The Big Nut (Arlecchino X Neuvillette X Wriosthley)

Deez (feat. box u donuts)

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It's the end of the day and Arlecchino's sat just across the desk from Neuvillette in his office, legs crossed formally with her hands sat in her lap. The room silent while Neuvilette skims over the contract offered to him. Though Arlecchino does her best to avoid working for others, she's been selected by Snezchnaya to be the representative for this case.

"Well?" She asks, her tone polite yet stoic. Neuvillette's eyes look up from the stack of stapled papers sprawled open on his desk carelessly. He had eyebags just subtle enough that you'd probably not notice unless you're looking for them, but Arlecchino had more than enough time to study his sharp sultry features while he was leaned over his desk.

Neuvillette sighs, leaning back in his chair. "I'm going to be honest, these terms aren't exactly what we were hoping for." He breifly pauses as though choosing his words carefully. "Something tells me the hydro archon would be.. less than pleased to agree to this."

Arlecchino promptly stands and walks up to the desk, leaning over and placing a hand on the edge of the desk. "I don't blame you. I wasn't supposed to read it but you already know I don't care much about these things. I wouldn't agree either If I were you."
Neuvillette raises a brow, intrigued. "Oh? Is that so?" He asks, more of a statement than a question. "And what, pray tell, would you do in my position, Arlecchino?" Her name rolled off his tongue like a rich honey and Arlecchino felt a slight heat pool between her legs.

She smiles at him, smugly. "I didn't realize you were so invested in my opinion." Neuvillette moves to speak but cuts himself short as Arlecchino starts to yawn. She covers her mouth with one of her hands, curtly before teasing him "My apologies, I didn't realize this would take this long. I didnt mean to keep you from whatever little rest you let yourself have."

Neuvillette cocks an eye at her and closes the contract neatly before scooting his chair back to stand and stretch after his long day. "It's probably for the best that we stop here tonight. We can draft a counter offer tomorrow." He slowly slinks past Arlecchino and over to the liquor cabinet next to the door of his office. "You're still in fontaine for the next few days, right?"

"Couple," She corrects, her eyes not leaving him once as he grabs two elegant glasses and a wine bottle from the wall and comes back to the desk. "I still have all of tonight then tomorrow. I catch the train late tomorrow night."

Neuvillette smiles, "Perfect." He sets the glasses down and starts to crack open the cork. "Care for a drink, love?"
Arlecchino hesitates for a brief moment before nodding, a light scarlet blush flushes her pale cheeks. She'd never admit it aloud but she'd had a thing for Neuvillette for over a year now.  The way he does things so matter-of-factly, so properly, just gets to her. She can't help but notice how fitted his waistcoat is around his chest.

He hands her her glass, their fingers gently grazing one another. 'He's so warm!' She thinks to herself, trying to commit the feeling of his soft flesh to memory. She holds her glass out while he fills, the deep burgundy liquid reaching dangerously close to the top, following suit with his own glass. She finds herself feeling cautious but not wanting to show it. 'If I didn't know better, I'd think he's trying to get me drunk.' She ponders nervously before expressing her gratitude. "Thank you, Neuvillette. This is a perfect way to end the day. " She shifts her weight so that she's sitting on the edge of Neuvillette's broad desk. Neuvillette takes a small sip of the wine when he decides to take off his tie and let loose.

He proceeds to unbutton his collar, following with the next two before letting out another sigh. "It's my pleasure. Today's been rather grueling in terms of paperwork so it's nice to finally relax a little." He pauses shortly, like he's just remembered something, then starts relocating a stack of papers on his desk to reveal a donut box. "Charlotte dropped these off earlier to thank me for that interview last week, feel free to indulge. You've come all this way after all." He offers smiling, sitting in his chair and swiftly opening the box. Arlecchino nods and starts sipping her wine down.