Supervillain Idol System: My Sidekick Is A Yandere

Trixie stayed in her position a moment longer, watching them walk toward the table with narrowed eyes. She then raised her hands and brought them to her own breasts, giving them a minor squeeze. 'Man of all seasons my ass. He just wanted to dodge the question,' she thought to herself.

She then lowered her hands and looked at Don with a mischievous glint in her eyes before licking her lips and thinking, 'I have to admit, though, he does seem like he'll be fun to have around.' With that in mind, Trixie proceeded to vanish and reappear around the table just as Don and Elle were also taking their seats.

Upon doing so, Elle pointed toward the center of the table and explained, "There's also a projector in this table and voice recognition, so just say what meal you want and it will either be brought to you or an order will be made. We can wait for it."

Don quickly understood this. "That sounds nice, but I am really famished. So what meal can we get here quickly?"

Before Elle could make a suggestion, Trixie didn't waste time ordering. "Voice command: we'll have three servings of chicken fries, a bit of salad, and some ground beef," she said.

Elle immediately stopped thinking and turned toward Trixie with a frown on her face, upset that she ordered for Don before she could do so herself. "It's rude to make orders for others without asking if they're okay with it," Elle lectured.

Trixie immediately turned to Don and asked, "Do you not like chicken? What man doesn't like chicken?"

Don shrugged his shoulders. "I never said I didn't like chicken. I'm so hungry I could pretty much eat anything right now," he said.

Trixie gave him a mischievous smirk and offered, "Well, my ass is always on the menu."

'Gahdamn,' Don thought, stopping himself from taking the offer as he could clearly see she was teasing him. A little part of him wondered if she would really do it if he asked.

"Trixie!" Elle exclaimed in surprise.

Trixie, however, just shrugged as if she had said nothing wrong. "What? I was just offering. I mean, he definitely has the face of someone who eats ass."

Don couldn't help but narrow his eyes at this accusation, thinking, 'Okay, see, now that's just rude. But then again...'

Don didn't even need to say anything as Elle was passionately defending him. "Not everyone is a pervert like you, Trixie! Predator... I mean, Don is not moved by temptations and bodily desires like you are!"

"Ha! I call bullshit," Trixie argued, before pointing at Don. "I mean, look at him. He looks like that's the only thing he's moved by. Be honest, Don, between world domination or a sexy night with me and Elle, what would you choose?"

'That's unfair,' Don thought, but he knew he couldn't avoid this one with a neutral answer. He didn't want to look like he was hesitant, so he immediately answered, "The night with you two, of course."

Though it may have seemed like an easy answer for Don to make, he had actually chosen to be very careful with his word choice, choosing not to say anyone's name first like "Trixie and Elle" or "Elle and Trixie," but instead just referring to them as "you two."

He did this because he knew how easily women could get angry over a minuscule detail like that. He also chose to answer immediately because if he showed hesitation, it would have told them that he didn't regard them that highly. In their minds, at least.

He was right, as his answer caused Elle to be especially surprised. She immediately moved her head from Trixie over to Don and asked, "Really? You would choose a night with me over your dream?"

Though Trixie wasn't very moved by the answer, it pretty much meant the world to Elle to hear, as it essentially told her that Don put her in very high regard. Don nodded at Elle's question and didn't hesitate to reply, "Of course. What's the point of world domination if I don't have you two with me?"

"Well, I…uh, wow…," Elle stammered. Don's answer was a bit too much for her to take as she proceeded to faint in the next moment.

Don reacted quickly and caught her before she could hit the ground. He then placed her comfortably on the chair and began trying to shake her, but she remained unresponsive.

Trixie couldn't help but laugh at this before looking at Don and saying, "Good job, Romeo. She'll be out for hours now. She'll probably wake up thinking it was just a really good dream."

"Wait, this happens a lot?" Don asked.

Trixie gave a small nod. "Oh, you get used to it. Every time the minions manage to bring new photos of you, the more revealing the longer she faints. I think her record is one day and four hours. She managed to get her hands on your kid photos and videos. You're so cute that she spent the whole day looking at them.

When I told her that you and her kids would look like that, she fainted. Don't worry, you'll get used to it."

Don didn't even act surprised. He simply let out a sigh and adjusted Elle's position so she would be more comfortable. After he did this, he wanted to take his own seat again, but before he could, Trixie vanished from her seat and appeared on his, now looking up at him with a mischievous smirk on her lips.

"Can I help you?" Don raised a brow and asked.

Trixie proceeded to lick her lips before lowering her eyes, which eventually settled on Don's crotch. "Well, I was just thinking, since Elle is taking a little nap, why not give her hard-working familiar a little meaty, hard, throbbing snack?"

Just as Trixie said those words, Don could feel his cock throb, something Trixie could see through his pants, which made her smile even more mischievously. "I'll take that as a yes."

"Wait, wait, we should at least not without her knowing," Don said, though in truth, he simply just didn't want to risk getting caught and landing himself in trouble with Elle, whom he didn't see as mentally stable.

Trixie, however, didn't seem to share these worries. "Don't worry, she could never hate you. If anything, doing this will only make her want you more. Think about it."

As Trixie said this, she opened her mouth and showed Don just how long her tongue was before urging him, "Aren't you curious what my mouth feels like? And you know, as a half-succubus, I'll forever be attached to the first cock and spunk I taste. If you don't want that to be you, I guess I could just have one of the minio—"

Before Trixie could finish, Don cut her off, sighing, "You've convinced me."

Hearing this, Trixie couldn't help but smile as she said to Don, "This is the beginning of a wonderful relationship."