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i have plans on expanding this universe… anyone down to see it happen?

❝ 𝐂𝐈𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑 ❞

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. codename “cipher”, you’re an enigmatic assassin who has a perfect track record of leaving no trace behind. until your current target is actually bait to lure you in by jade of the ten stonehearts, elite spies of the international peace corporation. now they can’t let you go, not when they’ve finally caught the inconvenience of their missions. and so you’re forced to cooperate to prevent the destruction of the nation.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒. aventurine, dr. ratio, topaz

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. gn!reader. spy au, assassin au. 1.0k words. inspired by the the “assault squad” fanart of the ipc trio by @/625light on twt and spy x family. jade is referred to as “that jade woman”. diamond and opal are briefly mentioned (dr. ratio and topaz). gambling (aventurine). assassins execute each other if ever there’s a traitor among them (dr. ratio). there are drunk lower-ranked spies who size reader up (topaz). natural disasters (dr. ratio and topaz).

𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐀. whoa, a new fic a week later? what a surprise. i kinda cooked with all these parts, especially aventurine's. enjoy your meal.

𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄.

the golden hour is a club popular among gamblers. you wonder why that jade woman chose this place specifically for you to go; she doesn’t seem to be the high stakes, high rewards type of person. once you’re settled at the bar, a flamboyant man who seems to be a regular tells the bartender to put your order in his tab. he then invites you to play poker as his way of welcoming the newcomer.

“oh? looks like my new friend here is quite the experienced player,” the man comments when you two make it to the final round. your previous assignment was at a casino, so you learned about the game in order to reach your target. the spectators are anxiously anticipating to see who will be the winner.

perfect. the aces in your hand and on the table are keys to your victory. the man thinks otherwise by betting all his chips. the spectators roar, resounding your disbelief. when it’s time to unveil your cards, a smirk spreads across his face. you’ve been beaten by the odds.

“royal flush,” he drawls, picking up his ace. “when your opponent has an ace up their sleeve, find the opportunity to use it against them. that, my friend, is why you’re here today. you’re welcome, by the way, for sparing your life. think of it as gratitude for being merciful to our men.”

“… stoneheart.” he smiles at your conclusion. this man is responsible for fooling you twice with your own cards. convinced that your methods do safeguard your identity, he manages to pinpoint specks of traces left on pieces of evidence and use them to his advantage. so he’s been tracking you down for a long time. “impressive. it appears i was careless enough to get caught. to whom am i speaking with?”

the ace on his hand disappears with a wave, and then reappears in your pocket when he gestures to your clothes, having you pull it out. “name’s aventurine. pleasure to make your acquaintance, friend. now, why don’t go somewhere quieter. i’ll answer all the questions you may have.”

𝐃𝐑. 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎.

an interrogation room is the last place you want to be in, let alone pier point the headquarters of the international peace corporation. that jade woman has arranged a meeting between you and “someone who is good with words” - according to a certain gambler. you expect it to be their spymaster, however the person sitting across from you is anything but.

“uh… are you supposed to be spymaster diamond?” jade mentions that diamond thinks you’re interesting enough for him to meet you, but his schedules are keeping him occupied. based on that logic, you’re pretty sure that the person in front of you is not him. because, who wears an alabaster head outside?

“even if i am, that should be the least of your worries.” right, you and the stonehearts need answers from each other. time is of the essence; other assassins may be sent to kill you for betrayal if you don’t make use of it wisely. if only that man would take the alabaster head off; it’s unsettling.

“you’re eager to know who i am.” as if he has read your mind, he puts his hands on the alabaster head. “because that damned gambler managed to expose you, i may as well do the same to myself out of fairness. should my identity satiate your curiosity and have you confess, by all means.”

your eyes widen at his features. wavy violet hair, amber eyes, and a gold headpiece. he was your previous target - the exact reason why you’re in this room, veritas ratio, the handler of the stonehearts. when you think you had him fall into your trap, he has you fall into his instead. you’re at a loss of words.

“we meet again, assassin.” he lays out files that immediately pique your interest: the incident that robbed you of your childhood and made you into the person you are today. “judging from your expression, you’re in the know of the stellaron crisis. we have much to discuss, don’t we?”

𝐓𝐎𝐏𝐀𝐙.

the reverie hotel is too fancy to be a prison. that jade woman reserves a room for you and covers service costs so you don’t need to worry about payment. the stonehearts are treating you awfully well as if you’re their guest, only if you have useful information in return. their subordinates on the other hand, they’re trying way too hard to intimidate you to the point you’ll spill your secrets.

“hey! what did i say about drinking during work hours?” a woman with short hair storms into the hallway where your room is with more agents behind her. “take them back to their rooms. i’ll meet with them later on how to not treat a person who was invited by jade. i sure hope they don’t want this to be included in my reports.”

she dismisses her squad with the drunk guys in tow and looks at you for permission to enter your room, which you soon grant. she settles on one of the chairs, gesturing to you to sit next to her. “nice to finally meet the elusive cipher. i’m topaz; jade sent me here to keep you company on her behalf. luckily it’s not opal, or else he would’ve given you a hard time.”

that jade woman has arranged meetings between you and three specific people within the stoneheart network, including her young associate in your room. you left the golden hour with more questions than answers, and the interrogation room made you upset through a series of debates about the stellaron crisis. so what’s her purpose for accompanying you here today?

“ah, you want to know why jade sent me here? i can tell from the look in your eyes.” she pulls out documents on her person, which spells out the event you dread most. “thanks to your productive conversation at the bar and your outburst at headquarters, we believe that you’re our key player in preventing the crisis from happening again. we understand that this is a lot to take in, so please carefully consider.”

“other than that, feel free to make yourself at home. the ten stonehearts look forward to your decision.” she waves farewell as she retires for the night. you put your head in your hands and sigh, realizing that the only choice available is to cooperate with those spies. already at the point of no return, you decide to chase after her.

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❝ 𝐕𝐈𝐏 ❞

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. welcome to club reverie, where vips around the world seek adrenaline rush from entertainment. you’re a popular host among some of the most influential vips you served. this particular night will be the most pleasurable to ever date.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒. acheron, aventurine, black swan, dr. ratio, sunday

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. f!reader. casino au. smut. 2.2k words. semi-public sex. dubcon. oral sex (acheron and dr. ratio). petnames (baby - aventurine; my dear, good girl - black swan; my angel, my darling - sunday). use of “sir” as a formality (dr. ratio and sunday). unprotected sex (aventurine and sunday). praise kink (black swan and sunday). face riding (acheron). breast play (acheron). humping (aventurine). anal sex (aventurine). hickeys (aventurine). fingering (black swan). cum swallowing (dr. ratio). orgasm denial (sunday). bondage (sunday). gentle doms, more or less. work harassment (acheron). rumors of swindling (aventurine). all vips have their own private booths.

𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐀. penacony’s story is heartwarming and uplifting, my ass. i’m using the power of horny to cope because uh, wtf. i haven’t written smut in a year so idk how this will turn out. dedicated to @aimixx, @rqnvindr, and @arkhammaid.

𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐍.

the casino attracts all walks of life, including names of the unknown. acheron is someone shrouded in mystery that hosts and patrons alike are drawn into. she’s a target of jealousy like you are, the natural center of attention. a fellow host plans to humiliate you by having you trip with trays of lots of orders on your hands. your guest saves you at the nick of time, giving a death glare at the host.

“please don’t do that.” you tug her sleeve, stopping her from committing a potential murder. that host is bothering you yet again, doing whatever it takes to reduce you into a circus. acheron would pin them on a nearby surface and violence follows. you don’t want her to go to jail and this to go on the news. “i like it here. i can’t afford to lose this job.”

and you. acheron can sense that there’s more than that, but stays silent. you won’t let one person ruin the enjoyment of this job, but she can tell you’re holding it in. through the harassment you’ve dealt with from the same person, she won’t be surprised if your suppressed anger bursts out of the bottle. when you’re about to fetch refills, she traps you at the exit with one arm bent over your head.

“let me serve you for the rest of tonight.” acheron sets you down on the couch and unbuttons your uniform, trailing kisses from your lips to your cleavage and stomach until reaching your trousers. she waits for a signal to take them off with your underwear and sees your pussy glisten under the lights. she wastes no time turning you into a moaning mess, licking and sucking up your juices like a thirsty woman. she doesn’t need those refills anymore.

“can i try riding your face?” she obliges, laying down on the couch with your pussy on her mouth. her precious host is sweet in personality, the type who doesn’t ask for much. you deserve a break for dealing with an awful person like that co-worker of yours for so long. a string of curses spill from your lips when acheron claws at your clothed tits, having you throw your bra away so she can bring you closer to your release.

“harder.” she increases the pressure, and you buck your hips faster than you can ever imagine in your life. with one of her hands spread out on your stomach and the other toying with your breast, you finally come on her face. after she cleans you up with her tongue, you shift to her shorts and remove them, drunk from the pleasure you’ve experienced.

it seems like you don’t need those refills, either.

𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄.

the patrons at the casino try too hard in acting like hotshots in the rich people’s world. their favorite hobby is making bets with you in hopes to score a date with the most lovely host in the place, but it’s always a loss for them. their games bore you to death, but aventurine convinces you that his version always keeps you at the tips of your feet.

you’ve heard rumors of the almighty aventurine swindling the pockets of the richest investors in the world, and that’s how became the richest billionaire to ever live. the patrons joked that the casino could be next, and the possibility of your livelihood going bankrupt is a scary feeling. now that you think about it, he pays you so much for your service every time, a lot more than your paycheck. it’s not impossible.

“hm? what are you thinking about, baby?” you’re very easy to read. the rumors are likely to be hearsay, but you don’t want to lose your job. it’s your whole life. as usual, aventurine gives a check to you at the end of the session, but instead you refuse and head out to the exit. because of the sweet and kind person you are, you can’t handle unresolved conflict. you’re about to turn around and apologize, but he’s quick to confine you in that position.

“oh, those guys? that’s not gonna happen, i promise you.” he grazes his teeth on your neck and nips at it while humping into your ass. it doesn’t take long for the both of you to disrobe each other. your body is stuck to the wall on your front and he’s inside you from behind, decorating your neck with hickeys.

“even if this place shuts down, i still want you with me.” your coworkers have said that he likes you, but not this much. he’ll buy you anything you want, rent five-star restaurants or even famous landmarks to have your dates, and have you on his bed for him to spoil with his love. his rambles are interrupted by the clench around his cock. he tries to drown out his moans by biting into your shoulder.

“you’re squeezing me so tight, baby. i’m gonna, agh.” aventurine groans into your ear as he comes into your ass. his lower half inches closer so no drop would be wasted and he can relish this moment being intimate with you. he slides out so he can turn you around to kiss you, as if this is his declaration of love for you, and goes back in with your legs wrapped around his waist.

what a lucky day to be alive.

BLACK SWAN.

the atmosphere in the casino is very lively, befitting patrons who love to go wild. but black swan prefers taking things slow especially when it has to do with dance. dancing to classical music with her inside the booth is a nice change of pace, away from crowds and deafening music. plus, she gets a free ticket to spend time with the famous host herself.

her unpredictability is what earns her nickname in this place. just like it suggests, she’s a rare occurrence. whenever she visits, the patrons shout out that she'll give bad luck, a “fate” she ascertained in her readings. she tells you it doesn’t phase her. in fact, the superstition entertains her that she enjoys seeing everyone making fools out of themselves. and out of nowhere, she asks you if you know how to dance.

black swan believes you’re a natural, happy that she chose a good dance partner, a quick learner who’s able to let her body go with the flow. you don’t overthink on how you’ll be perceived, or at least aren’t showing it. “good” doesn’t encapsulate who you are as a dancer. you’re “perfect”, as in how pliant and obedient you are. her desire to take you to her heart’s content grows stronger by the second.

“are you willing to try out a new dance, my dear?” it starts off sensual; your back presses against her chest and light brushes from your arm to your hip. she finds the right opportunity to snake into your trousers and insert her fingers into your pussy, thrusting to the rhythm of the music. your body becomes their dance partner.

the two of you become wild like the patrons themselves. your trousers and underwear are gone off your legs so black swan has more breathing room to fuck you and you can get a better view of her fingers in action. your legs soon start to give up and your head lolls on her shoulder. she abandons the rhythmic beat, and the speed she’s at is making it harder for your lips to stay longer on hers than you want to.

“good girl. so perfect for me.” adrenaline rushes through your veins. you whine as black swan retracts her fingers that are coated with your slick. she instantly bends you over the table, pussy exposed and wet in all its naked glory. she smears your slick over your stomach and folds before diving in again, more intense and rapid than the orchestra playing on the radio.

this will be the greatest performance she’s ever done.

𝐃𝐑. 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎.

the patrons at the casino can either be the nicest people in the world or the most unpleasant; there’s no in-between. one of your guests, dr. ratio, happens to be on the unpleasant side and a difficult person to satisfy at first. he has been tolerating your presence from the start, and his former hosts pester you with questions on how you manage to be patient with a prick like him.

“good evening, sir. what do you want to talk about today?” unlike your coworkers who served ratio before, you’re genuinely polite and eager to hear more about the topics he teaches at his university. but also you’re awfully fragile, brushing off insults from the unpleasant crowd with a smile. ah, what a kind soul; he wishes you’d be more honest with your feelings.

“sir, do you need time to take care of…” you’re flustered, glancing at the bulge that unconsciously formed in his pants while he’s staring at you. he’s a hypocrite and has known that very well. there’s no denying that you’re beautiful, wanting you all to himself with no one to bother you. he takes your hand and places it on his bulge as his answer.

“i’d rather have you take care of it sooner than later if you so choose.” he finds his pants and boxers pooling around his ankles and your mouth on the tip of his cock. he becomes addicted to the feeling of your body and craves for more, so he gradually slides deeper into your throat until you recoil for air. he’s being too hasty. a blowjob isn’t something you’re used to.

“you’re tense. relax.” he caresses your chin with his index finger lifting your head and sees bliss in your eyes. you try again, taking him deeper than last time. you feel so divine like he imagined. he groans loudly at the scorching feeling of your mouth, jerking his cock upwards for that relief of his sexual frustration.

cum shoots into your throat and the excess streams from the corners of your lips. ratio doesn’t expect you to swallow it, but you do and even lick off the leftovers. he’s completely out of his mind. what a kind soul, and you’re his for the taking. your service is worthy of praise, and so he gets you situated on his lap to reward you with a kiss. he can taste salt from his cum from your tongue.

maybe the next conversation will be about what you taste like.

𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘.

it’s no question you’re the top favorite within the casino. the favoritism is much stronger from your boss, sunday, who never misses the chance to compliment you for your hard work. his good looks are a reason why the club’s successful as it draws in clubgoers whose intention is to just fawn over him, however he always declines their advances.

sunday’s the secretive type, never revealing too much about himself. it’s fitting for someone who owns a place where people can be whoever they want to be. on the other hand, you’re like an open book - kind and sweet to everyone no matter how terrible they may be. it’s no wonder why they love you. he also loves you - no, he’s in love with you, so in love that he desires you carnally.

“is there something wrong, sir?” he usually meets with his employers at his office, but tonight he asks you to stay after closing and have a booth ready. like you said, there is something wrong, and it has to do with you. he can’t control himself anymore. a hand traps both of your wrists above your head on the wall and a smirk emerges on his face from seeing how vulnerable you look under him. you’re not a want but a need, and as the boss he’ll get exactly what he needs.

“there is something i need your help with.” he beckons you to the couch. you’re helping him by being melted to putty under his touch. your wrists are tied, and you’re desperately bouncing on his cock for an orgasm that he keeps rejecting you from. this is sunday behind the scenes: a sadistic man who enjoys seeing you miserable just for him.

“oh no, my angel. you don’t deserve my kisses just yet.” he teases you by leaning close to your face under the guise of kissing you, only for him to pull away and make you beg for mercy. you want him - no, you need him to fill you with his essence so the only thing on your mind is all him, the master of your pleasure. you beg him so many times that you lose count along with sanity. he chuckles at your babbles, eventually kissing you to make you feel better.

“you’ve done so well, my darling. cum,” he moans into your ear as he spills into you. then he unties your wrists, and the first thing you do is find purchase in his hair as you ride out your orgasm. once it dies out, he sharply thrusts into you, buried to the hilt. he won’t let you go until he’s satisfied.

his love for you is his greatest secret yet.

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