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Neuvillette Chapter

     You had been in search of new entertainment ways and you found out about the infamous Tartaglia, your old friend, who was scheduled to stand trial in Fontaine, the land of justice, for his crimes committed.. and oh boy there were many. After asking around, you found out that Tartaglia was at the Palais Mermonia, preparing for his trial.
     As you approached the door, you couldn't help but wonder what kind of reaction you would receive from Tartaglia and what kind of justice Fontaine would deal. The last thing you expected to find was Neuvillette changing clothes.
     As the Iudex of Fontaine and the leader of the Phantom Marechaussee, Neuvillette was a powerful figure in the local government, known for his strict adherence to the rules and his aloofness when dealing with emotions. You were aware of these qualities, but none of that prepared you for walking in on Neuvillette changing clothes in his chambers. Neuvillette didn't utter a word, but he didn't let you leave either. Your heart sank, as you were suddenly confronted with the full extent of Neuvillette's power and control.
You stood there, feeling trapped and tense. Neuvillette was the most powerful and respected figure in Fontaine, and you suddenly felt like a little mouse in a lion's presence. As the tension in the air rose, you noticed that Neuvillette didn't even blink. He looked at you with a sharp and calculating gaze, weighing the situation and deciding what to do. Your mind raced, fearing what consequences your accidental intrusion might bring. You had no idea what Neuvillette would do next, and it was all you could do try not to break a sweat because you have quite a thing for getting on the "Most Wanted" list of the nations you travel across in the first few days...
     His face displays no emotions "What are you doing here?" He finally asked, his voice low and cold. You tried to explain, but he didn't even give you a chance. Before you knew it, he had pushed you against the locked door, trapping you in between him and the wood. With you unable to move, Neuvillette moved closer, his face now inches away from yours. Your heart raced as you realized that not explaining what you were doing wasn't an option anymore. He was looking at you with intense eyes. You could feel his breath on your face as he held you against the door, not letting you go. The heat and tension in the air were almost unbearable, as you stared into Neuvillette's eyes. Neuvillette's gaze slowly wandered from your eyes to your body. You felt your face get warm as he stared at the curve of your hips and the soft skin of your neck. Your breathing became heavy and you wanted to run, but you were trapped by Neuvillette's strong arms. His gaze was now filled with desire, as he inched closer and touched your cheek with his slender fingers. Neuvillette's gaze now returned to your eyes, but his hands had already moved to your hips. He grabbed you by the waist and pulled you closer, pressing you against his body. "Is there anything I can help you with?" He whispered, his voice sensual and deep. You didn't know what to say, but your body wanted him to help you in ways you never imagined.
"I'm searching for Tartaglia," you said, your voice trembling with fear and excitement. Neuvillette's eyes darkened with jealousy as he asked, "What is that criminal to you?" You knew Tartaglia and Neuvillette had a history, and the mere mention of his name seemed to spark a fire within Neuvillette. He tightened his grip, pressing you closer as he waited for your answer. You remained silent, not wanting to say anything that would anger Neuvillette. You bite your lower lip and right after you feel his grip tighten, you see his face filling with jealousy and desire. You were now inches apart, your lips nearly touching. A single move would be enough to bridge the gap, to join together in a passionate kiss that would shake the very foundations of the chamber. Your heart was pounding, your breath short and quick, as you fought with yourself to resist Neuvillette's pull. Mustering up all the courage you had left, you finally spoke up "He's an old friend... we used to spar together ... training buddies, he might be a criminal but he is a good man if you ignore what he did in the name of his nation." Neuvillette's eyes narrowed at your explanation, clearly not buying it. He tightened his grip even further and leaned closer as if daring you to say something else. You had said enough, and the consequences were still to come. Looking him straight in the eye, you dared to mock him. "Why would you like to know tho?" You asked, as you slowly brought your arms onto his shoulders. You felt the heat of his body and the tension in the air, as you kept your eyes locked with his. Neuvillette said nothing, but you could feel his anger building. He was trying to hold back, but you could see the fury in his eyes and know that there was a storm coming your way. A hot one. He opened his mouth. You were expecting him to kill you... or something near it but out of nowhere, Neuvillette pulled you into a passionate kiss, his lips meeting yours with explosive force. All the tension and passion that had been building up between you two suddenly broke, as you lost yourself in the heat of the moment. Neuvillette's hands caressed your body, holding you close as his mouth explored yours. You couldn't think, couldn't breathe, as the kiss took over your senses and your heart raced. You couldn't help but surrender to the moment, as your body leaned closer, seeking more of this intense passion. His hands grasped your body, pulling you closer as you kissed with a fire that refused to be extinguished.
Neuvillette was now lost in the heat of the moment, unable to resist the hunger he felt for you. He picked you up, and with a powerful movement, set you down on top of his desk. Papers scattered around as he pressed you down onto the wood and kissed his way down your neck. Your fingers gripped the desk beneath you, as his mouth roamed across your chest, his lips and tongue teasing your sensitive spots. You felt weak in the knees, as pleasure overcame your senses, and your legs wrapped around Neuvillette's body. As he moved lower and lower, his caresses became more passionate, more insistent. You felt your breathing become quicker and more shallow as if your lungs just barely had the capacity to breathe air. As Neuvillette kissed your stomach, then your hips, and eventually your thighs, his lips were filled with desire, his tongue hungry for your body. You squeezed your legs together in anticipation, your body burning with passion, ready to explode. Neuvillette's voice dropped to a low and deep tone as he asked you for permission, his eyes looking deep into yours. "May I? Please?" he asked, his hunger and desire palpable in every word. You were aware that his touch would bring you to heights of pleasure you had never experienced before, but you were still unsure if this was the right thing to do. Your mind and body were in a battle, as your lust for him fought against your reservations. You found yourself unable to resist the hunger in Neuvillette's look and voice. As his desire for you grew, so did your longing for him. Finally, you decided to give him what he wanted, as you permitted him. You felt his body tighten, a surge of passion coursing through his veins, as he gently spread your legs wide open, with you on his desk. With permission granted, nothing was stopping him from giving in to the primal urge that had taken over his body. You slowly felt yourself being pulled deeper and deeper into the passion of the moment. You could hear your gasps and murmurs as Neuvillette teased and caressed you, his warm breath tickling your skin. He was watching your reactions with a smirk on his face, enjoying every moment. You could feel the tension building up inside of you, and as you finally gave in to the passion, there was nothing that could prepare you for the onslaught of pleasure that was about to take over your body.
     His teeth dragged down on your skin, pulling down painfully slow your underwear. You could feel the sensation of his teeth digging in and pulling with each touch, the pain mixed with pleasure sending shivers down your spine. The pressure and anticipation built with every moment, and you couldn't help but feel your entire body tremble in anticipation. His lips slowly kissed their way down your body, his tongue dancing along the fabric and teasing you as he went. As he started to kiss you in the right spot, you felt your entire body respond to his touch. Your back was arched and your hips moved towards him, an involuntary reaction to his intense caresses. His lips touched your most sensitive areas, teasing and pleasuring you. You could feel his tongue moving swiftly, gently exploring every corner. The sensations were becoming too much to handle, your whole body giving in to the pleasure. With each passing moment, you felt yourself succumbing more and more to his touch. You grabbed his hair, pulling him closer to where you wanted him the most. Neuvillette's chuckle echoed in the dim room as he sucked the bundle of nerves from between your legs, nibbling at it."It's okay, you can grab my hair, I don't mind as long as you come all over my tongue again and again." Your eyes were half closed, your teeth dragging over your lower lip trying to stop the noises. Neuvillette was looking at you while he was eating you out, his intense gaze, now even sexier given that his eyeliner was smudged. "Eyes on me, my love, or I'll stop." You gasped, trying to keep your eyes open as Neuvillette smirked. "I love the way you're biting your lip to muffle your moans. But I'd like to hear you. Let me help you." Saying that, he quickens his pace, forcing a groan from you. Soon enough your core tightened, Neuvillette tearing an orgasm from you. Your legs were shaking uncontrollably as Neuvillete cleaned you up, making you dig your nails into his shoulders. "No.. no wait. I just- don't..." he hushed you, his tongue still inside of you as he spoke. "You're so, so sweet. I could spend all day here eating you, my favourite dessert." You could barely form coherent thoughts. The only thing you could think of was him. The Iudex knew this. You looked at him through your eyelashes and heard the sound of a zipper unzipping. His zipper. Your knees were already turned into jelly, Neuvillette praised you and kissed your forehead. "Very good. You did so well, my love. How about we move on to the next step?" he said lifting your legs on his shoulders and positioning himself at your entrance. His tip grinding against your core, teasingly. You nodded and soon, with one smooth movement, he was pushing himself inside of you. The feeling was overwhelming for both of you. Your grip on the desk tightened and Neuvillette cursed under his breath, squeezing your hips, his fingers digging into your soft flesh. "So... so damn tight... fuck me. Oh, Archons Above." Your breath caught in your throat. Who would have thought that the Chief Justice could be so sexy in an informal, almost degrading setting? Was this worthy of such an imposing character like him? You wonder what the people of Fontaine would say if they knew that Neuvillette was about to make you scream, right on top of the desk of his office. Neuvillette whispered in your ear "Be patient. I'm not even halfway inside yet." You gasped "Huh?" as your eyes widened and Neuvillette smiled "I must push it all in one go, okay? Allow me." He said, pressing his palm on your lower stomach. "Here you go." He grunted, and with a loud thrust, he was fully inside, the only thing you could feel was him, filling you up so good it was hard to breathe. His head leaned back in pleasure. "I'm addicted already. I believed working at my desk in the name of Justice was something fulfilling but, fucking you on it is way better."

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