#09 - Maid Outfit
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peach_jelly111Title: The Better To Eat You With, My Dear
Fandom: Zenless Zone Zero
Prompt: Maid Outfit
Summary: Wise is looking to spice things up in his relationship with Von Lycaon after days of being busy with work and unable to see each other or be intimate, so he dons a slutty maid outfit and waits for the wolf to return from a mission in the Hollows perched atop his desk.
Poor Wise, though, gets far more than he bargains for.
Wise is a strategist before anything else, so when his and Von Lycaon's love life suffers because they're both so busy, he needs a plan to spice things up fast.
It starts with a comment Belle makes about Victoria Housekeeping uniforms.
"Don't you think they're kinda scandalous, though?" she asks one afternoon during lunch. "Ellen told me that she hates hers. The skirt is always hiking up into places it doesn't belong and it's not practical for combat situations at all."
Wise shrugs. "They're standard issue, though."
"Hmm...Von Lycaon doesn't seem to mind them," Belle remarks with a hum. "Like, they don't bother him at all."
"Very little does, sis," Wise says with a laugh. "What's your point?"
Belle takes a long sip through her straw. "I was just thinking about how he'd feel differently if it was on someone that, you know, DID make him feel bothered?"
Wise raises both brows at her suggestion.
"Like, say, you?" she hints and waggles her own brows. "You've been wanting to catch him off-guard all desperate and horny, right? Cosplay and roleplaying with HIM as the boss for a change would definitely suit your purposes."
So, here he is.
Garbed in a scanty, sexy little get-up complete with headband, thigh highs, and a short, frilly skirt. He looks like any feminine-presenting agent of Victoria Housekeeping so he secretly hopes that Belle's prediction is indeed true.
"When is he getting back?" he asks himself impatiently and checks his texts again on his flip phone. "Belle said that they left the Hollow almost twenty minutes ago."
He's currently perched atop Lycaon's desk with one leg folded over the other and a feather duster at his side to make it look like he's doing something productive like cleaning the office. The whole scenario feels like a scene straight out of some cheap porno but he could care less if it serves to fluster his big, lovable wolf.
"Should I be cleaning just as he comes in?" he murmurs and picks up the feather duster. "Or maybe I could wait at the door and greet him properly? Just a cute little, "Welcome back, Master!'"
Wise cringes at himself.
"Ooh! Or maybe I could..." He hears voice just outside of the office and he starts to panic. "Shit, shit, shit! What should I --"
The door to the office opens and Wise trips over the feather duster he just dropped, running forward to catch himself and winding up crashing into Von Lycaon instead.
"Wise!" shouts the wolf Thiren as he tries to help him upright and hold him against his chest. He pauses a moment and holds the Proxy out in front to have a better look at his attire. "What on Earth are you...?"
Huffing, Wise calms down and glances up with a flinch. He pulls a handkerchief out of his apron pocket and dabs at hs boyfriend's bloody nose. "Ack! Your nose!"
Lycaon just stares at him with his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open just enough to reveal two sets of sharp teeth. Blood dribbles out of one of his nostrils but he pays it no mind, too focused on the provocative beauty in his arms to notice.
"Um, hello?" Wise snaps his fingers in front of Lycaon's face and the wolf suddenly grasps him by the wrist. "Whoa!"
Lycaon tries to remain calm as he brings Wise's hands down to his sides and he moves to gently grip his shoulders instead.
"What is all this about?"
Wise grins sheepishly and admits, "Trying to fluster you beyond all comprehension because our love life has been kinda lacking lately?"
Breathing heavier than a moment ago, Lycaon can feel his surroundings heating up and his uniform growing tighter around his groin. The fact that his mate would go THIS far just to offer himself up as some kind of horny sacrifice for his voracious appetite in order to deepen their bond touches him.
"So, how about some on-the-job training for your new agent?" Wise asks, trying to get the ball rolling as he lays his hands palms-down against the lapels of Lycaon's vest. "Whatever you wish for me to do, boss. I wanna be the best employee that I can be."
Lycaon backs him up against the desk and asks, "Are you certain about this? Once I get started, I --"
Wise kisses him and silences any further doubts, pulling back with a smile.
"Yes, I'm sure."
Straightening up, Lycaon coughs to clear his throat and tips Wise's face up by his chin.
"We will start by inspecting your uniform, then."
A shiver runs up Wise's spine as his wolf sizes him up and his eyes linger in all the places considered indecent, that little window just above his pecs, the ruffles at his sleeves, his skirt hem, and the exposed swathe of skin just between his skirt hem and thigh highs.
"Are you wearing a garter belt?" Lycaon asks and snaps back one of his thigh highs against hsi skin, prompting a squeak. "Hmm..."
Wise tries his damndest not to squirm as Lycaon drops to one knee in front of him to investigate further, touching his legs. His furry paws roam all over them and caress him around his calves and knees, all the areas he loves having touched during sex. He finally gets to the issue at hand and wriggles a finger into the band of one thigh high to rim around Wise's leg.
"A-Ahh..."
"Seems secure enough," Lycaon murmurs, but before he gets up, he notices something white and lacy flash him as he goes to pull his finger out of Wise's thigh high, the skirt lifting just a bit. "Get up on the desk."
Excited, Wise obeys without question and hops up onto his desk.
"You've certainly impressed with your obedience. Such a fast learner," Lycaon praises him with a smile. "Being that you have no combat prowess, however, are you prepared to serve the company in other capacities?"
Wise wags his finger and Lycaon slams onto the desk above him, hand on either side of the Proxy to effectively trap him.
"Absolutely, sir," Wise purrs and wraps his arms around his wolf's sturdy neck. "Whatever, whenever, and wherever. I'm ready."
Lycaon's majestic tail swishes behind him with equal enthusiasm and he can no longer hold back as he lets Wise kiss him at last. He is careful not to nip at Wise's tongue like the last time they got together and Wise is grateful for it, opening his mouth wide when Lycaon pushes against it with his own tongue.
"Mm..." Wise whimpers into their caress and busies the hand not gripping the scruff at Lycaon's neck for dear life with undoing the buttons on his vest. One of his mate's huge hands stray from the desk and suddenly grab his ass, causing him to jerk in place. "Mmph!"
Humming, Lycaon doesn't let up on his affections and continues to smother Wise with licks and kisses. He moves the Proxy's leg to circle around his waist to bring them closer together and he strokes the skin just above his thigh high, so soft it is. He moves his other hand to hold Wise at the small of his back and arch him off the desk a little, deepening their kiss.
"Haa!" Wise gasps for air as they finally part but lycaon doesn't stop to breathe. He pulls Wise closer and dives right into his neck, nuzzling and nipping at him. "A-Ahh, Ly...Lycaon!"
The art of marking is lost on most humans, Wise has come to discover, and no one marks quite possessively as his wolf. Hot tears spring from his eyes as those fangs sink into his skin and leave pretty bruises that bloom in their wake, all hues of blue and purple along his milky skin.
Of course, Lycaon is always sweet enough to lick the bruises and kiss them apologetically afterwards, too.
"You little minx," breathes the wolf Thiren into the Adam's apple of his neck as it bobs up and down with his breathing. "Tempting me like this."
Wise smiles breathlessly at him. "If you think the dress is cute then wait 'til you see what's under it."
Lycaon shudders and stammers, "I-I think I caught a glimpse of it while inspecting your uniform for irregularities. Are they what I think they are?"
"One way to find out," Wise says while wrapping his arms around the wolf's neck and leaning forward to kiss the tip of his nose. "Go ahead, big guy. I don't mind."
Stepping back a little, Lycaon lifts Wise's frilly skirt and petticoats beneath to confirm that he did indeed see a pair of lacy, white panties just a few minutes prior. A small cutout of a heart rests just below the band with a ribbon at it center and he reaches down to hook his finger through it, stroking the skin there as well.
"Ohh," Wise mewls and jerks in his hand. "T-That felt nice."
"It smells even nicer," Lycaon murmurs and pushes Wise onto his back completely so that be can dip lower, face disappearing between the Proxy's thighs. He pushes his snout against the panties and inhales sharply, practically tasting the pheromones given off by his human. "Gracious."
As Lycaon continues to rub his muzzle all up and down the short length of Wise's panties, the poor Proxy can only twist helplessly in his strong grip and whine for more. He wraps both legs around Lycaon's head and encourages him to keep going.
When the wolf Thiren employs his tongue, Wise almost blacks out from the sudden wave of pleasure that comes crashing over him.
By the time Lycaon pulls his face away, Wise is a shivering mess and his panties are dripping with saliva and pre-cum. Lycaon pulls them up over his thighs and down his legs, bringing them to his muzzle for one last scenting. He grunts and tosses them over his shoulder, staring Wise down with a predatory gleam in his red eyes.
"What a disgraceful display," Lycaon gently bullies him with a smile and squeezes his drippy cock in his huge hand just enough to coax a whimper out of Wise. "Any agent of Victoria Housekeeping would be able to hold their own in such a situation and you're just a helpless pup, completely at my mercy."
Wise pants, "M-Maybe I need to be house-broken, then?"
"Quite," Lycaon agrees and smirks, a far cry from his flustered state a few moments ago now that he's all riled up. "Being that you're such a dutiful employee, though, I assume you came prepared for said training?"
Patting the pocket of his apron, Wise fumbles around for the tube of lube that fell out and he holds it out to Lycaon with a weary smile.
"Good boy," praises the wolf Thiren yet again and he chuckles at how Wise's cock bobs at the remark. "I'm thankful you are so easy to please, my dear."
Wise has no complaints as his 'boss' slicks his furry fingers up and presses gently against his hole. He can feel himself twitch in anticipation and a low whine falls from his gaping mouth as Lycaon slowly enters him. He throws his head back and clenches his teeth, trying not to wiggle too much.
"Doing so well," continues Lycaon with his praise as he starts to move his finger within Wise. "Relax, yes. Just like that."
The way Wise's abdomen heaves with his breath is just adorable and Lycaon can't resist leaning down while fingering the Proxy to lick a stripe up along his skin. There's some give because Wise isn't a combatant but he does work out on the daily so the muscle feels nice beneath Lycaon's tongue as he caresses the boy's stomach.
"Mmnnahh!" Wise moans and arches his back off the desk. "O-Ohh, God..."
Lycaon stops just short of giving his Proxy that sweet release and takes his fingers from Wise's body as well. As bereft as Wise looks and feels, he knows that the best is yet to come as Lycaon starts to unbutton more of his vest and takes his tie off.
"N-No condom," Wise says and pants for breath. "No pulling out, either."
Shaken, Lycaon freezes in place and gapes down at him. "You shouldn't joke at a time like this."
Wise smirks at him in spite of how weak with desire he is. "Good because I DON'T joke at times like these. I meant every word."
Lycaon's mouth quivers along with his aching cock.
"Come here," Wise says softly and lifts his arms. "You can give it to me rough. I can take it."
Leaning down onto the desk once more, Lycaon kisses his mate again. Their tongues dance and he can feel Wise trying to unbutton his trousers, so he helps by guiding his hand and getting the zipper himself. The bulge in his boxers is almost painful by now, and when Wise reaches in to tug his underwear down past his balls, Lycaon gasps as the cold air hits him.
"I love you," Lycaon whispers into his ear and licks behind it to make him shiver. "I love you so, so very much."
Wise kisses the corner of his mouth and squirts some lube onto Lycaon's cock to slick him up. They continue to kiss and lick all over each other as he gives the wolf's cock a few pumps with his hand, feeling little drops of pre-cum dribble over his fingers to indicate that they're both ready now.
"Go ahead," Wise tells him. "It's okay."
Lycaon is always careful when penetrating his mate because he's so much larger than Wise and the last thing he wants is to hurt him. The head of his cock pushes against Wise's hole and the boy swallows it up greedily with a wet squelch.
"H-Haa..." Wise sighs and wraps his arms around Lycaon's neck, ready for a rough ride. "K-Keep going, please."
Relishing the warmth and the way Wise constricts around his cock, Lycaon starts with little rolls of his hips to sink himself further inside. He groans low and heavy into Wise's ear and he bends over him, thrusting gently until he's balls deep in his human.
"I am suddenly grateful..." he pants and smiles at Wise. "...that this room is soundproof."
Originally meant for the privacy of Victoria Housekeeping's clientele, Wise and his mate have proven it far more useful for other things.
"Ugh!" Wise chokes back a sob and quivers with the first thrust. "L-Lycaon..."
His wolf just grunts at him and grabs him by the hips, standing upright to jerk his body back and forth against him. He slides in and out so easily that it hardly feels as if they've missed a day of sex at all.
And Wise is so soft and warm all around him.
"Hnngh..." he growls and hooks one of Wise's legs around him. "O-Other one, too."
Wise lifts his shaky leg and does as he's told, crying out as he is rewarded with a thrust right into his sweet spot. Stars dazzle his vision and he tosses his head back, biting his lip and sobbing through the pleasure that stings his senses. Above him, Lycaon waits while he adjusts and then resumes snapping his hips forward into Wise's ass.
"Ohh!" Wise moans and trembles in Lycaon's grasp, scrambling back against the desk to scatter papers everywhere. "S-Slow down!"
Lycaon is in a trance as he indulges in Wise's slender, lithe body and chases after their pleasure. Wise writhes beneath him and he drinks in the heady intoxication of his mate's flushed face. It's downright sexy the way he squeezes his pretty eyes shut and opens his mouth to cry but no sound escapes him. He's so helpless.
"Argh!" Lycaon hisses and changes his angel a bit, turning Wise's body on the desk to match his wild, frantic thrusts. "Nngh...You feel so, so good..."
Wise is long past surrender and it shows as he flops back onto the desk to let Lycaon do the rest of the work, unable to hold onto him any longer. His body rocks with the tremors and he's so close that his stomach tightens up from inside.
"Haa..." he breathes and focuses his hazy vision by squinting up at his wolf. "Oh, Lycaon..."
"Y-Yes, my love," grunts the butler with a reassuring smile in spite of his rough, devilish actions. "Not much...longer."
Again and again and again Wise feels his prostate being hit. The pressure build tantamount to a supernova inside of him until he feels the heat explode between them.
With a half-sob and a cry, he cums all over his skirt and the front of Lycaon's pants.
His wolf doesn't slow down, though, and fucks him right through his orgasm. That selfsame pressure gathers at his groin and feeling Wise clench around him a moment earlier as he came drives him to completion at last, the knot welling up inside of Wise.
"A-Ahh..." Wise whimpers and wiggles as hot cum fills him up, toes curling at the sensation. "H-Hey! Don't...Nngh!"
Lycaon grunts as he continues spilling his seed deep inside Wise and he jerks his human to completion yet again, huffing as the boy cums all over his hand. He collapses onto the desk but catches himself with his free hand so as not to crush his mate.
"Are you..." he breathes heavily. "Are you all right?"
Wise takes a moment to catch his breath and nods weakly, his frilly headband finally falling off. "I-I'm okay. What about you?"
Lycaon feels the knot recede and he pulls out of his mate gently, cum spurting out of Wise's gaping hole and onto the floor. Having seen the same sight countless times before, one wouldn't think him as shy as he is when he blushes like mad at it. He places a hand over Wise's belly and encourages him to push some more of it out. Little dribbles run down the desk and splatter the floor.
"I am fine," Lycaon reassures him and lifts him gingerly off the desk. "You, however, need to rest while I see to the clean-up. No protests, either. I won't hear it."
Wise sighs. "Whew. No complaints here. I'm beat."
"You performed admirably, though," Lycaon says with a smile and he leans down to receive a kiss from his Proxy. "As always."
Shrugging, his human smiles back at him and adds, "Yeah, but you did most of the work. All I did was encourage you."
"You have been and will ever remain the source of my confidence. Thank you," Lycaon whispers and strokes his cheek, adoring him. "Will you permit me to clean you and the room up now? It wouldn't do to leave it in such a state."
Wise shakes his head and his grin widens. "Only if you kiss me one more time."
Chuckling, Lycaon gets on his knees and kneels by the sofa to lean over Wise for another kiss.
Fandom: Zenless Zone Zero
Prompt: Maid Outfit
Summary: Wise is looking to spice things up in his relationship with Von Lycaon after days of being busy with work and unable to see each other or be intimate, so he dons a slutty maid outfit and waits for the wolf to return from a mission in the Hollows perched atop his desk.
Poor Wise, though, gets far more than he bargains for.
Wise is a strategist before anything else, so when his and Von Lycaon's love life suffers because they're both so busy, he needs a plan to spice things up fast.
It starts with a comment Belle makes about Victoria Housekeeping uniforms.
"Don't you think they're kinda scandalous, though?" she asks one afternoon during lunch. "Ellen told me that she hates hers. The skirt is always hiking up into places it doesn't belong and it's not practical for combat situations at all."
Wise shrugs. "They're standard issue, though."
"Hmm...Von Lycaon doesn't seem to mind them," Belle remarks with a hum. "Like, they don't bother him at all."
"Very little does, sis," Wise says with a laugh. "What's your point?"
Belle takes a long sip through her straw. "I was just thinking about how he'd feel differently if it was on someone that, you know, DID make him feel bothered?"
Wise raises both brows at her suggestion.
"Like, say, you?" she hints and waggles her own brows. "You've been wanting to catch him off-guard all desperate and horny, right? Cosplay and roleplaying with HIM as the boss for a change would definitely suit your purposes."
So, here he is.
Garbed in a scanty, sexy little get-up complete with headband, thigh highs, and a short, frilly skirt. He looks like any feminine-presenting agent of Victoria Housekeeping so he secretly hopes that Belle's prediction is indeed true.
"When is he getting back?" he asks himself impatiently and checks his texts again on his flip phone. "Belle said that they left the Hollow almost twenty minutes ago."
He's currently perched atop Lycaon's desk with one leg folded over the other and a feather duster at his side to make it look like he's doing something productive like cleaning the office. The whole scenario feels like a scene straight out of some cheap porno but he could care less if it serves to fluster his big, lovable wolf.
"Should I be cleaning just as he comes in?" he murmurs and picks up the feather duster. "Or maybe I could wait at the door and greet him properly? Just a cute little, "Welcome back, Master!'"
Wise cringes at himself.
"Ooh! Or maybe I could..." He hears voice just outside of the office and he starts to panic. "Shit, shit, shit! What should I --"
The door to the office opens and Wise trips over the feather duster he just dropped, running forward to catch himself and winding up crashing into Von Lycaon instead.
"Wise!" shouts the wolf Thiren as he tries to help him upright and hold him against his chest. He pauses a moment and holds the Proxy out in front to have a better look at his attire. "What on Earth are you...?"
Huffing, Wise calms down and glances up with a flinch. He pulls a handkerchief out of his apron pocket and dabs at hs boyfriend's bloody nose. "Ack! Your nose!"
Lycaon just stares at him with his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open just enough to reveal two sets of sharp teeth. Blood dribbles out of one of his nostrils but he pays it no mind, too focused on the provocative beauty in his arms to notice.
"Um, hello?" Wise snaps his fingers in front of Lycaon's face and the wolf suddenly grasps him by the wrist. "Whoa!"
Lycaon tries to remain calm as he brings Wise's hands down to his sides and he moves to gently grip his shoulders instead.
"What is all this about?"
Wise grins sheepishly and admits, "Trying to fluster you beyond all comprehension because our love life has been kinda lacking lately?"
Breathing heavier than a moment ago, Lycaon can feel his surroundings heating up and his uniform growing tighter around his groin. The fact that his mate would go THIS far just to offer himself up as some kind of horny sacrifice for his voracious appetite in order to deepen their bond touches him.
"So, how about some on-the-job training for your new agent?" Wise asks, trying to get the ball rolling as he lays his hands palms-down against the lapels of Lycaon's vest. "Whatever you wish for me to do, boss. I wanna be the best employee that I can be."
Lycaon backs him up against the desk and asks, "Are you certain about this? Once I get started, I --"
Wise kisses him and silences any further doubts, pulling back with a smile.
"Yes, I'm sure."
Straightening up, Lycaon coughs to clear his throat and tips Wise's face up by his chin.
"We will start by inspecting your uniform, then."
A shiver runs up Wise's spine as his wolf sizes him up and his eyes linger in all the places considered indecent, that little window just above his pecs, the ruffles at his sleeves, his skirt hem, and the exposed swathe of skin just between his skirt hem and thigh highs.
"Are you wearing a garter belt?" Lycaon asks and snaps back one of his thigh highs against hsi skin, prompting a squeak. "Hmm..."
Wise tries his damndest not to squirm as Lycaon drops to one knee in front of him to investigate further, touching his legs. His furry paws roam all over them and caress him around his calves and knees, all the areas he loves having touched during sex. He finally gets to the issue at hand and wriggles a finger into the band of one thigh high to rim around Wise's leg.
"A-Ahh..."
"Seems secure enough," Lycaon murmurs, but before he gets up, he notices something white and lacy flash him as he goes to pull his finger out of Wise's thigh high, the skirt lifting just a bit. "Get up on the desk."
Excited, Wise obeys without question and hops up onto his desk.
"You've certainly impressed with your obedience. Such a fast learner," Lycaon praises him with a smile. "Being that you have no combat prowess, however, are you prepared to serve the company in other capacities?"
Wise wags his finger and Lycaon slams onto the desk above him, hand on either side of the Proxy to effectively trap him.
"Absolutely, sir," Wise purrs and wraps his arms around his wolf's sturdy neck. "Whatever, whenever, and wherever. I'm ready."
Lycaon's majestic tail swishes behind him with equal enthusiasm and he can no longer hold back as he lets Wise kiss him at last. He is careful not to nip at Wise's tongue like the last time they got together and Wise is grateful for it, opening his mouth wide when Lycaon pushes against it with his own tongue.
"Mm..." Wise whimpers into their caress and busies the hand not gripping the scruff at Lycaon's neck for dear life with undoing the buttons on his vest. One of his mate's huge hands stray from the desk and suddenly grab his ass, causing him to jerk in place. "Mmph!"
Humming, Lycaon doesn't let up on his affections and continues to smother Wise with licks and kisses. He moves the Proxy's leg to circle around his waist to bring them closer together and he strokes the skin just above his thigh high, so soft it is. He moves his other hand to hold Wise at the small of his back and arch him off the desk a little, deepening their kiss.
"Haa!" Wise gasps for air as they finally part but lycaon doesn't stop to breathe. He pulls Wise closer and dives right into his neck, nuzzling and nipping at him. "A-Ahh, Ly...Lycaon!"
The art of marking is lost on most humans, Wise has come to discover, and no one marks quite possessively as his wolf. Hot tears spring from his eyes as those fangs sink into his skin and leave pretty bruises that bloom in their wake, all hues of blue and purple along his milky skin.
Of course, Lycaon is always sweet enough to lick the bruises and kiss them apologetically afterwards, too.
"You little minx," breathes the wolf Thiren into the Adam's apple of his neck as it bobs up and down with his breathing. "Tempting me like this."
Wise smiles breathlessly at him. "If you think the dress is cute then wait 'til you see what's under it."
Lycaon shudders and stammers, "I-I think I caught a glimpse of it while inspecting your uniform for irregularities. Are they what I think they are?"
"One way to find out," Wise says while wrapping his arms around the wolf's neck and leaning forward to kiss the tip of his nose. "Go ahead, big guy. I don't mind."
Stepping back a little, Lycaon lifts Wise's frilly skirt and petticoats beneath to confirm that he did indeed see a pair of lacy, white panties just a few minutes prior. A small cutout of a heart rests just below the band with a ribbon at it center and he reaches down to hook his finger through it, stroking the skin there as well.
"Ohh," Wise mewls and jerks in his hand. "T-That felt nice."
"It smells even nicer," Lycaon murmurs and pushes Wise onto his back completely so that be can dip lower, face disappearing between the Proxy's thighs. He pushes his snout against the panties and inhales sharply, practically tasting the pheromones given off by his human. "Gracious."
As Lycaon continues to rub his muzzle all up and down the short length of Wise's panties, the poor Proxy can only twist helplessly in his strong grip and whine for more. He wraps both legs around Lycaon's head and encourages him to keep going.
When the wolf Thiren employs his tongue, Wise almost blacks out from the sudden wave of pleasure that comes crashing over him.
By the time Lycaon pulls his face away, Wise is a shivering mess and his panties are dripping with saliva and pre-cum. Lycaon pulls them up over his thighs and down his legs, bringing them to his muzzle for one last scenting. He grunts and tosses them over his shoulder, staring Wise down with a predatory gleam in his red eyes.
"What a disgraceful display," Lycaon gently bullies him with a smile and squeezes his drippy cock in his huge hand just enough to coax a whimper out of Wise. "Any agent of Victoria Housekeeping would be able to hold their own in such a situation and you're just a helpless pup, completely at my mercy."
Wise pants, "M-Maybe I need to be house-broken, then?"
"Quite," Lycaon agrees and smirks, a far cry from his flustered state a few moments ago now that he's all riled up. "Being that you're such a dutiful employee, though, I assume you came prepared for said training?"
Patting the pocket of his apron, Wise fumbles around for the tube of lube that fell out and he holds it out to Lycaon with a weary smile.
"Good boy," praises the wolf Thiren yet again and he chuckles at how Wise's cock bobs at the remark. "I'm thankful you are so easy to please, my dear."
Wise has no complaints as his 'boss' slicks his furry fingers up and presses gently against his hole. He can feel himself twitch in anticipation and a low whine falls from his gaping mouth as Lycaon slowly enters him. He throws his head back and clenches his teeth, trying not to wiggle too much.
"Doing so well," continues Lycaon with his praise as he starts to move his finger within Wise. "Relax, yes. Just like that."
The way Wise's abdomen heaves with his breath is just adorable and Lycaon can't resist leaning down while fingering the Proxy to lick a stripe up along his skin. There's some give because Wise isn't a combatant but he does work out on the daily so the muscle feels nice beneath Lycaon's tongue as he caresses the boy's stomach.
"Mmnnahh!" Wise moans and arches his back off the desk. "O-Ohh, God..."
Lycaon stops just short of giving his Proxy that sweet release and takes his fingers from Wise's body as well. As bereft as Wise looks and feels, he knows that the best is yet to come as Lycaon starts to unbutton more of his vest and takes his tie off.
"N-No condom," Wise says and pants for breath. "No pulling out, either."
Shaken, Lycaon freezes in place and gapes down at him. "You shouldn't joke at a time like this."
Wise smirks at him in spite of how weak with desire he is. "Good because I DON'T joke at times like these. I meant every word."
Lycaon's mouth quivers along with his aching cock.
"Come here," Wise says softly and lifts his arms. "You can give it to me rough. I can take it."
Leaning down onto the desk once more, Lycaon kisses his mate again. Their tongues dance and he can feel Wise trying to unbutton his trousers, so he helps by guiding his hand and getting the zipper himself. The bulge in his boxers is almost painful by now, and when Wise reaches in to tug his underwear down past his balls, Lycaon gasps as the cold air hits him.
"I love you," Lycaon whispers into his ear and licks behind it to make him shiver. "I love you so, so very much."
Wise kisses the corner of his mouth and squirts some lube onto Lycaon's cock to slick him up. They continue to kiss and lick all over each other as he gives the wolf's cock a few pumps with his hand, feeling little drops of pre-cum dribble over his fingers to indicate that they're both ready now.
"Go ahead," Wise tells him. "It's okay."
Lycaon is always careful when penetrating his mate because he's so much larger than Wise and the last thing he wants is to hurt him. The head of his cock pushes against Wise's hole and the boy swallows it up greedily with a wet squelch.
"H-Haa..." Wise sighs and wraps his arms around Lycaon's neck, ready for a rough ride. "K-Keep going, please."
Relishing the warmth and the way Wise constricts around his cock, Lycaon starts with little rolls of his hips to sink himself further inside. He groans low and heavy into Wise's ear and he bends over him, thrusting gently until he's balls deep in his human.
"I am suddenly grateful..." he pants and smiles at Wise. "...that this room is soundproof."
Originally meant for the privacy of Victoria Housekeeping's clientele, Wise and his mate have proven it far more useful for other things.
"Ugh!" Wise chokes back a sob and quivers with the first thrust. "L-Lycaon..."
His wolf just grunts at him and grabs him by the hips, standing upright to jerk his body back and forth against him. He slides in and out so easily that it hardly feels as if they've missed a day of sex at all.
And Wise is so soft and warm all around him.
"Hnngh..." he growls and hooks one of Wise's legs around him. "O-Other one, too."
Wise lifts his shaky leg and does as he's told, crying out as he is rewarded with a thrust right into his sweet spot. Stars dazzle his vision and he tosses his head back, biting his lip and sobbing through the pleasure that stings his senses. Above him, Lycaon waits while he adjusts and then resumes snapping his hips forward into Wise's ass.
"Ohh!" Wise moans and trembles in Lycaon's grasp, scrambling back against the desk to scatter papers everywhere. "S-Slow down!"
Lycaon is in a trance as he indulges in Wise's slender, lithe body and chases after their pleasure. Wise writhes beneath him and he drinks in the heady intoxication of his mate's flushed face. It's downright sexy the way he squeezes his pretty eyes shut and opens his mouth to cry but no sound escapes him. He's so helpless.
"Argh!" Lycaon hisses and changes his angel a bit, turning Wise's body on the desk to match his wild, frantic thrusts. "Nngh...You feel so, so good..."
Wise is long past surrender and it shows as he flops back onto the desk to let Lycaon do the rest of the work, unable to hold onto him any longer. His body rocks with the tremors and he's so close that his stomach tightens up from inside.
"Haa..." he breathes and focuses his hazy vision by squinting up at his wolf. "Oh, Lycaon..."
"Y-Yes, my love," grunts the butler with a reassuring smile in spite of his rough, devilish actions. "Not much...longer."
Again and again and again Wise feels his prostate being hit. The pressure build tantamount to a supernova inside of him until he feels the heat explode between them.
With a half-sob and a cry, he cums all over his skirt and the front of Lycaon's pants.
His wolf doesn't slow down, though, and fucks him right through his orgasm. That selfsame pressure gathers at his groin and feeling Wise clench around him a moment earlier as he came drives him to completion at last, the knot welling up inside of Wise.
"A-Ahh..." Wise whimpers and wiggles as hot cum fills him up, toes curling at the sensation. "H-Hey! Don't...Nngh!"
Lycaon grunts as he continues spilling his seed deep inside Wise and he jerks his human to completion yet again, huffing as the boy cums all over his hand. He collapses onto the desk but catches himself with his free hand so as not to crush his mate.
"Are you..." he breathes heavily. "Are you all right?"
Wise takes a moment to catch his breath and nods weakly, his frilly headband finally falling off. "I-I'm okay. What about you?"
Lycaon feels the knot recede and he pulls out of his mate gently, cum spurting out of Wise's gaping hole and onto the floor. Having seen the same sight countless times before, one wouldn't think him as shy as he is when he blushes like mad at it. He places a hand over Wise's belly and encourages him to push some more of it out. Little dribbles run down the desk and splatter the floor.
"I am fine," Lycaon reassures him and lifts him gingerly off the desk. "You, however, need to rest while I see to the clean-up. No protests, either. I won't hear it."
Wise sighs. "Whew. No complaints here. I'm beat."
"You performed admirably, though," Lycaon says with a smile and he leans down to receive a kiss from his Proxy. "As always."
Shrugging, his human smiles back at him and adds, "Yeah, but you did most of the work. All I did was encourage you."
"You have been and will ever remain the source of my confidence. Thank you," Lycaon whispers and strokes his cheek, adoring him. "Will you permit me to clean you and the room up now? It wouldn't do to leave it in such a state."
Wise shakes his head and his grin widens. "Only if you kiss me one more time."
Chuckling, Lycaon gets on his knees and kneels by the sofa to lean over Wise for another kiss.
