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Furina panted, her back against Nuevillette's desk as her thighs squeezed around his hips.
She couldn't imagine what her people might think if they happened upon the scene before them. Such a scandalous act being carried out in the chief justice's own office.
It would make headlines that's for sure. Well, not really. Neuvillette would never allow anyone to squander her like that, no.
She did however wonder what her subjects would think was happening.
The chief justice neuvillette taking advantage of their poor defenseless archon Furina?! The gaul! The nerve! The slander!
Or, perhaps would they think she had taken advantage of him? Pulling him under her spell even after her trial.
Considering their position, him looming over her, caging her in and pressing her into his desk with his cock buried to the hilt inside of her, they would probably think it was the former.
Her skin was flushed, out of breath as she was slowly coming down from her denied release, and Neuvillette wasn't fairing much better. He wasn't usually the type to play games with her, especially not in the way of denying her ecstacy.
Even though their relationship had changed after the trial she hoped it hadn't changed so much that he had decided to be cruel to her here, at her most vulnerable.
Just as that thought occured Nuevillette intertwined their fingers together, pressing her hand onto his desk as he kissed her sweetly. Brushing her hair out of her face as he whispered against her.
"My apologies, Furina." He said "For not noticing how much you've been suffering these past five hundred years"
He put his forehead against hers, tracing his thumb across her cheek and staring into her eyes as if she was something truly precious indeed. She didn't think she deserved that look.
"If you will allow me, I would like to spend the rest of our time together making it up to you." He said pressing slow, deliberate kisses across her jaw. Growling in approval as she clenched around him in response.
"That's not fair, asking me things at a time like this." She whined pitifully, but she was smiling.
"But, who am I to deny the nation's chief justice?"
Neuvillette chuckled at that, his nibbles and kisses descending upon her neck.
"my apologies, I forget myself." His deep voice vibrated against her skin, sending shivers down her spine as his hips started moving again. Picking up speed, making her moan as she held him close, his face burying into her neck as he tried to stifle his own sounds of pleasure.
Neuvillette, cruel? Pfft, how absurd.