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Wriothesley’s POV
Pristine.
That’s the word that came to mind at the sight of her. Something untouched by mankind, too good to be one of us but gracious enough to bless us with her presence, with her voice.
Her voice was haunting. With each note she sung I was carried away, lost in a sea of emotion. Longing, desire, fear, anger, melancholy, contentment; they all converged like raging tides surrounding me within the walls of the opera house. Beneath these waves it was just her and I.
I saw myself dancing with her. My calloused hands rested firmly against her plush hips while her delicate arms wrapped around my shoulders. Her sultry voice singing a song just for me, her doe eyes staring deep into mine to share a type of intimacy only known to the soul. To be seen, fully, even with the shadow your past has casted over you.
Applause pulled me from the depths of my mind. Only then did I realize that the show had concluded and that I had stood with tear stained cheeks to give her the praise my body believed she deserved.
I took advantage of the darkness and my back being to the crowd, which included Neuvillette, to wipe away my tears. Taking my seat as the applause died down and the lights began to flicker on one by one.
“Her voice was beautiful, wasn’t it?” Neuvillette stared off at the stage where the woman once stood as he spoke. He seemed to be in a trance like I had been previously.
“I don’t come to the over-world often..but I can say I don’t regret coming here tonight.” Neuvillette offered a hum of acknowledgment, preparing to part his lips to say more but before he could we were interrupted.
“I’m honored that you came to watch my performance, Monsieur Neuvillette.” A soft-spoken voice said.
“The honor is all mine!” Something in Neuvillette’s voice feels more friendly than usual. I had known my friend for a long time, he kept a sizable amount of distance between himself and everyone around him, including me. In his mind this was the only way to remain impartial when it came time to effectively do his job. Here and now, things seemed different. There was a slight tremble in his voice, and a nervous but gentle smile. Either her singing had really scrambled his brain or he had developed some attraction to this woman.
“Did you enjoy the show?” She held her hands behind her back, rocking on the balls of her feet awaiting his praise with a bright smile.
“Of course I did. I don’t think anyone could dislike the performance you put on, Ms. (Y/n).” (Y/N)? So that was her name. It was beautiful and rolled off the tongue so nicely. I’ll admit, when Neuvillette insisted on bringing me here I was apathetic to the whole gesture. At the time I would have rather wasted my time doing anything else thus I couldn’t be bothered to remember who was performing. I regret not being more receptive to his invitation but luckily I decided to come anyway.
“You flatter me, Monsieur.” Although they hadn’t said much to each other there was a sort of warmth transpiring between the two that… angered me. I knew it was silly to be jealous but I couldn’t help it. Neuvillette’s gentlemanly behavior complimented her delicate aura so nicely. They reflect each other with a sort of unique glow that no one else could possibly give. He was as pristine as she was while I was the darkness just outside of the light. It had been a long time since I’ve felt shame for my past but my desire for (y/n) wakes all those long buried doubts from their grave.
“Ahem.” Neuvillette looks to me, gathering the composure that he had lost moments prior. Lost composure by his standards anyway.
“Forgive my rudeness. Allow me to introduce you to The Duke of the Fortress of Meropide, Wriothesley.”
“Pleasure to meet you, your Grace.” Although she was already soft-spoken, her voice became far more timid when she spoke to me. Secretly, I often enjoyed the power I felt knowing others were intimidated by me but I hated the way she became more reserved at the sight of me. I desired the same warmth that she gave the Iudex, the same bounce in her step and excited look.
She gave me a polite smile and I gave her a small one in return. I could tell she was sizing me up and I can’t blame her. The contrast between Neuvillette and I was stark, I knew this.
She stuck out her hand for me to shake. I looked down at it and back up into her kind eyes, I brought her hand up to my lips kissing her fingers gently. I hear a small gasp come from her as I trail the kisses up to her wrist.
“Ahem.” Neuvillette cleared his throat sternly as I was about to begin my ascent up her arm, grounding me back in reality.
“I take it you enjoyed the show?”
“It was…beyond words.” I breathe.
She pauses then squints at me with a playful expression, “In a good way or a bad way?”
“A good way, of course.”
“If you’d like, I could give you both a private show? In exchange for walking me home, of course.”
“I don’t-“
“We’d love that very much.” I wasn’t sure what Neuvillette was going to say but I found it best to save him the trouble of wasted breath. Although I was the one to acknowledge her, she wrapped her arm around Neuvillette’s before reaching for me. I knew it was a silly gesture to take note of but I wanted to be her first everything. To be her chosen one would bring me peace.
***
“Make yourselves at home. Can I get you two anything?” She showed us to her living room, gesturing for us to take a seat.
I sheepishly declined while Neuvillette makes a request for water. (Y/n) happily obliged, going into the kitchen to fill a glass for the Iudex.
“You’re not behaving like yourself tonight, old friend.” I whispered to Neuvillette once (y/n) was out of ear shot.
“I could say the same to you.” Before I could respond (y/n) returned, glass in hand.
The sway of her hips matching the soft movement of water in the cup, the ruffles of her white chiffon dress fluttering as she walked. I was hooked on everything she did, it was near impossible to not be captivated by her grace.
She handed the glass to the Iudex with a small smile. Their hands meet, lingering on the glass for a few seconds too long. I almost felt like I was interrupting something intimate.
“Any special requests before I begin?”
“Whatever you’d like to bless us with.” Neuvillette answers and I nod in agreement.
“Okay.” She flashes a bright smile before she begins singing the most haunting melody I’ve ever heard. Maybe it was because I was so close to her or that the space we were in was a bit more confined but somehow it sounded even better than what she had sung earlier at her performance. It still took me back to that place in my mind beneath waves of emotion and layers of the subconscious nonetheless.
In my mind's eye I could see her hazy, angelic glow float towards me, drawing me in with her siren song. Closer, our faces came just centimeters apart. Our warm breath mingles to create an intoxicating aphrodisiac giving way to our flesh finally connecting. Soft, supple, and sweet; unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.
My eyes flutter open to see that what I had imagined had become a reality. She was straddling my lap with her lips pressed gently against mine and her tongue politely asking for entrance. I was eager to grant her passage, eager to taste her. She tasted like the finest sweets and I couldn’t help but to want more.
“I suppose I should excuse myself.” Neuvillette’s voice broke through my clouded mind ever so slightly. (Y/n) pulled away, crawling over to Neuvillette on the opposite end of the couch, straddling his lap.
“Please don’t.” Her lips grazed his and Neuvillette was longing to close the gap, inching forward ever so slowly, yet (Y/n) stayed just out of his reach. Unable to take anymore teasing, he pressed his hand against the small of her back, gently pushing her forward to meet his lips. From where I sat the kiss looked fragile. Their lips had connected but the Iudex seemingly was too timid to bring his lips to move any further. They lingered for a moment before (y/n) took control, kissing him over and over, building up Neuvillette’s hunger until he found the bravery to regain dominion.
He brought his kisses down her neck, groping at whatever he could get his hands on. Growing tired of him having (y/n) all to himself, I moved in close to occupy her mouth once more. Unlike Neuvillette, I didn’t need time to move past my inhibitions. I needed her now, in every way possible. There wasn’t time to think about what this would mean after the deed was done when she was handing me such a tempting offer. An offer that consumed my senses immediately making any thought outside of having her near impossible.
She broke the kiss once again bringing me to the edge of throwing a tantrum but I collected myself as I watched her undress. Slowly she pulled her dress down her breast and stomach, allowing it to fall to the ground with a satisfying, muted thump. She stepped out of the cloth pooled at her ankles, lingering in her black lace bra and matching panties before undoing the hooks behind her back to reveal hardened nipples. It was brief but I saw a string of her sticky wetness as she pulled down her panties.
The tightness in my pants was unbearable. I wanted nothing more than to rut against her like an animal but I also wanted to savor how delicate she looked now in her natural state.
She climbed over my lap so that her face was hovering over Neuvillette’s clothed member and that I got a good view of her soaking wet core. I have found myself jealous tonight more times than I care to count. Neuvillette got to find some relief first as (y/n) unzips his pants and wraps her tongue around the head of his shaft. I can’t complain too much though, I was excited to play with her just using my hands.
Watching her give head was a mesmerizing sight even it I couldn’t see her face. From what I could see, sucking Neuvillette off was no small task. He was long and girthy, (y/n)’s seemed to only make it half way down his member before coming back up. Occasionally she was able to fit a little more but she didn’t push her limits. Despite this, Neuvillette still seemed more than satisfied. A blush spread across his face as he dug his nails into the arm of the couch. His face was twisted in pleasure while he tried muffling his moans and groans.
While I watch him get his pleasure I ran my fingers along (y/n)’s wet mound, spreading her slick all over. Her ass jiggled a bit as she trembled under my touch but I longed to hear her moan. I slowly pushed a finger in and out of her cunt then I added another. I was excited when I finally got the response I wanted. A long muffled moan cut through her slurping.
“Fuck.” Neuvillette groaned in response to the vibrations, bucking his hips lightly. I kept fingering her, landing a few slaps on her ass as I went. The more I did it the more frequent her moans became. She felt so soft and plush, I could spank her forever. She seemed to be struggling to maintain a rhythm with the Chief Justice as her walls began contracting around my fingers. Neuvillette bucked his hips a little harder to counteract this.
I suppose between the fingering and the needy face fucking, (y/n) had been driven to an orgasm. I watched as her posture began to crumble. I continued fingering her through her tremors, even as she clamped around my digits, and tried holding her hips up with my free hand. Amidst this she took her own fingers and began fiercely rubbing her clit, I watched as juices poured from her in the most delicious way, wearing the wet spot she left on my pants as a badge of honor.
She sat up revealing that Neuvillette had followed in her footsteps and relieved his load into her mouth. The only evidence of this being traces of white cream left on her lip and chin that she wiped away and licked from her fingers.
We locked eyes and she gave me an playful laugh.
I delighted in the thought that I would be next.
But I was far beyond just wanting a blow job. It just simply wouldn’t be enough. I needed to feel her walls around me.
Instead of waiting to see what she would do I pulled her in for another intense kiss. Her tongue wrapping around mine in what felt like a perfect dance. I broke the kiss so I could guide her hips so that she was straddling my legs with her back to me. I unbuckle by belt and open my pants to finally release my throbbing member. Pre-cum was oozing out at a steady rate, I knew I couldn’t wait any longer.
I slip the head in, playing with her entrance. She felt so tight around me, I wanted so much more but I knew I needed to at least control myself at this part. If I broke something so delicate, how could I forgive myself?
I continued teasing the entrance until she took it upon herself to slide her hips back. She made it about half way down my shaft before sliding back up and repeating the process all over again. In surprise I moaned at the sudden grip around my rod. Her moans and the squelching of her pussy drove me wild, I found myself at the brink of taking control of her.
Without warning…She stopped.
She placed my hands on her hips and positioned herself so that she was on her toes. For balance, she placed her hands behind her on the side of my hips. It was a bit uncomfortable but not for long, she used this new position to leverage her bouncing on my cock. I was deep within her now, following her perfect rhythm with my own hips. I found myself moaning her name in desperation, fighting hard not to cum yet because I wanted so much more.
“Wriothesley…” The sound of her melodic voice moaning my name caused me to lose what little self control I had left. I wrapped my hand around her throat and pull her to my chest causing her to lose her already weakening balance. I snake my other arm around her waist to hold her down and piston into her. A mangled scream left her mouth as she laid there and took all of me.
Beside me I felt movement from Neuvillette but I couldn’t be bothered to figure out what he could have been doing. That is, until I saw him place himself on his knees between my and (y/n)‘s legs. I was curious but not enough to stop and ask so I just watched but I’m pretty sure I already knew what his plans were.
He watched me drill into (y/n)’s tightness for a while before closing the gap and licking at her clit. I watched as he was in deep focus, as his shoulder moved in steady movements signaling he was jerking off just out of my line of sight. She squirmed from being overstimulated but I tightened my hold on her. Tears streamed down her face while she whined.
“You’re doing so well, baby.” I whispered in her ear.
Occasionally, as Neuvillette licked away at her cunt his tongue would catch some of my own girth. The taboo sensation of his wet tongue and the clenching of her pussy drove me to the edge.
I groan as I experience the hardest orgasm of my life, ignited by (y/n)‘s screams as she covers Neuvillette’s face in her slick. As I came in her it felt like there was no end in sight to the warm batter spilling out of me, painting her velvet walls.
Neuvillette moved his dripping face away from her mound. I wasn’t sure how to tell him he had some of my cum on his face as well but luckily I didn’t have to. He’d already begun reaching for a tissue dabbing at the places he felt wetness.
I felt a little bad for (y/n) as she laid there twitching in my arms. She seemed so tired but her job wasn’t done yet. Neuvillette had been patiently waiting but under his serene mask I know he’s burning too fuck her just like I did. She may have bit off more than she could chew.
I picked up her frail body, her soft voice guiding me to her bedroom with Neuvillette in tow. I laid her down in her bed, crawling on the mattress behind her and positioning her between my legs, leaving soft kisses along the length of her neck. Neuvillette wasted little time positioning himself between (y/n)’s thighs. She arched her back against my chest as Neuvillette slowly pushed his way into her.
I palmed her breasts and pinched her nipples as she rocked in time with Neuvillette’s thrusting. Her moans dripped from her lips, sounding more like drowsy murmurs. I continued showering her with kisses as I watched the Chief Justice rut against her with the neediest look on his face. Gently he placed her legs on his shoulders, kissing her left ankle and halfway up her calf as he burrowed deeper into her. Her drowsy murmurs became needy whining once again, mixing with Neuvillette’s moans to create a strange melody. I nibbled away at her ear as I waited for the best part of the show.
“I’m… gonna…cum” She moaned between pumps causing Neuvillette’s eyes to snap open. At that moment I could see that familiar look in his eyes. It was something beyond hunger, his mind clearly clouded with the need to satiate his appetite. His hips began to move faster as he bent over to get a better angle, turning her moans to hiccups and mangled cries.
And just like that, (y/n)’s back arched in ecstasy while Neuvillette’s movements got sloppy, slowing into lazy thrusts. He sealed their moments of passion with a few kisses on her stomach before resting his head there. (Y/n) laid her hand on his head, weaving her fingers through his perfect white hair to massage his scalp. With her other free hand she traced light shapes into my thigh while I nuzzled myself further into her neck.
We just sat there in silence, reflecting on what we had done.