I'm not sure about you, but there seems to be a distinct lack in Lupin III X Reader stories on the internet, what a shame, right? So in order to solve this I decided I'm going to be taking a stab at it
It won't just be the gentleman thief himself e...
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L.t. Oscar X Inspector! Reader _________________ Requested by: @NurFaiza07
Summary: A indirect continuation of the chapter "Yes Ma'am" Oscar seems a little upset about something that you cannot place, so why don't you ask him what's wrong and maybe he'll tell you? ________________
"Wonder what they're doing in there..." A guard tried getting a look inside of the office room through the small key hole. "Do you hear anything?" Another guard asked as he looked around, hoping they wouldn't get caught "No, but that Fujiko woman is fucking hot. The inspector is pretty hot too.." He whispered. "I'd pay any amount of money to watch them get it on-" "Is that any way to talk about your higher ups?" The two men's blood ran cold when they heard a third voice. Not just any voice, Oscars voice. "L-Lieutenant Oscar!" The guard on his knees scrambled up to his feet as the other guard paled. Oscar grabbed the guard by his throat and lifted him up, closing his hand with a iron grip. He cut off the guards circulation as he gagged. "I said, is that any way to talk about your higher ups?" Oscar repeated "When did this become a god damned farm? Don't you have work to do instead of listening in on something confidential in hopes of getting your sick ass off?!" He let the man go, and he gasped and started coughing. "Y-Yes Lieutenant!" The guard said. He helped his friend up and they left in a hurry. Oscar let out a sigh, then looked to the door of the office. He leaned in just a bit closer, barely pressing his ear to the door. He heard nothing, but was a bit jealous that you and Fujiko were in such close quarters. Fujiko had, to put simply, a way with people and their desires, of all genders. He mentally cursed at the thought the Guards put in his mind. Fujiko straddling your hips, lips ghosting one another—No. Oscar just scoffed and walked away from the office.
"Oscar," You called out to your assistant "You ok? You're spacing out again." Oscar looked up into your eyes "Y/n, what did you and Fujiko do while you two were in here?" "Oscar I told you what we were-" "I'm sorry. It's just..." He took a deep breath as he walked over to your desk and slammed his hands down on the wooden surface. "Some people were saying other things, and the thought got to my head. And I couldn't stomach the feeling of you being with someone else, loving someone else, not before I tell you how I felt." He admitted. You stared at him. You sat in silence for a bit before you got up and kissed him on the lips. "You worry too much." You said softly as you both met in the middle for another kiss. His lips were soft as were yours. He was passionate, hungry, loving. You reached up and ran your fingers through his soft black hair as he let out a small gasp, which melted into a sigh. You parted and stared at him. "Still worried?" You asked softly.
