The Mark Of A Dragon

Tea Break

Neuvillette smiled, still sipping at his tea, his eyes never leaving Wriothesley. "I'd love for you to stay with me as long as you can, and I know you'll stay with me long after you pass, waiting for me, if you happen to do so before me. I'm.. not looking forward to that day." Neuvillette then cleared his throat, trying to lighten the topic.

Neuvillette had listened to Wriothesley's words about spoiling him, and after finally registering the sweet words, he spoke. "I may be a dragon, but I don't think that's a reason to spoil me. Maybe.. it's just because I'm yours?" He chuckled lightly, almost laughing.

"You are mine," Wriothesley agreed, sounding very satisfied with himself, "And I've always taken care of what's mine exceptionally well. You deserve to be spoiled arguably even more than I do, since you overwork yourself more."

Neuvillette always went flush whenever Wriothesley said anything about him being Wriothesley's, but It was entirely true. After his heat, if Wriothesley wanted to use him the same way, Neuvillette would agree without hesitation. They were eachother's.

"It's quite good. Thank you, Wriothesley. It means a lot for you to do things for me, even if they don't seem very significant." Neuvillette chuckled, thinking.

Wriothesley leaned into Neuvillette, Cradling his teacup to his chest. "I love doing things for you. You deserve to be spoiled a little, too, you know? Even if you are my big, strong dragon." He teased.

Mostly, Wriothesley's way of spoiling Neuvillette consisted of little acts of service, which wasn't all that much to begin with, but it was always met with overabundant appreciation.

It was really rather rewarding in that way, probably because Neuvillette could feel the affection behind his actions.

Neuvillette chuckled. "I'm so happy I'm yours. I never want to be anybody else's at all. Only yours." He kissed Wriothesley's forehead a few times before giving it a gentle lick. "If you spoil me, I'll spoil you in return. Even if you don't feel you deserve it. If I think you deserve it, then you deserve it."

"Oh, I definitely deserve to be spoiled at least a little. I don't have any issue admitting that," Wriothesley said with a little laugh.

He'd worked hard to get where he was in life, after all. He still worked hard to protect others and make their lives easier.

Being recognised for what he did and who he was felt nice. Being loved felt nice. Having Neuvillette murmur dirty things into his ear felt especially nice.

Neuvillette kissed Wriothesley again after hearing him speak. "I'll spoil you because, one, I can, and two, I love you, Wriothesley. My little puppy." He continued to shower his mate in gentle affection.

"You definitely deserve it, too. You deserve everything, my love." Neuvillette ruffled Wriothesley's hair, pulling Wriothesley as close as possible without having him directly on his lap.

"I have the leash because it came with the collar. Though, it wouldn't be bad to use. Would you like that, puppy?" He asked, staring at Wriothesley. Admiring him, and still lost in thought of what Wriothesley would look like as a dragon.

Magnificent and desired by many, probably. Black and grey dragons themselves were relatively uncommon, so sensing that Wriothesley would have those colours almost made him blush.

Of course, Neuvillette would love Wriothesley regardless anyway. Dragon or not. Pure, unconditional love is what Neuvillette felt for Wriothesley.

Wriothesley sipped his tea again, enjoying the feeling of warmth it brought. "Of course I'd like you to use the leash. We can experiment. You're pretty good at coming up with things that I enjoy. So far, you haven't been wrong even once."

Neuvillette sipped his tea as Wriothesley had, thinking. It was almost weird how the two seemed so comfortable around each other, especially without putting clothes on, which Neuvillette still had yet to do after initially taking them off.

As a dragon, it was natural not to wear clothes, so it didn't bother him too much.

He rested his head against Neuvillette's shoulder, closing his eyes for a moment. Despite not wanting to sleep, he still felt a little tired. The tea would soon wake him up a bit.

"Yeah, about the tea. I'll probably keep some as long as I live, though. A reminder of you," The dragon said. "I love you. More than I can express," he added, smiling.

"... I doubt you'd ever need a physical reminder of me, but alright," he said softly, then took another slow breath.

"I love you, too. I still can't believe how lucky I got with you. My life story is what they'll tell children in a hundred years when they want to teach them that anyone can reach for the stars and succeed." He smiled.

"Tell me how it feels," Neuvillette gestured to the collar, then clipped the leash to it. He would have given it a tug, but he was too content with Wriothesley's head on his shoulder to possibly ruin that now.

Wriothesley took one hand off his teacup to grasp the leash instead, running his fingers along the soft leather. There was certainly something about wearing it like this, for Neuvillette to pull on whenever he liked.

Part of Wriothesley's weakness for being manhandled, maybe.

"You're adorable," The dragon said softly, letting go of the leash so it hung from the collar. Using the hand he just freed, he raked his fingers slowly through Wriothesley's hair.

Holding onto Wriothesley, Neuvillette watched the other take a hand off of the cup to stroke the leash.

Seeing him do this, Neuvillette took a hold of the end of the leash with a hand. Fiddling with it, he smirked at Wriothesley. Neuvillette was tempted to give it a firm yank, but again, he didn't want to hurt Wriothesley, perhaps by making him spill the tea or fall over.

Instead, he brought his hand slowly up the length of the leash to cup Wriothesley's hand with his own.