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Neuvillette cleared his throat, his gaze averting. “Ah. My apologies. It was not my intention to worry you. The judge meant to preside over this trial had a shortcoming, and I was the only one available to step in. It couldn’t wait either—again, my apologies.” He awkwardly adjusted his clothes. After a moment of guarded silence, he added, “I had intended to… propose something to you, but I fear it must be postponed, if that is amenable to you.”
Concern slipped away from Wriothesley’s face, replaced by warm curiosity and a sly curve of his lips. He stepped closer, eyes glinting with mischief. “Propose something? What, like a date?”
A faint stammer escaped before Neuvillette could stop himself. “N-Not quite. But something like that, yes.”
Neuvillette prepares a little surprise for Wriothesley but his work gets in the way.
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The Iudex touched the letter sitting on the inner breast pocket of his robes, his thoughts weighed down by worry. Sigewinne had written he needed not fret over the duke’s condition, assuring him it was likely no more than a seasonal cold, that she only requested his presence for persuasion purposes.
Wriothesley gets sick but he is stubborn. So Sigewinne summons the only man capable of commanding the Warden of Fortress Meropide.
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An old Inazuman proverb says: “Though the fool waits, the day does not”.
Actually, that proverb might not have actually come from Inazuma – much unlike Monsieur Neuvillette’s handsome friend whom he met during the previous year’s Fontinalia Festival – and whom he strangely forgot to mention to Wriothesley this entire time.
Wriothesley ends up accompanying the two on Mr. Ayato’s sightseeing tour, and quickly realizes that for *some* reason, he can’t stand him. No, he’s not jealous. That’d be ridiculous! He’s far too old for that. It’s not like he’s even in love with Neuvillette, or—
Okay, fine. He might be in love with him. So, what now? He’s got his own reasons not to confess, but is he just supposed to sit there and watch that sleazeball steal his man? And what kind of FREAK adds tapioca to his tea, anyway?!Well, as another Inazuman proverb would say: “The words unspoken leave the commissioner wishing some people would just get a room and stop taking their sexual frustration out on him”.
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17 Mar 2025
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“If you know about a vishap’s cycle, you know marginally less than I do. I have had to draw my own conclusions from experience and research.” Neuvillette folds his hands across his lap. Not for the first time, he desperately wishes there were more dragons in the world. “It is an overwhelming surge of instincts every few months. It compels me to nest, to protect what is mine, and mostly to… to… breed," he grits out.
Wriothesley licks his lips. His breath wavers. Neuvillette waits for him to compose his polite rejection of their entire relationship.
“You want me to breed you, sweetheart?”
Neuvillette will swear to his dying breath that he is not the one that pounces.
OR: Wriothesley breeds Neuvillette so hard he unlearns shame.
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- Part 2 of Neuvillette Heat Filth
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06 Feb 2025
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Wriothesley grabbed onto his shoulders and exclaimed with a voice full of panic; “Neuvillette! What’s going on?!”
This time, Neuvillette couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped his lips, but the embarrassing sound wasn’t caused by the pain he felt but because of the sensation of Wriothesley’s warm hands holding him. He had to stop the desire to lean into the duke, to be wrapped in his embrace. He couldn’t believe he was having these inappropriate urges right now. It had never happened to him before, and it was terrifying.
“I... I don't know what's happening to me,” said the Iudex, pain lacing his voice.
“Guards!!” yelled Wriothesley, loud enough to be heard from outside his office.
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A month after the prophecy, Neuvillette experiences unusual changes, leaving him vulnerable in the middle of the Fortress of Meropide. Fortunately, Wriothesley is there to provide him with a safe shelter. As long as the duke can control his own nature as an Alpha, that is.
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09 Dec 2024
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“Monsieur Chief Justice.” Wriothesley tips his head to the side, a smile tugging at his lips, the corners of his eyes crinkling and pulling at his scar. “Enjoying the party?”
Neuvillette makes a soft sound of dismissal. “Hardly.” He tips his head to the side, watching Wriothesley’s face, measuring the hunger in Wriothesley’s eyes—a hunger that churns in his own belly, that aches within him.
He is a private creature, but he wonders what it would be like to slip away from the gala into a shadowed alcove, to steal kisses from Wriothesley’s lips, to—
Neuvillette and Wriothesley slip away from a ballroom for some time together.
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07 Sep 2024
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“You are aroused,” Neuvillette observes.
A strangled noise catches in Wriothesley’s throat. “You can’t just say that.”
“No?” Neuvillette cants his head to the side, though the gesture is meaningless in the darkness of the box, with Wriothesley’s forehead against the wall of it.
“People don’t—” Wriothesley exhales heavily. “I’m trying not to make you uncomfortable.”
After Neuvillette and Wriothesley volunteer to help Lyney and Lynette with a magic trick, they find themselves trapped in a box. They make do with their situation.
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31 May 2024