Cicero x reader

The Jester's Game. Ch: 6 🍋

Standing, he sidestepped the table and picked up.
Wrapping arms and legs around Cicero, I felt his heart gently pounding against me.
Carefully he carried me to our room.

Setting me down on the table, he hesitated embarrassed.
Reaching out, I took his gloved hand in mine.
Gently tugging off his glove, I stared at him expectantly.

Cicero, ever so slowly, took his off his other with his teeth.
His sunset eyes shone in the flickering candlelight.

Dropping the glove, he placed his other hand in mine.
My gaze fell, I felt his rough skin.
Each hand was covered with hundreds of overlapping scars.

"Beautiful..." I whispered, tracing my thumb over a large scar.

"Cicero has quite a few.." He chuckled nervously.

"Can I.. see more?" I stammered heat flushing my cheeks.

"I'll show you mine... If you show me yours." Cicero bargened, gently
placing a rough hand on my cheek.

"Deal..." I breathed, captivated.

"What caused this one?" He whispered, stroking my lip with his thumb.

"Mudcrab.. And it was delicious." I growled playfully.

Cicero swallowed hard, taking a deep shaky breath.

"I believe it was your turn.." I teased squeezing his hips.

"What?" He stammered, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Our little game.. Showing off our battle scars. To get to know each other better..." I hinted slyly.

"Oh...And how does Cicero play this little game of yours." He chuckled mischievously.

Biting the fabric on the tip of the middle finger, I slid off my gloves.
I showed him my rugged bare hands.

"Alright.." Cicero tossed his hat onto the bed post.

Lifting up his mess of soft rusty hair he revealed a faint scar from behind his ear to the nape of his neck.

"Ouch. What.." I stared placing my hand over his.

"Chaurus hunter fledgling..
Cicero was ambushed.
Ironically it was my target who saved me and nursed me back to health." He laughed reminiscent.

"So.. You went through with the contract?" I wondered curiously.

"Of course..."He whispered sinisterly.

His dark expression sent a shiver down my spine.

"Your turn..." Cicero growled, his face centimeters away from mine.

Unable to resist, I placed a tender kiss on his lips.
Breaking away, I slowly untied my hood, letting my hair fall around my shoulders.

"Cicero is growing impatient.." He chuckled, holding my face.

"This one.. Hag raven slashed me." I sighed, exposing the scarred flesh of my neck.

Brushing my hair out the way, he left gentle kisses along the scar.

"Cicero.." I gasped, as he gave me little love bites.

Breaking away from me, Cicero chuckled mischievously.
Unbuckling his belt, he let it drop to the floor.
Crossing his arms, he stared me down with an evil smirk.

"Your turn." He whispered, pressing his hips between my legs.

"Oh, changing the game are we? Fine..." I laughed, pushing him back.