~Pearl to My Oyster~(WRIOLETTE FIC)

Chapter 30

         Wriothesley's own consciousness seemed to be slipping out of his own grasp, and eventually, he was under the influence of the liquor, mind hazy and thoughts unfocused. His head was spinning around and he couldn't see clear anymore.

Suddenly, his thought process was cut off as he felt a weight settle on his lap, and when he looked up to see the cause, it was none other than Neuvillette. The Iudex was perched on his legs, face flushed and long lashes fluttering as his delicate hands moved up to cup the Duke's own cheek, fingers trailing along the contours of his face.

"How...? How... do you d-do this to me...?"

Wriothesley stammered, his hands moving to wrap around the shorter's waist, his drunken state making him especially bolder.

"You're the light, you're the night, you're the color of my blood..."

Neuvillette whispered, his fingers brushing against his lips, leaning in to touch noses with Wriothesley.

"You're the cure, you're the pain, you're the only thing I seek to touch... I never recognized that it could affect me this much..."

The Duke's breath hitched, his heart rate picking up as he sighed softly, leaning in closer to ghost his lips against Neuvillette's, so close, yet so far away.

"What are you waiting for?"

The Chief Justice asked, before grabbing him by his tie and pressing their lips together in a sweet and drunken kiss, driven by desire and affection.

Wriothesley could feel himself fading in and out, on the brink of paradise. He wanted to touch every inch of Neuvillette, feel the smooth and pale skin under those robes, relish in every moment of shared intimacy.

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Neuvillette's heart was pounding in his chest as he leaned into the other, locking their lips in a sweet and tender kiss. He could feel Wriothesley's teeth nibbling at his lower lip, silently requesting permission. 

And permission he did allow, tilting his head and parting his mouth for the other to gain easier access as their kiss turned heated, more passionate.

Neuvillette shuddered, softly moaning as he parted his lips, straddling him and letting the other's tongue mingle with his own. Surprised, he felt a cold metal stud run along his tissue, the feeling strange yet not unwelcome, as Wriothesley's pierced tongue explored his mouth.

The Chief Justice could feel Wriothesley's hands begin to wander along his body, gently gripping Neuvillette's hips as he pulled him closer onto his lap. He continued to explore his mouth with his tongue, before biting at the Iudex's lower lip and tugging at it gently. He took in a sharp breath, breaking the kiss for a moment but not separating their lips completely as a thin string of saliva connected the two of them.

"Mnh... Sovereigns... that was..."

As he looked up into Wriothesley's eyes, a shared laugh escaped them both, filling the room with a homely and affectionate atmosphere.