(⚠︎) "my dear..."

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A/N: gender fluid MC ? ;eyes;

Y/n didn't think that Fitzgerald was fond of him. In fact, he thought he was being pampered purely for the fact that he had a price on his head. Like a pig being fattened for dinner, Y/n felt like he was being charmed to let his guard down. Thus, his surprise when he was called to Fitzgerald's office.

Y/n stands before the man with blond hair. Respectful but not respecting. Y/n watches the man carefully, alert, almost as if one sudden move and Fitzgerald would slice a knife in him and eat that part of him. Despite being the one eating, Fitzgerald is the greedy pig in Y/n's eyes. However, just like the seasoning, Y/n made himself appear friendly.

"Fitzgerald...?" Y/n calls out to the man. "You called?"

"Y/n," Fitzgerald says with a smile. "Come. I'm glad you decided to stay."

Y/n carefully strides his way closer to Fitzgerald. Careful eyes, a graceful figure, a daring look on his face.

"I'm sure you're wondering as to why you're here. But, if you don't mind, I have a few questions to ask you."

Y/n shrugs as he sits on Fitzgerald's desk. "I do mind, but sure, go ahead."

Fitzgerald chuckles. "Well, I've been doing my research on you and your species... You have a lot of to live up to. Those adaptations and evolution is beyond humans."

Y/n narrow his eyes. "My adaptations have nothing to do with me as a person."

"I think I do if I want you to myself."

Y/n's eyes ever so slightly widened.

"I couldn't care less about your bounty," Fitzgerald claims with a fond smile. "I'm after the white tiger, he's much more interesting to catch. I'll turn in the tiger but you? Oh, I couldn't turn you in, my dear..."

Fitzgerald spoke so kind to Y/n. He spoke with honey and warmth as his words melted to the taste. The look on his eyes sees diamond, shining like jewels with a glint that gives Y/n the sense he wants something.

"I never took you for a brothel man," Y/N says as he couldn't help but smirk lightly.

Fitzgerald shook his head. "I believe you misunderstood me. I am not here for simple sex. I'm here for you because I find you intriguing. Your attractiveness is only an extra bonus, in my opinion."

Y/n raised a brow. "You're genuinely interested...?"

"I would consider myself a family man. Nothing makes me more happy than to have a lover and a child that I can spoil."

"I'm surprised a man like you doesn't have a wife back at the states."

Fitzgerald shook his head. "None of the women there were appealing to me. The men were worse." He sighs as he messes with the papers on his desk. "I have a sister back at home that I spoil. She's unwed with a 'child' so I love to spoil her rotten..."

"I see, a family man," Y/n says calmly. "I don't see how I can help with making your family, however."

Fitzgerald chuckles and look at Y/n with a glint that he can only recognize as desire. "Because I've done my research, and I heard of your adaptations and what it allows you to do. More specifically what you can conceive."

Y/n smirk lightly, finding a weak point in Fitzgerald. "So, because I can change my parts and give you a child you find me interesting?"

"Not entirely," Fitzgerald claim. He gets up from his seat and walks over to Y/n. "When I saw your name, I feel like there was something about you that drew me in. It was not your looks, it was not your blood, it was about your name. Then that's when it hit me... I knew you."

Y/n looked up at Fitzgerald, still sitting on his desk as the blonde walked up to him. "Knew me?" He whispers.

Fitzgerald took Y/n's hand and placed a kiss on his knuckles. "Roughly 10 years ago. February. France, Paris. At exactly 3:00 pm. That's when I first saw you. You were smaller back then, I was with my parents on a trip. I saw you from afar, you saw me immediately."

Y/n's eyes widened. "Paris..."

"We held eye contact until your friend pulled you away. I never saw you again after that... but you were always in my mind. The way your eyes looked and sparkled, how even with your shabby hair it fit your face perfectly. I was infatuated by you, my dear"

"So, you didn't know my name, you didn't even know my personality or anything, but you still saw me as someone that deserved your attention?"

Fitzgerald placed himself in between Y/n's legs. He held onto Y/n's hips as he looks at his eyes with such wonder and desire that it made Y/n's heart swell. The way Fitzgerald looked at him was not out of lust but pure fascination. Fitzgerald was utterly and completely in love with Y/n, ever since that one day in Paris, that one second of staring at each other.

"Fitzgerald..." Y/n whispered.

"Francis. Call me Francis, my dear," Fitzgerald whispered back as he leaned closer to Y/n's lips.

"Francis..." Y/n repeated. "How do you know if this is going to work out between us?"

"I don't. But I will wait for you even if something happens. I will wait for your heart to love me and I would wait a lifetime. My time is irrelevant when it comes to you."

Y/n carefully caresses Fitzgerald's jaw. "You're so sweet..."

Fitzgerald smiled at Y/n. "Allow me this one time. Allow me to express my fondness to you."

"Well, you're going to have to wait. The transformation takes 24 hours, then you can have the parts that you want."

Fitzgerald leaned in and kissed Y/n's jaw. "No," he whispered softly. "I want you the way you are. No need to change, I just want you."

Y/n smiled as he held Fitzgerald closer to him. "Alright...

"I am yours for today."

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Y/n legs were spread wide as Fitzgerald's face was right inbetween them. His pants were already thrown behind and under the desk as his dress shirt was messy and unbuttoned. His neck to his collar bone marked with bites and hickeys that were already healing.

Y/n held onto Fitzgerald's golden hair as the man below him licked, sucked and kissed his cock like it was a precious treasure or a candy. Y/n's face was red already from the heat, his body so hot that Fitzgerald could feel him from where he was.

Fitzgerald won't lie, he was impressed by Y/n's pure size. Such a size that shouldn't be able to contain but Y/n somehow can. Y/n's cock was erect and already twitching with pleasure which Fitzgerald gladly gave. Hands on Y/n's thighs, Fitzgerald couldn't help but burry himself into Y/n's heated area; lovingly, hot, and full of desire.

"Ah~" Y/n breathed out as he could feel Fitzgerald play with his cock with his mouth. The warmth in Fitzgerald mouth made Y/n melt, it felt so satisfying.

Fitzgerald hummed softly, sending pleasurably vibrations throughout Y/n's body. Y/n threw his head back as he bite back a moan. Fitzgerald, however, didn't bat an eye, too focused on making Y/n continued to moan, groan, and whimper in pleasure. He listened carefully as his tongue was far too skillful.

Fitzgerald continued, slowing down, speeding up, and inconsistent pace that left Y/n twitching with every pace change. His tongue swirled and licked, his cheeks hallowed as he sucked. His pure determination to make Y/n cum or make him moan was so desired, the deep ache in his stomach wanted more.

"Fu~ck" Y/n moaned, he clutched down on Fitzgerald's hair. "Cl-Close~" he said softly, not too loudly but noticeable. Of course he was close, with how skillful and determined Fitzgerald was, how could he not?

Fitzgerald smirked, as best as he could that is, as he glanced up at Y/n. He went faster, harsher than before, bobbing his head at a rhythmic pace as he coated Y/n more into releasing. Inside, Fitzgerald begged with his eyes, let me eat you. Just like the greedy pig he was, he wanted a whole meal just to himself.

Y/n moaned once more as his hands pulled on Fitzgerald's gold. With one last lick from Fitzgerald, Y/n released and Fitzgerald pulled back just in time. Cum splattered on Fitzgerald face, most landing in his mouth. His cheek was coated in white as cum dripped from the corner of his mouth. Oh, what a sight to see.

Y/n chuckled as he panted. He caressed Fitzgerald's cheek as he carefully wiped a drop of cum from his face. "How provocative~" he teased. "So messy."

Fitzgerald swallowed the cum in his mouth as he finally stood up and leaned over Y/n. He smirked as he wiped the remaining cum off of his face as he put them in his mouth, savoring every drop like ice cream. And Y/n watched him do this, all with a blush on his face and a smile.

"If you didn't tell me you've been with no one else, I wouldn't have guessed that," Y/n whispered seductively as he wrapped his arms around Fitzgerald's neck.

"What can I say?" Fitzgerald smirked. "I only wanted to be the best for you." He leaned in.

Y/n smiled as he leaned in too, closer to Fitzgerald's lips.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Sir, I have some papers for you."

Fitzgerald's and Y/n's eyes widened as they both see the door crack open. Y/n had no pants and his shirt was halfway open. Fitzgerald's suit was messy and the zipper on his pants was already down and his bulge was showing. They were not ready for someone to walk in on them.

Louisa May Alcott, the assistant of Fitzgerald, the poor woman who stepped into the office. "Sir, I've ran the papers for you and everything came out just as predicted," she claims.

"Is that so?" Fitzgerald said fondly as he was now in his office chair, smiling at Alcott. Y/n no where to be seen.

Alcott nodded as she went on about the documents and the papers. Her nerves spiking as she continued to talk, not noticing how Fitzgerald was trying to stop her and let her leave. However, she didn't notice Y/n hiding under the desk.

Y/n grumbled silently to himself as he tried to get comfortable under the desk. He positioned himself in between Fitzgerald's legs as he now had to patiently wait for Alcott to leave. He couldn't help but feel a bit frustrated, hard and hot, it was uncomfortable.

However, when Y/n let out a small sigh, he noticed that Fitzgerald's leg flinched a bit at the small breath. That's when Y/n realized, his face was right where Fitzgerald's clothed, hard dick was. Y/n smirked. Oh. Oh.... He had an idea.

Y/n just barely pulled down the waistband of Fitzgerald underwear that was poking out. Almost immediately Fitzgerald's cock sprung out. Y/n's eyes widened slightly. It was bigger than what he thought it would be, wider too along with a nice smooth feeling to it.

Y/n held Fitzgerald's dick in his hands.

Fitzgerald tensed as he could feel Y/n's hands wrap around him. A small blush occurred on his checks as he bite back a groan. Alcott was right in front of him, he must not show any emotion, but, damnit, Y/n was a cheeky sexy bastard.

Y/n smirked as he could feel Fitzgerald tense up. He continued to hold Fitzgerald's cock in his hand. He barely moved his hands, rubbing his fingers all over. Then, he gave a small kiss to Fitzgerald's tip. So pink and cute, Y/n let out a small hum, not too loudly.

Y/n's tongue then began to explore the whole figure, the whole sculpture. He licked from the base to the tip, covering it, coating it with everything he had. Cold countered heat, Y/n did wonders, he was too good, and Fitzgerald knew it.

"Sir, are you alright? Your face looks a little red..." Alcott muttered in worry, her face showed concerned.

Fitzgerald only gave a small smile to Alcott, holding back moans as his face gets a little redder by the moment. "Yes... I'm just fine," he breathed out as he nodded. "How about you leave the documents here and be on your merry way, yes?"

Alcott being too naive still looked at Fitzgerald in worry. "Would you like me to get you a cup of tea or anything? Maybe even something to eat?"

"No!" Fitzgerald cleared his throat, surprising himself and Alcott by the sudden shout. "No, no it's quite alright. I'll just rest a bit, and put off the documents for today."

"Are you sure? It'll push back our deadline."

Fitzgerald nodded with a confident smile. "Yes, I'm sure. Why not you rest too?"

"Alright," Alcott agreed with a nod. "I'll leave you be then, sir. Please, take care of yourself." She turned and left the room, closing the door behind her.

Fitzgerald kept his smile until Alcott closed the door. The minute she left Fitzgerald's face erupted into a blush as his eyes shook like crazy and his body twitched with pleasure. He panted heavily as a moan escaped his lips. His body was getting too hot, almost sending him over the edge. H slushed back from his desk and looked down at Y/n in slight shock.

Y/n was deep throating Fitzgerald cock, going past humane limits as his nose was already on Fitzgerald's happy trail. He sucked and messed with Fitzgerald, he played and licked, bit and kiss softly as if this was all just a game. Y/n was just too much!

"F-Fuck!" Fitzgerald whispered sharply, reaching down to Y/n's hair. "Th-That was too risky!"

Y/n seemed to chuckle, sending vibrations throughout Fitzgerald's body. Fitzgerald moans once more as he pulled Y/n's hair. When he did so, Y/n moaned too, sending more vibrations and Fitzgerald over the edge.

Without warning, Fitzgerald realsed, right in Y/n's mouth. Y/n's cheeks puffed out from the pure amount as white leaked out of the corner of his mouth. With no choice, Y/n had to gulp Fitzgerald's cum. He pulled away, when he opened his mouth, it was littered with cum like a spiderweb.

"Sorry about that, my dear," Fitzgerald panted out with a red blush. "I should've given you a warning." He grabbed Y/n's face as he wiped the cum off of Y/n's lips.

Y/n gave a soft chuckle as he stood up. "It's okay. Besides, we still have the whole afternoon to ourselves," he claimed as he got onto the table and spread his legs.

Fitzgerald smirked as he kissed Y/n deeply. "You are so right..."

Needless say, Fitzgerald needed an extra copy of the documents that Alcott gave to him. He wouldn't say what happened and Y/n only went back to his  room with a small smile, a limp, and legs close together. Fitzgerald couldn't help but smirk when he was this. After all, he filled Y/n to the brim, and it would be a pain to get it all out.

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[A/N: Am I evil to put in some MC lore in a smut chapter? Yes.
Do I care? Lmao nah]

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