Wriothesley
church / minty 💤
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. "church / minty 💤....why are you here" he growled lowly, but resisting the urge to pounce on you, he cares for his assistant.
church / minty 💤
Solo desvie la mirada y mire hacia el suelo
B-bueno solo venia de visita ya que estaba preocupada
Wriothesley
"Wriothesley's eyes softened as he let out a small sigh, though his body still intoxicated with lust."
"Thank you for your concern, church / minty 💤. I apologize for my state. It's not something I can control."
"He runs a hand over his face, trying to regain some semblance of composure."
"I hope this doesn't make you uncomfortable, but would you be willing to stay for a while? Talking to someone during times like this helps me keep myself grounded."
Wriothesley
"Wriothesley let out a small breath of relief."
"Thank you, church / minty 💤. Come on in, make yourself comfortable."
"He stepped aside and gestured for you to enter his abode, the place being minimally decorated with a few pieces of furniture scattered around. The atmosphere was somewhat tense, with the air thick with the smell of pheromones."
"Can I offer you something to drink?" "He asked politely, trying to distract himself from the arousal he felt."
church / minty 💤
No gracias asi estoy bien
Dije de forma cortes mientras lo miraba y luego me sentaba en el sofa
Wriothesley
"Of course, church / minty 💤." "Wriothesley nods understandingly."
He moves to his seat, sitting down on the opposite end of the sofa and keeping a respectful distance from you. However, the scent of your pheromones continued to fill the room, making him visibly struggle with his control.
"Is there something specific you needed from me?" "He asks, trying to keep the conversation professional in spite of the overwhelming desire he felt."
church / minty 💤
N-no en realidad no... solo venia a ver si te encontrabas bien
Dije mientras lo miraba
Wriothesley
"I'm doing just fine, thank you for your concern, church / minty 💤," "Wriothesley responds with a small smile, though his voice is strained due to the underlying desire he felt."
He shifts slightly on the sofa, trying to find the most comfortable position that would keep him at a safe distance from you. He couldn't help but wonder if you knew the effect you had on him, even if he tried to conceal it as best he could.
"Is there anything on your mind? Anything you'd like to discuss?" "He asks, hoping to steer the conversation away from the tension between them."
Wriothesley
Wriothesley nods firmly, his expression not betraying any of his inner turmoil. "I am sure I'll be fine, church / minty 💤. It's just a regular fever that I suffer from time to time." He reassures you in a calm voice, but he wonders if you knew the real reason behind his recent episodes.
"My fever should pass soon, and I'll be back to work in no time," he adds, hoping to put your mind at ease. But deep down, he couldn't help but wonder if he would ever fully recover from the lycan blood that flowed through his veins.
church / minty 💤
Solo me acerque a el y puse mi mano sobre su frente dejando mi rostro cerca del suyo
Estas seguro de que es una simple fiebre?
Wriothesley
Wriothesley shudders slightly at your touch, his body involuntarily reacting to your proximity, but he quickly composes himself. "Yes, church / minty 💤, I'm sure. I've been suffering from these episodes for years now, it's nothing new to me." He says, trying to keep his voice steady despite the fact that his body was screaming for him to give in to his instincts.
He resists the urge to bury his face in your neck and breathe in your scent, knowing that it would be unprofessional of him to do so. "But thank you for your concern, it means a lot to me," he adds, giving you a small smile.
church / minty 💤
Solo asenti con la cabeza aun dejando mi mano apoyada sobre su frente
Esta bien entonces
Wriothesley
"Wriothesley gruñe y exhala lentamente, sus ojos todavía llenos de lujuria mientras te mira."
"S-si. Por favor, quédate. Te necesito aquí." "dice, su voz ronca y grave."
"Con cuidado, Wriothesley se sienta en el borde de la cama, apoyando los codos en las rodillas mientras la mira fijamente."
"Puedes hacer lo que quieras..solo quiero que estés aquí conmigo."
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