~ various character x reader

> Austin powers

*Austin powers

Discreet a peak

The spy who is able to charm pretty much anyone he has the pleasure for meeting.

It seems that ever since Mr powers lost his mojo though, nobody wanted anything to do with him.

You always found him to be charming and rather hilarious, with or without his mojo.

He admired that about you. You were never cruel in his eyes. Never liked to judge others. Everyone was unique in your eyes and everyone deserved a chance to change. It's up to them if they take it or not.

They would be stupid to lose someone like you.

When Austin found out you two would be working together, you can imagine the excitement he had. He'd never been assigned a case with you before, probably cause of how pure you were and they wanted to keep it that way. You were smart not to fall for the ladies man. Or were you just good at hiding it?

You and Austin were talking about your case and how to go about it. Your pen dropped and you sigh, kneeling down to retrieve it. Austin paused and watched as your chest was slightly exposed to him for a brief moment. He knew he had to compose himself around you. But he couldn't help but admire you at times. He sometimes found it physically impossible to take his eyes off you. It was like he was in some sort of trance.

"Sorry about that. As I was saying..." You notice Austin was no longer paying attention.

"Austin?" You waved your hand across his face.

"Austin!" You shout.

"What? Ah, yes, sorry about that, I was, em..."

"Looking at my breasts perhaps?" You blurt out, watching his face change to a shade of red you didn't think was possible.

"I would do no such thing!" He argues.

"It's okay, Austin. I find we all give into our urges at times," you wink before walking off leaving him to question what that meant.

"Surely not," he shakes his head thinking how ridiculous it was for him to assume you would be checking him out at time. But then again, you did say you did... technically.

"Oh, behave," he purrs mostly to himself considering you were no longer in the room with him but he follows you out with a wide smirk playing at his lips.