Black lagoon and GTA 4 crossover: (Revy x Male reader)

Chapter 1:A new job

-Author POV-
1 month later after the revy jealous one-shot story. In the dimly lit apartment, amidst the clutter of mismatched furniture and the faint smell of gun oil lingering in the air, Revy and yn find solace from their turbulent lives. The silence is broken only by the occasional distant sound of sirens, a constant reminder of the dangerous world they inhabit. Revy, with her tough exterior still intact, leans in to kiss yn, her movements starkly contrasting to her usual aggressive demeanor. For a moment, the hardness in her eyes softens as she allows herself to be vulnerable, if only in the presence of the one person who has managed to chip away at the walls she's built around herself. yn, the dark and brooding person, reciprocates the kiss with a rare tenderness, his usual gruff exterior momentarily giving way to the warmth he feels for Revy. Despite his penchant for isolation and cynicism, his gaze has softened as he looks at her, a silent acknowledgment of the bond they share. Their relationship, forged in the crucible of violence and chaos, is a refuge from the harsh realities of their world. Behind closed doors, they can let down their guard, if only for a fleeting moment, finding solace in each other's arms amidst the chaos that surrounds them.Yet, even in this intimate moment, both Revy and yn struggle to fully express their true feelings. Words have always been a foreign language to them, their emotions buried beneath layers of trauma and hardship. But in the quiet embrace of the night, their actions speak louder than any words ever could, a silent testament to the depth of their connection.

yn blushes: Don't forget, the meeting with Balalaika starts, we have to get ready in 15 minutes...

Revy listens but wants to kiss him more because now she has him all by herself and they understand each other pain and dark side. Revy's lips curl into a sly smirk as she hears yn's reminder, his blush not escaping her notice. Despite the impending meeting with Balalaika, the Russian mafia boss who commands their loyalty, Revy finds herself drawn to yn, relishing the rare moments of intimacy they share. With a playful glint in her eye, Revy leans in closer to yn, her fingers tracing the contours of his jawline with a feather-light touch.

Revy: "We got time, baby."

she murmurs, her voice low and husky, a hint of mischief lacing her words. It's a testament to her tough exterior that even in moments of tenderness, her rough edges remain intact. Feeling the warmth of Anthony's blush beneath her fingertips, Revy's possessive streak begins to surface, her tough exterior giving way to a fierce protectiveness over the man she's come to care for. In her own unique way, she asserts her dominance, a silent declaration that yn belongs to her, at least for now.Revy's smirk widens into a mischievous grin as she presses her hand against Anthony's chest, feeling the rapid thud of his heart benenth her touch. With a cocky tilt of her head, she meets his gaze, her eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and desire.

Revy: "Aw, what's the matter, tough guy?" Revy teases, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she leans in closer, her breath ghosting over his ear. "Can't handle a little distraction before the big meeting?"

Her words are laced with a playful edge, her tough exterior cracking just enough to reveal the playful spirit beneath. With a flick of her fingers, she trails them lightly down his chest, her touch leaving a trail of fire in its wake.

Revy: "Your heart's racing like a damn racehorse," she continues, her smirk widening into a grin. "Guess it wants this as much as I do."

In her own unique way, Revy asserts her dominance, her possessive streak shining through as she lays claim to Anthony with both her words and her actions.

yn is shy: Damn you are so hot.....alright you win...just a little more ok?

They started kissing, it was passionate and hot. After that,15 minutes later, they go with Rock, dutch, and Benny to the meeting with Balalaika at her office. In the heart of Roanapur, nestled among the labyrinthine streets and alleyways, lies Balalaika's office—a fortress of power and authority amidst the chaos of the city. Situated in a nondescript building that belies its significance, the office serves as the nerve center of Hotel Moscow's operations.The exterior of the building gives little indication of the power wielded within, its facade blending seamlessly with the surrounding dilapidated structures. But upon entering, one is immediately struck by the air of authority that permeates the space.Inside, Balalaika's office is a study in contrast—elegant yet utilitarian, opulent yet functional. The room is adorned with rich furnishings and intricate decorations, a testament to Balalaika's refined taste and unwavering determination to assert her dominance in Roanapur's criminal underworld.At the center of the room sits a massive desk, meticulously organized with stacks of paperwork and a gleaming laptop, a symbol of Balalaika's control over her vast network of contacts and resources. Behind the desk, a large portrait of the Russian mobster hangs on the wall, her steely gaze a constant reminder of her formidable presence.As Revy, yn, Rock, Dutch, and Benny enter the office, they are met with a sense of gravity and solemnity befitting the occasion. Balalaika herself sits regally behind her desk, her expression unreadable as she surveys the newcomers with a keen eye.The meeting that unfolds within these walls is one of high stakes and tense negotiations, as alliances are forged and deals are struck in the shadows of Roanapur's underworld. And amidst it all, Revy and her companions must navigate the complex web of loyalties and betrayals that define their existence in this lawless city, knowing that the decisions made within these walls will have far-reaching consequences for them all.