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β€œ π‚π‘π’πš πš‹πšŽπš•πš˜πš—πšπšœ 𝚝𝚘 π–π«π’π¨π­π‘πžπ¬π₯𝐞𝐲 ”

When Wriothesley just, clings, drapes himself, onto you.

"Wrio?" Your soft voice calling out to him, who's face buried at the crook of your neck. A soft hum emits from the back of his throat, he nuzzled further, his messy black gray hair tickled your neck as he do so. "What's wrong?"

There's a long pause upon your question, "You're unusually clingy." You pointed out, soon enough you feel arms wrapped around your waist. "Miss you," he mumbled under his breath, "Hm?" "Miss you, so much." He repeated. His arms tightens around your waist,

"Don't you miss me too?"

Valentine's day.

Yet I have nothing to cook for. Well crap.

Stress Reliever β€” ft. Wriothesley

Crack? ; Fluff ; Suggestive ; Established Relationship

A/n β€” Haha, I'm burying my face to his chest, I don't care anymore. I am manifesting.

He inhaled sharply as he felt your hair brushing against his, skin. He blinked down at the culprit, that's laying on him, on his chest. Face buried deep towards his chest, his hand just awkwardly hovering over your figure. Unable to process what just happened, he laid there gaping as he stare at you.

I want him, I need him, I want to take him all for me, myself, and I. This man is driving me insane to the BRINK. Please please please, let me take you, let me fuck you till you're a mess, in tears. HSHSHSHSHS. Despite him like probably stronger than me fcenfjfnff, that's okay, I am a switch for a reason.

The fact that I CANT play it makes me so SAD, my pc could not handle it, I don't have PlayStation 5 to play it. All i can do is just admire him from a far till I get my hands on a PS5.

Ahem, anyways. Moving on.

Nah, i give up, fk you genshin tags.

Loving you β€” ft. Wriothesley

Fluff ; Friends to Lovers ; Vulnerable moment if you squint

A/n β€” Happy New Year, Goodbye 2024, Hello 2025. Please be kind to me this year.

The duke, who is barely seen going out from his office in the Fortress of Merophide. Is once again, locked up in there buried in pile of papers on his desk. Well at least that's what you think, so here you are, standing in the elevator, going down further deep into the fortress, paying the duke a visit.

It's the end of the year, everyone is busy preparing for the new years, and you thought, why not invite Wriothesley to see the fireworks? That's why you're here, knocking at the door of his office. At first you didn't hear anything, you knocked again and you heard a faint muffled 'come in' coming from behind closed doors.

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