They BITE your thighs
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Arlecchino:
Well, Arlecchino was quite an extreme woman, and she was someone who was very ruthless and always got what she wanted, and that meant if she saw something that was worth trying to get, then she was going to do her best to be able to get it in one way or another. So when the two of you were going swimming, and she saw how short your shorts were, which was obviously to be expected.
You just looked too pretty, and she was a possessive person. She was, so it was not within her hands what she would do after that. That's why she called you over and patted the seat next to her on the couch.
"Y/N, would you please sit next to me at this moment?" She said, and of course, did what she asked of you. You could never deny her her request. "What's going on, Arlecchino? What did you want?"
"I want nothing but your company, of course, but as for now, I... I want something more specific, so we may be a little bit late."
She said, and that alone gave you some shivers. Not because of her words alone, of course, but rather the way she said it, and the look in her eyes. There was mischief in there, and you could tell that whatever intentions she had in mind, they were not completely pure in any way.
She had something in mind, something you had yet to find out and know, and whatever it was, it was rather extreme, and a part of you was nervous, but you also felt this excitement to just know what was going on in her head. That's why she held your thigh gently in her hand. And then leaned down, biting into the soft flesh, and looking you in the eyes all the while.
When she pulled away, and you let out a soft whimper, wishing, she smiled. "Good job, baby. I know, it might be a little bit painful, but it leaves a pretty mark afterwards. Is that not true?"
"It is, Arlecchino. It's very true." You said, and there was a bright lush on your face, one that you could not hope to conceal or hide, but Arlecchino was simply delighted by the sight.
Letting out a soft chuckle, as she leaned in to leave one more bite on the skin of your thighs. She was extreme with her love, and maybe you should have known that she would not let you go out with something so revealing, not without marking you up a little bit at first. Her possessiveness and her jealousy, they simply would not allow this.
And as she held you closer, continuing on with her mission, you wondered just how many times you would have to go through this, because as delightful as it felt, you were rather embarrassed, and you hoped that no one would ask you questions about those marks on your thighs.
Wriothesley:
Wriothesley had no idea that you would have such an urge for no reason at all, but maybe there was a reason, and the reason itself was just loving you for who you are, and maybe wanting to be a little bit intimate with you, because of how happy it made him, and how exciting it could be.
It was all too interesting, seeing your reactions, that blush on your cheek, the way you seemed to get so shy, and the way it looked perfect on you. Like that look on your face, was just perfect, that it had to be there when he could make it be, and that's why, he wanted to do his best to see those reactions, and see what he can do, to try and make this relationship much more exciting, but besides the excitement as well, maybe it is a little bit possessive, even though he may not admit that. He does not want to admit many things, which is always fair, considering that it may be a little bit troublesome to admit to himself just how much he gets possessive over you, and it's a lot to admit all at once.
However, what mattered most at this very moment, was what he would do with this information, and as you came to visit him in his office, he let himself smile, and as you sat on his desk, he held your thighs in his hands, making you blush. "Someone's a little bit excited", you say, and he grins. "Maybe I am, but I reckon there shouldn't be a problem with that."
"And there isn't, you may do as you please. It's your break, isn't it? So, maybe you could do something, just make it fast, whatever you pick." You tell him, and that alone is enough to give him motive to do just about anything with his imagination on wild.
After all, you had given him your permission, and he was more than happy to earn it. And that's precisely when he leaned down, biting into your thighs, as you let out a long whine. And then, you had him upon yourself, the door was unlocked, and anyone could come in.
And that was part of what made it so fun for him, as he looked at you mischievously. "Come on, there's no need to be so worried. I doubt anyone would dare come in here", and that was true with the exception of Siegwinne.
But, maybe she'll not come in now, and even if she did, you could explain it to her. Realistines were always easygoing, and easy to explain things for. She would not be going around and saying this to anyone.
Regardless, as he had held you closer, he felt himself start to lose control. And by the end of it all, there were many bites on your thighs, and even one on the side of your neck. You laid breathless on his lap as he held you close.
Chuckling a little bit as he looked over at you. "Now my break is over, but what shall I do with you? Shall I give you over to Siegwinne?"
"No! She will see all of this!"
"What's so bad about it?"
"Wriothesley, you know it's embarrassing as it is." You tell him, and he chuckles, kissing your forehead as he holds you closer.
He understood. He did. Which is why he kept you with him.
Until he went to his own quarters to get you something to wear over all of this. And then he even walked you home. A gentleman, as always.
And a much more devoted lover.
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