🕯Identity V oneshots🕯

Mr. Mole (Norton) x Reader 🍋

Heyy another request by @jello_angela
This one is mr mole 🥴 theres also a teeeeny jojo refrence.

I sat on a park bench as I caught my breath. I decided to go on a night time walk to take a break from home and have some time for myself. I enjoyed the peace of the quiet, dark nights of winter - but the cold? Not so much. My breath appeared foggy before me, wafting away like a cloud of smoke. I sat under the moonlight, concealed barely by the few trees scattered through the park. I hadn't intended on staying long, just coming out for some fresh air and some quiet. There had been many posters scattered throughout the town, all seeking out the same criminal. I didn't know what crime specifically he was involved in but his picture was everywhere, a reward for his capture underneath. I looked over to a distant tree, where I saw the same poster stapled to the bark. He was nicknamed 'Mr Mole' and in the picture he had dark black hair, with a small pair of glasses. He had a hat on with a large light strapped to the front, though I doubt he actually wore it all the time. It looked more like some silly disguise than an actual outfit. The picture was only a small portrait, outlining his main features. With a deep sigh, I stood up and decided it was time to head home. I didn't want to stay out too late with criminals on the loose in town. It wasn't a far walk back home, it was roughly 20 minutes but I had to pass through many streets and back alleys, making me feel slightly on edge in the dark environment. I left the park, closing the large metal gate behind me, the cold metal nipping at my hands. I shivered as I turned to head home, approaching the streets I was to weave through. The chances of somebody else being out were low at this time, not many people came out at night. As my heels clicked against the ground, I heard others approaching. They were fast as if whoever it was was running, the footsteps only came closer as I neared a corner. I became nervous as I turned the corner, only for the person running to come into contact with me. I hit their chest with a thump, yelping as I did. "Sorry!" I said, stepping back, only for my jaw to hang slightly open, my eyes widening at the sight. It was him in-front of me, the man from the wanted posters across town. He seemed in a hurry and bumping into me here possibly didn't help. "Y-you're the-" I said, stepping away in fear, my voice shaky with trembles. He seemed slightly panicked and quickly grabbed me, placing his hand over my mouth with my back against his torso. "Sorry" he said as I struggled against him, he didn't budge at my weak attempts. He held a cloth against my face, watching as I slowly grew weaker eventually falling unconscious in his arms. Everything faded to black and with that I was out cold.
He hadn't expected things to turn out this way but leaving me to report him to authorities or begin to cry bloody murder wouldn't have been in his favour either.
My eyes opened slowly, waking up from whatever sleeping spell had been cast on me. I looked around to see myself in a dark room, I was sat on a chair with my arms bound behind the frame. I began to panic as I became aware of my surroundings, realising I had been kidnapped by that criminal I ran into. Trying to call out for help seemed useless, as my mouth was taped shut. I kicked and tugged against the restraints but it was no use, they weren't falling slack not one bit. With a faint flick, a lamp in the corner of the room lit up, revealing the man stood beside the desk. He looked just like the picture - minus the hat. He had a stern looking face with a sharp nose and strong structure, he had a piercing on the bridge of his nose which I hadn't noticed before. I struggled more as he approached me, kneeling down to where he was at eye level. "I'm gonna let you speak but if you scream I'll tape you back up" he said authoritatively, like scolding a child. I nodded, wanting the tape off me already. He reached up and ripped it off, causing me to hiss in pain. My eyes were slightly teary with worry and fear, the man intimidatingly statured right before me. "You bumped into me at a bad time, I was in the middle of a mission" he said, not so much impressed. His hand ran through his dark black hair as he sighed. "Why did you bring me here?" I asked, my voice shaky. He stood up and grinned, leaning against a nearby wall. I got a good look at him in such close proximity. He was rather tall and wore fancy clothes, like an aristocrat would, though I highly doubt he was actually aristocratic. "To interrogate you" He said bluntly, as if it wasn't obvious enough. I didn't respond but instead kept my eyes on him, silently acknowledging what he said. "Are you a spy?" He asked, watching my movements carefully, perhaps he was able to detect lies? I shook my head no, "I'm not" I said, my voice wavering with nerves. His eyes narrowed, as if he didn't believe me. He moved behind the chair I was bound to, placing his hands on my shoulders menacingly ゴゴゴ. I tensed up under his touch, my stomach filling with butterflies. "You're not lying, are you?" He whispered into my ear from behind me, his voice low and sinister. "I'll have to punish you, if you are" he said once more, his voice sending shivers down my spine. I adjusted against the seat uncomfortably, his presence frightening me. "I'm not" I said, my voice quiet and meek, trying to hide from him. "Then why we're you out so late, in a crime filled area?" He asked, one of his hands moving to my hair, where he played with the soft strands. "I just wanted to spend time alone" I said softly, trying not to seem suspicious.   He simply hummed in agreement. I couldn't tell if he believed me or not. "If that's so then I have no other use for you" he said walking away, standing in front of me once again. He placed his hand on his chin in deep thought, considering his next move. "You won't tell anyone about what happened here, will you?" He asked, looking at me dangerously. His eyes piercing through me as he looked down at me. "But- there's no other place I could've been" I said in defeat, surely my family would've noticed something was up. I had no idea how long it had been or what time it was but I knew that no excuse would make up for this. He seemed disappointed by my answer, furrowing his brows in distaste. "I should teach you to keep quiet, then" he said, approaching me, his expression one of sadistic delight. "W-what?" I said as he came closer, a hand running through his long hair swiftly. He knelt beside the chair I was bound to, his hand resting on my thigh and his other on his leg. I tried to close my thighs as a reflex, but my legs bound to the chair made it impossible, I was left completely helpless. His hand rubbed my thigh gently, each time sweeping closer to my core. I blushed and struggled against the restraints. "What are you doing?" I said, my voice panicked and hurried. His expression turned into one of sadism, grinning at my reaction. Obviously, he was planning on having fun with me, as a way to make up for wasting his time. Time he could've spent doing nothing. "All you have to do is stay quiet" he said, his voice low and deep. His focus shifted to my legs; where his hand was situated. His fingers slipped under my skirt, his nails grazing against the soft skin of my inner thighs. My blush deepened as he grew closer to my genitals, unprepared for his sudden attack. His fingers pressed against the satin fabric of my panties, gently rubbing the area where my clit was. I breathed heavily as he did so, resisting the urge to indulge and cry out for more. I felt myself grow damp as he teased me, my core aching for more attention. "If I give you what you want - you'll stay quiet" he said, sounding more like a command than a suggestion. I quickly nodded, no longer caring about the implications of the situation. He grinned in approval, seeing my needy face practically drawing him in. He untied my legs from the chair, yet I kept still in place. He lifted my thigh so it was over his shoulder, his face dangerously close between my legs. I blushed as I looked down, watching his movements and his smirk as his fingers teased me. The man quickly removed my panties dripping them to the floor beside the chair. I looked away as he eyed my dripping core, seeing just how aroused I was already. "You mustn't do this often, hm?" He asked mockingly, watching as I looked away in embarrassment. He didn't waste time in teasing me once more, tracing circles over my clit gently, watching it throb under his movements. I moaned quietly as he pushed a finger inside me without warning, his other hand on my thigh, holding my skirt up. He dipped his head lower, his tongue giving my aroused vulva a lick. My stomach flipped as I felt him use his mouth, feeling shameful from his actions. I tensed up a little, feeling his tongue flick against my most sensitive parts, his eyes darting up to watch my reactions. I fidgeted against the restraints on my arms as he pleasured me, his finger curling inside to hit my g spot as he teased my clit. I moaned louder, feeling my climax come closer. He abruptly stopped, removing himself from me and standing back up. He admired my disheveled state, sat on the chair dripping wet as I caught my breath. He wiped his mouth with a half cocked grin, watching as I panted. "You want something bigger?" He asked suggestively, drawing my attention to the bulge in his pants. I blushed at the sight, feeling slightly nervous already. I nodded, pressing my thighs together in an effort to create some kind of friction down there, I felt so empty without him there. He went behind the chair once again, vanishing from my line of sight. I felt his hand squeeze my chest from behind, his other removing the ropes which bound me to the chair. Bruises and taints were left on my wrists from where the tightly tied rope had dug into me, I hadn't even noticed at the time, but being free was a relief. Despite being completely untied, I didn't try to break loose or fight back. Even if I wanted to, I'd be easily overpowered by such a strong man, horny or not. "You want me to destroy you? Hm?" He whispered into my ear, his voice laced with lust, craving something from me. "Y-yes" I said, my voice quiet and meek as he continued to grope my chest, unbuttoning some of the buttons to reveal my cleavage peeking out from a black lacy bra. Once again, he stopped in his tracks, moving back in front of me.
He picked me up and threw me over his broad shoulder, his arms holding my thighs tightly. I gasped as he carried me, taking me to another room. His free hand still roaming my body, rubbing between my thighs as he took me to what was most likely a bedroom. Upon arrival, he threw me onto the bed, my body landing with a creak of the frame. The room was dark just like the previous one, except I was now on a large bed with a red duvet and matching pillows. He kneeled on the bed, at the end as he unbuttoned his own shirt, revealing a toned torso. I blushed as I also removed my shirt, leaving me in just a bra and a skirt. The criminal only had his pants on at this point, and the bulge between his legs only seemed to get bigger and more impatient. He crawled towards me, trapping me beneath him, his hair tickled my face as he kissed me passionately. His hand held both my wrists above my head as his free hand unclasped my bra and removed my skirt, leaving me completely bare beneath him. His hot chest pressed against my own as we kissed, things growing more heated as he gave my neck bites and left behind dark purple marks. I held onto his shoulders, moaning as he groped and kissed me, begging for something else already. He then unzipped his pants and released his member, leaning back for me to view the sight. I felt the air leave my lungs at the sight. The man before me had such a toned torso, the perfect V-Line leading to his fully erect member. I gazed in awe at the size, it looked as if it could split me in half. He chuckled at my reaction, his voice gruff with lust and pent up frustration. He had held himself back for so long, he practically strangled himself down there. Without wasting time, he positioned himself at my entrance. "You ready?" He asked, his hands holding onto my waist as I lay beneath him, waiting for him to push his member inside and send me to a world of bliss. I nodded eagerly, watching his member twitch against me as It lay on my core. With that, he thrust himself inside me, his expression one of strain as he forced himself inside the small cavity. I moaned out in pain and pleasure as his girth stretched my walls out around him, struggling to accommodate his large size. Within a couple seconds he was thrusting at a fast yet steady pace, light moans often escaping him, only driving me closer to the edge I was left upon earlier. I rubbed my clit as I watched him pound inside me, my juices spreading across his member. He completely filled me up with each thrust, ecstasy wracking through my body with each of his movements. I moaned louder as I neared my finish, coming to the edge a lot faster than him. Perhaps he was experienced in this. I tightened around him as I came, feeling the pressure within my abdomen burst and release that orgasm bliss. He continued to thrust inside me as I rode out my orgasm, my mind becoming fuzzy with lust. My tightening cavern pushed him closer to his own climax his thrusts becoming sloppier and rougher as he swore and cursed under his breath, his deep whispers arousing me still. It wasn't long before he too came, pulling out before releasing onto my abdomen, his moans and swears coming out in a jumble as he came.
I stood in front of a vanity at the back of his room, buttoning up the top he gave me. It was one of his, so it was more like a dress on me, but it was comfortable - I didn't mind. He lay on the bed smoking a cigarette, his head resting on his arm as he looked at me from the back. "How am I gonna explain this.." I mumbled to myself, worrying about what my family must've been thinking. "You don't have to" he said as he exhaled smoke, a haze filling the room as he hot boxed. I sat back on the bed with my legs crossed, facing towards him. "Why's that?" I asked, watching as he took another drag. "You can stay with me" he proposed, taking me by surprise.
"I don't even know your name yet" I said with a laugh, considering all that had just happened. "I'm Norton" he said with a grin.

And that's how you became partners in crime with Mr Mole.
Anyway this beast of a fanfic took all night. Now tell me I'm a good little writer and how good I am 🔫