Note: another female Darkwing one, due to a request :)

Also, there's going to be a mature rated continuation of this posted in the mature section soon. So for those interested in mature stuff, check out the mature section.

Negaduck was not pleased. Of course, he hardly was ever in a good mood. He was just in a worse mood then normal. So wisely enough the rest of the villainous group was avoiding him. Good. He didn't feel like putting up with those idiots anyways.

Another scheme had been ruined by Darkwing Duck. She was starting to piss him off. Enough so that his chainsaw had gone through about a dozen desks this week alone. And it was only Tuesday. Darkwing ruining his schemes wasn't the only thing about the purple clad duck that was angering Negaduck though.

The fact that she stopped his plans might not be as bad if he could actually think of her without a faint feeling of fondness. Well, a bit of lust too. Okay, a lot of lust. No one would blame him. He had caught his underlings staring at her more then once (well, except for Megavolt and Quackerjack. Those two were obviously only into each other.)

Trying to rid his mind of the lust filled thoughts, he rubbed his temples as if the act would clear the thoughts. It didn't. He nearly chucked a vase at the door when someone knocked. Thankfully logic prevailed. Throw the vase after the door opens, that way he could hit the fool who dared to bother him.

"Go away!" Negaduck yelled.

Negaduck was slightly surprised it was the more timid of the villains that defied his order and opened the door to slowly peek in his green and purple head.

"I'm sorry Negaduck! I really didn't want to bother you but I lost the straw pull and well..." Bushroot started to say as quickly as possible before ducking away from the vase Negaduck threw.

"Spit it out, you knob!" Negaduck snarled.

"We caught Darkwing!" Bushroot cried before Negaduck got it in his head to throw something else.

The look of surprise on Negaduck's face was of complete shock. Standing up from his desk he approached Bushroot.

"This isn't one of Quackerjack's jokes? Because if it is, he is dead." Negaduck said.

"It's not a joke! Come see for yourself." Bushroot said quickly, heading back into the storage part of the warehouse hideout.

Negaduck hid his interest well as he followed Bushroot. Still, he couldn't help but quicken his pace once he saw Darkwing. For the moment she was out of it, her head slumped forward against her chest. She was secured to a chair, the ropes looking quite tight.

Besides some ruffled feathers and a slight visible bump on the back of her head, she didn't seem like she had been harmed. With Negaduck of course, that could change quickly. Truthfully, the villain didn't truly know what he was going to do with her yet.

He did know one thing though. For the moment, he didn't want an audience.

"Get out." Negaduck said to the rest of the villainous group.

No one questioned the order. From Negaduck's tone, even Quackerjack got the point to not even ask why. Once the others quickly moved out of the exit, Negaduck approached Darkwing. She was still out of it and there was no telling just when she would come to. That didn't bother Negaduck just yet. He would give her some time to wake up on her own.

For now though, he would satisfy a curiosity. With Darkwing unable to stop him, awake or not, Negaduck removed Darkwing's mask. Part of him had been hoping that Darkwing was unattractive under the mask. It turned out the other half that hoped that she was as attractive as he thought she would be was the part that was satisfied.

He couldn't stop himself from caressing the side of Darkwing's face with his hand, enjoying the feeling of the soft feathers. It was them when Darkwing let out a groan, her eyes slowly starting to open. Negaduck moved his hand back.

When Darkwing fully came to, it was to the nastiest grin she had ever seen. She let out a slight yelp and quickly realized that she was in trouble.

"Hello, Darkwing. Not exactly the best situation to wake up to, is it?" Negaduck said.

"Negaduck!" Darkwing hissed, starting to struggle in her ropes now.

Moving behind Darkwing, Negaduck chuckled.

"Aw, you don't sound happy to see me. By the way, I would give up on the struggling. Your not getting free from those ropes." Negaduck said.

Darkwing snarled a little. If she could glare at Negaduck behind her, she would.

"You must want something from me as I'm still alive. What is it?" Darkwing asked.

That was a fairly good question. By now, Negaduck was sure of what exactly he wanted. He didn't even try to fight his next impulse to lean his head down next to Darkwing's and say in a rougher tone "What do you think I want?"

Darkwing's body was tense now, her eyes wide as if she could not believe what she just heard. Negaduck had to admit, her eyes were even more pretty without the mask on.

"Your sick." Darkwing said, a slight tremble in her voice.

"You have no idea how sick I can be... yet." Negaduck said, seeing the obvious fear in Darkwing's voice as a triumph.