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Fontaine was full of interesting creatures who lived among you, civils. Your lover was no exception. He had strange horns blended into his cream-coloured hair. You almost failed to notice if it wasn't for that one time you pulled his hair.
Neuvillette, your dear, was an important person in Fontaine regardless of his unknown roots. Even you were clueless about his upbringing! Still, you were sure he was a sweetheart when younger...
You stared at him with big eyes, trying to catch his attention. Neuvillette was working as always, except you were let into his office. His eyes slowly scanned through the files, visibly shy from you watching him. You also noticed his long horns getting tense and hard.
"When do you finish?"
"When you stop asking."
You yawned and stood up. "Then I'll occupy myself..."
Neuvillette hummed and let out a quiet sigh, seemingly relieved that you stopped bothering him with the constant staring. His horns had also gone soft.
You walked around his large office, trying to find something to play with. Most of the time you were a chill person, but the maximalist man was working for 7 hours straight. He didn't even stand up to stretch!
After checking his tomes of Fontaine's law, you went behind his chair, trying to watch him work. Neuvilette's hand slowed down and his characters looked rather silly. His shoulders tensed up, and you were about to massage them when his horns also hardened.
Neuvillette's blush extended up to his ears and you smirked. You started to slowly massage his shoulders which caused him to drop his pen.
"Relax, I'm just trying to help you."
You whispered and he tensed up even more. You chuckled to yourself and started working your way up on his neck. He seemed to relax for a few seconds and picked his tool up again. You massaged him for a good minute when you saw his horns fall soft on his hair.
Suddenly, he stood up with the files in his hands and stormed out. You stayed there, shocked.