Hello, would love anything Daud! thank you for doing this
Daud x gn!reader
warnings: very suggestive!!! (i'm sorry), swear words, kinda short
no use of Y/N
words: 683
You are a member of Whalers, Daud's group of assassin's. There seems to be a rather weird tension between you and your boss.
It was a chilly day in Dunwall, especially in the Flooded District. The blow of the cold, harsh wind only made you shiver and snuggle deeper into the whaler suit, not that it helped much. You were not build for this weather, not back from where you came from. The Serkonian blood remaining deeply rooted in your body even after years of not living there. You blow into the air painting it with white intricate patterns.
He did this on purpose, Daud, that asshole. He always does this, putting you on the watch, high in the air, knowing damn well your feelings towards the cold. Daud enjoyed tormenting you, sneering at your presence and giving you the most annoying tasks such as getting rid off the bodies or guarding some high and mighty dude. There was so much tension between you two, but it’s still a mystery to you if he wanted to skin you alive or fuck you into his bed. You must admit, that he is rather attractive, but his attidute matched the rough weather of Gristol and you hated Gristol’s climate.
You sigh as you feel your ass going numb from sitting on the cold stone for so long. You caress your thighs in a soothing manner, warming yourself up, keen eyes wandering over the area. Ah there he is! Daud is back from his mission, seemingly not losing a limb. What a pity. You scoff as you watch his attractive face and strong arms. Asshole.
He gathered all the Whalers, giving out orders and some briefing for the upcoming mission. You stand on Daud‘s far left, leaning your back on the wall, watching not really listening. Staring at him without a whaler mask is your favourite, so he can see the glare and know the hatred is mutual. He ended his long ass speech and everyone started to leave, you were left alone with him. You pushed yourself off the wall, but his hoarse voice stopped you in your tracks.
„Will you stop acting like a brat?“ You turn around, narrowing your eyes. He’s staring right back at you, arms folded over his chest and his face possesing a stern grimace. „And what is that supposed to mean, boss?“ you shoot back, mirroring his posture. „You know exactly, what i mean.“ Daud edges closer, his eyes strict. This proximity makes you dizzy and breath heavily, you feel your face going hot. Heart hammering against your ribs. Fuck fuck fuck…
„You’ve been acting like nothing but a brat. Complaining about everything, rolling your eyes, mumbling under your breath, glaring at me. You think i wouldn’t notice?“ He was really close to you, almost pressing his nose against yours, trying intimidate you. You set your chin up, not backing down. „I hoped you would.“ You ball your fists, trying not to shiver from his deep voice. „Hm.“ Daud’s face twists into a rare smirk. „Did you also hope for me to notice your lingering stare, your flushed cheeks or your blown out pupils?“ You don’t answer, your lips twist into a snarl. He swiftly grabs you by your cheeks,smushing them together. „Cat got your tounge, you brat?“ He pulls you closer, scaning your face and reactions. His eyes not giving away any emotion.
„No, i decided to stay silent and leave you in your delusions. Maybe you will feel better thinking i’m interested in you.“ You taunt him, which only results in Daud squeezing your cheeks tighter. „Why don’t you put your mouth to better use than continuing to mock me, huh?“ He’s not really asking, his features sharp and unforgiving, letting you know you overstepped a boundary there.
You, like the biggest fool in the Flooded District, maybe in the entire Dunwall, decide to challenge him. „Hmm and what are you suggesting, boss?“ You put an emphasis on his title, mocking him again. Daud visibly clenches his jaw and pushes you by your face on your knees. You stare up at him, wide eyed. He starts to undo his belt while he grins at you. „Let me show you, then.“