Other Biggering For Onceler- a different path

The Only Costume That Mattered-EDITED

Top part was the part I needed to go back and add...

Sitting at the desk he tapped his pen on the desk. Thinking in thought, Onceler tried to make use of the knowledge he was given. He called in Iris and decided to have a go at this.

"So, I got an answer and this is where I need your help", Onceler began.

Iris walked in and came up beside him standing. She looked at his puzzled look and became more intrigued.

"What is the answer?", she asked.

"Yes, we are correct, Clive is seeing Claire BUT...there is one tiny snag, and this is where I need you", he said while clicking his pen.

"Need me? what for?", Iris asked with a confused look.

Onceler then stood up with the pen in his hand and looked down at Iris. He took the tip of his pen and gently lifted her chin. Her green eyes met his blank blue eyes in a stare.

"So tell me......tell me about the ice", he responded with a dry authoritative tone.

"Ice...I.." she tried to turn her head.

Onceler then lifted her chin again with the pen and then ran his fingers across her cheek with his free hand.

"No no...do not do that.... Answer me...explain the ice....", he continued.

"What are you talking about?", Iris said with a dumbfounded tone.

"Well it seems Claire is not fond of me...the problem with that was the day you came home and basically...the way it was described...sat on ice all day and it was described that you were basically in complete misery.... AND she did not like that and now thinks I am a grade A asshole for it... now...do not play dumb with me...you know which night I am referring to... I just want to hear this from you since you Never Mentioned it....go on....I am listening", he said with a firm tone.

"Yes, I did have to and yes I was in misery... I could not sleep and ....", Iris said with embarrassment.

"And this is why you did not come in Monday...hmmm makes sense...but tell me (tilts her chin up while speaking)...why NOT admit this", Onceler inquired with a evil smirk.

"I think you know why", Iris said with a stern stare.

"Oh do I...I want to hear you say it", Oncelers eyes pierced right through her as he spoke.

"Because... you'd have fucking loved it too much...it would have boosted your ego ...", Iris grumbled.

"Hmph... still stubborn.... Still needing to be taught I see, the realization... the punishment and consequences after... and realizing it would need to be addressed because if you told me this...could have been avoided (he reaches in and nibbles her neck), but... you still need to be taught some things and that we shall but... what we need to do is somehow get Claire to not hate me as much...unless...perhaps she desires some lessons HERSELF", Onceler grinned with a catlike expression.

"Uhhh smartass, she has Clive.." she began.

"Oh Clive is a sweet teddybear but I assure you yes there is some kink there.." he smirked.

"How do you....wait.. wait I don't want to know...as long as he's good to her", Iris stated.

"Oh of the two of us he is definitely more of the softie...as you can obviously see... ", Onceler smirked and playfully rubbed on her breasts through her shirt.