The Mark Of A Dragon

In Your Arms

"You know, as it sinks in that you're mine, I'll just get more and more protective. Just a warning." Neuvillette said, continuing to give Wriothesley affection.

"I hope you don't get so protective that you'll take issue with me fighting in the ring. I'd miss it quite dearly." Though, he didn't think Neuvillette's protective instincts could possibly mind if he entered regulated fights that he was sure to win anyway.

Neuvillette let go of Wriothesley's hand to continue taking his fingers through the other's hair, loving how fluffy it was.

"I'll.. be watching, even though I know you'll win. I won't want to see you hurt. After your fights, though, we can go out for dessert or something." The dragon suggested, rubbing Wriothesley affectionately.

Wriothesley sipped his tea again. "Mmh, I'll let you know next time I get an opportunity to fight, then. You'll enjoy watching anyway. Sometimes I take off my shirt, you know?" He teased.

Fighting often got him worked up, too, enough so that he'd probably be ready to jump Neuvillette if he were close by.

"Yes, please do tell me when you plan on fighting," Neuvillette paused. "Oh? Sometimes you strip? Does that mean you've got a crowd of fangirls I'll have to take care of, hm? You know, if you take off your shirt, that mark is going to be painfully obvious. Though, I've now seen you with much more than just your shirt off.." He spoke, setting down his teacup to trail his fingertips gently over Wriothesley's exposed body.

Picking up his tea again after the tease, Neuvillette sipped it before taking the offer of his mate's bowed head to continue licking the mark.

"You know, seeing you flaunt the mark would definitely make me happy, puppy. That is, if you'd want to." Neuvillette murmured against Wriothesley's skin.

Maybe he was obsessed with licking it, maybe he just liked to, because Wriothesley was his mate and sharing such an intimate action made him happy. Or, maybe it was that he thought Wriothesley tasted good. It was probably a combination of all three.

"Your puppy," Wriothesley repeated, assuring, "And we'll make sure everyone knows that. They can see the mark, and even if it'll break a lot of hearts to know that we're both taken. You yourself have a neat little fan club in the fortress, you know?"

Wriothesley never let their oftentimes dirty letters go through to Neuvillette, seeing as it was both inappropriate and he'd figured that they would make the dragon uncomfortable. Now, he was able to at least silently admit to himself that it was partially borne out of jealousy.

Oh, well. He was an upstanding authority figure in every other aspect, he was allowed to mess with mail at least.

After hearing these words, Neuvillette had to hold back a laugh. "That'd be an interesting sight to see. My own fanclub? I'd like to hear about it, no matter how questionable it may be, though we can save that for some other time. I'm sure you'll have fun after they inevitably find out about our relationship. Maybe I'll start making out with you in front of them just to make them jealous. That'd be one hell of a torture method, don't you think?" The dragon hissed into Wriothesley's ear with a smile.

"... If I tell you about your admirers in the fortress, you might start having trouble showing a firm hand during trials. What if it makes you wonder if the defendant is getting off to it?" Wriothesley snickered at the idea.

"To be honest, they might even enjoy seeing us together. There must be some sort of overlap in people between your fanclub and mine." Wriothesley spoke.

People wanting to get on their knees for an authority figure probably weren't too picky about which one they fantasized about.

Giving the other a Forehead kiss, Neuvillette smiled. "Honestly, I think it'd be pretty funny. Do you see that alot? People masturbating throughout the fortress? Or any two people having sex? If so, I bet it's a little disturbing to come across."

Neuvillette quiet laughter continued, before he planted his face in Wriothesley's neck, kissing it and licking it some more.

"Hey, I mean, if people get off to it, it's not my problem." He spoke teasingly, giving Wriothesley a squeeze.

"Oh, I rarely run into anyone having sex anymore. I know all the spots to avoid. And when I do catch someone, it's because they don't know where to go for privacy. I usually offer them some well-meaning advice, but I'm not sure they ever take it to heart.." Wriothesley spoke.

Wriothesley always did his best not to laugh when it did happen. Being caught by the guards was one thing, but by the Duke himself? He couldn't even imagine the mortification. Maybe that served at least some kind of deterrent. He didn't want to be dealing with wildly spreading diseases, or gods forbid, pregnancies.

"Oh, really? That must be interesting. If that's the case, do you hear them often, even if you don't see it happen? That's pretty kind of you to give them advice as well." Neuvillette gave a chuckle, touching his nose to Wriothesley's again.

"I never want to lose you. I want to hold you in my arms forever." Neuvillette whispered, rubbing Wriothesley's back and head still.

"You have me in your arms for another week, and after that, I'll just have an effective way to lure you down to the fortress more often. We can just start visiting each other and bringing our paperwork along, so you can hold me while we work." It sounded wonderfully domestic.

Wriothesley certainly did not mind.

Looking down at his mate, Neuvillette smiled. He moved the collar a little to look at the mark he gave to Wriothesley, before giving it more licks.

It was definitely going to heal well, and being able to see the blue colouration of it start to appear made the dragon indescribably happy.