One Shots In Progress

Silco's The Boss (Smut)

~>Silco from the Netflix series Arcane. He's the main bad guy for the first season, but he does have a soft spot for his adopted daughter Jinx. Long story short, he's running the only bar in the undercity and selling his drugs (called shimmer).<~

You hated being called into the boss's office, but here you were again. This time you weren't sure what for; you had done everything you had been asked. Beat up everyone you were supposed to, sold all of the Shimmer you were given. So what now; you knew better than to have that attitude when you walked through the door to his office.

"You called boss?" You said as nonchalantly as you could. Silco was not a forgiving man, and his daughter was the psycho you were likely to deal with if he had a problem with you over business. Lucky for you, neither her nor his right hand woman, Sevika, were there. Silco only likes to get his hands dirty when it's personal, so you were unlikely to be murdered, at least right now.

"Close the door." He spoke as plumes of smoke left his mouth, he had a cigar in his right hand while he held papers in his left, lazily looking them over.

"What can I do for you sir?" You asked standing in front of his desk, feeling like you had just been called to the principal's office.

"Take off your shirt." He commanded.

"I'm sorry, what?" You thought you must have heard him wrong.

"Rumor has it, you have a little crush on me.... so..... Take it off." He stated matter of factly.

"What!?" You were still too shocked to truly process what was happening. 

"Am I wrong?" He glanced up from his papers.

"No it's just... I... I didn't think anyone knew.... How?"

"If you are uncomfortable, then you may leave, if not, take your shirt off." He went back to looking over his paperwork.

"Umm... I... Uhhh" You didn't want to leave, but you weren't entirely sure what was about to happen next. He sighed in frustration and stood up, turning his full attention to you.

"I plan on fucking the absolute shit out of you, I have plenty of whiskey and plenty of cigars if you would like. If this does not sound like fun you are free to go... If you would like to stay... Take. Off. Your. Shirt." He spoke very sternly, clearly frustrated at how flustered you were. Silco was always straight forward about what he wanted, but he was always less forward about getting it so to speak. You never thought he would be so direct about something like this, and you liked it.

"Yes sir..." You scrambled to take your shirt off exposing your bra underneath.

"Better. Come sit." He sat back down in his big chair. You looked around, there was only a small couch in the corner. You went and sat down on it.

"Come sit over here, I'll pour you a drink." You were confused at first, but then you clued in, he wanted you to sit on his lap. He poured you a tall glass of whiskey and sat back to give you room to sit.

"No pants allowed." He stated as you went to take a seat. You smirked down at him as you removed your pants, the room seemed much colder now.

"Good girl." He purred. All at once you felt the heat rush to your thighs. "Now, I'll tell you what, you finish that glass before I finish looking over this last expense report and we'll do something you want to, and if you don't finish in time, we'll do something I want to do." Instead of responding, all you did was raise your glass and begin to chug.

"Annnnnndd done." He said as he tossed down the paper just as you finished the last swallow.

"Cheater! You were already done." You chuckled as he smiled at you.