Make me Burn {CelesGiri}【SMUT】

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Deep down, in a part of herself that she tried not to listen to, Kirigiri had always known that her desire for information would be her undoing. She felt a compulsion to have as many answers as possible, even if the questions being asked weren't particularly important. She felt on edge if there was something that she didn't understand, and of the students she had been living alongside at Hope's Peak Academy, Celeste left the most questions unanswered. Each answered question seemed to lead to a dozen more questions, and the detective wanted nothing more than to answer all of them.

Despite knowing that Celeste was a skilled gambler, she hoped that she would be able to bluff her way to victory in a game of chance. If it was down to chance, surely the odds were in both of their favour, despite Celeste's reputation? Concepts such as luck were shaky at best, and Kirigiri wasn't going to allow herself to be put off by the claims that Celeste couldn't lose. If Kirigiri managed to win, Celeste would have to answer any and all questions the detective had truthfully for an entire hour. Kirigiri had solved entire cases in an hour before (even if 'case' was a term she applied very loosely). While Celeste left her own desire upon winning a mystery for the time being, Kirigiri distracted herself by becoming convinced that she couldn't lose.

Stood at opposing ends of the table they'd chosen to play their game - blackjack, at Kirigiri's insistence, as she wanted to keep the result random to give herself a better chance against the otherwise insurmountable odds - they looked upon each other, but neither made much of an expression. While Celeste's expert poker face was put into play, Kirigiri made an attempt to put forth her own. She knew that she was outmatched the moment that she saw Celeste's expression. Despite the relatively casual nature of the bet, she wasn't pulling any punches.

"I hope you're ready," Celeste told Kirigiri, and although her words were simply that of a pre-game greeting, Kirigiri felt something deeper within them, as if Celeste knew that she was going to win. Perhaps the conviction with which Celeste carried herself played a large part in her winning streak.

"You, too," the detective replied. She tried her best to not look intimidated as the two of them checked their cards. She didn't have anything particularly great, but there was always the chance that Celeste had drawn worse. She glanced over at her opponent, trying to read her expression. She shouldn't have been surprised when it turned out that she couldn't. It was somewhere between a mix of passiveness and determination... Kirigiri wasn't sure what to make of it, nor was she sure what to do with her cards.

It didn't take long for her to fumble over her own indecision and end up losing the game. A part of her had been expecting to lose, though, so she wasn't too bummed out about it. The way she figured, even if she lost, Celeste would likely try to rope her into some scheme of hers, and Kirigiri could use her improved position to gain more information about the gambler; perhaps even save a student or two from being murdered. She placed her cards onto the table and let out a soft sigh, taking a step back.

"Well, it would seem that you've won," she sighed, feigning disappointment. Celeste was no fool, and while the expression on her face remained unreadable, she found some humour in the fact that Kirigiri was trying to play her. The gothic-dressed gambler stalked around the table before standing beside Kirigiri, an aura surrounding her that made Kirigiri's hair stand on-end. She glanced over towards the other girl, and was about to ask what Celeste wanted her winnings to be when she was interrupted.

"You have to do whatever I desire for an entire hour," Celeste stated, leaving no room for question. It wasn't all that different from what Kirigiri had wanted, albeit on a broader scale. Kirigiri hoped that she wouldn't have to do anything that she might regret.