A soft snore came from Purple as he slept, head propped against his arms as they rested agains the table. His chest rose and fell, gently, as he slumbered.
Red blinked, then smirked wickedly. Purple couldn't imagine how vulnerable a position he had just put himself in. All Red had to do was walk over and stab him; then, Red would be the only Tallest. Red slowly stood up, his eyes glittering darkly, as he walked towards Purple. Purple continued to sleep, totally unaware of the danger he was in or the menacing figure of Red.
Red stopped in front of Purple, looking down at him. His expression hardened as Purple sighed in his sleep.
Red had to admit that Purple was absurdly cute. Red blinked, then tilted his head. He watched Purple's face as the Irken slept, noting every twitch and sigh that escaped the exhausted Tallest. He found that he couldn't look away. Slowly, Red reached down and touched Purple's cheek. Purple flinched, then sighed and tilted his head against the tender touch.
Red blinked, curiously, as he gently touched Purple's cheek. A small smile played on Purple's lips as he slept. Red noted that Purple liked being touched. Not many Irkens liked being touched, especially when they reached a certain height. For a Tallest to enjoy being touched was rather astounding.
Red idly wondered if anyone had ever touched Purple before.
Red continued to watch Purple's emotions dance across his face when, suddenly, he leaned forward. His claw hooked under Purple's chin and lifted it up to greet him. For a brief moment, Red pressed his lips against Purple's own. Purple made a slight noise, but did not wake.
Red closed his eyes, enjoying the sweet taste of Purple on his lips, before slowly pulling away and easing Purple's head back on his arms. He blinked and watched Purple continue to sleep, solemnly.
"... Mnn," Red grunted. "... I think I'll keep him,"
With that, Red walked over to his chair and sat down again. He crossed his arms, thoughtfully, before a wicked smile crossed his face.
"Besides," he thought. "It'd probably taste even better when he's awake,"
With that, Red let out a vicious chuckle and returned to the books.

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Purple slowly opened his eyes, wincing painfully as his muscles screamed at him for sleeping in such an uncomfortable position. He leaned back with a moan and stretched, then blinked slowly.
Seconds later, it dawned on him.
With a startled yelp, he quickly examined himself to make sure that he was, in fact, alive. He searched his robes for bloody wounds or other signs of attack only to find none.
A dry chuckle caused Purple to look up. Red smirked at him, reclining in the chair, as he joted down the last of the changes in to the log.
"Good morning," he said, grinning, as he sat the log down on the table. "Sleep well?"
"I...," Purple stared, confused. He had been totally vulnerable! And yet, Red hadn't tried to kill him in his sleep?
"Good," Red purred. "What did you dream about?"
Purple blinked, taken back.
"Um... well...," he muttered. Red chuckled again, obviously amused, and leaned forward to rest his elbows on the table.
"Are you always this vocal?" he asked, slyly. Purple felt a blush come to his cheeks, idly wondering what Red was trying to hint at. "I hope you're well rested," Red continued, casually. "We DO have to go to the Council meeting...,"
Purple continued to stare, then slowly stood up.
"I... um... guess we'd better go then," he muttered, rather bewildered. He looked up to see Red chuckling again.
"You're so cute flustered," Red purred. Purple's eyes widened as his cheeks burned a bright red. "So easy to make you blush, too," Red continued. "I wonder what'd happen if I-,"
"We need to go," Purple choked, then grabbed the log and darted for the door to the conference room. He almost made it to the door before he felt a pair of powerful arms wrap around him and tug him back. Purple yelped as he was turned about, then crushed against Red's musclar chest. He found himself eye to eye with Red. Purple stared, shaking violently despite his attempts to control it, as Red grinned at him with a predatory smile.
"What's this?" Red breathed. "Why are you in such a hurry?"
"I...," Purple whispered, unable to think.
"Well," Red snickered, leaning closer. "Let's atleast have a good luck kiss before going," Before Purple could protest, Red's lips fused to his own. Purple felt his back arch as Red plundered him with a kiss so powerful and aggressive it sucked the very air out of his body. Just when Purple thought he would faint, Red ended the kiss and let out a pleased growl. "Even better when you're awake,"
"U-uh?" Purple blinked, dazed. Red winked, then turned and strode out of the door towards the conference room. Purple stared, dully, then shook his head. Every pore in his body screamed out at him, from both want and fear. Was this another attempt on his life by Red? If so, then why did it feel so good? He didn't understand; it made little sense.
Purple touched his lips, timidly. He could still taste Red. Purple shivered.
"No...," he muttered, weakly. "This is some stupid game of his... he's just trying to pull something on me... I've got to be careful. I can't let him get what he wants,"
Purple held the log close to his chest and scowled.
"I just... wish I knew what it was he was after," he muttered.
"Isn't it obvious?"
Purple jumped, alarmed, to see Red peer around the corner in to the room. Red smirked, wickedly, as Purple backed away.
"You-!" Purple yelped. Red winked, cutting Purple off.
"It's obvious what I want," Red repeated. He sneered. "I want to conquer you,"
With that, Red disappeared around the corner once more. Purple stared, totally bewildered, for many moments. Then, he too stepped out the door and headed for the conference room.