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Wriothesley Chapter

     I entered Wriothesley's office and spotted him sitting at his desk, a sly smile on his lips. He gestured for me to come closer, and I eagerly obliged, my heart pounding at the thought of being alone with him. As I walked over to his side, I noticed that he had dismissed all of the other staff and had locked the door to the office. An electric pulse ran through my body as I realized his intentions.
    As I reached his desk, Wriothesley raised an eyebrow and gestured for me to sit.
"We have a few things to discuss, and I didn't want any distractions. The Fortress of Meropide has experienced its fair share of trouble recently, and we need to make sure it doesn't happen again. Wriothesley took a moment to compose himself, leaning forward and resting his elbows on the desk. "You're familiar with the recent spate of inmate riots, I assume," he began. "You might recall that I spent several years behind the fortress walls before the current administrator agreed to let me run things. I know these people, and I know how easily they can be manipulated." He paused, his eyes meeting mine with an intensity that made my breath catch in my throat. "I want you to help me investigate the prisoners' motives. I need to know if there's a greater plan behind their actions, or if they're acting on their own accord," he smirked. It's difficult to say for certain whether Wriothesley truly needs assistance or is merely looking for excuses to see me. While it is a possibility that he may be using the excuse of work to spend more time with me, it is also possible that he genuinely values my input and expertise and wants my help in addressing the issues plaguing the Fortress of Meropide...(Denial is a river in Egypt).
     A flush of excitement rose to my cheeks as I spoke "Sure, I will do my best, Sir. You can count on me I will get to the bottom of this situation.", handing him the files he had asked for a few days ago. As our hands brushed while exchanging the papers, I felt a stirring in my stomach. "Thank you," Wriothesley said, his eyes tracing over the documents. He noticed me staring at his veiny hands and gave me a crooked smile. "Are you sure you're concentrating on your work?" he asked. I felt a flash of embarrassment at being caught staring at his hands. "Of course," I muttered, tearing my gaze away from his strong, calloused fingers. "I'm just trying to make sure the information is accurate and up-to-date." Wriothesley glanced at the files in his hand and nodded, but I could tell his attention was still on me. "I know it may be hard to stay focused when I'm around," he said, his voice turning sensual. "But I expect you to do your job to the best of your ability."
     I click my tongue and scoff as I let out a "Cocky bastard." under my breath. I knew my words would have consequences. That's what I actually wished for, just because he knows what he's doing to me yet loves to play dumb. "What was that?" Wriothesley raised an eyebrow, his gaze lingering on me with an intensity that made my heart pound, his voice sending shivers down my spine. I smirked, leaning over on his desk, staring into his eyes as I innocently replied "Nothing." His eyes narrow as he chuckles "Oh really, Y/N?"
    Before I could reply, Wriothesley made his way around the desk, leaned forward, and cupped my face with his hand as it slowly drifted downward, grabbing my neck. His eyes lingered on my lips for a moment before he pulled me closer and planted a fierce, passionate kiss on my mouth, his lips moving against mine in a frantic rhythm as his free hand grasped my waist. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this moment," he whispered, as he drew me closer, our bodies pressed together. As his lips left mine, he looked deep into my eyes and muttered, "It's about time I claimed what's mine." As his words sank in, a wave of excitement washed over me. For months now, I had been sneaking glances at Wriothesley whenever possible. We've been so busy we barely saw each other... At that moment, it felt like my wildest fantasies were coming true. I felt a sharp jolt of pleasure as Wriothesley pulled me against him, his strong hands wrapping around my back and his lips once more finding mine. As we kissed, I felt a surge of passion coursing through my body. Every nerve ending in my body was alive with sensation, and I could feel myself being swept up in the moment. Wriothesley's kisses were hungry, and with each kiss, I felt myself falling deeper into his embrace, his touch sending chills down my spine. Our kiss only grew fiercer, the fire between us growing with each passing second. Before long, we were both breathless, our bodies pressed together, hearts racing. As we drew apart, I could feel the heat radiating from Wriothesley's body, his breathing rapid and labored, as sweat beaded on his forehead. It seemed like he wanted nothing more than to keep holding me and kissing me, but he eventually managed to find his words. "I missed you all day," he said with a grin, his hands still clinging to my body. "There have been so many times I wanted to just pull you into my office and have my way with you but I couldn't." As his words sank in, my face flushed with heat, and I could feel something inside of me stir.
     My breath nearly caught in my throat as I heard someone knock softly at the door. I quickly looked at Wriothesley, my heart pounding in my chest. He smirked at me, his gaze wandering over my body like he had never seen it before. "Hide under the desk, quickly. I have to take care of this," he said in a hushed voice. Without waiting for my response, he moved around the desk and sat down. He turned his attention towards the door just as it began to swing open. In the blink of an eye, I had slipped under Wriothesley's desk, my heart racing as I tried not to make a sound. Through a crack in the desk, I could see a pair of feet enter the room, making their way towards Wriothesley's desk. "What are you so busy with, Wriothesley?" a deep voice inquired. "You seem rather preoccupied. Is everything alright?" Wriothesley glanced back at the desk, his eyes meeting mine for a brief second before he composed himself. "Everything's fine," he replied to the person who had just entered the room. "I was just going over some paperwork. You know how it is." He sighed softly and shifted in his seat. "Is there anything I can help you with?" he asked, turning his attention to the mysterious man across the room. This is my time to shine.
     As Wriothesley felt the clasp of his belt unclasp beneath the desk, his eyes went wide in surprise. He managed to compose himself and maintain the conversation with the other person in the room, but his eyes continually drifted towards me. I heard him catch his breath as he felt his belt suddenly go slack, and I did my best to hide my nervousness while I struggled with the last few threads of the buckle. I knew that there was no turning back now, and my heart was racing in my chest as my fingers managed to finally free the belt. With the belt undone, I began unzipping Wriothesley's trousers, trying to keep the noise to a minimum. His breath hitched as he watched me, his eyes wandering down to my hands as my movements under the desk became more urgent. I was starting to feel the heat rising in my cheeks, my fingers trembling as I worked at unzipping his trousers, and my heart racing in my chest as I saw Wriothesley's gaze fixed firmly on me. I felt like I was having my own private performance under the desk, the thought both thrilling and terrifying at the same time. As Wriothesley remained focused on the other man across the table, I took my time to explore. I leaned down to lick it up, relishing the sweet taste of his tip. From under the desk, I could hear his breathing growing more rapid as he struggled to keep his calm, his eyes occasionally flicking towards me, searching for my gaze. I reached a little lower, running my tongue over his shaft, and I could feel a slight tremble in his voice when he spoke. "Mmm," he murmured, his voice low and husky as the other man's attention was focused elsewhere. I kept my attention focused on his pleasure, licking and nibbling as I worked my way to the bottom of his length. Wriothesley's breathing grew heavier as I reached higher, his legs quivering slightly under his pants. I could feel his body shaking as he struggled to maintain his calm, the other man completely oblivious to what was going on under the table, and our own private world of sensual enjoyment. I watched as Wriothesley struggled to control himself, his eyes darting from the other man to me, his breath coming in quick gasps as my tongue moved around. It was a heady mixture of excitement and fear, hiding so closely by his side, watching as he fought to keep calm. I felt another wave of heat sweep over me as I took my time, delighting in making him lose control, my tongue gently licking him until his breath became ragged, and I could feel his legs trembling. I pulled myself back just out of reach after a few moments, leaving him wanting more, and he groaned deeply as he reached down, his hand shaking as he tried to find hold of me. His other hand gripped tight at his desk as he tried to keep from losing his composure. "Damn it," he muttered to himself, shaking his head. It was a delicious moment, watching him squirm beneath my touch, feeling his need as he fought to hold onto his control until the other man finished talking. "Please, keep going," he whispered urgently, his eyes flicking from the other man to me. "Just a little further..." I leaned down again, my tongue sliding over his flesh as I drew it lower and lower. He let out a low growl as his hips bucked towards me, his body shaking with desire as he struggled to stay in control. "Keep quiet..." I whispered, the thrill of having him at my mercy making me tremble with excitement as I pulled away once more. He grabbed a handful of my hair, as he pulled my head closer to him just to thrust into my mouth, picking up the pace. He was close. He let out a grunt of frustration, trying to fight against his desire as he focused on the other man. His eyes were locked onto the other man, but he kept glancing at me again and again, his body completely giving in to me as his release came quickly.
     The man across the table saw the look of contentment on Wriothesley's face, and he raised an eyebrow. "Are you alright, sir?" he asked, his voice tinged with concern. Wriothesley stayed quiet for a few seconds as he composed himself, his body trembling with excitement despite his best efforts to recover. "I'm fine," he mumbled out, his voice sounding just a little hoarse.
     The other man shrugged and continued on with his report, but Wriothesley's mind was still on the woman hidden under his desk, his mind filled with lust and pleasure.
     Wriothesley's body felt like it was burning with desire as he leaned back in his chair, savoring the feeling of my lips wrapped around him. I slowly pulled my mouth away from him, licking my lips as I watched him catch his breath. He leaned back in his chair, trying to conceal his excitement, but I could see a faint glow of pleasure on his face as he tried to compose himself.
    "W-well," he murmured, his voice sounding a little shaky. "Thank you for your hard work. I-I have some... important work I need to take care of. Would you mind stepping outside for a moment so I can focus?" The man gave a small nod and moved over to the door, leaving the office. Wriothesley let out a low groan of pleasure wiping the corner of my lips that were still burning with the taste of him on my tongue.
     His head rolled back and he whispered, still shaken from what had happened before. "Oh Archons Above, I will get my revenge for this." he said. Get on the desk. Now." My eyes widened in surprise as his tone suddenly changed, and my heart nearly stopped as I felt his hands grip my wrists and pull me up towards his desk. I stumbled forward, and he laid me down on the desk with one hand while the other unbuttoned his shirt. As his lips pressed against mine, his mind was filled with visions of revenge, Wriothesley's hands roaming freely over my body as he took control of the situation. His kiss was filled with passion and desire, and I let out a low moan of pleasure as he began teasing me, taunting me.
     "I'm going to have a lot of fun with you," he murmured in my ear, his breath hot against my skin. His tongue explored my jawline, his lips slowly moving along my neck. "You're going to remember this for the rest of your life." I could feel his hands on my legs, his grip tightening as he pulled my skirt up. His mouth left me for just a moment but soon returned with a vengeance, his lips moving down towards my thighs, his fingers teasing me through my underwear. I moaned with pleasure, the sensation of his touch driving me crazy.