A/N: Y/N means Your Name, while H/C means Hair Color, H/L mean Hair Length, S/C is Skin Color, E/C is Eye Color, St/C for Shirt Color, P/C for Pant Color, SH/C for Shoe Color, and B/B for Body Build for a general/common description.
~3rd Person P.O.V.~
A young man was sitting at a desk, the entire room in the precinct dark. A single lamp lit the desk, showing papers scattered everywhere, some stuffed in files.
Y/N was a police officer who worked under Detective Gumshoe, who, in everyone's book, wasn't that great of a detective. However, tonight he was asked to do some research for the one and only, whip happy Franziska von Karma.
"What a pain." Y/N mumbled, his E/C shrunken in from his lack of sleep. "If it weren't for Gumshoe, I would've been done with this stupid assignment, and I'd be home by now."
His S/C fingers slid into his H/C hair, slicking it back. His blue uniform jacket hung on the back of his chair, showing the St/C shirt underneath. His dark blue pants (police uniform) were loose around his legs, the cuffs sliding over his SH/C shoes.
"I'll finish this in the morning." Y/N sighed, packing up the papers, placing them in his desk. "I'm too tired to concentrate right now, anyways..."
~That morning~
"Officer L/N!" A woman with silverish blue hair snapped, waking the dozed off officer, the young man jumping out of his seat.
"Sorry ma'am!" He yelped, seeing her pull out her whip. "Won't happen again, ma'am!"
"It better not." The woman, von Karma, growled softly. "Your report, officer."
"Uh, yes ma'am." Y/N replied, rubbing his eyes that had dark circles under them. "I found that the victim and suspect did know each other, back in college. Mr. Shnik was the victims roommate, and, it seems were in a relationship. It went sour, and they broke up. Of course, it was Shnik who made it go sour, as he was sleeping around. The victim saw this, and threatened to use blackmail. He never got to use it, however, as he died a month afterwards, in the incident that you're investigating."
"Is that all?" von Karma asked, crossing her arms. "Seems like a measly thing to be killed over."
"Unless you knew what the blackmail was. I did some digging, and found out that Shnik was responsible for someone else's death. The victims girlfriend before he and Mr. Shnik got together." Y/N replied, seeing von Karma nod. "So, I'm assuming that this guy is responsible for more than these two murders."
"That, is interesting." von Karma muttered, thinking. "However, I need the proof behind these claims!"
"I clipped some newspaper that has the ordeal on it. That should give you some ground, as well as an idea as to where to look in the evidence section." Y/N stated. "That should be more than enough evidence wise."
"Hmph. You sound rather cocky about this." von Karma scoffed, her eyes on the files she received.
"No, I sound tired, Sir." Y/N yawned, a sharp stinging sensation crossing his torso. "Ow!"
"You talk with respect when you talk to me, got it, detective?" von Karma growled, pulling on her whip. "Or I'll be looking forward to your salary review."
"That threat doesn't concern me. I only have this job because I find secrets easily, and, on top of that, I find uncovering the truth, no matter how gruesome, fascinating." Y/N stated, frowning slightly.
"Oh, is that so? Then perhaps another thrashing lesson from my whip will teach you some respect." von Karma smirked, pulling on her whip even harder. "A dog always learns to respect their master, after all. Or, they simply are thrown out and they die."
"Tch, I have no master." Y/N claimed, his eyes staring fiercely at von Karma's.
"I think that you're mistaken, L/N. But, no matter. I expect you to come to my office before you leave today." She said, still smirking, before she turned around and walked off, leaving Y/N alone.
"She's such a pain." The man growled before he sat back down in his seat, yawning...
~Another time skip, brought to you by an annoying family of prosecutors~
Knock! Y/N stopped by the prosecutors office, on orders from the bothersome Ms. von Karma. He wasn't interested in the lecture he was bound to receive because of his disrespect from earlier, but, he shouldn't blatantly disobey the prosecutors instruction.
"Come in." Her voice quickly replied to the knock, Y/N opening the door. "Ah, so you did come after all. I was starting to wonder."
"What do you want? I have somewhere I need to go to after this." The man frowned, causing von Karma to stand from her chair.
"Such a busy man, aren't you? That's what so many find fitting for that face of yours. But, you're such a softie from what I've heard." She stated, walking painfully slowly up to the H/C haired man, her eyes glistening with something that Y/N wouldn't ever imagine seeing in them for years (maybe never in her life, in fact).
"The point?" Y/N asked with a sigh, not generally liking where she was taking this.
"I want you, you foolish fool." She replied, her blue eyes now staring into his E/C colored ones, her hands around his upper arms tightly. "Funny, how the disrespect of one of a higher status can attract them."
"Stop fooling around, von Karma. I doubt that's why you summoned me here for." Y/N growled, his heart speeding up.
Instead of answering, von Karma pushed Y/N to her chair (well, she dragged him to her chair, really) and shoved him down. Before he could react and get back up/run out of there like a smart man, she sat on him, sitting on his lap with her legs on either side of him. Y/N was trying to understand the situation, to no avail, his face hot, and crimson red. He could feel his groin grow hot, and stiffen at the position he was in, his breath now shortened.
"I'll be the only one you'll respect." von Karma purred, stroking his chest, her lips nibbling on his ear, traveling down to his neck. "As you'll be the only one I'll respect."
She then proceeded to unbuttoned his shirt, her smooth hands gliding across his chest. Y/N, still rather confused, just, kind of allowed her to do what she wanted to him. She won't go across the line, will she? He thought, his mind becoming a blur, her hands now on his pants and belt, playing with his hard member by swaying her hips from front to back.
A moan escaped his lips, his arms now moving on their own. They started to remove her shirt, playing with her breasts...Okay, uh, I'm not continuing this. The chapter's long enough as is, anyways. If you want more, say something, and I'll work on a part two! It's not that I'm uncomfortable with writing this kind of stuff, it's just that, I get really detailed (as told by my friends) which means this would probably be my longest chapter. With half of it being the sex scene. Um. Yeah. So, that's Franziska von Karma X Male!Reader. If you want a female reader version, say so on my first chapter! Or, if you want another character x reader, or... Well, any other suggestions, really, say so on my first chapter!
This is going to be up before the second part of the Blackquill X Reader X Fulbright I'm halfway done with it, I promise. I'm just having a hard time making Fulbright a full on Yandere/use his skill against Blackquill...
Anyways, until next time, my lovely readers! Bye! *waves*
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