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“Hey. Why aren’t you eating?”
Wriothesley looked at Neuvillette after he was basically picking his food like a small child. Neuvillette was obviously enjoying dinner and he seemed to like the place they chose together. The food wasn’t the best to Wriothesley’s taste.
He let out a sigh and pushed his plate over to Neuvillette. The white haired male looked confused in the way the officer was acting. Since after all, this is what Wriothesley asked for.
“Go ahead and have your fill, mon chéri. I’m not hungry.” He said as he simply gazed at Neuvillette.
“Didn’t you ask to take me out to dinner?” Neuvillette asked out of curiosity.
Wriothesley hummed at the way Neuvillette worded it. And people say the Duke was a flirt. It made Wriothesley wonder how many people Neuvillette accidentally rubbed the wrong way. The question was asked like Wriothesley asked Neuvillette out on a date, but it was his birthday. He should have already had a gift prepared anyways.
The dark-haired male leaned his head onto his fist, a small smirk, and that deep gaze he always gave Neuvillette when he teased him.
“How about you make sure to keep those pretty lips closed when you’re asked to fill your mouth.” He said with his twisted smile.
Neuvillette almost choked on his food from the sentence that came out of the officer’s mouth. That seemingly taunting look as if he’s already won their conversation.
“Ahem. How scandalous of you, Duke Wriothesley, to say such a thing about…my lips. For a handsome man like yourself saying such things in public-?” Neuvillette replied in a half embarrassed tone. He wouldn’t deny that Wriothesley was in fact pretty.
Wriothesley let out a slight chuckle. He looked around the restaurant they sat in and could notice people looking at them. It was amusing to Wriothesley. It made him wonder what questions they could possibly be thinking of the two. The esteemed Chief Justice of Fontaine out at such a late night, eating dinner, and alone with somebody else. A stranger to most of the public yet willingly to get close even if he was completely different from the Monsieur. Not to mention, how they always got seemingly close. Wriothesley knew exactly what it looked like. He relished in teasing Neuvillette, to have simple misunderstandings, and to mess with everybody’s perception of Neuvillette.
Wriothesley leaned closer, like it was a secret shared between the two, as if it wasn’t empty words or them messing with each other again. “And If I mean every word? Do you think I’m handsome then?”
Neuvillette’s tongue tapped on the top of his mouth. A light blush on his cheeks. The words out of Wriothesley’s mouth were smooth and silky. As if his words came out naturally and laced itself around Neuvillette. It was peculiar how the words drifted into Neuvillette’s mind like a song being sung to a child. Neuvillette couldn’t even imagine how the officer made such bold moves without the initiative for more. It was simply a game to him. A game Neuvillette was going to win tonight.
“I don’t think I’d let a boorish man be this close to me, to a dinner date of all things. To come to my office uninvited, to hold my hand, to have seen me half dressed, and to have slept with me.” Neuvillette suggested. A quiet hum on his lips. He felt Wriothesley breathe through his teeth at Neuvillette’s factual tone. He smiled softly at the flavour of victory between the two. “I have a gift for you, so stop complaining, you dog.”
Neuvillette got off of the table and placed a small bag of mora on the table. That should do for their meal, or more of his meal. But he didn’t mind— the guard dog was going to get his fill tonight anyways.
They both walked out of the restaurant in their midst of silence. Wriothesley looked over at Neuvillette, his face peaking with curiosity. If he had a tail, it’d be wagging like crazy. It made Neuvillette laugh under his voice seeing how impatient Wriothesley really was.
“So you have to close your eyes. Trust me enough?” Neuvillette hummed putting his hands in front of the officer’s eyes.
Wriothesley grabbed onto Neuvillette’s hand softly, removing it from his eyes, and gazed back at Neuvillette. “Not the smartest decision as the head of the Fortress of Meropide but, since it’s the lovely Monsieur…I think I can give a bit of leeway. Just be gentle.”
Wriothesley closed his eyes and allowed Neuvillette to place his hands on the male’s eyes. They wouldn’t have to deal with Furina since she fell asleep way before them after indulging in the many, many, stories and news letters of Fontaine. Plus, for safe measure, Neuvillette left her in her own tower of a room. She’ll probably find her way back to the chief to annoy him much more but not anytime soon. It was kinda difficult guiding Wriothesley to the Monsieur’s bed chambers due to Wriothesley’s lack of actually following Neuvillette’s instructions.
They both walked into the home together, Wriothesley tripping on his feet on the way in, locking the door behind them, and letting Wriothesley sit on the edge of the bed. Wriothesley had absolutely zero idea where in the world he was the only thing he could pick up was the faint scent of the room smelling like Neuvillette. The unknown never was a strong suit for the officer.
“Keep your eyes closed.” Neuvillette said as he pulled his hands away from Wriothesley’s eyes and running into the bathroom.
Wriothesley really had no choice. Not a moment to speak back and he didn’t want to ruin the surprise. He kept his eyes closed as he heard the small shuffling movement from what he could assume to be Neuvillette as he let his hands roam the bed he was sitting on. If he couldn’t see the best thing he could do was feel where he was. The bed was soft and felt like the luxurious Fontainian fabric but also quite hard. It wasn’t a bad feeling on his hands. The scent of the room smelt like a mixture of Neuvillette and paperwork so what he could assume was it was a familiar room that the chief were accustomed to. From the light of his closed eyes he could feel the dim lighting of the room and it was overall comfortable.
A small shuffle of foot steps and a few placements of things on the table besides the bed and then Neuvillette cleared his throat, “You can open your eyes now.” He said.
Wriothesley opened his eyes as he adjusted to the dim lighting of the room and then his eyes focused on Neuvillette. Oh. Oh. It was a cute black lingerie set that completely wrapped around Neuvillette’s full body, the top covering Neuvillette’s chest, the panties sinking in, and attached with thigh garters that made his thighs pop. What a sight to behold. It left Wriothesley speechless.
Neuvillette walked over to Wriothesley teasingly as he leaned his face into the male. Their faces once again centimetres apart. Wriothesley could feel Neuvillette’s breath on his face and his eyes looking at him like a show on display.
“This is ahh...indeed quite the show Monsieur..” Wriothesley flustered. Neuvillette laid his hands onto the officer’s shoulders as he crawled onto the male’s lap.
“Be a good boy and touch me. Go ahead.” Neuvillette whispered into Wriothesley’s ear. Wriothesley bit onto his lip softly and placing his hands on Neuvillette’s thighs, fiddling with the garnets. How much he wanted to bite them.
Wriothesley caressed and grabbed onto Neuvillette’s thighs. At first, he didn’t know what to do. To start soft? To start hard? He let his hands lead as he felt the warmth of Neuvillette’s body. The white haired male let out small hesitant whimpers as Wriothesley hand trailed further down, becoming more risky with his movements.
He felt Neuvillette let him take his time. It was embarrassing to admit but this would be a first for Wriothesley. He’s had his moments in the past but nothing like this, to be this embarrassed over a lay…was definitely new. He had no doubt in his mind that Neuvillette was experienced in some level to pull a move like this and somehow this made the officer think that their encounters in the Monsieur’s office will be plentiful of the same occurrence of today.
He reached his hand into the panties Neuvillette wore and groped the chief’s ass as Neuvillette leaned into Wriothesley with small mewls. His heart was pounding at how Neuvillette felt, how Neuvillette sounded, how Neuvillette looked, and how Neuvillette was reacting. It was so overwhelming he could go feral and they haven’t even gotten started yet. Absolutely embarrassing.
Neuvillette hummed as he pushed Wriothesley down on the bed, taking control of the situation, and revealing Wriothesley’s clothed cock. Neuvillette was getting impatient and that was obvious.
“I do the work, alright? All you have to do is be a good boy. Is that alright, Sir Duke?” Neuvillette said a hint of teasing in his voice.
Wriothesley nodded as he let Neuvillette guide. He wrapped his thumbs around the garnets again as he gripped onto his thighs rougher. The chief let out a small hum seeing Wriothesley mess with his open thighs since his boots and suit pants usually fully covered them. He stroked the officer’s hard cock as moved the bottom part of the panties out of the way. Since, Neuvillette didn’t want to waste much time already, he lubed himself in the bathroom to prepare and even made sure his hydro abilities went down there to make sure it stays wet.
Wriothesley looked intently as Neuvillette teased the tip on the rim of his hole and then sinking himself in. That image in itself was enough to make Wriothesley cum but luckily he didn’t. Neuvillette felt amazing from the inside. How wet he was, how his walls gripped so tightly onto the officer’s throbbing cock. Wriothesley wanted to be addicted to this. Without noticing, Wriothesley was digging his nails into Neuvillette’s thigh, making a mark.
Neuvillette was breathing in heavily as he took the whole thing into himself. Wriothesley might be human but he was exceptionally beyond average whether it be because he was jacked or if emos really do have bigger dicks. Whatever the case, Neuvillette wasn’t use to it even if he couldn’t count the amount of times he did this before. He sat there for a few moments, grinding his ass into Wriothesley’s dick, and letting out sweet moans for Wriothesley to hear.
“Neuvi.., Please, fuck go faster, you brat.” Wriothesley said as his nails were practically digging into Neuvillette’s tender skin.
Neuvillette blushed at the small degradation. He didn’t want to admit it but he definitely felt himself get even wetter down there. It was a change from the high praise Neuvillette usually gets.
“My, How impatient of you now, Wrio.” Neuvillette said as he continued not to change his movement. It would be much too embarrassing to tell the officer he couldn’t handle his dick and that he was nervous.
Wriothesley slowly started to do it himself, grabbing Neuvillette to make him go up and down, small thrust insides, and spreading the chief more. Small little muffled moans escaped out of Neuvillette’s mouth as Wriothesley took it into his own hands. Neuvillette knew this was a bad idea, right after they finish this, Neuvillette just knows Wriothesley will start teasing the male about how he had to work for it on his birthday.
Neuvillette swallowed as he lifted himself up and started bouncing on Wriothesley’s hardened cock. It was rhythmic as Wriothesley kept grabbing at Neuvillette’s cheeks spreading them apart and Neuvillette bouncing himself on it.
It felt so wonderful to Wriothesley. He wondered if the sounds of how hard he was thrusting in were competing with Neuvillette’s moans as Wriothesley couldn’t hold back how much bliss he was feeling. The view he was getting from under, the feeling he was receiving, and the way Neuvillette took him so well.
He breathed in heavily, sucking in his breath, hearing the squelching sound, Neuvillette’s deep moans, and small hiccups beginning to form in his throat. The way Wriothesley began looking at Neuvillette. He knew. He already knew the way he was looking at the male before him. Love dazed. The chief was giving him so much unbelievable pleasure. He covered his eyes from how good he was feeling, embarrassed that Neuvillette could see right through that gaze if he stared for any longer.
From the sudden change of behavior of Wriothesley it concerned Neuvillette. He opened his eyes and grabbing onto Wriothesley’s arms. It was quiet for a moment and Neuvillette leaned into the other male in a state of worry.
Neuvillette whispered the male’s name, the tone of concern lingering in his voice, “You doing okay?” He leaned in and catching his breath.
Wriothesley wiped his daze off as he couldn’t bare to look at how beautiful the Monsieur was, “I’m doing just fine…just- Don’t talk just keep that mouth closed.” Wriothesley said flipping the two over.
He thrusted himself deeply into Neuvillette once he shook off the thoughts of him and the chief. Wriothesley couldn’t bare to let Neuvillette know how good this was to him and how madly he’s been eyeballing the chief of justice all this time. The small teases, he never expected to go this far, but maybe even a man’s ego couldn’t be let down from all the times Wriothesley liked to humiliate the chief.
Neuvillette let out a shriek of a moan as Wriothesley practical ravished Neuvillette like a dog. Lifting the chest piece of lingerie that Neuvillette wore, pinching and rolling his nipples through his fingers, biting at his neck, hand on his waist, and the Wriothesley’s dick slamming into Neuvillette.
Now, it was Neuvillette’s turn to gaze and to cry. He mixed his fingers into Wriothesley’s hair, pulling at it, and tears dropping from his face as Wriothesley didn’t stop. The small drops of rain could be heard outside the house as Wriothesley made Neuvillette come to tears. Wriothesley grabbed Neuvillette’s cock holding the tip closed as he did small strokes.
“I want to see you cum with me, Monsieur.” He said, lifting one of Neuvillette’s legs higher.
Neuvillette silently nodded and agreed as Wriothesley held back from letting him cum. They both leaned into each other and their lips intertwining. They twisted their tongues together and held each other closely as Wriothesley’s thrust kept becoming more precise on the angles he was hitting into Neuvillette.
Though, Neuvillette didn’t mind. Wriothesley was trying his best to impress the chief in his love-making skills and it was working on Neuvillette. Wriothesley pulled his hand away from Neuvillette’s cock as he grabbed onto the chief’s waist and pulling him in deeply, sinking his cum into Neuvillette.
“Wait- Wait- Wriothesley-!” Neuvillette forgetting to warn Wriothesley about cumming in him due to certain things.
Neuvillette quickly came once he felt Wriothesley leak into him, throwing his head back, and digging his nails into Wriothesley’s shoulder.
“Hm?” Wriothesley replied back nonchalantly.
“Ah…nothing- it’s nothing..” Neuvillette tried brushing it off knowing he might possibly create another being due to this.
They both calmed down from their high, slowly breathing in, and pulling away from each other. Wriothesley stayed there taking in what just happened between the two, still keep his cock inside of Neuvillette.
Neuvillette cleared his throat awkwardly, “Was that….a good first time- between us I mean-?” He said hesitantly. Wriothesley huffed, seeing Neuvillette notice he was in fact a tad bit nervous to do it with the Monsieur.
Wriothesley nodded in embarrassment. It was awkward in what to do next. He leaned into Neuvillette and gave him a small kiss, which made the chief blush, “I want to keep my cock in you.”
“My-“ Neuvillette paused as he let out a small laugh, “That’s quite a bold request..”
Neuvillette a little taken back from Wriothesley’s statement. He looked at the officer and then nodded. It was a bold idea, something that Wriothesley would absolutely conjure up to say. Even though Neuvillette was used to Wriothesley making such remarks he still didn’t think Wriothesley could keep up after this.
They both laid down together as Wriothesley seemed to be like a dog nurturing its partner. Licking Neuvillette, holding onto Neuvillette, and nuzzling him. It would have been quite cuter if Wriothesley’s cock wasn’t buried inside of him and with every set of movement there was also movements on the bottom. Neuvillette could feel the smirk on Wriothesley’s face knowing that Neuvillette needed to sleep for the upcoming trials, Wriothesley didn’t need to, or so he says.
“Oh- What if Ms. Furina comes looking for me?” Neuvillette asked as he covered them in the blanket, obviously hiding their connection.
“Locked out. Even if she does manage to get in, I’m sure we can create an excuse of overnight work together. It’s not a big deal.” Wriothesley said, tracing his fingers over the marks he left on Neuvillette’s body and how the rest of his body seemed unmarked and untainted.
Neuvillette let out a sigh of relief as the rain from outside could be heard to have come to a stop. At least they wouldn’t be caught and Neuvillette wouldn’t have to explain the embarrassing birthday gift he gave to the Duke of the Fortress of Meropide.
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It was the morning after as there was a very large and whiny voice to be held from the other side of the door. Just what in the world has gotten the young lady so worked up for at this early of an hour?
“Ughhh! Neuvillette, I’m most bored! There’s no trials until noon today and I’ve already read everything from the past week! Can we go out today, I got news of a new drink from the café can we go!”
Neuvillette stirring from his sleep still being hugged by the bigger man as Furina banged on the door of his own sleeping chambers, since after all, he too slept in the Palais Mermonia. Before he could get up, Wriothesley granted a kiss on the tip of his ears and got up.
He let out a long sign as there was a shuffle of noise from Wriothesley as he slowly sat up in the bed himself. He slightly whispered to the other man, “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Making sure she doesn’t disturb our morning.” Wriothesley said in a smirk.
Neuvillette picked up on the message and his face turned white to red. “Wrio- Don’t you-“ Before the Monsieur could say anything else Wriothesley opened the door and leaned on the frame. Neuvillette tried to hide his face in the covers as he peaked through the sheets as Furina was left stunned.
“What is it you need, Ms?” Wriothesley said in his ever so calm demeanor leaving Furina in a state of shock.
Of course as the archon, she felt like she was embarrassing herself completely. How embarrassing is it to knock onto the chief justice’s doors yet the one who opens it is the Duke of the Fortress of Meropide? And of course as the archon that was being very very needy towards said chief of justice seeing another person able to witness this made her really want to crumple up and die.
“Oh! Duke Wriothesley, what of course brings you here at this hour! As usual, I, as your archon come to see how the chief of justice is ready for the next trial in court!” She exclaimed trying to obviously peak in. “Now, as you see I will be going in because as the head chief justice and I the archon we have official business to discuss-!”
Before she could enter the room Wriothesley put a hand over her restricting her from entering in which she gave a very awkward glare towards the officer. “Disrupting the Monsieur this early morning, Young Lady? How will he manage to maintain his composure throughout court sessions if you continue to bug him more further?”
She crossed her arms in a pout and complained, “Then why is it you get to be here and not I?! I’m sure-“ Furina peaked over the Duke’s large arm and noticed Neuvillette wrapped in the fine blanket as some of his long hair peaked out and then back to Wriothesley’s half done coat on him. Then back to Neuvillette. Then recalling rain. Then recalling the amount of drama she’s read and witnessed before. Somehow, it clicked in her head. And then the massive sneaky laughter of hers appeared.
“Oh, shut up! Hahaha! My dear Chief of Justice, I bare you most indefinite luck for your two’s courtship. I’m sure this will be quite the story to be hold of the latest Steambird! Oh how this has filled my boredom! Much for you, I hope your state is well prepared for the trial at noon today! Toodoodleloo!” Furina said in much giddy which made the chief’s state curl up even harder at his embarrassment as the archon walked off.
Wriothesley closed the door in a sigh and walked back towards the bed, leaning over to touch Neuvillette throughout the blanket. He reached over to plant a small kiss on the curled up chief as Neuvillette moved away.
He let out a heavy sigh as he could feel his heart pounding out of his chest. Oh, the Young Miss definitely noticed. Nothing of drama ever misses from her eyes no matter how embarrassing it may be. He never wanted to show his face again, all the dignity he built up, the prestige, the refined look he so built all down the drain from the single night with the guard dog of hell. Maybe he too will be dragged down into those depths.
It’s as if Wriothesley read his thoughts as the morning got cloudy, “Mon chéri, there is no need to fret over such a detail. If you are pledged with guilt then I will take the blame for you.”
Oh how Neuvillette loved the comfort of the man that was so rough yet so unbelievable soft. But no. He couldn’t let Wriothesley be the one to guard him. To act as if this was guilt. If it was he was no better than a guilty criminal.
He unwrapped himself from the covers and leaned over to place a small kiss onto the side of Wriothesley’s lips as he grabbed the back of the man’s neck. “This is no guilt, so please do not think so. It is merely the sheer embarrassment of knowing that our archon and the rest of Fontaine may know of our private affairs.”
Wriothesley let out a laugh and wrapped his arms around Neuvillette giving the male soft kisses on his neck causing the judge to redden even further. He grabbed onto Neuvillette’s hand and placing a light kiss, like Neuvillette was some princess out of a story book, “Who could ever speak so badly about the Chief of Justice? There is no need to worry that pretty little head of yours about what the surface thinks of you.”
There that Duke’s flirting personality comes out once more. That absolute smooth talker and once again those words wrap itself around Neuvillette like a choir singing about its god. And how Neuvillette indulged in it.
“You must be quiet before you start things up again, I’m quite the busy man today.” Neuvillette said as he looked away from the man who tended to pull at his heart strings.
“And if I’m trying to start things up again? What is my reward?” Wriothesley grinned as he leaned closer to the Monsieur.
“I say I accuse you of theft.”
“And may I be so bold to inquire what have I stolen?” Wriothesley kissed onto Neuvillette’s collarbone.
Before anything more could happen, Neuvillette pulled Wriothesley by the stupid black bandages he wore on his neck, and pulled him face to face. “I say my dignity, do you confess?”
Wriothesley let out a smile as he could smell that sweet scent of Neuvillette from how close they were. He let out a breathy response, “Yes.” He leaned into Neuvillette and kissed him. As of today, it’s dignity, as of the next week it’s shame, as of eternity shall it be his heart.