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The hour of disillusion has come for Y/N. Will she manage to sort out her reason and her heart? Especially since Robotnik hasn't finished surprising her.
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[NB: In the French version, Robotnik and the reader always call each other by their surnames. I probably made the mistake of writing Y/N instead of L/N and I confess that I have no desire to change the whole story for that.]
Since when ?
How long had they just spent there, lying on the ground looking into each other's eyes, trying to read the flashes they perceived as in a sky full of stars. Robotnik might have 5 doctorates and an IQ of 300, but he seemed just as immersed as her in decoding other people's emotions.
Everything was new, starting with what made their hearts beat so fast. By the tenderness of their gestures. By the way she stroked his lower back with her fingertips, like a feather resting on his skin. She stared at him again when the doctor's hand gently touched her cheek. This contact was imbued with tenderness and it was something she had not expected to experience with him. The movement of his own hand upset him. Robotnik had never touched anyone like that, never had he been touched like that either. Delicately, as if he feared that she would now move away, he slid over her fine skin, which he had nevertheless abused in recent days without any scruple. Going over her cheek, barely brushing it, he ventured into her hair, marrying the undulations of her disparate and rebellious locks which seemed to want to spoil the sublime view of her face. He slid down the back of her neck and a shiver ran through him as he felt she wanted him closer to her. He wanted to resist, again, but he no longer had the strength to do so as he was already closing the little gap that remained between them. His nose could almost touch hers. Their breaths merged in a warm breeze. He was captured by her eyes, never wanted to have to give it up again.
-Ivo…
Y/N blinked, seeming to come out of a daydream she had locked herself in with him here, in this damp, silent hotel room.
-Ivo… she breathed. His name coming out of Y/N's warm lips sent a disconcerting sensation to Robotnik. He had understood that each time she said it, she would hit the wall of her coldness and her certainties. He had just given the weapon that would kill him to the only person who could pull the trigger.
-That's my first name… he whispered. She realized then that they had never introduced themselves.
Neither of them had ever tried to find out what their names were. They had contented themselves with their surname, their statutes, as if these were their only identities. As if they had ceased to exist as individuals in the eyes of the world. The idea that he had just given her this gift made her want to burst into tears. Instead, she just smiled tenderly and tried to make sure he didn't notice her bright eyes.
-Y/N… She blows her capitulation, also wanting him to know from her what she never gave to anyone. He giggled tenderly, blinking, his hand constantly touching this body he wanted every second a little more. "So you're [Country of your choice]…" he muttered. It was her turn to smile. She straightened up slowly to escape his merciless gaze, averted her eyes so as not to have to reveal more.
-Maybe…" she whispered softly, watching him. This man already had immense seductive potential dressed in black, but there, lying like this, with his hair in disarray, he was sexy to die for. She couldn't resist the urge to touch him again.
- Be careful… If you want to know too much, you risk getting attached.
A ruthless sneer formed under his mustache, the gaze that shot her then consumed her on the spot. -I may be willing to take the risk…
She bit her lip. Oh yeah, she loved hearing those words come from that mouth, she loved the idea that Robotnik wanted her, the idea of having captured her interest.
-Ivo…" She whispered as she stroked his shoulders, gently moving down his chest as she towered over him from her height. She could almost feel the doctor's skin rise with a delicate shiver.
-Ivo… she breathed again when her mouth came to tease his neck without even touching it, the doctor's breathing was getting heavier and he could almost hear the blow of the club which cracked his will. -Ivo… Y/N's hands landed on his stomach, went up on his chest and gently swept the top of his shoulders, Robotnik grabbed her wrist without violence.
-How many times will you repeat it?
She sent him a teasing smile.
-As many times as necessary, does that bother you? Bother him? Of course not.
- It just arouses my curiosity… The desire to experience something.
- Oh yes ? And what then?
- The intonation with which you will pronounce it when you will beg me to make you come. He literally saw her pupils dilate and a mean smile form on her lips.
- Don't count...
-I always got everything I wanted... Robotnik sat up in turn, a carnivorous smile stretching his mustache as both his hands placed themselves on her hips, grabbing them forcefully to force her to follow his movement.
-Me too…" It was a whisper, Y/N's breath hitching as she already wrapped her legs around the doctor's waist. She didn't know with what strength he had managed to lift her, but she was ready to concede it to him without resistance, to let herself be carried wherever he pleased. She didn't want to think now about the consequences of what was happening, or what it all meant to them. All she wanted was to feel again what she had been through in the crook of her arms.
Again and never stop.
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-Something is wrong ?
Robotnik loomed over her, already buttoning up his dark shirt. His locks weren't perfectly combed yet and made him look messy. It was paradoxical for someone coming out of a shower. She hesitated for a moment, lying on the bed, her gaze lost on the ceiling, she could already see the daylight filtering through the curtains.
-Nothing important.
Of course it was, everything was. Started with the moment she woke up before him, watched him sleeping peacefully next to her, and enjoyed that moment. Y/N had been seized by the calm that overwhelmed her, by the well-being that she had felt nesting in the pit of her stomach when he was there, by her side and that she did not wake up alone.
Then hesitation. The urge to screw it all up. To grab the pass that was in his jacket and go search the truck. Understand Robotnik's research and what really drove him to persist for this space creature. She had asked herself the question several times. For her, it was obvious: Interpol paid her for that, to find out what had destroyed the satellite. She could have told herself that Robotnik had the same agenda, that he was just serving the American secret service. But nothing to do, despite all her good resolutions, she could not convince herself.
Something else drove him. Something personal.
-I think so. She adds coldly. Torn between her heart and her reason.
Between his obligations and what increasingly seems to belong to a dangerous game. Robotnik freezes, considers her for a moment before running a hand through his hair, checking that his mustache is perfect. There is something incredibly sexy about seeing him heal like this. she thinks.
He grabs his belt and ties it around his waist. Without his coat and tunic, she can easily see the lines of his fine muscles through the fabric of his shirt.
- I'm listening, then.
She looks up at him. The look she gives him would almost cause Robotnik to go back to his sheets, to be consumed again. He can almost see her lips quivering, hesitating, but finally remaining closed. Who are you ? This is the question that burns hertongue. Do you think that by offering me your name I will silence my curiosity? That it will satiate my irrepressible desire to understand? But it stays there, in the back of her throat. Because the spectacle that her offers to her manages despite everything to put out the fire of distrust that still crackles in her heart.
- When all this is over, I will go back to Europe. You know that don't you?
For a brief moment, Robotnik freezes. Is it the hesitation of not finding what he is looking for or the sentence she has just pronounced? Y/N isn't sure. She thinks she sees the night falling in his hazel eyes, but this is probably a lure constructed by her overly romantic imagination. He does not answer. Continues to hastily gather his things, suddenly worried that he hasn't heard from Stone since last night.
Honestly, was he that innocent to think that Stone had just gone out for a drink with the lieutenant? She watches him, waits to see, then gives up. Getting out of bed in turn, she passes in front of him a sheet tied around her body to find refuge in the bathroom.
When she gets out, he will probably be gone to join his assistant and his occupations, everything that happened in this room would end.
The water from her shower slapped her skin as reality slapped her soul. The regrets, the fear, the feeling of having been weak. Again. Y/N didn't regret what had happened, she regretted the strange feeling it left inside her, she who had sworn to herself never to feel anything again, to no longer attach herself, hated the pain that gnawed at her stomach .
He hadn't answered.
Maybe deep down, she would have hoped for just a word. Something that told her that this idea touched him as much as she did. Because that was the reality: she was only there for a lapse of time which, like this strange night, would end one way or another.
She took care to dry herself, to look at her reflection in the mirror without having the impression of recognizing herself, then to put on jeans and a lambda t-shirt before going out, leaving behind her a foggy bathroom.
- Then stay here.
The cavernous voice that rose in her room startled her, and she realized too late that Robotnik's shadow still hovered over her doorstep.
Was it a dream?
She blinked in surprise, hoping he would turn around to face her again, take the doubt out of her and ground her in reality once and for all. But it was as if he refused to do so, as if the idea of looking at her again would definitely make him switch. But switch into what, exactly. Y/N heard the click of her door unlock and the hearth engulf Robotnik before closing immediately behind him, plunging her into a macabre and unreal silence.
He had waited for her to finish to tell her…that?
Stay here.
She giggles, alone in her room trying to hide the echoes of this absurd solution.
Stay here ?
No, she couldn't stay here. It was not his place, it had never been his place. Nowhere. Y/N unconsciously rubbed her eyes for fear of seeing tears appear in them. This bastard definitely had the art of ruining her life to the end, shaking her deepest convictions.
It was no way.
She would never leave Interpol, she would never give up the team she forms with [Lieutenant's name]. Never.
It was then that she understood.
He hadn't just stayed to tell her that. A quick glance at her desk is enough to make her heart beat faster. Her jacket was well and truly on the back of her chair, disorder still reigned all around her, the only witness of the previous night, but something was wrong. A terrible pang gripped her throat.
Something was different.
Walking briskly toward her investigative work, she stared at him like a bird of prey about to swoop down on its prey. Tried to find out what was causing such a state of alert in her, but in vain. Nothing had changed on her board, nothing had changed in her notes. Yet she was convinced that Robotnik had come all the way here. That he had settled down exactly where she was now. Her gaze swept over her makeshift workspace, the photos she had hung on the wall for the slightest change. Then she saw him. The tiny space that proved a drawer had been opened. The delicate rustling of the leather of her jacket, there, at the level of the side pocket.
It was impossible.
He couldn't have done such a thing. However, when she in turn opened the space that seemed to have been searched, a small piece of paper folded in four had replaced the file she had stored there a few days earlier. A small insignificant piece of paper and those few words that had just burst her heart into pieces.
CW: Fluff, a little suggestive language (use of "daddy")
General:
Having the Eggman logo embroidered on most of your clothing
Having his contact name in your phone being either "Eggy man" or "Robot boyfriend 3000"
Being the only living human allowed to call him "Mr. " because it reminds him you'll be his future Mr./Mrs.
Receiving your own weapons so you can defend yourself "just in case"
Despite having your own bedroom, you sleep in his bed with him every night (that is every night he comes to bed instead of working)
Due to his habit of working through the night, he has a surveillance camera set up to monitor you while you sleep. He allows you to bring any plushies you would like to cuddle, but they MUST be put away during the day in case Sonic and his "rat friends break in and see them"
Riding in the egg pod with him and feeding him french fries as he navigates back home after a fast-food run
Combing his mustache in the morning
Taking naps while sitting on his lap, your head snuggled into his chest as he works at his control panel/desk
Noticing people "disappear mysteriously" after disrespecting you or your relationship behind your back
Being one of the only things that make him crack a non-sadistic smile
Eggman (specifically Boom ver.)
Matching footie pjs
Praising and kissing his arms, clutching on to them when you cuddle
Being allowed to sit on his shoulders
Running around with Cubot and Orbot
Being able to hear his goat scream from across the lair
Laying your head on his chest
Confusing him with your slang and memes - "You're a material what?", "Who put who in the freezer?", "Is it not common knowledge to not pee on the floor?!?!?"
Mombot knitting you and him matching sweaters
Playing Fuzzy Puppies with him
Annoying him alongside Cubot - "If you two don't stop this at once I'll ship you off to China!"
He tries to hide you away from Sonic and his friends
That ultimately fails, however, since you beg Eggman to let you go with him to the village and get out of the lair
Spooky Halloween dates consist of going to haunted houses and end with you comforting him throughout the night
You aren't allowed to participate in battles so you just stay at the lair and watch
You have, on multiple occasions, fooled around with his control system when he's out and you have locked him out several times - "I told you that my work isn't a toy!" *sad puppy dog eyes* "*groan* Ugh, it's alright, Y/N, here's what you have to do..."
You like to garden with him and he lets you pick out any plants/flowers you want to grow yourself
You have to stand on your tippy-toes to hug or kiss him
You like to run up behind him and hug him from behind, surprising him - "*goat scream*"
He enjoys holding you and will sometimes find you in the lair and pick you up, cradling you in his arms
You're so precious to him and he worries you might leave him
"Daddy" *Eggman blushes furiously and his eyes widen*
Robotnik (pre-2nd movie):
He makes you playlists for very specific situations - "Shower Songs", "Delicious Victory", "Date Night in the Forest"
Having Agent Stone run errands for you
Mini fashion shows to show off your outfits for him
He has big sugar daddy energy
He can and will buy you anything you want
You've walked in on him dancing by himself many times
Dates involve his agents following a hundred feet behind to make sure you're safe
He can be a bit distant both emotionally and physically, but don't tag it personally, he just doesn't understand human connection
That being said, when he tells you he loves you he means it every time and has rehearsed saying it so he doesn't mess up
Attending fancy government events and making it impossible for Robotnik to take his eyes off of you
"Hey, who's that cute little thing over there?" "That's Dr. Robotnik's partner" "*gulp*"
Robotnik is willing to help you with your career if you so choose to have one
If you need help with tuition he won't bat an eye
If you say you want to do it yourself and be independent, he'll respect your decision and encourage you
"Daddy" *Robotnik keeps a straight face, grabbing you by the throat and pulling you closer to him*
(sorry if there aren't a lot of Robotnik ones, go read my other headcanon post that's solely Robotnik!)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
(I FINALLY FINISHED IT! I finished that one IYF and turned it into a full-on Robotnik/Reader story. Now if you’ll excuse me, I just sprained my shoulder from patting myself on the back...)
First of all this is my first post in English since it isn't my first language, hope you like it!
I tried to make it gender neutral but in first person I hope I get it right.
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Being an assistant in the Pentagon who constantly changes bosses isn't easy just because I'm young and inexperienced but working for Dr. Robotnik is a different story.
On the bright side I found a beautiful person who become my best friend there his name is Stone and he's also an assistant for the doctor, on the other side is the doctor Ivo Robotnik even though he is a difficult person to work with surprisingly he didn't get rid of me in this two months.
The thing is that I feel in love with him I know he is very disrespectful with the superiors and to us when by accident one of his robots gets damaged but I can't help the way he concentrates working on his robots, the way he carries himself on meetings and the way he dresses.
Actually Stone noticed the way I look at the doctor and he is encouraging me to tell the doctor how I feel but I can't.
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A few months passed and my love for the doctor increased to the point that I just think of him during my work, while I was working on the next meetings for the doctor he told Stone to get him a coffee and me to help him in the laboratory.
"Agent l/n could you pass me a screwdriver" said the doctor.
"Of course doctor" I said while I reach for it and passed to him.
"It comes to my knowledge that you're distracted during work" he started working. "Care to explain why"
"I-it's personal stuff si- I mean doctor" why do I have to get nervous right now?
"Personal, like your love life?" He stopped working and look at me.
"I-no" he interrupted me.
"Don't lie to me, it's written all over your face" he stands up and stood in front of me. "Because I feel the same way y/n" he whispered my name.
"Why me?" I whispered.
"I can't explain it but since you started working for me I feel happy?" he took a step back.
"Really?" I smiled. "Because you could have any person and you choose an assistant?"
"Maybe is because you treat me kindly even though I sometimes yell at you but I know that I love you" he take my hands.
"I love you too Ivo" I smile and he kiss me sweetly.
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Omg I love it! Anyways I really hope you like this!
