The Mark Of A Dragon

Talk of the Hoard

"You're the cute one, being all possessive over me. I already read about dragons hiding away their treasures somewhere that no one else can see them, but I guess you never had a treasure you liked enough that you wanted to keep it safe and guard it, huh?" Not that Wriothesley thought Neuvillette had that particular type of instinct. Maybe other types of dragons did.

It was much easier to imagine Morax sleeping atop a pile of gold. Neuvillette belonged in silk sheets and... Well, atop of Wriothesley, preferably. That would be much more comfortable anyway.

"Not true. You're definitely the cuter one, puppy." Neuvillette chuckled.

"...Well, I do have a hoard of something. That something may or may not be sex toys." His laugh continued. "Well, now I want to guard you with my life, and I never want to let you go. Maybe I'll add you to my hoard, hm? Though.. if I were to do that 'Officially', then you may not ever be allowed to leave my arms." Neuvillette growled out, rubbing Wriothesley's back.

"A hoard of Sex toys?" Wriothesley repeated, "And you say you aren't perfect? You definitely have to show me. With demonstrations." If it was a proper collection, Neuvillette probably owned some.. newer inventions that Wriothesley wouldn't even be familiar with. The thought definitely excited him.

"I may have to see what you do with the leash in the heat of the moment, but I'm liking it so far," he murmured, continuing to play with the leash between his fingers.

"I'll probably tug on it pretty hard, so if it hurts or you're unable to breathe, tell me. Okay, puppy? Also, if anyone else tried to call you puppy, I'll give them a.. lecture, let's say."

This was a very comfortable state to be in. Sure, they were cuddled up naked and soon going to be having more sex, but Wriothesley felt like they were just existing together for a bit.

Neuvillette let out a little laugh. "Demonstrations on myself or with you?" He asked curiously. "If you want me to show you demonstrations with yourself, just know I've used them all before. Some are definitely more pleasant than others to use, but I'll let you take your pick of what you want." The dragon spoke, giving his mate some back rubs.

"Both, obviously." Wriothesley was nothing If not adventurous, and he was certainly curious to find out what else Neuvillette enjoyed. What he used on himself when his heats hit him before now, and what he might have aquired with Wriothesley already in mind, like the collar and leash.

They'd have plenty of time to experiment. Plenty of time for Wriothesley to do things such as get comfortable under Neuvillette's desk and be quiet like a good puppy while he kept his mouth around his dick. That was another tempting image to file away for later use.

Neuvillette chuckled. "Of course. I could give a demonstration with myself before using it on you." He smiled, giving Wriothesley's head more pets and rubs.

"...Maybe we don't make it that official, then, or else how would you hold any more trials, hm? You can't do that with me on your lap. Because I'm sure if I became an item of your hoard, you wouldn't want to let me go." Wriothesley pointed out, grinning.

Right now, it definitely felt tempting to never be apart from Neuvillette again. But they'd figure that out when the week ended.

"Sure I can do it with you on my lap. I'd just have the entire jury giving me weird looks. Though, you have a point. It might not be the best to do that. Then again, I'm not against having you under the desk, if you know what I mean." Neuvillette said with a smirk, giving Wriothesley a passionate kiss. Then, parted them as he felt Wriothesley try to speak.

"You know, I'm Pretty sure you're the only one who'd ever see me as a puppy in the first place," he pointed out, "The most I ever get from anyone else is Guard Dog, which, while crude, isn't inaccurate. I'm only a puppy for you."

It was thrilling, in a way, to have a secret side that was only reserved for his mate. A part of him that only the two of them could share, and no one else.

"Yeah? I see you as a puppy because you're soft, cuddly, obedient... Mine. Plus, you look great with a collar and leash on. Don't you think?" Neuvillette said, grabbing the leash and tightening his grip on it, creating tension and drawing Wriothesley's head closer to his own.

"Guard dog, hm?" He paused, "Damn right. You're my puppy and my puppy only." Neuvillette spoke, enforcing his words with an added growl. He released the leash, watching Wriothesley sip his tea.

"You know I'm only like that for you, right? I don't think your perspective is particularly objective in this case, Chief Justice," Wriothesley teased.

Few people would call him soft if they knew his heart well, but cuddly? Obedient? That was for Neuvillette only.

Neuvillette chuckled for a moment. "I'm glad you're only like this for me. If you weren't, I'd have to have a talk with whoever else you're like this to. You're far too cute for me to not keep you all to myself. Besides, you truly are mine, says so right here."

Neuvillette rasped his tongue over the bite mark he had embedded into Wriothesley's flesh after pulling him closer.

He made a pleased noise at every touch or tug Neuvillette gave the collar, loving the feeling of it around his neck.

The dragon smiled before licking the deep bite wound on the back of Wriothesley's neck again, and would smile at every cute noise Wriothesley squeaked out.

He chuckled softly. "After our marriage is made public, the story will definitely be something to tell. And, I hope you're around to hear that story spread across Teyvat," He breathed.