( that's a whole new thing to think about — casualwear befitting an augmented in a brand new world, and not the chief justice of fontaine. but that is probably something best explored with a wriothesley in less sexually-charged encounters. right now, all neuvillette is thinking about is how charmingly sexy the duke looks when his gaze is fixed on him like that. there is a raw, smoky sensuality to wriothesley that he's allowing himself to uncover and enjoy, riling up age-old instincts he had deliberately kept under wraps.
now, there is nothing holding him back from staking his claim on his finest prize. wriothesley, who is so full of surprises that he only belatedly realizes how he has now been pinned to the bed, breath momentarily knocked out of him. he's looking up at him with wonder and ravenous hunger both, roiling hot and heavy in the pit of his stomach.
he melts, sinking into the raw, glorious sensation of wriothesley's hands and mouth on his body, arching up to chase every kiss, to invite him to brand himself upon his skin, his soul, his mind. the dragon can't help a low rumble deep, deep down in his chest, possessiveness awakening and threatening to overwhelm his better senses. )
Yes. Yes. ( he groans, trembling with the heat of his mouth against his cocks, neuvillette grinds up into him only to nudge him away with a low, pleased little groan. he lifts his legs for him, shimmying out of his pants and kicking off his spats with a carelessness that will absolutely mortify him when he regains his senses. once he's fully naked, twin cocks half hard and plump with arousal, he sits up to set himself up on display just for him. he wears those nips and bites proudly, warmed up by wriothesley's tender worship. ) You have all of me, Your Grace. ( a touch of mischief, steeped in heat and longing.
gracefully, his cool hands come to splay over his fur-trimmed chest, cupping the swell of his pecs and gently squeezing, sliding his hands down to the fuzz of his treasure trail. )
You've groomed yourself, I see. ( he just about purrs. his pants are in the way, and neuvillette doesn't hesitate to push them off, off his hips, urging him out of them and letting his cock spring free. look at that, thick and full, engorged and flushed dark with arousal amidst a thick thatch of pubic curls that makes his mouth water.
neuvillette's own hunger intensifies, his hand coming to curl around the base of his shaft, thumbing along the thick veins. how the look in wriothesley's eyes thrills him, makes him more than half-wild as well: ) But I love when you are unbridled, like this. I will have you first.
( whoops, the dragon has him pinned down on the bed now, admiring that new height and thickness, that extra meat and muscle on this man. ) I'm going to take you, while you are still present with me. I want you to remember who is claiming you.
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now, there is nothing holding him back from staking his claim on his finest prize. wriothesley, who is so full of surprises that he only belatedly realizes how he has now been pinned to the bed, breath momentarily knocked out of him. he's looking up at him with wonder and ravenous hunger both, roiling hot and heavy in the pit of his stomach.
he melts, sinking into the raw, glorious sensation of wriothesley's hands and mouth on his body, arching up to chase every kiss, to invite him to brand himself upon his skin, his soul, his mind. the dragon can't help a low rumble deep, deep down in his chest, possessiveness awakening and threatening to overwhelm his better senses. )
Yes. Yes. ( he groans, trembling with the heat of his mouth against his cocks, neuvillette grinds up into him only to nudge him away with a low, pleased little groan. he lifts his legs for him, shimmying out of his pants and kicking off his spats with a carelessness that will absolutely mortify him when he regains his senses. once he's fully naked, twin cocks half hard and plump with arousal, he sits up to set himself up on display just for him. he wears those nips and bites proudly, warmed up by wriothesley's tender worship. ) You have all of me, Your Grace. ( a touch of mischief, steeped in heat and longing.
gracefully, his cool hands come to splay over his fur-trimmed chest, cupping the swell of his pecs and gently squeezing, sliding his hands down to the fuzz of his treasure trail. )
You've groomed yourself, I see. ( he just about purrs. his pants are in the way, and neuvillette doesn't hesitate to push them off, off his hips, urging him out of them and letting his cock spring free. look at that, thick and full, engorged and flushed dark with arousal amidst a thick thatch of pubic curls that makes his mouth water.
neuvillette's own hunger intensifies, his hand coming to curl around the base of his shaft, thumbing along the thick veins. how the look in wriothesley's eyes thrills him, makes him more than half-wild as well: ) But I love when you are unbridled, like this. I will have you first.
( whoops, the dragon has him pinned down on the bed now, admiring that new height and thickness, that extra meat and muscle on this man. ) I'm going to take you, while you are still present with me. I want you to remember who is claiming you.