Lucien Lachance x Reader + Adoring Fan

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"I've missed you." "And I you, my silencer. It truly has been too long." You sighed and leaned into the Imperial's embrace, taking in the feeling of being held after weeks on the road. "It's a shame you won't focus on the brotherhood instead, it has been quite a hassle getting through contracts without my personal assassin." You smirked, trailing your hands over his chest and into the crevices of his robes, beginning to work them off. "Are you quite sure that's the only reason you'd like to have me around?" Lucien chuckled, grabbing your hands and bringing them up to his mouth, kissing each knuckle. "I'm sure you are more than aware of my true intentions, my love." He lowered your hands and leaned forward, lips nearly touching when all of a sudden,
"By Azura, by Azura, by Azura!"
Frustrated, you pulled away and turned towards the intruder. "For the love of Sithis, how many times did I tell you to wait outside, or even better go away?" Your fan continued to smile, unfaltered by your harsh words. "But what if the grand champion needed a back rub, or perhaps a foot massage and I was not nearby to deliver?" You opened your mouth, about to say more when all of a sudden there was a flurry of black and the reflection of a knife, and Lucien stood with his blade to the fan's throat. He smiled, a rabid mockery of kindness, "I assure you, I will be the only one massaging the grand chapion tonight. Now leave, or I shall send your soul to Sithis and desecrate your corpse."
The fan just stood smiling, and with a growl and a nod from you, Lucien cut him down. You sighed, "We've got three days, now where were we?"

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