Sweet Swindler's Swive (Lupin III/Fem Reader)

Thief's treasure

You heard a bell ring as you were assigned back to your post. Another day of monitoring the latest lab creation, the mysterious DOWNSIZER 8. With a name like that, you wondered what its purpose was. Your job is to make sure nobody tries doing sketchy business with it, but that didn't mean you knew the business about the device. It looked like a .357 magnum, but instead of a cartridge for bullets, small blue-coloured pellets were the foundation. You wondered how that kind of ammunition would work on a gun like that. Isn't it better with concrete bullets? You nod off the thought, nothing but doing your job on your mind.

The confidential lab appeared inconspicuous from the outlook, you figured nobody would ever be interested in trying to burglarize it. It wasn't worth the effort to get by the maximum security and yourself. Besides, the unique weapon was stored in an electrical-bound case on the other side of the room. This invention seemed like the only bizarre instance of abnormal science around there. Everything else was concerning biology.

You slowly eased back in an office swivel chair, sipping some of your coffee to get you up and running. You noticed they left a newspaper rolled up on the table, probably for your indulgence during the run-of-the-mill day. You roll it out and glance over the large emboldened headline. Then you roll your eyes.

Lupin again. This petty thief kept on appearing as the poster boy for the news for as long as you remembered. Lupin Gang stole this, Lupin Gang stole that. You admit to yourself that is quite impressive they are able to seamlessly steal a bunch of priceless relics across the world like it were some kind of game. However, the buzz was growing more than old. It was no surprise anymore when the front page of the news exclaimed "LUPIN THE THIRD STEALS ORIGINAL MONA LISA NAKED ATOP THE LOUVRE MUSEUM". This guy was more unpredictable than the Florida man.

That was the only thing that kept you reading the articles about him since they did read out like some wacky cartoon. Otherwise, it was a stagnant routine that was published in the papers weekly. This time, they stole the Rosetta Stone. You didn't know much about what that was, nor did you care. It just looked like a big slab of rock. You took a heavy yawn, leaning back even further in the chair. You almost felt your consciousness fade under the ambience of the lab space.

Your foot gently swept the ground to spin you around in the chair. You tried a monotonous whistle to keep you awake as you turned and turned. Your office table. The Invention. Your office table. The invention. Your office table. Lupin. Your office table-

Your eyes nearly pop out of your sockets when you violently turn in the direction of the lanky man just standing before you. He had a cat-mouthed grin, staring at you unblinking. You rub your eyes and stand up, staring in absolute disbelief.

"WHAT THE HELL? HOW DID YOU GET IN HERE?"

You holler at him in dumbfounding belief. You already knew how, but you had to act surprised for the status quo. You were just enamoured that the master thief of the news realm was just standing in front of you nonchalantly.

He shushes you with the tip of his finger, doing a small giggle glancing over by your chair. He leans over and grabs the newspaper you had been reading.

"Hmm, strange! I can't seem to recall how I got in here either. It's not like it's a profound trait of mine to break and enter to do as I please."

He hits the front page of the paper for emphasis, over the greyscale picture of his ass hanging over the big stone thing he had taken.

You huffed, shaking your head. You knew he looked like a big smart ass, but you didn't think it would be this agonizingly apparent. You were still paralyzed with surprise to move where you stood, in front of him.

"Wow, is that really the best shot they got? I would be angry, but I'll admit that it probably got women like you going!"

He said wittily, fixating his focus back at you with a womanizing wink.

You do a wince at him, rolling your eyes again.

He continued to scan over the paper casually as if you had already been acquainted with this World-renowned criminal. You realize you were unable to move because his sharp gaze wouldn't allow it. You got the feeling that, despite his eccentric attitude, his intent is thoroughly planned out. The goofy facade was the perfect disguise for a calculated scheme. Air got taken from you when you somehow just got the intention of his sudden appearance. For some reason, you gained the courage to speak up to him in a stern manner.

"You better leave before I call up the authorities to kick your ass, Lupin. You're not welcome here, especially for that doohickey over there-"

You point to the empty, glass-broken case where the invention laid dormant.

"EHH??? BUT THE PLEXIGLASS WAS ELECTRICAL. HOW D'YOU-"

Lupin threw aside the paper. He smirked, revealing a rubber glove concealed within his vibrant jacket.

"Simple. This has to have been one of the easiest steals I've ever had! And I have you to thank for that. I know you were too enchanted to realize that all this went down as I planned. Tsk, tsk."

He waggled a finger at you while also revealing the partially concealed magnum from the other side of the jacket.

Suddenly, you run at him with blind rage. He did not foresee that, nor the tackling that proceeded. In a fight for your pride, you angrily force towards his jacket to get back the invention you were supposed to keep contained. You screamed with what sounded like ranting gibberish at the thief in desperation to get back what was rightfully not his.

"Woah, Woah! Calm down, mademoiselle. I didn't realize you wanted to get touchy!"

He did a shit-eating grin, consistently preventing you from taking a peek under the jacket. Lupin did a small shimmy which released him from under your barbarous clutches.

"I would love to stay and get busy, but this really isn't the place. Feel free to contact me later, baby.~"

Under the cuff of his sleeve came out a calling card. That card was thrown at the ground towards you with another flirty twinkle in his eye. He grabbed a thick rope that came from the ceiling from seemingly nowhere, waving to you innocuously.

"Toodle-loo! Be a good girl and leave the cops outta this. If you do, I could reward you for cooperation.."

He licked his lips in a pervasive manner, which rocked you to your core. You ran after him and the rope despite knowing that the confrontation was passed over. He had disappeared as suddenly as he came.

For the next few moments, you just continued to stare upwards. It was hard to swallow what had just happened, but it was one of the most exciting moments of your life. You wish you felt adrenaline from the element of surprise that was this Lupin.

You wonder for a split-second: why did he steal that weapon? Is it really capable of things helpful to an infamous crime gang? Despite being contained in an institution of biological sciences? You hoped to answer that inquiry sometime, but already imagined how he would respond. A witty, smart-ass comment proceeding a demonstration of said invention he now wielded. It was an exciting prospect.

Rather shamelessly, you pick up and examine that card he had graciously left for you to contact. There was an enclosed phone number along with a symbol you recognized somewhere.

Next thing you know, that number was hastily dialled.