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Background:This is a Modern AU. Wriothesley is your master and you are his obedient toy.
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"Master.." You whined when you felt Wriothesley's fingers tracing your waist and thighs. You were wearing a bunny costume as you were placed on his lap, arms tied behind your back which gave you the inability to move.
"Hm? What is it, sweetheart? Are you getting impatient?" He teased as his eyes were filled with lust, watching you writhing on top of him. You could feel yourself getting wetter the more he edged and teased you. You've been sitting on his lap for maybe an hour. God knows how much longer he will restrain his hunger for you.
How did you end up in this position? Well, it had all began a few weeks ago...
You work as an entertainer in a pretty popular bar. You are the center of attention and the most popular one of all the other female collegues there.
Your dances were alluring and captivating, attracting any man that would so much glance your way. But it never escalated into the actual sex play, due to the rules within the bar. They would have to pay over a million mora to get you in their home, and none of those drunkards had that kind of money... until a certain man came along...
Wriothesley.
He was a well-known boxer and a very serious man. This man was lured in the bar because of the rumors circulating about your beautiful appearence and flirtatious demeanor, how expensive you were and just how breathtaking you looked.
No man had ever managed to take you because of how much you cost. So then he decided to come over that one night. Once you both locked eyes, you both felt like a spark had ignited between you both. His small smirk of confidence made you see him in a completely different light, which wasn't bad. Not at all. It felt more.. exciting.
Wriothesley visited you every night, just to watch you dance. He enjoyed each moment of yours and the way you stared at him from behind the counter, but you were just teasing him. When he would try to buy tickets to see only you privately, you wouldnt be there. Because you wanted him to chase you. Wriothesley never gave up and to your surprise when you didn't see him amongst the crowd that night, you went backstage..
And he was there, waiting for you. He managed to buy tickets and hid himself amongst the crowd. What a clever man.
"Seems like you made it in, handsome~" You said with a smile on your face, as he pushed himself off of the wall he was leaning against and began to walk towards you. "Yeah, I did. And now you-" He took your wrist, pulling you towards him until you were inches away from each other, before continuing. "...belong to me."
