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the continuous grounding did wonders, neuvillette was growing hard and wet at the same time. internally a little terrified by the intensity of his own desire, now that wriothesley was kissing him.
he nipped at his lower lip in return. ---
𝖂𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘.@cryoslust
fingers curl into the judge's hair, tightening just a bit. his other hand wraps around his waist, resting on his lower back as he continues to grind his hips forward.
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breath hitching again. the slight jerk was enough to arouse him slightly, hips shifting forward. pressing against wriothesley's crotch.
𝖂𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘.@cryoslust
slight tilt of his head as the kiss deepens, tongue finding its way into his mouth. a muffled groan followed by a jerk of his hips.
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his cheeks heated up, arms around wriothesley's shoulders now. lips parting to deepen the kiss.
𝖂𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘.@cryoslust
the duke pulls him in closer so that their bodies are flushed against one another. canines nipping at bottom lip.
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a surprised sound, muffled by the warden's lips. there was no hesitation in returning the kiss.
he had been waiting for this. hoping. craving.
𝖂𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘.@cryoslust
it was wriothesley's turn to blush now. feeling his heart beginning to beat faster as the two of them get closer. closes the distance, he captures neuvillette's lips in a kiss, hand moving to cup the back of his head.
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the silence stretched between them, the tension almost palpable. he observed wriothesley's features. rough, but handsome.
he leaned closer, just slightly. hand cupping his cheek now.
𝖂𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘.@cryoslust
the duke remained still, blue eyes closely watching for the other's reaction to the couch. lips part slightly, glancing down to look at his lips. ears twitching.
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heart thumping, breath hitching. his walking came to a stop as well. eyes widening a fraction when wriothesley's hand touched his hair.
his own free hand reached out, thumb brushing across wriothesley's lower lip.
𝖂𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘.@cryoslust
lips spread widely into a grin at the sight of his smile. “ good .. good. ” stops in his tracks to stand in front of him, bringing his other hand up to push a strand of hair out of his face.
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lips tugged into a small smile, gaze soft. unlike the stern look he wore during business hours.
" i do not want you escaping either ... "
finally, he looked in the duke's direction.
𝖂𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘.@cryoslust
the question sits in his mind for a moment as they walk along the sand. shaking his head. “ no. not at all. ” squeezing his hand.
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his heart did another backflip, gloved digits closing around the warden's hand. holding it.
" do you wish to ? escape, i mean. "
he didn't dare look at wriothesley. too afraid that his face would flush.
𝖂𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘.@cryoslust
“ mmm .. that is true. can't escape you now, can i, monsieur neuvillette? ” a quick glance, hand reaching to take his.
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a nod.
" of course. my job and your job are, in a sense, intertwined. "
𝖂𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘.@cryoslust
a nod, head turning to drop and look at the ground as they head onto the sand. “ i'm sure it is. had a good amount of paperwork down there myself. ”
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his heart might have done a backflip inside his chest.
" i — yes. very busy. but it's nice to have a moment of respite. "
𝖂𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘.@cryoslust
a soft hum, turning his head towards neuvillette. mirroring the smile. “ has it been busy for you? ”
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he looked up for a moment, then back at wriothesley, smiling softly to himself.
" yes ... they are ... "
𝖂𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘.@cryoslust
teeth sink into lower lip, a glance up at the sky as they walk along. “ the stars look beautiful tonight. ”
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