"You Sly Raccoon..." Sly Cooper x Male Reader (turn into a girl) Gay Love

OP: Hippo Drop

It was the night of the operation where the gang would snag the Clockwerk wings from Rajan's ballroom throne. While Murray was getting into position so that the turtle could help him saw the wings off using the electronic wench he had gained control of earlier, Bentley was destroying the bridge so no other guards would get in the way of their escape. With Bentley destroying the bridge, both Sly and Y/n were getting ready to wow the crowd, distract Rajan and Carmelita, and steal the Clockwerk Wings. Y/n was in the dressing room, getting ready for her(his) last dance, even though she'd(he'd) probably need the damn outfit again anyway knowing Bentley. Once her(his) costume was on, she(he) tied the cloth around her(his) face, but then remembered what her(his) mind had said about her(his) hair. She(He) quickly scanned around the vanity to see anything to put her(his) hair up, when she(he) saw a large clip. Grabbing the accessory, Y/n gathered some of her(his) hair and placed the clip in, holding it in somewhat of a semi-ponytail, but allowing her(his) bangs to still frame her(his) face and somewhat hide her(his) eyes. When she(he) was ready, you head for the dance floor that she(he) dreaded finding.

"Okay, Sly, the bridge is down. I'll warm up the van and get ready with the RC Chopper; good luck." Bentley told Sly.

"What!? The bridge is destroyed!? Take all the man power you need and look into it!" Rajan growled lowly as not to alert the crowd.

Y/n swallowed hard, taking in a breath to try and keep herself(himself) calm, though that nightmare still lingered in her(his) mind, until she heard Sly's voice through her earpiece. "Murray, you in position?"

"Check!"

"Y/n, you ready?"

"As I'll ever be..." She(He) said, silently wishing this wasn't happening to her(him).

"Alright, initiating phase two: I'll distract Carmelita with her dance while you handle Rajan so Murray can get the wings."

Sly straightened his tie before taking a deep breath, approaching the orange fox in her slim, black dress. "Miss Fox, I believe you owe me a dance."

"About time, I thought you had left." She said, sounding bored.

"Just waiting for the perfect moment." He said, taking her hand.

(Alright, calm down, Y/n... Just take a deep breath and try to imagine him as someone else if it'll get you through this dance...) She(He) told herself. (At this point, I'll imagine that disgusting tiger as anyone, other than himself... Whatever gets me through this job... Just relax and go with the flow...)

The double doors swung open as fog filled the entranceway, and once the music began, Y/n twirled out to center stage, just as she(he) did before. She(He) danced around the crowd, not only seeing Sly eyeing her(him) every so often. when she(he) heard Rajan give an impatient growl, indicating that was her(his) cue to start distracting him, though she(he) hated herself(himself) for it. Taking in a short breath, she(he) danced over to the tiger as Murray was slowly lowered down with the wench Bentley was controlling from inside the van. Once in front of the arrogant tiger, she(he) planted herself(himself) on his lap, the tiger giving a pleased growl as he took hold of her(his) waist. However, upon hearing that pleased growl, she(he) knew Sly was drilling holes, but is wasn't at her(him), it was aimed at Rajan. The air suddenly felt thick as she(he) took in an even shorter breath before forcing herself(himself) to caress his arms and chest, mentally beating herself(himself) for it. But Y/n did everything within her(his) power to keep Rajan focused on her(him) and her(his) alone while Murray was lugging the first wing up, soon going back for the second.

"It looks like someone wishes to go back to my chambers later." Rajan growled seductively.

"How lucky I am then." She(He) said, trying to sound excited.