Crimes and Affairs || Wriolette

Chapter 10

Never in his life did Neuvillette feel more shame than in that exact moment. With Wriothesley's touch everywhere, he felt like he could melt at any second. The brunette started kissing him again, not wasting his chance.

Everything was new to Neuvillette, so he couldn't help but squirm around.

Wriothesley's hand gripped the white-haired man by his chin to keep his head in place. He slowly pulled his chin down to open Neuvillette's mouth and have full access to it. He licked Neuvillette's lips and bit them, earning a small moan from him.
Neuvillette never knew he was capable of letting out such lewd sounds.

Wriothesley broke the kiss and went down to suck on his pale and exposed neck. He bit in some specific areas and licked the bruises right after, then made his way up, continuing to kiss the beauty that stood in front of him like a prey.

The man felt a hand crawling up his thigh. He felt dangerously hot, and Wriothesley's hand going up for his crotch didn't make it any better.
Neuvillette was as hard as a stone, but he couldn't help it when someone like Wriothesley was treating his body and lips with such gentleness. They pulled back from the kiss once again to catch their breaths, and Neuvillette took it as a chance to glance at Wriothesley's face. He was panting and struggling to unbelt Neuvillette's pants.

The white-haired man was so happy and relieved he was smart enough to retire from his usual look and outfit. His pants came undone pretty fast and—

'Boss, I forgot to tell you, we received a reclamation from a Fatui recently. It's so crazy how he had the guts.. to...' There was a long pause. 'Oops.'

Right, the club wasn't announced closed yet, so anyone could still come and leave. The man who spoke was one of Wriothesley's colleagues, Neuvillette supposed. Neuvillette could feel his face burning as he slightly pushed the man off of him. The said man held an unreadable expression, but he didn't comment anything.

He sat back down in his chair and crossed his arms. Neuvillette then remembered his pants didn't lay properly on his hips anymore, so he slowly pulled them up and closed them. It was an embarrassing and awkward sight.

'I'll leave... You two continue your discussion. Thanks again, bye.' Neuvillette hurriedly said. Before Wriothesley could stop him, the white-haired man was already long gone.

Neuvillette's pace was fast, and he didn't dare look back. His breath was unsteady, and he could barely process what happened. Why would he ever accept such an inappropriate offer? He walked faster and faster, wishing he could just teleport to his house, or at least do something to arrive faster. Neuvillette's mind was dizzy and full of scenes from before.

He blushed and hurriedly tried to erase those thoughts. He was not thinking straight at all! His only objective was to find Freminet, but he ended up making out with the boss of a gay club! Not to mention, they were also caught in the act. If it wasn't for that, maybe Neuvillette would've had time to complain after Wriothesley was done pleasuring him. At least he could've complained while still in pleasure!

Now, he was only left with this eerie feeling of Wriothesley's lips on his own.

Stuck in his mind, Neuvillette hadn't realized he had arrived in front of his house. Just as he reached his keys in his pocket, something caught his attention. And it caught it well. In front of his neighbor's door, on the doormat, sat a black and golden hat. It was dirty and dusty, but it looked as if it was waiting for Neuvillette to notice it. Neuvillette looked at it and realized it seemed familiar, but he couldn't tell where he knew it from.

He walked up to it and picked it up to inspect it. He turned it upside down, and on the inside, he noticed there was a small drawing of a robotic pinguin. Neuvillette still couldn't tell what seemed so familiar, so he shrugged and knocked on the door.