“Well then… shall I remain to tend to your rut?”
Furina asked while looking up at the Duke. Chin still resting on those pectorals as the well-dressed archon felt those hands grip him tighter.
“Much like how you don’t have a sweet tooth”
He teases before watching the other finally relax against him.
“Now. I fear I don’t have much control of myself left”
The duke says as his strong hands grip Furina’s hips. He growls softly as if laying claim over him.
Feeling that powerful hand grab the back of his waist and pull them closer. Now Furina was flushed against the Duke.
“I am not forgetting on purpose—”
With that, he would give in. Letting himself rest against Wriothelsy’s larger frame.
“Furina. It’s the third week of every month. At this rate I believe you’re forgetting on purpose.”
He hums before pulling the smaller male closer to him.
“Go on, I can tell you’re struggling to keep your eyes up here~”
Feeling that warm hand cup his chin, they would be forced to look up at the duke's lustful eyes. That blush is growing across their cheeks even more.
“H-how was I supposed to know when you rut?”
Doing his best not to allow those eyes to wander along that sculpted body.
“I’ve given you plenty of warnings before, Furina. Attempted to teach you what you /can/ do while I’m like this. You went against rule number one”
He explains calmly as he walks over, then grabbing Furina by the chin
“You came to my den~”
Furina would enter after hearing the door unlock.
“Wriothesley, I wanted to talk Ab—”
Stopping only a few steps into the room his face would flush pink. Now seeing a naked, muscled, and oiled-up Duke before him.
“I—i uhhh.”
Wriothesley’s head looked towards his door upon hearing Furina’s voice. This wasn’t good. He wasn’t in control of himself at the moment.
“Come in~”
He said with a smirk, his tail wagging excitedly. Almost like the idea of Furina seeing him like this was. . . A turn on.
Furina just so happened to be visiting the Duke that day and had approached the bedroom and knocked.
“Wriothesley?”
They called on the other side of the door. Immediately, they could smell something. . . almost musky.
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Congratulations! Your account is so good, and I love reading your posts!
Perhaps you could do an alternate AU. Or perhaps a different form of Xabalanque to throw some random stuff in the ring.
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https://t.co/R01ZoP6OoR Okay, rare mun talk here, but i have an very important things. . .
I JUST HIT 314 FOLLOWERS .ᐟ And now I'm really thinking about doing some event to comemorate it.
But i wanted some suggestions, after all, this is to thank you.
Furina’s eyes rolled back in pleasure as the dragon's cocks ruined both of his holes. Depraved plaps flooded the office as the archon was taken beneath the desk.
𝐒𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐇 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏 𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐏 𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐏 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏 💢
It was a sloppy and wet symphony.
Those gloved hands rested on the man's firm, broad shoulders. Sliding downwards to feel Xbalanque’s pecs, giving them a gentle grope.
“Amazing. You must do strenuous task to keep such a build.”
“ Feels good, doesn't it .ᐣ ”
Xbalanque lays back and relaxes into Furina's touch, letting him grope as he pleases. . . Though he really should take some care not to wander too far.
Furina’s eyes widened in surprise before removing their top hat and sliding across, sliding to close the distance between Xbalanque and running a gloved hand across that ebony skin.
“It is like stone.”