~Pearl to My Oyster~(WRIOLETTE FIC)

Chapter 45

           Wriothesley and Neuvillette both sat together on one of the Iudex's couches. The Duke had his arm around the Chief Justice's waist as Lucille slept in the latter's arms.

Wriothesley's heart raced due to their close proximity, and it didn't get better when the silver haired male suddenly cupped his cheek with a tenderness he hadn't received in his whole life.

"Wriothesley... there's something I'd like to confess."

"Oh? Well, feel free then. I'm always here to lend you a listening ear."

"Ah, but this matter involves you, I fear."

Wriothesley gulped slightly. A topic involving him? Oh crud... he hadn't done anything out of his normal routine, so their was no reason for Neuvillette to get upset at him...

"Please excuse me for a moment. I must put Lucille in her cradle."

As he held the child in his arms, Wriothesley couldn't help but notice how natural he looked like that, as if his delicate yet strong body was made for grasping a babe so gently in his hold, to kiss and coddle a child. As if he were made to be a mother.

With a little dreamy sigh, he leaned back on the couch. Wriothesley thought back to how naturally him and Neuvillette fit together, like two pieces of one of Sigewinne's jigsaw puzzles. The way Neuvillette's slender body fit against his own muscular form...

The Iudex came out from the room, and surprised him by promptly making himself comfy on his lap. The Warden's eyes widened, surprised, but he didn't object as he wrapped his arms around that small waist with a little smile.

"Oho? What're you up to, Monsieur? Rather shameless, wouldn't you agree?"

Before he could even say anything further, Neuvillette cut him off by cupping his cheek, running his thumb along his cheekbones, his other hand tracing the three scars that ran along his neck, his long manicured nails tangible through his navy blue gloves. Then, before he could even process what was happening, Neuvillette leaned in and their lips meet in a sweet kiss.