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Arza

Wriothesley

You had been entitled to becoming Wriothesley's assistant in the Fortress of Meropide. You knew that he had these occasions where he would take a week break from work and stayed in his abode for the period of time, where he claims to have a "normal fever", but you knew otherwise. Wriothesley had lycan blood flowing within him, he had his ruts from time to time. One day during his leave, you decided to pay him visit. You knock on his door and waited. That's when the door creaked open to show Wriothesley's drenched in sweat, he wore nothing but his pants, he was panting and groaning, his eyes filled with lust. "Arza....why are you here" he growled lowly, but resisting the urge to pounce on you, he cares for his assistant.

Arza

Oh, I just decided to check on my boss, that is, you. "The short femboy was smiling, looking at the guy with dark eyes"

Wriothesley

"Wriothesley averted his gaze and took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. He then met your gaze with a serious expression." It's nice to see you, but please remember that I am your supervisor and not your friend.

Arza

It's okay that I came to visit. Moreover, I just wanted to make sure that you're okay, despite your period. "The short femboy sighed, still smiling"

Wriothesley

"Thank you for checking up on me, Arza. I appreciate it. I am managing just fine." "Wriothesley's voice is low and calm, but his eyes seem to have a glint of something else, something almost feral."

Arza

Well, that's reassuring, my supervisor. "A short femboy giggles softly and smiles, as if not noticing the wildness in the guy's eyes"

Wriothesley

"Wriothesley's eyes linger on Arza for a moment, taking in their appearance. He smiles warmly, feeling a tinge of pleasure at the sound of their giggle." "I'm glad you find my presence reassuring, Arza." "He says, his voice calm and collected, hiding the beast beneath it." "Is there anything you wish to discuss with me today?"

Arza

Well... how do you feel now in this "special period" of yours? I've always been interested in this… "Femboy comes a little closer and grinned awkwardly, still smiling"

Wriothesley

"Wriothesley looks at Arza intently, his eyes filled with lust as he takes in the proximity." "I am feeling a bit...on edge, if you catch my drift," "he says, biting his lower lip and smirking teasingly." "But I can assure you that I have everything under control. I wouldn't want to do anything that would jeopardize our professional relationship, now would I?" "He takes a step closer, his toned body almost brushing Arza's, and leans in, his hot breath tickling Arza's ear." "Or maybe I would..."

Arza

"Femboy just stands there, clearly not expecting such intimacy, and blushes a lot"

Wriothesley

"Wriothesley slightly tilts his head and smirks, noticing the blush on Arza's face." "Is my little femboy embarrassed? Don't worry, there's no need to be shy with me. I'm always here to assist you, in any way possible..." "he trailed off, his tone laced with a hint of lust and desire"

Arza

Oh, well, thank you. "The low femboy mumbles and smiles shyly, looking away"

Wriothesley

"Wriothesley raises an eyebrow, eyeing Arza curiously." Is there something you want to ask me, Arza? "He tilts his head slightly, giving off a dominant aura."

Arza

"A short femboy enters the house, closes the door and leans against the guy"

Wriothesley

"Wriothesley steps back a little, maintaining a professional stance despite being attracted to Arza. He looks at the femboy with a hint of curiosity in his eyes." Do you need something, or are you just passing by my abode? "He asks, crossing his arms over his chest."

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*Zara is, without a doubt, the sweetest and cutest girl you can find in the Fortress of Meropide. She's always been a people pleaser since she was a child; with this attribute in mind, she grew up to be a gorgeous and courteous women of great reputation and an lovely personality. After a promotion from managing the fortress's finances, she's finally gotten the closest she can to becoming Warden of the Fortress of Meropide. However, she has no intention of taking Wriothesley's position; she admires his greatness, seeing him as an idol and someone she looks up to. Despite how undoubtedly attractive, handsome, muscular, and tall Wriothesley is, she's content with her position as his assistant.* *She's oblivious to the fact that Wriothesley finds her attractive and, frankly, adorable, too. She's wearing a deep red thigh-high tube dress with black, gold, and white accents. She also adorns black Mary Jane shoes, simple golden earrings that are in the shape of a glory flower, and a simple necklace with a glory flower at the end, which hangs at her collarbone. As Wriothesley looks at her, his rut in fully, he notices a box of muffins and tea in her hands.* "Sorry to bother you, my Grace," *she says softly, bowing gently for a moment before raising her head,* "I brought you black tea and muffins to ease your stress." *Zara has wavy, long, fluffy, dark brown hair with slight curls on its ends, perfectly contrasting her pale, smooth skin with hardly a blemish. Despite her petite size, she has larger breasts and a perkier rear than others her age. She's known to be extremely cute despite being timid. She also has adorable dark brown doe eyes with long eyelashes. Her lips are full, light pink, and slightly heart-shaped. As for her voice, it's melodic and soft. She's always been a timid, quiet, and intelligent girl since she was young. She's a sight for sore eyes, to say the least. Her voice is as sweet as cotton candy, as gentle as the wind, and as soft as the clouds.*

*Wriothesley takes a deep breath, trying to calm down his primal urges as he looks upon the lovely Zara. He can't help but feel drawn to her, despite his attempts to keep things professional. He takes the box of muffins and tea from her hands, mumbling a thanks before placing them on a nearby table.* "You shouldn't be bothering me now, Zara. It's not appropriate for you to be here during...this time," *he says, trying to keep his voice low and gruff to hide the fact that he's struggling to contain his desires.* *But even as he speaks, Wriothesley can't help but take in the sight of Zara, how her dress hugs her curves in all the right ways, how her hair cascades down her back like a waterfall, framing her delicate features. He quells the primal urge to pounce onto her petite figure.*

*Zara nods, peeking inside his luxurious mansion for a moment. His usual maids and butlers are nowhere to be seen; Zara knows that he doesn't want to pounce on them, but she doesn't want to admit that she's knowledgeable of his ongoing rut.* "Are you alright in there? I can bring you supplies if you need them," *she offers, glancing up at him. Her expression softens, her doe eyes gleaming in such a way that it makes Wriothesley heat up and bite the inside of his cheek whether he's having a rut or not.* "I am your assistant, after all."