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It all started with those damn bite marks.
A few nights before you have been acquainted with a particularly crazy knight. He generously left a few souvenirs for you from that encounter, in a mess of bruises marking your neck. Your hair was mostly covering those so you didn't even mind walking around the town while they still healed.
That was, until one day, two famous traveling companions were passing through Mondstadt and decided to approach you.
Traveler and Paimon merely wanted to say 'hi', but while engaging in the chat, you became too careless, and let your hair uncover a little too much than it was needed.
You didn't escape their concered gazes.
Paimon seemed genuinely worried when she asked you about your neck in panic. You momentarily felt a little embarassed, and internally cursed Lohen's frenzy for getting you into an akward situations like this. But then, a sly idea suddenly popped into your head. Your panic quickly soothed.
You just smiled and shrugged, a nonchalant expression gracing your face.
"Oh, these? My dog bit me." You replied casually, not dwelling on the topic for too long.
"Your dog? Since when do you have one?" Paimon asked in a curious tone, scratching her chin in wonder. The Traveler narrowed their eyes skeptically, eyeing the dark dents in your neck. Definitely left by human teeth.
"For quite a while now... If you're curious, you should ask Lohen for details." You replied simply, before walking away to attend to your knight duties, leaving Paimon even more confused and the Traveler shaking their head in amused disbelief.
Due to Paimon's unsatiated curiosity, they actually agreed to approach the mentioned Vice Captain about it.
Hearing Paimon's innocent question about your mystery 'dog', he paused.
"I don't remember her ever having one. Where did you get that idea from?" He asked, crossing his arms on his chest, his brows perking in intrigue. The curve of his lips lifted upwards slowly.
"Really? That's weird... We noticed some weird bite scathes on her neck and she explained it was her pet's fault. She even said she had one for a long while now!"
"Are you sure you don't know anything? She suggested we talked to you about it..." The Traveler added with a lazy smile, offering him a knowing glance.
Lohen's shot them a half-hearted stare. He clicked his tongue and asked.
"She told you that?"
"Yep." "She did." Paimon and the Traveler answered simultaneously. His gaze was switching between them for a moment, appraising Paimon's wide, clueless eyes, and Traveler's amused smirk. He eventually sighed and let it go.
"Looks like she's been playing some jokes on you two. She never had a dog. Not one that I would know about." He replied calmly, although his veins already pulsed from indignance at your unbelievable audacity. Having said goodbye to the renowned pair, he took off straight for your office.
He found you roughly filling in some paperwork while standing by your desk. He stepped in stealthily, only the abrupt slamming of the door behind him stirred you away from your work. Your head snapped upwards and you turned, just to be met with his lazy grin.
"Woof."
You smirked, pleased.
"Oh, if it isn't just my naughty puppy." You sighed, already guessing what might've been the cause of his sudden appearance. He didn't particularly react to the mocking nickname, if anything, the corners of his lips only twitched a little. He stepped closer to your desk in deliberate measured strides before suddenly surging forward, trapping you against the furniture and his body. Both of his hands gripped the wooden edge, keeping you in between his arms. He let out a slow exhale, enjoying the subtle hitch in your breath. His sly eyes lidded slightly.
"So you're going around the town telling everyone I'm your dog now?" He started in a low, collected tone, although the subtle rasp in his voice betrayed the infuriation hidden beneath. "Who do you think you are, sweetheart?"
"You're exaggerating it." Your reply was calm, as you didn't allow the speeding up pace of your heartbeat to affect your composure. "It was just the Traveler and Paimon. They asked about the mess you've left on my neck last night." You tilted your head deliberately, eyes locked on his face. Your hair slipped behind you smoothly, uncovering the half-healed bite marks painting your skin. The immediate dilation of Lohen's pupils, when his gaze shifted to those, didn't go unnoticed by your sharp eyes.
"What was I supposed to tell them? Paimon is just a kid..." You continued, covering the marks again, as he brought his darkened, possessive eyes back onto yours.
"Maybe Paimon is, but I'm sure the Traveler caught the implication alright. How careless of you not to watch your mouth around our dear friends..." He chuckled lowly, with an edge in his tone. "And justifying those cute marks I adorned your pretty neck with, was your sole reason to degrade me? Pitiful explanation." He added, baring his teeth at you. You barely held back a snort yourself, at his marginalisation of your abused neck. But when he leaned closer, sliding his hands to your hips smoothly, locking them in a steel hold, you involuntarily gasped. A shiver went down your spine when the rough whisper reached your ear.
"I think you're forgetting who really is the dog here."
His arms twitched as if daring to just flip you around and bend you over against your own desk with a truly sinful intent.
You could feel the air between you two thickening unbearably. You clenched your jaw suppressing the flutter in your chest at the promising threat at hand, but your rational side was stopping you from giving in. Your gaze shifted to the closed door behind Lohen's back. They were closed... but weren't locked. The heat in your lower body already pulsed in anticipation but you couldn't just risk your reputation like this. Being caught red-handed, doing doggystyle in your own office sounded like the worst humilation of it all.
And Lohen would be delighted if you went through it.
You had to stop him. Your gaze flickered away from his face, thinking of getting out of the situation. He knew what you were thinking, but he already had his objective set. His smile only broadened, amused when he noticed you searching for escape routes. He narrowed his eyes with mischief.
"Now you trynna get out of this? Should've thought before you so unwisely insulted me, brat." He purred, leaning closer, his hot, ragged breath grazing your lips. You ignored the closeness, your eyes roaming over the room searching for a solution hurriedly but your head remained empty. You brought your gaze back onto Lohen, the lustful red in his eyes, the cunning curve of his lips, then his neck... And you noticed.
Jackpot.
You shifted closer to him, your arms reaching behind his back as if to embrace him. He took it for your surrender so he leaned in, about to sink his teeth into your lip. But just before he got to capture the soft skin, a sharp pull backwards stopped him. Tight around his neck.
You tugged at his choker.
"You know, since we're already having this conversation, I think it would be great to adress one thing." You cooed with a sweet smile, delighted at the abrupt gasp you got out of him. His eyes, momentarily widened, flashed you with agitated fire. The hands around your hips tightened warningly, as his sly smirk turned into a more appreciative one. Intirgued. Amazed.
You were always playing a dangerous game with him, and it was beyond thrilling.
Your two fingers remained slipped under the back of the fabric surrounding his neck. You tugged again teasingly, causing his head to further fall back with a muffled choked sound.
"I'm not the one wearing a collar here, mutt."
He snorted breathlessly, looking at you with an incredulous smile, his brows perking in disbelief. Oh, you were bold! Bold beyond comprehension.
Nothing quite made him throb like your defiance.
"It's not yours to touch." He growled through his teeth, his eyes turned into thin slits as he met your gaze appraisingly. You smirked, slipping another finger under the choker, making your grip even steadier. The fabric digged into his skin.
"Oh, now that's interesting. Whose then? You're not cheating on me with other girls, right?" You leaned closer, putting your faces inches apart, as you spoke against his mouth. The tremble of his breath was palpable against your lips, but he couldn't lean in because of your hold. Only his hands remained locked on your hips, fingers clutching you almost aggressively. A sly smile was gracing your face as you continued, observing him through lidded eyes. "Any of them was interested in acquiring a wild dog recently?"
He laughed, but it sounded more like a snarl, his eyes still fuming from outrage. But it was slowly dimming into something darker, more primal. More intimate. You knew what it was, by the way his cheeks seemed to color with a crimson blush. You offered Lohen another playful tug, the pressure tightening around his throat.
He moaned.
Low and breathless.
The sound went straight to your core.
"You're crossing the line, love." He murmured, tone strained by the way you squeezed his neck, by the way you were forcing him so beautifully into submission. His gaze was already melting into an awe-struck one, needy one, tempting you to keep taking advantage of the weak spot you discovered. You hummed approvingly, your free hand slipping lower to his hip, tracing the edge of the belt fastened at his pants. A low sigh escaped him as he shifted closer, your bodies almost pressed flush together.
"I'm just curious about what is this thing for. What better time to ask about it than today? It's interesting because... all I see right now is a shameless mutt begging to get tamed. Isn't that right? That's what you need this cute accessory for, puppy?" You were going all out, not sparing him at all, not now when you uncovered such a sweet weakness you were eager to exploit. "And I thought you denied being a dog just a few moments ago, sweetie."
He was breathing heavily, his eyes lidded, his gaze shifting from your pupils to your lips, to your neck, to your knowing, smug look again. He was calculating the opportunity, weighting whether letting you have your way today was more appealing than punishing you for the earlier disgrace.
The scales were turning in your favor.
"It's an aesthetic, sweetie." Lohen whispered with an almost delirious smile, sighing lowly as his throat was still obstructed by your hold. "Ever heard of a sense of style?"
You perked your brow in amusement, shaking your head.
"Style? Well, damn right, it does look good on you. Especially now." You snickered, and he replied with a half-hearted huff, leaning closer as you loosened your hold lightly. The heat between you two was almost insufferable now, yet you still felt the urge to keep pushing.
"Then allow me to suggest adding a nice leash to it. I think it would fit into the picture quite well, right, puppy?" You smiled cunningly, your pupils already so wide with want, matching his own. He shivered at your words, his hips involuntarily twitching against yours before he replied.
"Only if you hold it."
"Who else?" You smirked and it was the last thing spoken between the two of you before the distance finally disappeared, and lips clashed together. They moved with force and intensity, pleased hums and breathless gasps filling the air as you both went entirely into it, your bodies rubbing against each other as if in heat. Your hand remained at his collar just in case, yet the other started to roam his back, his chest, and hips, leaving a trail of fire on his skin beneath the fabric. The air felt hot and steamy, when you breathed it in from each other's lungs, wet tongues touching with desperate desire.
Lohen kept pressing into you impatiently, his hands roaming over your hips and thighs before finally managing to slip you up onto the desk. You pulled him closer immediately, taking him between your legs, where your lower bodies started to grind against each other, earning more eager gasps and moans out of the two of you. You kept the thought of unlocked door in the back of your head but right now the frenzied Vice Captain remained the main focus of your mind. You sucked on his lip with a slow hum, pressing yourself even closer, your free hand joining the second one at his nape. It slipped into the pale, green hair, combing and grabbing them with greed, the same emotion he was lead by when claiming your mouth with his tongue in return. He groaned into your throat, pleased, hungry for more.
You were too. More than ever before this day, but the threat of the unlocked door still bothered you. So did getting all sweaty and worked up inside your own office. Not to mention the half-finished papers still sprawled across your desk. You needed you two to be rather modest today. So your hand tightened suggestively around his choker again. He gasped raspily, the sudden pull causing his spine to arch off you, breaking the kiss. His dazed eyes found yours with a silent question, his brow perking up with interest. You just smiled before leaning in against his ear.
"Sit."
A low growl rumbled from his chest as he giggled, shaking his head incredulously.
"You seriously have a thing for this whole 'dog' play, don't you?" Lohen chuckled, trying to maintain a ridiculing tone but the soft blush across his face and lips, and breathless hitch in his tone weren't quite matching the act. The dark red pupils were blown wide, eyes lidded staring at you with urgent yearning. "You're so dirty-minded, sweetheart, it's shameful. Such a nasty pervert..."
"Shouldn't have indulged into it then." You replied shortly, tightening the grip warningly. He hissed, before it turned into a sharp moan, the moment your other palm suddenly clasped around the crotch through his pants. You were merciless today.
"Now sit, puppy."
Lohen sighed, his lips parted, his eyes almost completely dark from the surging through his veins, unsatiated arousal. He didn't react for a moment, just looking at you quietly, letting you feel the pulsation of his body. And then his fingers suddenly twitched at your sides. Before you could stop it, his palms reached for your head, brushing your hair to the back in an abrupt toss.
You screamed and pulled at the collar sharply, but it did little to prevent the inevitable. His lips were all over the bite marks left on your neck a few days ago.
You did everything in your power to push him away but you couldn't help the ruthless abuse of his mouth. He sucked and nipped at the already bruised skin, sending ripples of pain through your body, your muscles twitching in an involuntary attempt to protect yourself. Your ached gasps filled the air, your breath abruptly sucking in when you tried to withstand the sensation, helpless whimpers spilling past your clenched lips.
He purred against you with dark arousal, feeling you squirm and toss in his arms. His hips, lead by primal instincts, started to push into you frantically, relieving his need, only making you cry harder. He moaned against you, his eagerness to remind you of the sharp sting of his teeth on your skin growing. But he didn't draw blood, although he was tempted to. Given how battered your neck already was, he knew when he had caused you enough displeasure.
He pulled away proud, a grin of a satiated maniac splitting his face. You breathed heavily, tears gathered at the corners of your glossy, defeated eyes. Your neck was throbbing with a sharp, burning sensation.
It wasn't the only thing throbbing in the room right now.
Lohen pulled in one last time, to press a few reverent kisses along the column of your throat, although it did little to soothe your pulsing pain. You groaned, eyes fluttering shut when he tilted your head backwards by your hair, exposing the product of your torment to him.
He hummed appreciatively before letting you go, a pleased, giddy expression on his face. He even giggled darkly, met with your worn out look, and shrugged.
"You should know better than think I'd let this happen without anything in return." He purred lowly, offering you an almost lenient look. At the way you just leaned further against the desk groaning in displeasure, he sighed and pulled you back towards him, his wet tongue darting to lap over the stinging bruises, almost affecionately. It served to cool down the burning sensation, especially given the cold breeze of his Cryo energy suddenly enveloping your neck, earning a relieved exhale.
You finally turned your eyes back onto his.
"Now, now, don't go fussing on me, princess." Lohen cooed with a playful smile, pressing his forehead to yours, guiding your limp hand back to the rear of his collar. Your fingers clasped around it subconsciously, your fire igniting once more. "Where did that 'smug tamer' attitude of yours go?"
"It's right here." You breathed, your fingers tracing the edge of the collar deliberately, enjoying how the smooth fabric felt under your touch. You finally leaned in, regaining your eagerness. Especially now, when his palms started to massage your thighs suggestively, as if waiting for commands.
"Told you to sit, haven't I?"
Lohen sighed and nodded, lazily letting go of your legs and sinking down to his knees in front of the desk. His dazed, lidded eyes looked up at you, lips curved into an expectant smile, waiting in anticipation. You looked down with an approving hum, but feigning disgust. You were still a little pissed for the stunt few seconds ago, and having mercifully regained the upper hand, gave you every right to make him pay for it now. Even if it was just his way of setting the score for giving you control today.
You slid off the desk and stood before him, your hand securing in place on the back of his head. He moaned breathily when you tilted his head upwards putting his neck in a sharp arch, fingers tugging tightly at his scalp.
"So the mutt admits to coming to me to get tamed, hm?"
"Mhm..." He hummed and nodded, the smile on his face widening. He almost looked as if he was right where he wanted to be. You smirked at the sight and tilted your head planning just what to do to him right now. The dull sting of your neck returning with the stretch of your skin, gave you just the right inspiration.
You flipped your hair to your back exposing the marks. Lohen's eyes instantly widened, his smile turning wicked in pleasure as you bared the evidence of his claim to him. You saw that involuntarily twitch of his hips. He was eager but you weren't going to give it to him. Not today.
Instead, your foot pressed onto the strained fabric of his pants, finding just the right way to tease the hard length of his neglected cock. His entire body jerked sharply, his lips parted with a high-pitched, needy whimper. The tip of your shoe deliberately rubbed against his shape, until his breath turned into ragged panting.
"First, we should start with addressing that naughty attitude of yours." You purred while he was turning into a worked up mess beneath you, thirsty gasps filling the air. Your hand deliberately lifted to your neck, pulling the fabric of your shirt down to expose even more of the battered skin. His eyes went hazy with want, his breath hitching under every harder, calculated press. Your hand tightened in his hair as you pulled him closer, and his body obeyed with a choked whimper. "Tell me, what kind of dog bites its master?"
He mumbled something incoherent, his hips shamelessly bucking into your boot right now. You clicked your tongue at the disobedient lack of answer and pressed deliberately harder, crushing his body under your weight. He gasped loudly, his cheeks burning with a strong blush, before he finally answered you, voice strained and full of need.
"Me..." He purred breathlessly, while still having the audacity to grin at you brazenly. You rolled your eyes and huffed in amusement at the unserious response, punishing him with a sharp tug on his hair. For him, it might've felt more like reward.
"Disgusting thing. Wrong answer, brat. That nasty mouth of yours should have no other use than to bark for me, or to please. Understand?"
"Woof." He nodded, leaning further into your touch, his dark, needy eyes starting up at you from the floor with unrestricted yearning. No amount of degradation could wash away that playful grin of his.
"That's a good boy. Now, what about the second part?" You cooed satisfied, matching his smile yourself, finally retrieving your foot from his crotch. Your hand left the back of his head and slid lower, from his nape to his chin. Gentle fingers clasped the jawline, pulling him closer, until his face pressed against your body. He kept his reverent eyes locked onto yours, when through the fabric of your pants he left an open-mouthed kiss on your core.
Ripples of thick arousal went down your spine.
"Now do the same but better."
Lohen didn't hesitate. His hands lifted quickly to undo the zipper of your clothes, sliding them down together with underwear. You stopped him before he pulled them past your knees, with a sharp tug at his collar. He paused lifting his brow at you suspiciously, and sighed in disappointment when you nodded towards the unlocked door behind him.
"You had more than enough time to lock those, sweetheart." He snorted shaking his head, but he obediently resigned from pulling your pants all the way down, even though it made things slightly less comfortable.
"But not enough time to search for the keys. Don't break the character." You hissed impatiently, too worked up now to dwell on the fact that you should have, in fact, taken care of those damn doors earlier, but it mattered little now anyway. You could feel yourself pulsing with need, now that the sensitive skin of your pussy was exposed to the air of the room. But it felt even better when it was Lohen's hot breath grazing against it. You panted softly, fingers returning to grip tight in his hair to anchor yourself, as he leaned in deliberately closer. His eyes lidded with dark want and mischief, hungrily drinking in your reactions to his closeness before he even started.
The tension between you was maddening, you could barely hold onto the smug attitude you were playing before. All you could focus on right now, was how badly you wanted to just press his face into yourself, rubbing your dripping pussy on him until he had nothing to breathe with. You sighed shakily, locking your own lustful eyes onto his, mustering up the last, rough with desire response.
"Get to work, puppy."
It was all encouragement Lohen needed before pressing his mouth into you. You moaned and whimpered raggedly at the sensation of the eager lips giving it all to pamper your most sensitive areas. Your head fell back in pure delight, as your fingers combed and tugged on his scalp, keeping his head pressed between your thighs. He sighed into you, the raspy vibration feeling incredible against sensitive skin. You begun pushing your hips against him demandingly, losing yourself entirely to the heated onslaught of his lips.
His tongue darted out to lap over your slick opening, feasting on the leaking from your body evidence of arousal. He kept his dark with devotion eyes locked onto yours as he sucked and kissed just the right spots to make you tremble with pleasure. Tingling heat pooled in your stomach at every drag of his tongue, the sound of your heavy breathing filling the air, accompanied by the wet slurping of his relentless mouth. He was devouring you senseless, making you impossibly worked up, your groans and loud gasps daring to become too loud for your own liking. You were trying to keep it down, you really were, but the sinful sensation was increasingly clouding your mind. Your hand tightened in his hair pulling his head closer, your hips bucking into his face, chasing the pleasure.
You were holding on rather good, until he focused on abusing your clit. With a weak moan your head snapped backwards again, your fingers tugging at his hair, when his tongue repeatedly flicked and teased the vulnerable bud of nerves, sending waves of heat across your entire body. His eyes lidded slightly, and you could almost feel his lips smirk against you when he pressed closer and started to greedily suck the oversensitive skin. Your breathing turned into frantic panting, you pressed your other palm against your lips to muffle yourself, although even that was futile with how crazy his mouth was driving you. Your face burned in shame at not being able to contain yourself.
You stepped back on your wobbling legs, propping yourself against the desk, your other hand gripping the wooden edge for anchor. Your hips shamelessly rocked against his face now, the sweet heat pulsing through your veins daring to swallow you whole. You pressed his face impossibly closer, as you rubbed yourself on him, keeping his head right where you wanted it, right where it felt ideal. He let out weak, muffled groans against you at the dizzingly suffocating sensation, his hands reaching to grip your thighs. He clinged to you, deep, red eyes dark and full of mindless hunger.
You were about the loose it, your breath hitching uncontrollably as you kept grinding your body to his tongue. You could feel your pulse in your head, the warmth spreading from your core, radiating through your entire body, daring to take your senses too. Then a sudden sharp sting, punched a rough groan out of you, stirring you from your pleasure.
Your head snapped to look down, only to find Lohen's mischievously lidded eyes, as he shamelessly grinned at you still pressed to your skin. All too happy from having bitten your swollen pussy a second ago.
"Don't even try." You growled raspily, your fingers clutching onto his collar again in a silent warning. You jerked his head hard, earning a weak moan from his lips, only sharpening his grin. He leaned into you again and inhaled your skin reverently while looking up, his face flushed with a sweet pink. Moments later, sloppy, passionate kisses assualted your pulsing clit again, leaving fresh sparks of heat in their wake. You purred pleased, your grip returning and relaxing in his hair, combing it almost softly in approval.
It quickly switched back to frenzied grabbing and tugging, when his tongue joined the pampering of your skin to finally bring all his work into fruition.
You leaned heavily against the desk behind you, as you came. A deep, high-pitched moan escaped you at the maddening sensation of blissful warmth overtaking your whole body and mind. You were left breathless and trembling, gasping for air desperately, your hips still grinded against Lohen's hot mouth, which was now swallowing the mess dripping down your thighs with a thirst of a starved man.
He purred lowly against you as he kissed and licked you through your high, until your hand finally fully relaxed on his head. You turned your dazed eyes onto him, a fully satiated and blissful expression on your face. The corners of your lips twitched in appreciation. He returned the smile, purring against your skin pleased, still not letting go of your trembling body. He burried his face deeper into you instead, to offer yet another passionate open-mouthed kiss to your core. You sighed utterly molten by his burning devotion.
Then someone knocked on the door.
You both jerked simultaneously at the sudden sound. Your head lifted towards the doors with involuntary panic, your entire body, though still hot from the aftershocks, became paralyzed. Meanwhile, Lohen remained kneeling at the ground, completely still, and not pulling away just yet. His intuition told him to wait for the action to unfold.
The intruder knocked nervously on your office's doors again. You realised, that if you didn't answer, the person might want to check if the office is opened at all. The thought filled you with hollow dread so having cleared your throat briefly, you bravely spoke.
"Just a moment, please."
Lohen quietly snorted at the forced serenity of your voice, looking up at you with utmost amusement. You offered him a warning glare through narrowed eyes.
"Ah, of course! Sorry, My lady! It's just me, I just came in to collect the papers Mr Albedo asked for..." A soft sheepish voice reached you from behind the wooden barricade. A familiar one. You sighed relieved, realising you dodged traumatizing the poor Sucrose by a thread, should she dare to walk in. Lohen hummed indifferently, seemingly displeased by having his meal interrupted by someone so insignificant, so he unceremoniously returned to flicking his tongue against you. Your pulse skyrocketed again, as you held in a gasp and shoot him a furious stare, pushing him away by his forehead with your palm.
He grinned wider and remained unmoved.
"You little... shit!" You cursed in a sharp whisper, stubbornly trying to drag him away but he only gripped your thighs tighter, pressing his mouth firmlier to you. You were about to curse at him again before Sucrose's shy voice reached you again.
"My lady, is everything alright? Should I..." She paused, a nervous hitch in her tone but you quickly finished the sentance for her.
"No, no! Just give me a moment. I'll be right... there!" Your breath hitched sharply at the end, and you let out a long shaky breath, your hand twitching furiously in Lohen's messy hair. He was having way too much fun, sucking your clit like a candy right when he shouldn't.
"Okay... You sound a little breathless though? Are you sure you're alright?" The quiet shift on the outside suggested the girl leaned in and pressed her ear to the wooden surface curiously, or rather in concern... You internally groaned, still struggling with the insufferable brat clutching you, the gleam of his eyes outright wicked. You tried tugging him away by the slutty choker again, only for him not to budge even an inch. Although, every ruthless pull around his neck, still punched weak moans out of him.
"Fuck..! No, no, I'm fine." A ragged curse slipped past your lips, and your eyes fluttered shut from instant embarassement. At Lohen's audacity to snort, AND bite you again, you lost it. You kicked him in the balls.
He winced instantly, creating an opening for your harsh smack on his head to finally push him away. He fell to the floor in an undignified position, and let out a weak, breathless groan. Not sparing him any more attention or concern, you rose, pulling your pants up with one fluid motion. While zipping them up swiftly, you were already on your way to the door.
You fixed you hair roughly, wiping off remaining sweat from your cheeks and finally opened. You pushed the doors apart just a little, not showing too much of the interior. Especially not the defeated Vice Captain squirming on your floor.
"Forgive me, Sucrose. What was it you needed again?" You asked smiling at her kindly, innocent expression gracing your face. The girl blinked at you with her soft golden eyes, before finally sighing, relaxed to see you're still intact. Your acting must've be better than you thought.
"Just the expedition reports for Master Albedo... He asked if they were ready. Could it be possible to submit them by today?" She asked calmly, holding the notepad in her hands closer to her chest as she lifted her careful gaze up at you. A flicker of concern sparked in her eyes again.
"My lady, did you catch a cold? Your face is... really flushed." She couldn't help but notice, fixing glasses on her nose.
Fuck.
"Ah, don't you worry about it, must've caught a soft fever on that expedition to Dragonspine." You laughed it off nonchalantly, waving your hand as if it was nothing, leaning against the doorframe.
"Ah, I see. Should I ask Mr Albedo to prepare some medication for you?" You merely shook your head at her sweet proposition, assuring there is no need.
Then a deliberate, mildly smug tone resounded behind you.
"Excuse me."
You freezed.
"Oh, Vice Captain Lohen!" Sucrose jumped as the young man appeared in the doorframe, pushing the doors open to its full width. You shifted your gaze onto him slowly, expression hardening. Your eyes slowly dragged over his body, and you couldn't figure just what kind of magic he used to get himself presentable so quickly. He offered you a wide, proud smirk, noticing your envious gaze.
Sucrose started again.
"My bad, I didn't know I interrupted your meeting..."
"Oh, no worries, we were actually just wrapping things up." Lohen replied with a shrug, his hand unexpectedly reaching for your backside. You straightened up involuntarily at the degrading pat on the ass.
The look you pierced him with was deadly, your cheeks daring to paint witu crimson again. He pretended not to notice and continued.
"I was just helping the commander... to finish." He said it like the most casual thing in the world. Sucrose tilted her head confused, and your eyes fluttered shut as you begged the Anemo Archon for patience.
"Finish... the papers, right?" The girl asked slowly, before she gulped, a sudden blush appearing on her face as well. You were about to strangle the man next to you. Preferably by that stupid thing on his neck.
"Of course. What else?" He just laughed indifferently and offering one final squeeze to your cheek, he passed you two by, heading for the exit.
You held back a tired groan of relief when he finally headed off. This whole encounter costed you more than you'd like to admit. It wasn't particularly regrettable in any sense, but going through it all inside your own office was a gravely wrong idea. You noted that insight for the future.
Just as you already relished into the end of Lohen's teasing, Vice Captain's frivolous tone reached you again.
"Oh, and dear commander, don't forget to play with your dog again sometime! He sure does loveeee the treats you pamper him with." He purred slyly, with a playful smirk splitting his face, before disappearing around the corner, leaving you standing alone with an increasingly confused young alchemist.
You started wondering what in the world went wrong, that he seemed the one more content with the outcome of this after all.
"My lady... Since when do you have a dog?"