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They were barely through Neuvillette’s front door before he lifted Wriothesley and slammed him against the wall. The Duke moaned into his mouth as he wrapped his legs around the older man’s waist. They had all but run out of the Palais Mermonia as they made their way to the Chief Justice’s house. To Wriothesley, it had felt like the longest walk of his life, and it wasn’t even that far.
It was all worth it, though. He found himself being pulled up the stairs and towards the bedroom, their hands never leaving each other. Wriothesley felt like he was burning up, each grace of the Iudex’s gloved hands leaving him breathless. Before he knew it, the back of his knees hit the bed as he was pushed onto it. A gasp escaped him as he looked up at Neuvillette. In the dim lighting of the bedroom, his eyes and rhinophores glowed, making him look otherworldly.
“I suggest you undress yourself, dear,” the Iudex’s low timbre rattled Wriothesley’s rib cage.
The Duke watched as the other man began to take off his clothes. Layers of fabric gave way to pale skin and light scales in some areas. Wriothesley was finishing removing his boots when a wicked thought crossed his mind. While he could most likely take off the corset on his own, what was the fun in that?
Just as Neuvillette was about to remove his trousers, the ravenet rolled over into his hands and knees. His backside swayed in temptation.
“It appears I’ll need some help getting undressed, Monsieur,” he purred, looking over his shoulder.
Lilac eyes trailed over his body, making Wriothesley shiver in anticipation. His pants had become uncomfortably tight long ago, but he was nothing if not a tease. He had always wondered what the Iudex would be like in bed. The Duke was well aware of his own preferences. Typically, finding people who weren’t afraid to be rough with him, to use him until he was crying and begging. And so far, Neuvillette had yet to disappoint.
The older man draped himself over Wriothesley’s back, kissing and nipping at his neck. Pale hands trailed up the Duke’s chest, stopping to tweak his nipples through the white shirt. He gasped at the sensation, arching back and grinding his ass against the erection pressed against him. From what he could feel, the Iudex was very well endowed.
“Fuck, fuck, Neuvillette, please,” he begged, gasping.
“Please what?” the older man teased as he reached down to palm Wriothesley through his jeans.
“Hah, I need you,” the Duke moaned.
He twisted his hands in the sheets, arching into the hand against him. Neuvillette’s other hand moved to carefully begin undoing the bindings on the corset. It didn’t take long before it was loose enough for Wriothesley to squeeze out of it. As soon as it was off, he twisted himself to lay on his back, pulling the Iudex on top of him and trapping him with his legs. He let out a moan as they ground against one another.
A hand came up to caress the choker he still wore around his neck. Neuvillette looped his finger into the metal hoop at the front and pulled. Wriothesley felt his eyes roll back as a loud whine left his throat.
“Quite an interesting choice of accessory, your Grace,” the Iudex rumbled. “Tell me, do you like the feeling of something around your neck?”
If Wriothesley could get any harder, he definitely would have. He whimpered softly as he tangled his hands in the older man’s hair and pulled him closer. Neuvillette leaned down and bit harshly at the side of his neck.
“Answer me, Wriothesley.”
The Duke squirmed. “Yes, yes- Neuvillette,” he whimpered.
Deft hands popped open the back of the necklace and tossed it to some corner of the room. Wriothesley’s neck was cold, but the feeling was short-lived as the Iudex replaced the choker with his teeth. He nipped and licked at Wriothesley’s neck, his hands trailing over the Duke’s body.
Wriothesley felt like a live wire, all his nerve endings lit ablaze by the touch of the man above him. He frantically began to pull at his shirt before throwing it off to the side. Neuvillette moved his attention down to the now bare chest before him. He kissed and licked across the expanse of Wriothesley’s abs before locking his teeth around one nipple and sucking.
The ravenet arched into the feeling, both hands coming up to tangle in Neuvillette’s usually perfect hair. He brought up a hand to cover his mouth, but the movement was in vain as the judge’s free hand began to undo the fastenings of Wriothesley’s pants.
Oh fuck.
They had just started, and the warden felt like he was about to burst. His body was hot, his mouth open and panting, and Neuvillette hadn’t even gotten his pants off. He whined as the Iudex changed his focus to the other side of his chest. A hand slipped into his pants and lightly stroked his aching cock.
“Shit, Neuvillette, please, I—fuck, I need you.”
The older man glanced up, pupils wide and eyes glowing. He roughly bit at Wriothesley’s chest, leaving a mark, before leaning up.
“But I’m right here, darling,” Neuvillette crooned, “if you need something else, you’ll have to say it.”
Oh, archons, this man would be the death of him. Wriothesley turned his head to the side, burning his face in the sheets as he whined. He jerked his hips into the Iudex’s waiting hand, searching for some form of release.
“Damn it, Neuvillette, I need—I need you to fuck me,” Wriothesley pulled him closer so their lips were barely touching, “I need you to fuck me so hard I forget my own name. I wanna feel it for the next week. Every time I sit down, I want to be reminded of your hands all over me, your cock inside me. Please, Monsieur.”
A growl rumbled from the Iudex’s chest as he grabbed Wriothesley’s pants and underwear and tore them off. Barely giving the Duke time to recover before his legs were being pushed up and a finger was breaching him.
“Oh fuck,” he whimpered as he threw his head back.
Wriothesley’s hands fisted in the sheets as the man above him gently began opening him up. He didn’t recall the Iudex having any lube on him, which could only mean— oh, he was using his hydro. The clear abuse of power made the Duke hot as he squirmed on the finger in him.
“More, more, I can take it,” he pleaded.
“You’ll take what I give you, dear.” Despite Neuvillette’s threats, he did slide another finger in, beginning to scissor Wriothesley open.
The idea of being forced to take whatever the Iudex was willing to give was making Wriothesley delirious. He could imagine it, being restrained as Neuvillette fingered him for hours, his endless patience on display as he made the Duke beg for it. Yeah, he’d be okay with that. He’d actually be more than okay.
Neuvillette leaned down, licking the shell of his ear and pulling his piercing between sharp fangs.
“There is something I have neglected to tell you, Wriothesley,” he muttered as he slipped a third finger inside him.
The Iudex curled them just so, and Wriothesley felt like he’d been struck by lightning. His back arched as he let out a loud moan, the long fingers inside him continuing to nail his prostate with each thrust.
“You should know I have different anatomy than most humans,” Neuvillette continued. “If you wish to stop now, I will not be opposed.”
Stop? Now? Like hell.
“Fuck, Neuvillette, if you don’t tell me what it is right now- AH!” He was cut off by long fingers continuously grinding against his prostate.
He fucked back against them as he brought his hands up to wrap around the Iudex’s neck. With a light tug, the older man fell closer against Wriothesley’s chest.
“It might be easier if I show you. I have a feeling you won’t be disappointed,” Neuvillette suggested.
The judge pushed up again, pulling his fingers from the younger man’s hole. Wriothesley huffed, crossing his arms over his chest in disappointment despite the drool running down his face. He was about to complain when he noticed Neuvillette’s hands catch on his own trousers. Icy eyes locked on the movement as the dark cloth was pulled away to reveal what the Iudex was talking about.
Wriothesley had been right; the older man was well endowed. Not only that, but both dicks were large and ribbed along the length of each shaft. They were a soft blue shade, matching the rhinophores atop the Iudex’s head. The Duke felt his breath catch, eyes going wide. Neuvillette was right; he was not disappointed in the slightest. If anything, he felt even hotter than before.
“I understand that it can be a little off-” the Iudex was cut off by hands pulling him onto the bed and onto his back.
He let out a soft moan as Wriothesley moved to straddle his waist. The Duke settled and ground back against the two cocks beneath him.
“Holy fuck, this is more than okay, Neuvillette,” the ravenet moaned.
Wriothesley rested one hand on the older man’s shoulder and brought the other one to position one of the cockheads at his entrance. Neuvillette’s hands came up to rest on either side of his waist. A low growl left his throat as the head caught on the rim of the Duke’s hole.
“Wriothesley,” Neuvillette groaned, tilting his head back to look at the man above him.
Moonlight from the window bathed tanned skin in a light glow. Ice blue eyes all but consumed by black as he looked down at the Iudex. His skin was flushed a pretty pink with bite marks and rapidly forming hickeys across his chest and neck.
Wriothesley leaned down, arching over the judge like a cat. He kissed the side of Neuvillette’s neck before sucking his own mark on unblemished skin.
Pulling back slightly, he whispered, “Fuck me, Neuvillette, with both of your cocks. I wanna feel them.”
The Duke pulled back as Neuvillette let out a feral growl. He chuckled lightly before correctly positioning himself over the Iudex and sinking down. Wriothesley shivered as the head popped inside him. He was vaguely aware that three fingers probably weren’t enough, but he couldn’t care less about it right now. It burned so painfully good as he began to sink down. Moaning as each rib rubbed against his rim so deliciously.
He dropped his head as he panted, slowly working himself down. Neuvillette was big. Definitely the largest Wriothesley had ever taken, and he didn’t just have one cock. Because, of course, the Iudex had to outperform everyone he’s ever slept with without knowing.
“Fuck, you’re big,” he panted, thighs trembling from the strain.
“Apologizes, my beloved,” the judge whispered.
Wriothesley shook his head, “Please don’t apologize for having a big dick.”
Neuvillette leaned up, peppering the Duke’s chest and neck in kisses and nips. He trailed his tongue up Wriothesley’s neck before biting down and sucking a mark in a place his wraps wouldn’t cover.
The Duke felt full, and he wasn’t even all the way down yet. His thighs suddenly gave out beneath him as he fell the rest of the way. He practically screamed, his head thrown back as he clung to the Iudex under him. Wriothesley could feel Neuvillette bullying his way inside, filling him to the brim and then some. Even without moving, the cock in him rubbed against his prostate, causing little sparks of pleasure to ripple through his body. It was too much but not enough. Not when he could feel the press of the Iudex’s unoccupied cock against his ass.
He slowly began to move his hips in a circle, eyes closed. A surprised gasp left his lip as he felt another wet finger prod at his entrance. Neuvillette looked up at him, silver eyes glowing.
“Is this all right?” he whispered against Wriothesley’s skin.
“Yeah, yeah,” the Duke nodded his head, “I said I wanted both.”
The Iudex growled against him, leaving another bite before pushing the finger in alongside his dick. Wriothesley groaned, his nails leaving crescents on the older man’s shoulder as he ground back against the feeling of fullness. It was almost too much, but he wasn’t a quitter. More than anything, we wanted to feel both the Iudex’s cocks inside of him, carving a place within him forever. He was drooling at the thought. Being open all the time so, Neuvillette could thrust into him whenever he felt like it. He would fuck Wriothesley until he was satisfied and leave him open, full of his seed, until the next time.
Wriothesley moaned loudly at the thought just as another finger pushed inside, helping to stretch him open. He was trembling on top of the Iudex, and they had barely even moved.
“Perhaps this would be easier in a different position?” Neuvillette suggested as he stretched him further.
The Duke nodded numbly. “Yeah, that’s probably a good idea,” he slurred.
He slowly began to pull off, moaning as each rib rubbed against his prostate. Wriothesley was out of breath by the time he was pushed onto his hands and knees. He rested his head against his arms. The feeling of two heads pressing against him caused him to whine into the sheets.
“Are you ready, beloved?” Neuvillette asked, one hand gripping the Duke’s waist.
“Yeah,” the younger man nodded.
He fisted a hand in the sheets and gasped as the Iudex began the agonizing process of slipping inside. It hurt, but it wasn’t unbearable, the stretch aided by the hydro coating both cocks. Wriothesley let out a loud whine as the two large erections bullied their way inside. The rub of every rib against his prostate had him writhing on the bed. He reached a hand down to tug at his own forgotten length, moaning as he jerked himself. Heat pooled in his gut as he got closer and closer to his own release.
Neuvillette growled above him, leaning down to sink his teeth in the meat of Wriothesley’s shoulder as he fully sheathed himself. He wrapped his arm around the warden and swatted his hand away.
“You’ll come on my cocks or not at all,” the Iudex hissed into his ear.
Fuck that was hot. The warden groaned, nodding as he brought his hand back up to tear at the sheets.
“Okay, okay, please, I’m ready,” Wriothesley begged.
Neuvillette didn’t hesitate to rear back and start a brutal pace. Each thrust rocked the bed, the Duke’s eyes rolling back. He wailed at the feeling of the Iudex filling him up with each movement, his claws digging into his hips. Wriothesley grasped at sheets, trying to escape the onslaught of sensation. Pleasure ripped through his veins, leaving him sensitive and alight. Every drag of Neuvillette’s cocks had him moaning and drooling as tears began to gather in his eyes.
Heat pooled in his gut, pulling Wriothesley closer and closer to the edge. He was so close, but he couldn’t come; he needed more. The Duke couldn’t speak; the only thing leaving his mouth was a mix of Neuvillette’s name and the word, please.
Suddenly, the Iudex pulled out and flipped him over. Wriothesley wrapped his legs around Neuvillette as he began his ruthless pace once more. The judge let out a growl above him before wrapping a hand around the Duke’s neck and squeezing.
There it is.
Wriothesley let out a choked moan as he came, eyes rolling back. He reached up and pulled the other man down into an opened mouth kiss as cum stained his belly. He gasped into Neuvillette’s mouth as the Iudex continued to thrust into him, pushing him to the edge of over-sensitivity. The only thing he could think about was the feeling of the judge all around him, inside him.
“Hah, Neuvillette,” he moaned, “inside—fuck please, come inside.”
The usually composed judge practically roared as he sunk his teeth into the side of Wriothesley’s neck. His hips stuttered as he came inside the Duke, filling him to the brim with his seed. Wriothesley panted and moaned at the feeling. Neuvillette continued to jerk his hips as small growls fell from his mouth.
The warden beneath him felt exhausted, eyelids heavy. He tugged the Iudex back from his neck and pulled him into a soft kiss, much like the first one they shared in his office. Neuvillette slowly began to pull out, causing the Duke to squirm under him in over-sensitivity. A quiet string of gasps left Wriothesley’s mouth until he felt both cocks slip out of him, a rush of cum following suit. He groaned in discomfort at the feeling.
Neuvillette watched intently as his spend steadily dripped against the sheets. With a huff, he gathered it onto his fingers before pressing it back inside.
Wriothesley moaned, “My my Monsieur, quiet the kink you have there.”
The Iudex rolled his eyes as he pulled his fingers out. He was about to get up to clean them off when the Duke abruptly shot up and grabbed his wrist. Wriothesley licked a long stripe up his fingers before pulling them into his mouth. He curled his tongue around them, cleaning them diligently. When he opened his eyes, he nearly moaned at the intensity of the older man’s gaze.
“Wriothesley, I suggest you stop this teasing unless you want me to take you again,” Neuvillette warned.
The Duke chuckled, pulling the fingers from his mouth with a wet pop. “Who says I don’t?”
With a low growl, he was pushed back onto the bed.
“Be careful what you wish for, beloved.”
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Sigewinne had looked at the Duke with wide eyes when he came limping into the Fortress the next day.
“Your Grace,” she exclaimed, “are you alright?”
Wriothesley grumbled under her attention. He had several noticeable bite marks and hickeys that his usual attire didn’t cover. Other inmates and gardes had noticed them and were quietly whispering among themselves. Neuvillette had fucked him three more times before they both fell asleep, tangled in the sheets together. They’d even gone at it again when they woke up. Wriothesley bent over the kitchen counter, a forgotten plate of breakfast not too far from him.
“Are you sure you’re alright, your Grace? You look like you were attacked by an animal.” The head nurse squinted at him as she stepped back and examined him.
“I’m fine, Sigewinne,” he mumbled as he tried to shoo her away.
“If you insist,” she finally relented.
The Melusine was a few steps away when she suddenly turned back around, eyes wide.
“Also, your Grace, I suggest you tell Monsieur Neuvillette to be more gentle with you next time.”
Wriothesley nearly face-planted into the floor.