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Lyney sighed, staring into the mirror. Looking at his own reflection made him sick, it made him want to throw up. Maybe it was because of the way he acted, or how different he seemed to be from everyone. He was supposed to be happy, he knew how he usually acted and what he did. It was so tiring, it felt like his entire life was on a script. Every fucking day felt the same.
Except when he appeared.
The magician knew how he felt about Neuvillette. He wanted him, he wanted to be more than just people who knew eachother. Everytime he'd try to describe how he felt, no words would escape. He didn't know what to say, or how to word it. Maybe it was for the better? What if Neuvillette didn't feel the same? Even worse, what if he didn't even like him, and just put on a mask around him? Thoughts started to spiral, Lyney bit his lip almost hard enough to draw blood as he gripped his arms tightly, turning away from the mirror.
He panicked, breathing heavily as he fell to the floor against the bathroom door. What if.. What if? What if—
“Lyney!” Lynette shouted, still banging on the bathroom door. How long had she been there? How long was she waiting and knocking? Almost as quickly as Lyney fell to the floor, he stood up and opened the door, facing his sister who seemed very annoyed at this point. “Lynette! My apologies my dear sister.. I simply got distracted!” He stated, a fake chuckle following shortly after. She stared at him, the same annoyed look on her face as she rolled her eyes and walked into the bathroom. “Uh huh. Don't forget about your meeting with Monsieur Neuvillette soon. Archons forbid what happens if you have to reschedule.” She mumbled, pushing him out and shutting the door.
Ah. Right. He almost forgot about the meeting he scheduled with him.. Honestly, he was second guessing if he should even go at this point. Was it worth it? What if it was a bad idea.. Shit! It was a little too late for that now. Lyney sighed, rushing to his room to quickly change out of his casual clothing and into his usual magician attire. He shouted to Lynette that he was leaving, unsure if she heard it or not.
By the time he arrived at Palais Mermonia, his hat was soaked wet. Thankfully, he wasn't too wet, just annoyingly cold. He shook off some of the rain on his hair before stepping in, walking over to the melusine that authorized those entering Neuvillette's office. “Sorry, but Monsieur Neuvillette is b– Ah! Mr. Lyney! You're just in time actually, he should be just finishing up something with Lady Furina.” She smiled, waving and pointing to the door. Lyney simply nodded before removing his hat and slowly walking towards the door. A small conversation between the two could be heard, but he paid no mind. It wasn't his business anyways.
“Anyways, I'm sure you'll be able to handle the rest, right? I'm a very busy person! I don't have time for .. These things.” The archon smiled, not yet noticing the magician that had finally stepped in. Neuvillette let out a small hum, looking up from the papers he'd just received from Furina. “..Yes, I'll handle it soon.” He responded while waving slightly at Lyney. “Lyney, welcome. I was just finishing up some business with Lady Furina.” He smiled as Furina finally noticed the magician. “Oh! When did you get here..” She smiled, also waving at him. “..Just now. My apologies, Lady Furina and Monsieur Neuvillette if I interrupted anything.” He moved swiftly to sit on one of the chairs in front of Neuvillette's desk.
The dragon shook his head. “No no, it's fine. As I had stated, we had just finished. Lady Furina, if you will.” He motioned towards the door, not in a rush to get her out, but it was obvious he wanted her to leave soon. “Aww.. So quick to get rid of me.. Very well then, have fun!” Furina nodded and stood up, happily walking outside of the office. Neuvillette sighed, pushing some papers to the side before finally giving his attention to Lyney once again.
“Now then, we're alone. What was it you needed to talk to me about, Mr. Lyney?” Neuvillette finally asked, crossing his hands and looking at the shorter male sitting in front of him. Lyney paused for a bit, thinking of what to say. He couldn't just say he wanted company, could he? What reason did he have to be visiting him aside from missing him? “I.. I just wanted to catch up. See how you were doing, is all!” He stated, a slight hint of nervousness in his eyes.
“..You wanted to see how I was doing?” The dragon raised an eyebrow at that, grabbing a pen and writing something down on the papers he received from Furina earlier. “Yes! Is it bad to be curious of how .. A dear friend of mine is?” Lyney smiled, hands gripping onto his own legs out of pure nervousness. Was he allowed to refer to them as friends? Could they even consider themselves friends?? He held back the urge to immediately apologize, figuring it would only make things more awkward. “I suppose not. It's just strange. I wouldn't expect you of all people to be checking up on me.” He mumbled, now fully focused on the papers and writing several things down. Fuck, this wasn't any fun.
Lyney felt his eye twitch, a little upset but at the same time he couldn't stay upset at Neuvillette forever for assuming he wouldn't want to check up on him. “I guess it is a little strange, I rarely check up on those that aren't family.” He responded, clearly wanting to talk about something else. “So then, Monsieur Neuvillette, how have you been? Anything.. Interesting or new? I'd assume someone living a life such as yours must come with amazing experiences!” He grinned, crossing his arms and legs while staring at Neuvillette. He knew he wasn't looking back, and probably wouldn't, but that was fine. That didn't bother him.. Yet.
“Very well then. I've been fine. Unfortunately for you, I've had nothing worth noting happen recently,” He responded blankly, the same monotonous tone as always. The magician frowned internally while a smile still remained on his face, even if it was painfully forced. “My life isn't too interesting, contrary to your belief. I do apologize for that.” His gaze was still fixated on the papers. Lyney dug his nails into his thighs tighter. If there were marks there, he didn't care. “Were there any other questions you had? Perhaps you wouldn't mind me asking about your–”
“Can you shut up?”
Neuvillette stopped mid sentence, being interrupted and because of the rude request that seemed to come out of nowhere. He finally looked up at Lyney, who was standing with his hands digging into Neuvillette's desk. “Excuse me? What was that?” He responded, eyebrows slightly downward as he maintained direct eye contact with the magician. “Stop speaking. I don't care if it's rude. I need you to stop.” He spat out, walking to the other side of his desk to stand directly in front of him. “I–” “No. Do not say a damn word.” Lyney hissed, roughly grabbing Neuvillette's tie and getting extremely close to his face. He could almost feel the dragons breath on him. It was .. Strange. It felt intoxicating in a way.
Neuvillette cleared his throat, placing a hand on the one that still held onto his tie. The two of them remained like that for a while, sitting in silence as they made eye contact. Lyney didn't know what to say, he just needed the other to stop speaking. For a second, his brain went on autopilot and he randomly spat out something he probably didn't mean to say yet.
“..I want you.” He stated. He said it so boldly, as if he truly had nothing to lose. As if he wasn't saying this to Neuvillette. “I see. Very well then.” Neuvillette sighed and removed his hand from the others. Though it wouldn't be too long before his hands were on Lyney's once again.
Lyney wasn't too sure of how long it had been. Everything escalated so quickly. Sure, he'd admit to it being his fault. He was the one who ended up initiating everything and provoking Neuvillette. But he certainly didn't have this in mind when he was saying the things he said and making the moves he made.
He was currently bent over the dragons desk, nails digging into it as he struggled to keep his mouth shut and noises to himself. Long and slender fingers kept thrusting in and out of him at a painfully slow pace. Slow enough to almost drive him insane. Yet somehow, it managed to turn him on even more. How he so quickly went from feeling so confident to feeling like a desperate animal in heat.
“Plea– Haah.. Neuvillette..” Lyney whimpered, drooling all over the papers that had been scattered all around the desk. Apparently there was no need for them anymore. “Please.. I need..” He tried to finish, but was cut off with a loud moan as Neuvillette harshly thrusted into a spot that made Lyney see fucking stars. The desk definitely had scratch marks at this point, but neither of them seemed to care. “Hm? You need what? I won't do anything you don't want, so use your words darling.” He responded, curling his fingers and hitting that spot again. It drove the magician fucking wild. “Y-You.. I need- Mmnf.. you, please..” Lyney was trying so hard to speak clearly, but it was hard when Neuvillette was moving his fingers so well inside of him.
The dragon continued thrusting his fingers in and out of Lyney's cunt, swallowing hard as the sound of his moans went straight to his crotch. He could tell Lyney was close, so he slowly pulled his fingers out. A small whine came from the man under him as he clenched around nothing. “Neuvii...” He whined again. Unexpectedly, he felt himself get lifted up and shifted to lay on his back. “Ohoh? Does Monsieur Neuvillette want me to look at him that bad while he fucks me?” He teased, a smug grin on his face as he spread his legs for the other. Neuvillette felt his face heat up, and it was probably a painful red. “No– No I.. I just figured it'd be easier this way.” He slowly responded, turning away for a second to catch his breath.
Lyney raised an eyebrow, a little confused but also curious. He couldn't help it, who wouldn't be? “Easier you say? How interesting.. Are you worried it'll hurt me?” He replied while giggling, one hand holding onto the desk still while the other was dangerously close to his pussy. “No.. That's not the case–” Neuvillette was interrupted by a harsh tug on his collar, now so close to Lyney's face he could almost feel his breath. “Come on then.. You're taking too long.” He whispered, making the other look down as he spread his folds. That really made the other feel weak. He sucked in a breath before Lyney finally let him go.
Neuvillette made quick work of his clothes, especially his pants. What remained was his boxers, which had a very obvious wet spot and a huge bulge. “Oh my god..? I didn't know you were this big.” The magician purred, eyes focused on the others crotch. “I wouldn't consider myself .. Big or anything. Actually it's..” He hesitated, deciding it'd be better if Lyney simply saw what he was talking about.
Slowly, he pulled off his own boxers to reveal both of his slightly leaking cocks. The pale skin faded into a deep blue that matched the fade on his arms. “Holy shit...” Lyney whispered. He felt more turned on than he ever had before in his life.
The dragon let out a soft sigh as he allowed the magician to just stare. “If you're uninterested..–” “Are you kidding me?” Lyney laughed, surprised he didn't start fucking drooling over him. “I have never been more interested in my life.” He reassured him. Neuvillette let out a small hum, nodding at the assurance. “Very well then.. I'll go ahead and–” He was cut off once again by a bit of a violent grip on his arm. “I am so fucking wet right now, if you don't fuck me I will lose my mind.” Lyney almost growled at the other. “..Alright.” The dragon simply replied, sighing and carefully lining one of his cocks up with Lyney's cunt.
Slowly, he pushed in while the other rested on the magicians stomach. Lyney let out a loud moan, already clenching tightly around the other. Neuvillette groaned in response as he pushed fully in. “Oh– Fuck.. Neuvillette..” The magician whimpered, looking down to see one of the cocks fully in him while the other rested on his stomach, slightly smearing small bits of precum. He waited for a second before Lyney gave him a small nod, a sign that he could begin thrusting.
He started off a slow pace, slowly going in and out as the cock that was resting on Lyney's stomach occasionally rubbed against his clit. When that happened, it managed to get a few loud moans out of the smaller man.
Lyney pulled Neuvillette down towards him, sloppily kissing him. They only stopped to breathe because the kissing and moaning was so overwhelming. The magician wrapped an arm around Neuvillette's neck, getting close to his ear. “Faster.. Plea– Fuck..” He whispered, head being thrown back and Neuvillette obliged and started thrusting faster. In the process he began hitting the spot in Lyney's pussy that absolutely drove him wild.
Loud moans escaped the magician, and anyone outside could probably hear them. Of course they'd be muffled, but you'd still be able to tell something was going on. As the magician felt himself getting closer, he tightly gripped the dragons arm, attempting to get him to stop.
“W-Wait ..” He panted, face red and pussy leaking fluids. “You.. I wanna–.. I wanna cum on both of them..” He finally finished his sentence, moving a hand to lightly stroke the cock that was on his stomach. “Are you sure..? What if you can't handle it? I don't wish to hurt you. God forbid what your siblings will say..” Neuvillette replied, genuine concern in his voice. At the same time, he wasn't opposed to it. He also wanted it, but he wouldn't outright admit it. “Please god .. Yes, I'm sure.. Please.” He whimpered back, almost lining up the cock for Neuvillette. The dragon let out a sigh and just went along with it, slowly pushing both of them in now.
Another loud moan came from Lyney as he gripped tightly onto the others arm once again. He was gonna have scars there for sure after this. Thank god he wore long sleeves and gloves. He started thrusting at a fast pace, not once bothering to ask if he should slow down or not. His only current thought was getting Lyney and himself to finish. “Haah– So close.. Please..” The magician moaned out, mouth wide open as loud whimpers and moans came out. Neuvillette decided to take advantage of this, and leaned down to take him in another sloppy kiss. He gripped onto Lyney's thighs tightly as he moaned into his mouth. Soon after, he felt Lyney clench tightly around his cocks.
After Neuvillette pulled away, he continued to thrust, yet slower this time as to not be too brutal to the man who had just came. Lyney was still panting, watching the bulge in his stomach move before it finally came to a stop and he felt warm liquid flood his insides. Neuvillette let out a few loud huffs before slowly pulling out, which was followed up by a whimper from Lyney once again. He watched as his own cum leaked out from the magicians pussy.
He moved to sit down on his chair, carrying the shorter male with him to sit on his lap as he rubbed his back. They were both exhausted, yet it was obvious one was more tired than the other.
“Neuvillette..” Lyney whispered, arms wrapped around the others torso as he rested his head on his neck. “Hm?” The dragon responded, still rubbing his back. “I love you.. I truly do..” He said once again in a whisper tone, not caring if he heard it or not.
Neuvillette was caught a little off guard by the sudden confession, but he wasn't going to say it was unwelcome. If anything, he didn't mind it at all. “I love you too, Lyney. Now, let's get you cleaned up..” He smiled, standing up and moving to place Lyney on his chair.
They'd talk about this more later.. When they're not both in a bit of a daze after sex.