Birthday Request Event - 2024

Gift 26 - Marco x cisfem!Reader

Gift Details ♥
Reader Style: cisfem (Writer's choice!)
Character: Marco the Phoenix
Vibe: NSFW Consensual (Writer's choice!)
AU: Government Mandated Marriage
Prompt: Hotspring 

Summary: The last thing you wanted was to be part of the Government Match Program, but you've exhausted all your options and are forced to meet your match.

Content Notes: so sweet you're gonna get cavities, fingering, making out, stops just as it gets good =p (It's over 1700 words I needed to stop ^^; )

This birthday party is 18+, consensual unless explicitly stated otherwise, and BYOB

It had all been a disaster from the start.

The stupid government match program, the stupid Matchbooks, the stupid meeting. You didn't want anything to do with any of it, but being angry about its existence wasn't enough to get yourself removed from the program.

Unfortunately for you, you didn't have a medical or religious reason to apply for exemption. You had no documented traumatic experience, assault or near miss life and death accident to apply either. You weren't able to get an exemption from it for college, all you could get was a delay in being matched.

So now, here you were. Nearly thirty, a graduate, in a good job, with zero inclination or desire to become a mother. You could only hope the gods of statistics had mercy on you and you could avoid the roll of the dice for six years. Then you could apply for an exemption based on age.

But even more than that, if you could drive your match to give in and request a rematch, then you'd be back in the pool. As far as you knew this was a first match for both of you. It would raise flags for you if you applied for a rematch, considering how much stalls and exceptions you'd applied for over the last 14 or so years.

You gently shooed your mother's hand away from your outfit. She was just nervous and trying to burn off the energy, but you weren't worried about being flawless anyway. If you could've gotten away with it you would've showed up in sweats and a hoodie.

But even you weren't that rude, and this first meeting was happening in the private tea room of a very expensive onsen. The idea being that if the two of you hit it off well you could enjoy the private open air hot springs attached to the suite that your parents, and his father, had pooled together to pay for.

If you didn't hit it off well then your parents could stay for all you cared.

"Apologies for the wait," A booming voice, that's trying desperately not to boom, says as a very tall and broad shouldered older man enters the room. His mustache is impressive. "There was an accident on the way here and Marco assisted the paramedics."

Coming in behind the massive man was a tall, but not as physically imposing, younger man with blonde hair and bright eyes. You knew Marco was a doctor, but it still took your mind a moment to equate him assisting the paramedics with it actually being within the parameters of his job.

"Sorry about the tie, yoi." He says, as the two seat themselves across from you and your parents. "I didn't think to bring along a spare."

"Oh it's fine," your mother assures him and you nod slightly.

The pictures in the matchbook don't do him justice. Maybe it's because he's a little ruffled from the accident that had delayed them, or maybe it's because you never heard his voice until now, but your brain is spinning in place and you don't know what to say.