Part 1

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"Y/n! My dear secretary! You love gambling, right?" your boss, Scaramouche, the 6th of the Fatui Harbingers, walked up to you and looked you into your eyes.

"That's right, master." you answered shortly. Whenever you called him that, you always remembered how Tartaglia, the 11th of the Fatui Harbingers, said how he thinks that Scaramouche has a master kink.

"well, I'm inviting you to gamble a bit with me" he smirked.

"alright." you smiled.

~time skip~

You both sat in a room, one across the other. It was pretty cold in there. His deep amethyst eyes looking deep into yours. You were slightly blushing.

"so, the rules of this gamble are.... Very simple." he chuckled "we are rolling the dices, and the one that gets a lower number removes a piece of clothing from them. Also, the one with the lower number is going second the next round. The loser is the one that gets naked first. Deal?"

You felt your cheeks growing hotter. "Deal..." you stuttered and looked away from him.

"flustered a bit, aren't we? Ladies first." he chuckled once more.

"alright" you grabbed one dice and threw it across the table "a five."

He imitated your actions "a six. You know the rules, darling." he winked at you, making you even more flustered. You removed your boot. "bored, aren't we? Well, not for long." took took a dice again, and again threw it across. You got a four, and he got a one. He took of his shirt. You couldn't help but look at his abs. He was much more ripped than you expected. "like what you see, huh?" you quickly looked away and threw the dice again. After few rounds, you two were almost fully naked. All you had on was a bra and panties, while he had on his hat and boxers.

You started shivering from the cold "Can i go-" he got up from his chair, grabbed your wrist and pressed you against the table "no. I'm not done with you, darling." he kissed you roughly on the lips and put his free hand on your hip.

You pulled away "Master... I dont think this is appropriate... I mean..." he interrupted you "do you think i give a fuck? As long as they don't caught us, it's alright."  he kissed you again on the lips, this time, it was more passionate and soft.

It wasn't even feeling like it was Scaramouche who kissed you. You could never thought that Scaramouche would kiss you like this. He caressed your hips softly, with his slender fingers. Once you two were out of breath you pulled away. He grabbed your hair and threw you on the floor on your knees. He pulled his boxers down "suck it, whore." you looked up in his eyes, and took his cock into your hand. You started jerking it. He pulled your hair again and forced you to take it whole into your mouth. Tears started forming on the corners of your eyes. He started moving your head up and down. His moans were like the music for your ears. You felt yourself getting wet down there. You started rubbing your clit with your thumb and moaned softly.

(end of part one bc im not bored anymore lol)

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