Chapter Text
Neuvillette had called this an easy trial. Easy was an understatement, almost comically so. The prosecution had a whole four pieces of evidence. It was the patent, the blueprints, the device he made the patent for and the blueprints were of, and the one that was suspiciously close to it. They were not at the main stage of the Opera, instead in a smaller courtroom as they expected this to be much less of a spectacle. Wriothesley was bored, and he looked up from his seat at the back of the small room to see Neuvillette sitting at the podium. To anyone else, the look on Neuvillette’s face was attentive and focused and to a degree he was, but Wriothesley could see the slight glazing on his eyes that said he would rather be literally anywhere else.
Wriothesley could swear his brain was threatening to come out his ears with the way the defendant droned on and on. Now he understood why Neuvillette had proposed this idea. He looked up when he heard Neuvillette tap his cane on the floor, “While both parties have made excellent points, I believe it is time to call a brief recess to allow the defendant to gather his thoughts. We shall reconvene in thirty minutes.” He said and stood, allowing the rest of the room to do so before he stepped out.
Wriothesley wanted to see him, wanted to see how he was handling things. He was wearing the plug, but it wasn’t turned on. He wanted to see what happened if he didn’t do what his partner wanted when he claimed there were no consequences for doing so. Was that really the case? He did let himself go back to Neuvillette’s chambers. Neuvillette hadn’t even made it to his desk yet, instead he was standing in the middle of the room rubbing his temples and doing a breathing exercise.
He turned around to see Wriothesley and smiled a little, looking so tired, “Regrettably there is more of this trial to go my love, so it isn’t time for me to sequester you away yet. Unless you want me to hold you in contempt of court?” He teased gently.
“No, I know it’s not.” Wriothesley laughed softly, “You just seemed so tired, I thought you could use a recharge?” He offered and when Neuvillette looked confused, he pulled him into a warm embrace.
Understanding flooded his features and Neuvillette smiled back at Wriothesley, “Mmm, perhaps you’re right. This is the perfect way to help me get through the next hour of deliberation.” He rested his face against Wriothesley’s neck and breathed him in, loving the feeling of his warmth.
“I’m sorry you’re so bored, Sweetness…” Wriothesley says softly, trying to gently start steering the conversation to where he wanted it to go.
“You’re neither the plaintiff, nor the defendant, so this is hardly your fault, beloved. I will manage.” Neuvillette assured. He didn’t move from his spot in his boyfriend's arms, needing this more than he initially let on.
“Yeah… but… I didn’t do what you asked today either… You could have at least been entertained by that…” Wriothesley knew this was a little white lie but it was the best way to test his lover’s reaction. He did get a reaction that was a little surprising though.
Neuvillette extricated himself from Wriothesley’s neck and looked him in the eyes, really looked at him before raising a brow, “Mon Trésor, please do not feel bad for that. I told you if you weren’t ready you didn’t have to do that. It’s perfectly okay. It would have been fun, yes, but your health, well-being, and happiness are all significantly more important to me. We will still have plenty of fun later today, and this weekend. You don’t have to feel bad in the slightest.” He gently cupped Wriothesley’s cheek, “Thank you for even considering it. Please put it from your mind, I don’t wish for you to worry about it for another moment.”
Well shit, here he was passing with flying colors as Wriothesley was guided over to one of the sofas and made to sit with Neuvillette, so Neuvillette could cuddle into his side and rest his face against the bend of Wriothesley’s neck. He pulled himself together and his soft dragon asked, “Have you eaten a proper meal today?”
“Sure I did, I had my tea with two sugars with my--” And Wriothesley realized he did in fact skip breakfast this morning. He’d been too excited to see Neuvillette again and disturbed by the dream he’d had the night before that he just forgot about it. “No… Uh, actually I’ve only had some tea today.”
“Did you have any water?” Neuvillette asked, standing up. He walked to his desk and pulled two containers from it. Somehow Wriothesley wasn’t surprised Neuvillette was this prepared.
“Tea counts as water right?” Wriothesley reasoned.
Neuvillette just sighed and reached down again, coming up with a pair of water bottles as well. “You need to finish one of each of these. Proper nutrition goes a long way.” He handed Wriothesley a box of food, and one of the bottles of water before sitting next to him again and starting on his meal. That was part of why he called this recess, lunch was important for all parties.
Wriothesley laughed softly, “Fine fiiine… I suppose I should eat something.” He set the water aside and opened the container, seeing a very hearty looking salad inside. It had lots of leafy greens, cucumbers, some shredded carrots and beets, some slices of avocado, and a large juicy looking piece of salmon. It had a poppy seed dressing on it, and Wriothesley felt his mouth watering. He was also handed a parfait made with yogurt, pumpkin seeds, some fresh berries, and granola on top with a drizzle of honey. “Neuv… this is too much, are you sure? I’m not eating your whole lunch am I?”
“No, Mon Trésor, I know how you are. I made a whole separate meal just to be sure you ate something.” Neuvillette mused, “it’s important you eat with a scene like I have planned. It’s still going to be on the lighter side, but more than just the spanking I gave you before.”
Wriothesley felt his chest ache ever so slightly, being cared for like this was everything to him. He kissed him tenderly and whispered, “Thank you… How’d I get so lucky?”
“Luck is hardly a factor here.” Neuvillette gave him a little smile, “I care for you, and want this to have the best end result for both of us. Me being prepared with lunch and snacks for later is hardly noteworthy.” Neuvillette answered honestly and began to eat his own portion. He really didn’t think anything of it.
Wriothesley couldn’t help leaning over to give him a kiss on the cheek. He was so happy Neuvillette would do this for him even if the dragon thought it wasn’t anything special, to Wriothesley though it was. He had struggled with food insecurity, and yet here his partner was offering it to him like it was the easiest thing on earth. He adored it more than he had words to say. He happily ate the meal he was provided, he hadn’t realized how hungry he had been. Before he knew it he had eaten everything and was finishing his bottle of water. It was a nice meal, he knew logically he could make something like this but somehow in that moment it was the best thing he’s ever had.
Neuvillette was leaning against him and had finished his meal. He was just enjoying the quiet and the company. Unfortunately lunch was over much too quickly, and Neuvillette had to go back to work. “I’ll see you later my beloved, you don’t have to rush back to court… because I certainly wouldn’t if I didn’t have to. You may wish to do some stretches, taking a short walk can aid in digestion as well.” He let out a little sigh and checked himself over briefly to make sure he was presentable. Gently he kissed Wriothesley before he returned to work. He hadn’t asked about the plug, hadn’t tried to pressure him at all. Instead he had assured him when Wriothesley had been putting himself down, fed him a good, homemade meal, and kissed him. He hadn’t even been the one to bring it up, Wriothesley had. He flopped back on the sofa, the warmth and butterflies both filling his chest.
That settled it, he wanted this too. If his love was going to be so sweet the least he could do was give this a shot. Wriothesley tidied up their meal containers and put things away. He made his way to the door and stopped by the restroom. Carefully, Wriothesley went into one of the stalls and carefully he pressed the little button on the plug he was wearing. It gave a little buzz briefly as it turned on, and that’s all there was to it. Wriothesley fixed his clothes, washed his hands, and made his way back to the courtroom.
He went in quietly, going back to his seat by the door so he could survey the room. He didn’t miss it though as Neuvillette was listening to the trial, giving the plaintiff time to rebuttal the previous claims made by the defendant. He had his fingers laced together with his elbows on the bench he sat at, his eyes wandered to his desk and went wide for the briefest moment. He must have noticed the remote Wriothesley reasoned, good. Neuvillette looked up at him and gently brushed a small section of his bangs back. For the rest of the room it appeared he was trying to get them out of the way to better watch the trial, but Wriothesley knew the truth. He brought his hand up to the silver chain he wore around his neck. He adjusted it a little so the pendant that was usually against his skin was visible. It was their silent little check in and Wriothesley was endlessly thankful for it.
Lavender eyes locked on it for only the briefest moment and the ghost of a smile was on those delicate lips. He made himself scowl a little, as he shifted. He adjusted his legs, crossing them the other way now and he shifted so one of his hands rested on his cane, the other moved across the bench to grab something--the remote most likely--and moments later the soft buzzing began inside him.
Wriothesley’s eyes flicked around the room, making damn sure no one was even so much as looking at him. To be fair, the reason they had even this large of a crowd in such a boring trial was simply because Monsieur Neuvillette was overseeing it despite it being a jury trial. Really, all he had to do was make sure neither party went too far. Not a soul looked at him. Not even one head shifted, no ears perked up. He relaxed a little, letting his eyes close as he let himself focus on the sensation. The moment his eyes closed, the vibrations began to build in intensity. ‘ Oh fuuuck…’ Wriothesley opened his eyes and looked up at his partner. He was so pretty, he looked so regal, fuck Wriothesley wanted to crawl up to his partner and--
Neuvillette tapped his cane against the floor and Wriothesley realized the room had gotten a little louder, it appears there was murmuring in the jury. Something must have happened. He tried to make himself focus again but his brain kept trying to drift off, thankfully he was able to ground himself with Neuvillette’s sweet voice, “Mr. White please, Mr. Rodriguez was speaking. I’ll be sure to inform you when it’s your turn. Please continue Mr. Rodriguez, I believe you were explaining the reason for the fourth piston?”
Honestly Wriothesley didn’t give a shit what they were talking about. He had to shift a little, trying to get comfortable. The second he did so the toy slotted perfectly in place against his prostate. The flared base touched the edge of the metal cage and Wriothesley had to bite into the meat of his hand to keep himself from moaning into the courtroom. He didn’t imagine this feeling this good, he expected to be more anxious. To a point he was anxious, but it only fed into the feeling. He took several slow, deep breaths to ease himself into the sensation and he looked up at his boyfriend again, all the thoughts in his head faded away to just watching him.
Just as soon as he adjusted the vibrations got weaker. He frowned a little, shifting his weight into his seat, trying to get more of that delicious pleasure back. It wasn’t as though he could just beg Neuvillette for more, or could he? He shifted a little more making sure no one else was looking at him. He looked at his partner through long lashes and he unbuttoned one of the buttons on his shirt. Neuvillette raised a brow ever so slightly and after a minute the intensity returned. Wriothesley bit his lip, one of his hands moving to sit on his thigh, his thumb gently stroking himself between the bars of the cage. It wasn’t nearly enough, but it took the edge off. It was languid and slow, careful not to draw attention. Even someone overtly watching him may not be able to put it all together. He wasn't paying attention to the trial anymore. He just watched Neuvillette, could see the hunger in those lavender eyes was enough to make him even more desperate. He placed his hand over his mouth, trying to look pensive instead of so obscenely horny.
“I think Mr. Rodriguez has already explained that Mr. White. If you have anything new to add, now is the time.” Neuvillette mused and looked at Wriothesley again. The vibrations picked up even more making Wriothesley grunt quietly. His muscles tensed briefly, making him give the smallest thrust. He blushed softly, spreading his legs just that little bit more. He bit his hand and he gave another tiny little thrust. His hand was bleeding ever so slightly, but honestly it was even hotter.
He saw Neuvillette reach behind himself and bring all of his hair over his shoulder. What did that mean again? He felt the vibration start to die down and he remembered. His hand went to his neck and he fiddled with his collar, that was the sign right? He was good, he wanted that back. It came back almost immediately and he grunted again very quietly. He felt good, if he had to focus he was sure he could, the intensity was still low and it was partially due to his position.
There were some murmurs, and Wriothesley pulled himself out of the feeling to hear, “Now that both parties are satisfied with their explanations, I’m going to give the jury a moment to deliberate. Sentencing will commence upon their return.” He said, and the vibrator again turned off. Wriothesley had to stifle his groan of frustration and once again the second Neuvillette was out of the courtroom after the jury had left, Wriothesley was back in his quarters.
Neuvillette wasn’t even sitting yet, instead he had his hands up and was braiding his hair. Wriothesley was in just moments behind him. “Neuv, Neuv I--”
There was a knock at the door. Neuvillette turned, he didn’t stop braiding his hair and instead said, “Enter.” He looked at Wriothesley and gave a little nod towards his sofa. Wriothesley went to go sit, and when he did, the vibrations began again ever so softly, not as high as before, but just enough to set him back on edge. Fuck, whoever this was better have a good fucking reason to--
It was a Melusine officer, Veleda, “Monsieur, the Lawyers of both parties wish to meet with you. They would like to make a deal. They’ve requested to meet with you here.”
“They may enter.” He says and leans against his desk while he braids his hair. He looked at Wriothesley and said, “Put your key on my desk please. It looks like we’re going to be getting to our meeting sooner than originally planned.”
Wriothesley managed to reach into his pocket and slide the key across the desk. Neuvillette collected it, verifying the seal was still in place. He finished braiding his hair, pinned it up in a bun, and took his seat properly. “Mmm, Do you need me to--”
“No, stay right where you are.” He mused, “You’re an interested party are you not?” Wriothesley went to speak but there was another knock. He went quiet again as Neuvillette bid them entry.
“Greetings Monsieur--” one of the lawyers noticed Wriothesley was there, and he strengthened his resolve, “Our clients have come to an agreement. Mr. White will be giving fifty percent of all of his future sales to Mr. Rodriguez, as well as forty percent of all previously recorded sales.”
“Who was present during these deliberations?” Neuvillette asked, his eyes narrowed as he turned the vibrator up to where it had been in the courtroom.
“Both of us were your honor, as well as our clients, and Miss Veleda. She signed as a witness on the deal. Both parties are satisfied, we only need your final ruling, your honor.” It was the plaintiff’s lawyer who spoke this time. The defendant’s lawyer went next.
“Mr. White and Mr. Rodriguez will be going into business together. They independently came up with these designs and look forward to working together.”
Neuvillette nodded and said, “I wish to read the agreement.” He was presented with the papers and Neuvillette began to read. “I will look this over and bring it back to the courtroom. If everything is in order we shouldn’t have a problem.” And both lawyers left. The second they did, Neuvillette looked to Wriothesley and said, “Now, come here.” Wriothesley bolted out of his seat and went to Neuvillette. “Kneal.” Wriothesley fell to his knees and rested his cheek on Neuvillette’s thigh. Neuvillette began carding his fingers through his hair, petting him sweetly.
“Sweetness… please…” He murmured, “I’ve been so good, please… I need more or less than this.” He whimpered quietly, this was the perfect spot of agony particularly as he settled over one of Neuvillette’s legs, he accidently gave a little thrust.
“You’ve been a good boy hmm? Is that why you’re rubbing up against my boot?” Neuvillette mused but didn’t stop petting him.
“I’m sorry it was an accident.” Wriothesley murmured.
“And what about your display in the courtroom? You were shameless, anyone could have seen you.” Despite his words, his expression was amused, “I’m going to have to punish you for that later.”
“They didn’t though… they were watching you…” Wriothesley managed, “and you were watching me. The--nnngh, the plug just barely touches the cage and feels good…”
“You’re too cute my sweet pup.” Neuvillette praised. He felt another little thrust against his leg and chuckled, “I suppose you can use my leg should you desire then. We’ll deal with the consequences later.”
Wriothesley blushed, “Neuv… I…” he murmured but did give an experimental little thrust. It wasn’t enough, but it was definitely better. His face went crimson, realizing how pathetic he was. He felt shame bubbling in his belly in the best way. It burned him from the inside and made his cock throb in the cage. Fuck he was whipped, if he was this desperate for his partner already he could only imagine how he was going to feel once the real scene began. No wonder Neuvillette took the edge off for him last night, he would be a dripping mess right now otherwise.
“Good boy, take your fill, I have some reading to finish. If I finish before you do, you’ll just have to wait until I return.” He said as if it was the most natural thing in the world, no judgment, just a certain sweetness.
On one hand Wriothesley thought this was really hot, on the other hand he felt dismissed, ignored… but given this situation this was hot too. He didn’t know if he wanted more attention or less, both were so good. He was trying to figure out what he needed when Neuvillette’s hand left his hair and he wanted to cry, he couldn’t hold back the smallest whimper as he looked up at him. Fortunately, Neuvillette was just removing his glove so those scaled fingers could card through his hair instead. Feeling those claws in his hair filled Wriothesley with warmth, this was just perfect. He nuzzled against him and gave another small little thrust of his hips. It helped, it wasn’t as good as if the cage was gone, but now instead of direct friction he got more little vibrations for every little thrust instead. He shivered and gave another little thrust, and another, and another, he lost himself in the sensation.
Neuvillette looked down at him, admiring his cute little pup. He couldn’t help but praise him, “Such a good boy.” He purred softly, “You’re so good for me. You’re such a sweet pup Rio.” He whispered and shifted his foot ever so slightly so Wriothesley got more pressure from each little thrust.
“Mmmmnngh. Good, mmm please...” He whimpered and looked up at Neuvillette, He pressed his face into his palm and gave it the softest little bite. Neuvillette turned his hand and ran his thumb over Wriothesley’s lip and traced it with his claw. He pressed his thumb into his mouth and Wriothesley moaned around it. He sucked on his thumb gently, rolling his tongue around it. He gently nibbled at the pad of his thumb and flattened his tongue, licking up the underside of it.
Neuvillette gave him an extra moment as he signed the paperwork for the deal. He gently withdrew his thumb and Wriothesley whimpered. He wanted that back damnit. The vibrations stopped and Wriothesley nearly sobbed with frustration. He was being good! Perfect even, so why was Neuvillette stopping?
“Beloved, I finished my reading. I have to go tell them their deal has been approved.” He set the remote on the coffee table, out in the open, “I’ll be back, be good.” he whispered and kissed him gently. He let himself out with the papers.
Wriothesley huffed, watching him go. Begrudgingly he had to admit that made sense. He was so horny and Neuvillette had left the remote so close by… this had to be a test, right? Maybe he was going to use this as a reason to punish him for the impact scene he was expecting. Or maybe this would be a reason to take it away… no, Neuvillette usually told him whenever doing something would get him in trouble.
This had to be an opportunity to be a brat.
Wriothesley picked up the remote and played with it in his hand for a moment. There were three buttons on it, an up arrow, a down arrow, and a button in the middle. He tried the middle button, and it didn’t do anything. He then tried the up arrow, and the vibrations started slowly. He pressed it a couple more times, feeling the intensity get higher. He moaned quietly, rolling his hips slightly and pressed the up arrow a few more times, he was curious how high it went. It felt good, really good now, higher had to feel even better right? He held that little up arrow and turned it all the way up. He moaned louder than he was comfortable doing. He gasped and thrusted into the air, it was too good, too much, his hands were shaking. He tried to turn it down, but he touched the middle button instead and it changed the pattern of the vibration. He thought he had it at first when the vibration stopped, but then a strong pulse surprised him and made him drop the remote. It fell from his hand and went skidding across the room.
The vibration pattern was good, but the moments it stopped kept it from pushing him over the edge. He was in delicious agony. He thrusted into the air and cursed, the remote was too far away so he started taking off his pants. The cool air caught him just right, the precum leaking from his cock telling him just how worked up he was. He moaned, unable to think properly. He felt floaty, he felt so good, he thrusted again into the air looking for any kind of friction.
He whimpered, thrusting again and rocking back onto the plug, crying in frustration when he couldn’t get enough pressure. He heard the door open and his heart stopped, on no, he was going to get caught and--
And it was Neuvillette. Thank fuck it was him. Neuvillette pushed the door closed behind him and Wriothesley heard the lock click into place. Neuvillette raised a brow and mused, “And who said you could turn that on so high?” He mused, “Hand over the remote.”
“Don-- Mmm ah~ Don hah-haa mmmmmmmmmngh~” Wriothesley couldn’t form words. He just thrust into the air again, all he could do was gesture over to where it was on the floor.
Neuvillettle glanced over, and raised a brow, “I see that.” he mused, “Go get it. You picked it up, you hand it to me.”
Wriothesley whimpered and rolled off the couch. It took him a moment to gather himself enough to crawl a little, and slowly, agonizingly slowly he crawled across the floor. He got almost all the way there, almost touched it, but he accidentally knocked it away. He gave a pathetic little sob and tried again, just barely reaching it. He went to turn it down but instead he felt Neuvillette’s hand on his ass as he pushed the plug into just the right spot. Wriothesley sobbed and rolled his hips back. It was almost there, almost enough--and Neuvillette let go making him sob again.
“Give it here.” He ordered, and Wriothesley did as he was told. Neuvillette turned the intensity down and it was a moment of peace. He shuddered, doing his best to regain himself. “Stand up, take off your clothes.” Wriothesley whimpered, doing as he was told. He stood slowly, taking off his tie, and then his vest. He was yanking things off as quickly as he could, and he heard his partner ask, “Color?”
“Green.” He murmured, “So green, so fucking green.” He kicked off his boots and tore off his clothes like they personally offended him. The second the last of his clothes hit the floor he turned to look at his partner. He met his partner’s gaze and saw a smirk on his face.
“My my, you really are green aren’t you love?” Neuvillette mused, “You’re leaking for me.” Wriothesley looked down and saw how right Neuvillette was. His cock was straining in the cage and his precum was dripping out the end. He felt his cheeks heat up, embarrassment creeping in, “You misbehaved today. You were so lewd in the courtroom, and then you went ahead and turned your toy all the way up. You’re such a needy boy. Now you’ve gone and made a mess of the pretty cage I put you in. Tell me, Wriothesley, what do you think I should do to you for your punishment?”
“I can’t help it, fuck the things you do to me.” He murmured. His face was red, his cock was straining, he felt so wrecked, “Please my sovereign, have mercy.” His eyes said the opposite though. He wanted his punishment. He wanted it to hurt.
“Hm, I don’t think I will. I believe you’re familiar with this position, though usually it’s one you put other people in. Put your hands up, and lace your fingers together behind your head.” He purred.
Wriothesley obeyed, though he managed to tease, “What, you gonna send me back to jail?”
“Not until Monday.” Neuvillette mused and collected Wriothesley’s handcuffs from his pants. He found the key as well and set it on the desk with the key for the cage and the remote. He then put the handcuffs on Wriothesley’s wrists, carefully he made sure they weren't too tight, but definitely tight enough. A ball of Hydro manifested in the air and a tentacle shot out. It looped around the center of the cuffs and pulled them up into the air, Wriothesley’s hands going with them until he was just standing on the tips of his toes.
“I’m going to punish you in a different way. But first…” He took off his gloves and collected the key to the cage. With a wave of his hand he removed the seal. He then carefully took off the cage. His cock sprang up the second it was free and gave a little twitch of delight. Neuvillette chuckled quietly and whispered in his ear, “It’s so cute, you’re so happy to see me.” He nipped his ear.
Wriothesley moaned and his hips gave another little thrust. He was in such delicious agony. Even if Neuvillette didn’t strike him today he’d be perfectly happy, he was so turned on he was sure a stiff breeze could make him cum.
“This is the last question I’m going to ask you for a moment,” Neuvillette mused, “Would you prefer more of a stinging, or a thudding sensation?” Wriothesley knew there was a difference but he never thought about it in an erotic way. He liked the idea of being hit, but he didn’t know the specific sensation he wanted. Before he could voice that though, he heard, “Hmm, maybe I’ll try both. See which one you like more.”
He felt something cold rub up against his thigh, and then down against his shoulder. He mused, “Tell me which one you like more.” He mused, and then felt a firm smack against his shoulder. He moaned softly, that one stung a little but it wasn’t unpleasant. He then felt something softer, whatever it was it felt like leather, unlike what he presumed was Neuvillette’s cane. It dragged differently, like it was bottom heavy, maybe? He managed to catch sight of it over his shoulder, it was a flog. It was black with little blue accents. Then there was another firm strike against the other shoulder. He felt it deep more like a punch to his body. It was deeper, sank into the muscle, it made his cock twitch. He didn’t even notice this little moan that was punched from his lungs. That was what he wanted.
“Theeere it is.” Neuvillette purred, “Beautiful, the way you shudder beneath me.” He whispered.
It hurt, but it was delicious, exquisite, fuck who knew he of all people could want to be a poet? It so fucking good. The strikes started out firm, but not rough. He wanted more, he stuck his ass out a little, a whimper falling from his lips. Neuvillette chuckled and stuck him harder, making him gasp. It hurt so good but still he wanted-- needed more. It still felt like little love taps and--
Then there was a particularly hard crack against his ass and he felt mind shut off and he was completely in his body as only warmth settled in his belly. He was floaty and fuzzy and warm, and this was exactly what he wanted. He felt Neuvillette’s hand gently rub over his ass and he whimpered, he wanted more. He wanted to be hit again, he needed it. To keep such delicious pain away from him would be so cruel-- he felt that hand withdraw and he felt another hard smack against his shoulder. The following blows were hard, giving him a deep thudding sensation that helped to ground him in his body, to give him form. It hurt, but it was a good hurt.
“Beloved, you make the prettiest little sounds.” He felt a kiss on his neck right after a hard smack. He felt Neuvillette grab his chin and guide him to look at his beautiful blue dragon. Their lips brushed together in a feather light touch and that long blue tongue swiped along Wriothesley’s bottom lip. He pushed his tongue out, trying to meet Neuvillette’s with his own but he doesn’t manage it. “Color?”
Color? What did Neuvillette want a color for? That was a weird question to Wriothesley’s endorphin flooded brain. He wanted to give him a color though, he wanted to help! He would do anything for him. He focused way too hard on the question and decided, “Blue… s’pretty in blue…” He slurred.
“...Blue?” Neuvillette quickly figured out what was happening and he chuckled, “how fitting.” He felt a hand against his butt and leaned into it. There were a couple more hits, taps would be closer really, they were softer but Wriothesley didn’t mind. He was happily floating under the touch of his partner, and he didn’t even realize when the last strike wasn’t followed up by another. Instead he just gave a wiggle and whimpered as he felt Neuvillette’s hand on his thigh.
“I think you’ve learned your lesson, you’re being such a good boy for me.” He pressed a kiss to his neck. Wriothesley felt his hands move around his body to caress down the fronts of his thighs and his thumbs just barely grazed his balls. Wriothesley’s knees damn near gave out and his whole body tensed. “Beloved, look down, you’re so hard for me.” He whispered and guided his chin down to make Wriothesley do just that. His cock was dripping with precum and it was so angry and red. He realized then Neuvillette wasn’t behind him anymore as he’d moved around to settle in front of Wriothesley on his knees. He was naked from the hips up--when did that happen? That long white hair was still so neatly pinned out of the way, and Neuvillette whispered, “I’m going to give you some relief, that looks painful. Would you like that?”
Wriothesley was painfully close, he nodded watched as Neuvillette leaned in and gently wrapped his lips around Wriothesley’s cock. Slowly, slowly he moved, teasing Wriothesley. He wasn’t going to let him cum without asking for it. Wriothesley whimpered and moaned, trying to thrust his hips into his partner’s mouth in hope of getting off but Neuvillette kept him right in place. Wriothesley groaned in frustration and tried again only for Neuvillette to pull off and give his tip a little lick, “I’ve learned your tells, my love, I can keep you right where I want you.”
“Nooooo I wanna please…” He whimpered, thrusting into the empty air.
“Please what?” Neuvillette asked, he just gave another few soft, slow, licks. He stared into his eyes through his dark lashes and whenever he could feel Wriothesley’s balls start to tighten, then he stopped, just giving him a little kiss instead. He ghosted his lips over him, mimicked like he was going to swallow him again, but stopped without making contact. He pulled back and Wriothesley nearly sobbed.
“Please, please please--” He whimpered and tried to thrust into his mouth again, “Please I want it I want it I--” Wriothesley felt hot tears down his cheeks.
“Want what? Use your words beloved.”
“Your mouth, want your mouth, want you--wanna cum.” He sobbed and thrusted again. He was so desperate, if it weren’t for the hydro holding him up Wriothesley’s legs would have given out.
“Then ask me properly.”
“Nnnngh--My sovereign please let me cum,” Wriothesley sobbed.
“Good boy.” He purred and leaned in, swallowing Wriothesley to the base and Wriothesley came so hard he saw stars. He was immediately exhausted, struggling to find his footing again, as Neuvillette stood up. He kissed him ravenously. Wriothesley realized his cum was still in Neuvillette’s mouth, and this gesture made him swallow it little by little as his mouth was fucked by that long blue tongue. Fuck that was hot.
Scaled fingers moved down to pull the toy out from his partner’s body. He gently freed it from his boyfriend as Wriothesley reluctantly pulled back, chest heaving. He gasped, desperate to breathe when those pretty lips pressed to his neck instead. He couldn’t get enough. He nuzzled against him and whimpered, ”Please…”
“Please what?”
“Fuck me, please fuck me.” He whispered and tried to get closer but his hands were still tied. “Please… Need you. Please please…”
“Perhaps I will, have you learned your lesson?” He whispered, his lips ghosting over Wriothesley’s.
Wriothesley nodded, “Mhm, please.” he whimpered and tried to lean forward, wanting to kiss his partner. “Please… please~”
Neuvillette lifted Wriothesley by his legs, pressing their bodies together. Wriothesley shuddered at the warmth, he loved feeling so close. The Hydro that had been holding up his arms dissipated, allowing them to fall and rest around Neuvillette’s shoulders. It was a relief to hold him properly, all Wriothesley wanted to do was to touch him, to hold and be held by him. He was so deeply in love that he couldn’t think straight. He didn’t notice as Neuvillette turned them around, he only barely registered his feet touching the desk as Neuvillette sat on it. He was guided closer, the warmth of Neuvillette’s chest against his own and the coolness of his hands on Wriothesley’s heated skin had him whimpering again. All he could do was give a vulnerable, breathy little, “Please…”
The soft sound of Neuvillette’s laugh was followed by a sweet, decadent kiss. It demanded nothing and instead offered only love and warmth. “Promise to be good for me?” Neuvillette whispered after their lips parted, gently their noses bumped together.
“Mhm, for now.”
“For now?”
“You like me better when I’m feisty.” Wriothesley whispered and nipped at Neuvillette’s bottom lip.
Another soft chuckle came from his dragon’s lips, “I suppose that’s all I can ask for then.” He whispered and their lips crashed back together. Wriothesley brought his cuffed hands up into Neuvillette’s hair and ran his fingers through those long silky strands as their positions changed. He was laid on his side across the desk, and Neuvillette straddled one of his thighs. The other leg was up over Neuvillette’s shoulder and so slowly, Neuvillette inched inside. Every ridge bullied the ring of muscle that was his entrance as they worked their way inside, each one brushing against his prostate as they passed inside.
Wriothesley’s eyes crossed and rolled back in delight as he pushed deep inside. When he was seated all the way in, Wriothesley felt complete. He laid back and his toes curled as Neuvillette began to pull out of him. He pushed back in even quicker and Wriothesley melted, whimpering. Every nerve was on fire, he felt so fucking good. The ache of his ass and thighs, his chest and back… it was all feeding right into his cock as his head lolled back. His body was singing. He felt the warmth swelling in his belly and the straining of his cock, he tried holding on to the desk but it wasn't enough. He felt like he was missing something, he needed more… something. He couldn't place what it was.
Neuvillette leaned down, that long blue tongue flicked over his nipples and Wriothesley keened. That certainly helped, even more so when Neuvillette’s hand found his throbbing cock. He was almost there, he could feel it in the pit of his stomach, he was so close. So close, so-- he could feel Neuvillette backing off ever so slightly and he sobbed, “Noooooo! Please lemme cum, please may I cum, my sovereign? Please please please-”
“ Good boy. ” Neuvillette purred, “learning to ask for what you want. You may cum, my sweet boy. Cum for me.”
Those efforts returned and Wriothesley exploded, “OH FUCK♡ NEUVILLETTE~♡ CUMMING NNNNNGH AH-AAAAH~♡” he was cumming so hard he nearly blacked out. He felt warmth flooding through him as Neuvillette came inside him and that sensation alone had Wriothesley’s toes curling.
After such an intense scene Wriothesley felt like a mess, his brain was foggy, he was having trouble settling back in his body. He needed help, he could feel something was off, something was wrong and-- And then Neuvillette carefully scooped him into his arms and he himself sat on the desk, just holding his lover close. Wriothesley settled in that embrace like a fish being returned to the water. He melted into that touch and cuddled closer, nuzzling into the crook of Neuvillette’s neck and he breathed so deeply. He was so warm, so content, everything was perfect now. His chest was so warm against Wriothesley’s, and his hands were so cool on the tender parts of his body that Neuvillette had so lovingly punished. He was jelly, as pliable as slime condensate. If this was the level of pleasure and love he could feel with Neuvillette it was everything he could ever want, more than he could ever dream of. He was drunk on it he was sure.
Later he would blame this feeling for why he didn’t notice Neuvillette using hydro to clean him. He started to notice how empty he felt when Neuvillette slid out of him, but some soft reassuring kisses were enough to keep him happy. He thankfully wouldn’t remember the way he whimpered when Neuvillette tried to pull away a little to get them dressed, but Neuvillette would. The sound made him stop and Neuvillette just wrapped his arms around Wriothesley again. He carried him back to the sofa and wrapped his arms around him. Just making sure Wriothesley felt warm, safe, and loved. It was nearly dinner time when Wriothesley settled back into his body. At some point Neuvillette had managed to get them dressed, and Wriothesley was still sitting in his lap, Neuvillette’s fingers in his hair with Wriothesley’s face pressed into the bend of his neck. How long had he been there? He didn’t know, he felt his face heat at the thought. He carefully sat up on Neuvillette’s lap and looked at his partner so fondly.
“There you are, sweet boy.” Neuvillette whispered lovingly, “How do you feel?”
“M good…” He said, throat dry. He didn’t even get a chance to ask for water before Neuvillette was carefully handing him a cup. He accepted it gladly, as thirsty as if he’d been hiking through the deserts of Sumeru. If all water tasted this good, he might just understand his Dragon’s fascination with it. “Thank you.”
“Are you sore?” He asked gently.
“Yeah, but in a good way? At least sitting here I’m happy it feels like this. I might change my mind once I start walking around, but it’s a good ache.” He made himself slowly stand, but his legs felt a little weak. He almost fell back into Neuvillette’s lap but his partner had stood with him and caught him.
“Careful. I must admit I forgot to bring you snacks, so your blood sugar may be a little low. Lets get some take away on the way home.” He said softly.
“Awe, not gonna take me to a fancy dinner after that?” Wriothesley teased. He was able to steady himself, just a momentary head rush.
“If you’d prefer to do so, that is certainly acceptable. I merely thought you would want to cuddle.” He mused.
“I’m pretty sure I can go an hour without touching you.” He mused.
“Well then, lets get something to eat.”