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—————————————————— 𝐵𝒜𝑅𝐸 𝒴𝒪𝒰𝑅 𝒯𝐸𝐸𝒯𝐻. ——————————————————


“Well then… shall I remain to tend to your rut?” Furina asked while looking up at the Duke. Chin still resting on those pectorals as the well-dressed archon felt those hands grip him tighter.

Feeling that powerful hand grab the back of his waist and pull them closer. Now Furina was flushed against the Duke. “I am not forgetting on purpose—” With that, he would give in. Letting himself rest against Wriothelsy’s larger frame.

Feeling that warm hand cup his chin, they would be forced to look up at the duke's lustful eyes. That blush is growing across their cheeks even more. “H-how was I supposed to know when you rut?” Doing his best not to allow those eyes to wander along that sculpted body.

Furina would enter after hearing the door unlock. “Wriothesley, I wanted to talk Ab—” Stopping only a few steps into the room his face would flush pink. Now seeing a naked, muscled, and oiled-up Duke before him. “I—i uhhh.”

Furina just so happened to be visiting the Duke that day and had approached the bedroom and knocked. “Wriothesley?” They called on the other side of the door. Immediately, they could smell something. . . almost musky.