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His Heartbeat
~ warnings: mostly fluff, a bit suggestive, mostly making out, pre-fontaine wriothesley, gn! reader
~ a/n: just a little drabble because I just really wanted to write about cuddling with Wriothesley. Ugh he'd be the best cuddler ! I want him to cuddle međ„șâ€ïž tagging @princesschimchim1325 since she loves him too and she helps me with headcanonsđ„°đșâ€ïž
Laying your head on his chest, listening to his calming heartbeat.
During these intimate moments, you two would sometimes talk about your day or random things, but most of the time, just laying together while cuddling in silence is perfect enough.
But when he does talk, hearing the vibrations from his gentle voice through his chest is like music to your ears, especially when he chuckles from a little joke or tease that one of you said.
Sometimes, you would draw invisible shapes into his chest with your fingers or trace his scars. Your fingers slowly running over his scars, sometimes using your nails gently as you go up his arm, the action sending tinkles over his body. Your soft, gentle touch soothing him, making him sleepy.
The times when he would fall asleep first, you would admire his adorable sleeping face trying to restrain yourself from moving to touch his face, not wanting to wake him up. But the times you can't hold yourself back, you would slowly move your hand to his face, faintly tracing his features. His defined jaw, cheekbones, the scar under his eye, and the scars on his neck. He pretends to be asleep and allows you to continue your actions but sometimes, your attention makes him a bit overcome with emotion, making his heart race a little bit faster and become filled with happiness and love for you.
He would open his eyes, meeting your gaze and his breath would get caught in his throat as he saw the expression on your face. The expression gracing your beautiful features was one filled with love, admiration, adoration, desire, fondness, and gentleness.
The connection and intimacy between you two was strong. So strong that most times, neither of you needed to speak any words to express your feelings for one another.
While studying your face, one of his hands moved to tuck your hair behind you ear then moved to gently cradle your cheek. His thumb slowly rubbed your cheek as he searched your eyes. You understood the message his gaze was sending to you. You both leaned your heads closer to one another, meeting for a simple kiss. You both pull away but not too far apart as you stare at one another, flicking between each other's eyes and lips. You meet once again for another kiss, yet this one longer, filled with passion and electricity. It then grew into more kisses, all of them slow and deep as your lips perfectly matched each others pace, as if they were meant for one another.
The position you were in was starting to become a bit uncomfortable and Wriothesley could tell. He moved the two of you into a more comfortable position where you were both on your side. He kept an arm around your waist in order to keep you close while his other hand continued to cradle your cheek. Your hands began on his chest, slowly moving up his body to his neck then to cup his face, then going back down to his chest again.
His hand on your cheek moved to tangle in your hair, pulling your face closer as your tongues danced with one another.
These kisses weren't filled with lust in order to develop into something deeper. Their purpose was to express your love for one another. To say what words could never explain about your feelings.
You both lost track of how long you two went on. Eventually, you both finally pulled away from each other, breathing rapidly, gasping for air. Not wanting things to escalate further, you returned to your original position. Wriothesley on his back with your head on his chest, listening to his racing heartbeat.
With one arm wrapped around your waist, he uses the other to slowly rub it up and down your back.
Both of you finally calming down from your make out session.
His heartbeat returning to a steady pace, being so soothing, causing you to slowly drift to sleep.
Thinking about Neuvillette finally starting a relationship with you and the melusines immediately noticing it,,
The Chief of Justice, although still seemingly appearing as the cold judge from the courtroom - softens his gaze at the sight of flowers, stopping by a merchant who offers them freshly picked.
The melusines quickly catch on; after all, the judge always tended to leave straight to his home after a long day of work. His amethyst-colored eyes scan the plants carefully, ordering a beautiful bouquet. People who pass Neuvillette by think nothing of it - if anything, better not to disturb him - but the tiny creatures observing him from afar can't stop wagging their tails excitedly, noticing a warm smile appearing on his lips.
The melusines notice how quickly the rain stops after trials. Back when the rain poured down until the sun rose the next day, now it takes a few hours less.
The little creatures hide behind corners and observe both of you; they gasp and cover their mouths when they see Neuvillette kissing your hand goodbye, quickly shushing others.
Every single one of them notices that the chiefâs aura glows with happiness; slowly, some people do as well - they greet him with smile, and Neuvillette reciprocates it.
The melusines giggle to themselves when they see you and Neuvillette together, sometimes loud enough for you to turn around and laugh yourself; their cheeks turn rosy, and before they run away - they mutter an apology and storm off to share the news to others.
But when you finally make it official, they SWARM you. They offer to help you with shopping bags, to accompany you to make sure youâre safe, some even offer to do your hair. Small hands wave eagerly when they notice you. They stop by just to cling to your leg and hug it tightly, and you canât help but ruffle their hair. They offer you their most prized possessions - after all, youâre the same to Neuvillette⊠or thatâs how they understand it.
The melusines craft a special ribbon for you, so you and Neuvillette could match.
It seems like they love you just as much and Neuvillette couldnât be happier.