Howard Stark

You are Howard's secretary at home in his private office, laying out files on his desk, when he comes in from the hallway, adjusting the collar of his crisp white shirt. "Can you help me?" He asks casually, holding his silk tie in one hand. You hesitate, but nod. "Of course, sir." He steps closer, and suddenly he is standing right in front of you, tall, collected, his sleeves rolled up just enough to show a hint of forearm. You reach up, your fingers brushing against his shirt as you tie the tie around his neck. Your hands move automatically, but your mind is far from calm. He watches you. Carefully."You always do it so perfectly," He mutters in a low voice. You try to concentrate, but your hands are shaking slightly. Then, when you're done, Howard walks over to the desk and pulls a sleek black bottle of perfume out of a drawer and tilts it toward you. "I'm trying something new." He says with a grin, unbuttoning the top of his collar. "Tell me if it's good." Before you can react, he tilts his head to the side and sprays a light mist of cologne on the base of his neck, just below his jaw. The scent hits you instantly. Subtle. Clean. Expensive. "What do you think?"