Lookism X Reader

Gun X Fem. Reader

Request by Itsmesavahanna
Sorry I don't think I ever confirmed I was doing this one with you.  I was experiencing some technical difficulties at the time.
Note: Reader is a sadist. More mature than most of the other one-shots so far, but nothing too much.

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     (Name) let her heal grind into the man's hand.  She watched with sharp (eye color) eyes as the man underneath begged her to stop.  She had no intention of considering taking his input, and applied more pressure.  The force being used caused her heal to snap as well as embed itself into the man's pale flesh.

     At the sight before him a different man's voice rang out.  "You're enjoying this too much.  If you go any further it'll be hard to make this look like self defense, and you know how we don't do illegal business here".

     (Name) had to look over her shoulder to see the man in his fitted yellow top.  "Nothing I can't handle, Gun.  Now is it really the crime that's bothering you or would you rather be the masochist under me?"

     Gun ran a hand through his black hair.  "You really wish I did, don't you?  Maybe try Goo I'm not interested in that kind of stuff".

     (Name) crosses her arms.  "Always the professional aren't we?  It's fine though, I guess that's why you make a good business partner.  I just hope you don't mind if I do go after blondie. He might just take me up on my offer." With that said (Name) sauntered towards and out the door.

It wasn't until later in the evening that the (hair color) haired beauty met up with Gun again. She could tell he was annoyed to see her, but she had planned on that and expected it completely.  She knew exactly what his reaction was caused by. On her neck there was a medium sized, red, and purplish mark, and she left it in perfect view of the dark haired man.

     Gun looked at her like he was disappointed, but otherwise kept to himself on the matter.  "What's wrong, Gun, you look upset?" (Name) asked knowing full well what he was thinking.

     With a glare Gun told her "It's because I'm here talking to you rather than getting the money I'm owed".

     "Oh?  Are you sure about that?  I think you might just be lying to yourself".

     There was a pregnant pause.  "You can wish for that all you want (Name), but it's not happening".

     The (brunette, blonde, etc.) put on a tight lip smile and hummed in response the his answer while getting into the car.  She closed the passenger door as her partner got in to start driving.  Neither of them made an effort to speak as they drove off to do their job.

     (Name) sat stilly in her seat and looking out the window as they went along.  On occasion she would peer out of the corner of her eye and look at Gun.  A few of those times she had caught him looking at her too, or it was more the mark on her neck.  It made her smirk internally.  She hadn't noticed it herself, but it made her smirk externally as well.

     "What are you smirking at (Name)?" Gun asked breaking the long held silence.

     (Name) calmly looked over at him.  "The money's the only thing on your mind,uh?  But your eyes seem pretty fixated being over here, and especially for someone who's driving".  She noticed Gun's cheeks gain a bit of color at her words.  (Name) chuckled at the sight "Didn't think I noticed.  You're the one always saying I've got an eye for detail".  Gun straightened up into a more rigid position, but he still had a bit too much color on his face to be normal.

     (Name) smirked again at this.  She decided it was time to do something a little crazy.  Slowly she undid her seatbelt and started to move over onto Gun's lap.

     Gun saw her moving over and felt her hands on his lap to keep balance.  "Knock it off.  I'm driving!"

     "So stop".

     Seeing as (Name) refused to listen Gun did.  He pulled over and parked the car with his heart racing.  He looked at her with a pissed off expression. "You really are insane! What the hell was that all about. Get off my lap".

(Name) ignored his yelling. Instead she planted herself fully on his lap, and smiled in his face. She pushed herself up against him. Gun had to lean back too keep their noses from touching. "I wanted to sit closer to you," (Name) said "and now that I'm here" she stopped and leaned her face closer "I'm gonna kiss you". Her lips landed on his and the man below her tensed.

She held the position for a few more seconds and felt Gun kiss back. She smirked into the kiss feeling that the stubborn man was joining in, and that he started to get more needy as it went on. The kiss was quickly followed by another and another until it was a make-out session. The two were hot and (Name) pulled away first. "Never gonna be into it huh?" She took the chance to mock.

"You've always got to be annoying don't you?" Gun said before reinitiating the kissing the two had been doing not long before.

The next time the two pulled away they were done with the session. (Name) got back in her own seat and the two looked to each other before taking off. "Who gave you that?"

(Name) was confused as to what Gun was asking before it clicked. "Oh, this thing," she said pointing to the mark on her neck. "I did".

Gun wore his confusion all across his face. (Name)'s sideways glance caught his own eyes. She reached for the handkerchief in his pocket and rubbed it on her neck. The next think he knew the mark was gone. Gun looked angry. She had fooled him with some makeup.

"Jealousy really is a killer isn't it Gun, but remember I give hickies. I don't get them. Hope you don't mind some though because think they'll look rather cute on you".