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[crowned-by-thorns]

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[wolfishly-charming]

This was incredibly stupid for someone who prides himself on being really hard to catch. It was supposed to be a quick mission yet his condition got the best of him. Too many hectic days lately, he forgot to snack between jobs and he fainted like a damn idiot in the middle of a lab he was supposed to steal data from.

Before he fully collapsed he managed to press on the beacon coin and send a distress signal out. Little did he know his sister was accompanied by his former business partner (& current boyfriend) when it was sent out. He honestly hopes Vivian won't have to get in danger because of him, it's not worth the trouble.

When he wakes up he's tied to a chair in a very familiar position, but just a different place. The way he feels is familiar too which makes him curse under his breath.

Out in the corner he also spots a familiar presence.

"Well, well, well looks like we meet again other me. I thought you were already well adjusted enough to not have to see me anymore, yet here you are. Making trouble for people who care about you again aren't you hmmm?"

Lycaon was just on his way back from the Video Store, where he was helping the proxies with some errands. He didn't expect that Miss Vivian would also be there, but at the same time he wasn't very surprised, knowing of the girl's infatuation with Lord Phaeton. The atmosphere between them was still a bit awkward, but at least she didn't seem opposed to the relationship he had with her brother...

Before he even managed to make any small talk, though, something unexpected happened. Miss Vivian suddenly took out a small device, which looked like an elegant brooch with a purple gem. It was vibrating softly and that couldn't have been good, judging by the sheer horror on her face. Upon opening the brooch, they saw some coordinates on a small screen inside.

As she explained, it was a distress signal, and Hugo never sent those. Usually he would push through hell and still wouldn't ask for help, meaning this time it must have been dire. Lycaon tried to keep his calm, not to make the young lady even more paniced than she already was... but deep inside his instincts told him to run as fast as he could to save his partner.

That wouldn't do, though, they needed a plan. So first, they checked the coordinates with a map. "Shit," the wolf muttered under his breath, a clear signal he was losing his cool. "Ah, pardon me," he apologized quickly, putting his mask of elegance back on, "it is just that... I know of this place. It is a government research facility, that is currently under the Mayor's investigation. There is a strong suspicion of illegal experiments being done on people." The thiren bit his lip, looking both worried and angry. If they dare touch his Hugo... he will rip their throats out and hang them at the gates... no, no, no, this wasn't a good time to go wild. This was a delicate situation. He needed to go to Mr Mayflower, get the floor plans for the facility, then get clearance to infiltrate it and get to his boyfriend asap. If he just tried to break in without any preparation, he could make it worse.

"Miss Vivian, please, leave this matter to me. I will save him no matter what," he promised with determination. "It would be best, if you and Robin could stay on the outside and monitor the situation in case something goes wrong." He knew that if anything happened to his little sister, Hugo would personally pluck every little bit of fur from his tail. This was a dangerous situation and it's better if he deals with it himself. Now, to the Mayor...

[crowned-by-thorns]

While the initial reaction was quite fun to witness the damn wolf brought up the big guns aka the wet dog look.

"Stop it! I'm not going to fall for your adorable manipulation tactics this time just because you're embarrassed about having a wet dream." Despite the protests his ears were twitching as he looked away trying not to fall into the very obvious trap his boyfriend laid out to him.

"You either let me do something about that morning wood of yours or you wear a dress as punishment for tempting me before I get the ok from the medical analysis. Hmph bet that if i didn't wake you up you might have even came in your sleep."

He's being a bit dramatic just for the sake of it. In reality he's very grateful for his boyfriend and only a bit sad he can't show the man just how much he appreciates him. Really it's not about being horny but rather wanting his lover as close as possible. Newly reawakened feelings are making him feel more intensely.

[wolfishly-charming]

Ah. He was this close to succeeding with the wet puppy look. But his boyfriend was stronger than he hoped. Fine.

Technically, he could let Hugo do something about his boner. A little hand job wouldn't overexert him for sure... the problem was, that the wolf knew that if they started, they wouldn't be able to stop themselves from doing more. He couldn't risk that. He needed to be the responsible one here and hold his ground.

"Alright. I will wear the dress, if that is what you want," he agreed easily. He wasn't really sure what the big deal was. Dresses like miss Rina's seemed to be quite comfortable to walk in anyway. Sure, he could have continued to plead his case, since it really wasn't his fault what he dreamed of, but he didn't want the little bat to work himself up for no reason. Besides, he really felt like pampering and spoiling his prince today, so he was ready to agree to more than just that.

"I will be your maid and do what you ask of me," he murmured, leaning his face closer in to his partner's, "so please, don't be mad at me anymore?" He placed a few soft kisses on Hugo's cheek. He was almost sure that the little fiend wasn't actually mad at him at all, but it couldn't hurt to show some remorse, now could it? He poked Hugo's cheek with his snout. "I will be your obedient puppy for the day, master," he whispered, quite seductively.

Once his boyfriend finally looked at him again, he placed a sweet kiss on his lips and then lifted himself up, ready to get out of bed. "I will wash myself up first," he announced, omitting the part, where he will have to deal with his unruly cock in the bathroom, to make it go down, "then I can put on that maid apron and make you breakfast. How does that sound?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

"I'm not actually mad at you, if anything I'm mad we can't do activities that imply us being very close to each other. I'm feeling quite clingy you know?" He mumbles and pouts a little bit.

Ah, his little plea didn't work either but hey, the wolf will wear a maid dress which will be delightful to see.

"The first order is to speak less to me as you speak with a client, don't call me master ugh I don't like the sound of that. Call me a pet name or something, it will feel more personal to us and less like you're playing another role."

After that he didn't let Lycaon escape towards a cold shower just yet, he caught his hand and gave him a few more kisses.

"Don't take too long ok? I'll get lonely~"

[wolfishly-charming]

"As you wish, my little bat," he quickly corrected himself. Hmm, no, this one didn't quite fit in this situation. "My sweet prince...?" he tried. This was a little better, but he wasn't sure if Hugo liked it. Did it sound too official? He cocked his head and looked at the blonde as if he was waiting for an opinion.

"I won't take long," he promised, gladly staying a bit longer for the kisses. He was happy that his partner felt so clingy. It was honestly very cute. And he wasn't being called a stupid mutt, which was a nice improvement. "...I want to be called a pet name, too," he demanded suddenly, his tail wagging like stupid.

So what if they can't have sex for a little while? There were other forms of intimacy still available to them, such as cuddling and kissing and having sweet little talks. With occasional bickering, as they liked best, of course. He could also make his boyfriend something nice for breakfast and maybe even spoon feed him, if he is allowed. The day ahead of them sounded so nice, that for a bit he's completely forgotten about the bracelet on his wrist and about his suspension from work.

He kissed Hugo a few more times, then made another attempt at going to the bathroom.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Hmmm? I don't know if I fully vibe with being called a prince. Use it a little bit more and I see how i feel about it," he explains to the wolf.

"Oh? I'll time you~ I'm curious about how much it will take for you to finish yourself off at the thought of me in the shower." He doesn't mention he already knows the thiren's shower routine. After all that's what allowed him to steal some of his shirts so discretely. Speaking about Lycaon's shirts perhaps he should change into one.

"Isn't dear puppy enough? Perhaps I should call you beloved moonlight again?"

The day will surely pass quickly enough and he's sure the results will be in his favor. He already feels much better than before being kidnapped. Allowing himself this domestic bliss also puts him into a great mood. That and the knowledge that the wolf betrayed his orders for him, gosh he didn't think it was possible anymore.

[wolfishly-charming]

"Alright. Just tell me, if you want me to stop," he agreed. Well, since he was the fluffy knight, a prince only sounded right for Hugo. He could go for king, but that didn't quite fit for a pet name. Of course, it's not that he didn't already have a bunch of other pet names for his boyfriend, but he sort of collected them like trading cards. He wanted to have the right one for every occassion, and right now, since he wanted to pamper and spoil the blonde man, a prince treatment seemed to make most sense to him.

The wolf's face heated up again, as he cleared his throat. "I will deal with it most efficiently," he informed stiffly. Honestly, when thinking about Hugo, he was certain he could come almost immediately. The thought of the man checking that on a watch, stressed him out, though.

Lycaon's tail kept wagging with joy. The pet names talk was a neat distraction from the earlier topic of the things he was going to do in the shower. "I like both," he said. "Use them more." Ah, he felt sort of bad making demands, but hey. He saved Hugo's life, didn't he? And he was suffering the consequences of this action, too. It seemed kind of justified to be a little bit selfish in turn. He thought for a bit and made another demand. "And the m-word is prohibited," he announced, unsure if he was pushing his luck a bit with this one. The little fiend would always find a way to insult him anyway. Didn't have to call him a mutt, though. He probably deserved that much as a reward.

Leaving a few more small kisses on Hugo's face, he finally got out of the bed and marched into the bathroom awkwardly. Why wasn't it going down...!

[crowned-by-thorns]

"You know I will! Now go and wash away your shame my dear puppy~"

The way Lycaon's tail stopped briefly only to start wagging again with even more vigor was terribly amusing.

He gasped at the mention of not using mut, that's more like a pet name now rather than an insult.

Fine he'll just have to use hellhound instead. It's only fair if his boyfriend calls him a little fiend.

"Fine, i'll agree because you have been a very good boy and defied authority for my sake."

As soon as the thiren is out of the room he goes straight for the wardrobe and searches for a suitable shirt to wear.

[wolfishly-charming]

Washing away the sins took Lycaon longer than he expected. Just thinking about how his dream could have ended, had it not been interrupted, was enough to let him finish himself off really quickly. But then he remembered how eager his own, real life Hugo was, craving his closeness and intimacy, also calling him a good boy and all that... before he knew, he got hard again.

That was quite embarrassing.

It took reciting the Mayor's borig speeches from memory under a cold shower for quite a while, before he calmed himself down enough to be able to return to the room. After that was finally taken care of, he finished the showering real quick, dried himself in a rush and walked out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. He forgot to take any fresh clothes or even undrwear with him, but it mattered not, since he was supposed to change into a maid costume anyway, as promised.

Oh, but his boyfriend... of course he had to tease the thiren by putting on one of his shirts. Lycaon swallowed, licked his lips, looked away, and continued with the mayor's speeches in his head. After another moment of that, he asked, "I just remembered, that you have actually mentioned the maid outfit in the past. Am I correct to assume, that you already have one prepared for me?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

Oh dear his boyfriend took his sweet time in the shower it even allowed him to change his underwear for something silky and lacy. He's starting to have suspicions of why his man got so excited. Oh well, if the stars align at the right time he's going to get everything he wants and more.

In his pacing around the room waiting for lycaon to come back he forgot to actually drink something sugary before his partner gets to cook breakfast, he expected his usual symptoms would manifest sooner due to his little 'adventure' but he had hoped he could last at least until breakfast was served.

But no instead he felt dizzy right as the thiren walked out of the shower resulting in the poor man seeing him trip briefly on his way to lay back in bed.

Great, he's going to worry once again and he doesn't want that. It's easily fixable with the stuff they keep around them now (aka sugary snacks and drinks)

[wolfishly-charming]

Lycaon's instincts activated within a milisecond of seeing his boyfriend get dizzy. He basically leaped through the room, not giving a hoot about the towel, which dropped to the floor from the sudden movement. He got to Hugo so fast, that he managed to catch the man by the waist as he tripped, stabilize him, then gently lead him to sit down on the bed. Of course the thiren sat down beside him as well, not loosening his grip around his partner's waist for one moment. It was a gentle hold, but firm.

"Are you alright? I should have gotten you something to eat, or drink, before I went to the bathroom..." he mumbled, looking anxious. He also didn't expect Hugo would get weak so quickly. But well, he also didn't exactly expect the man would get out of bed at all. "You really need to rest more..." He cupped his boyfriend's cheek and looked at his face with concern. Well, he was even paler than usual, and the shadows underneath his eyes were more prominent, but otherwise he didn't look so bad.

The wolf placed a small kiss on Hugo's nose, then reached towards the night stand, were he kept some snacks and a small bottle of juice. Only after he gave those to his boyfriend, did he calm down enough to notice the lacy purple underwear the man was wearing.

Oh, Heavens.

He has just calmed it down...

[crowned-by-thorns]

As much as he disliked how wet fur feels on his skin when he's dry he was happy his partner caught him in time, thus saving his knees from colliding with the bedframe.

The way his waist was held was really nice, if only the wolf griped it a little tighter.

"None of us expected for a sugar crash to happen this soon. I'll be fine as long as I get my emergency snacks in," he explained.

It was true, in a few minutes after emptying an entire soda can down his throat he already started to feel better. This also allowed him to finally observe his partner wasn't wearing his towel.

Seeing him in his full naked glory made his hole clench on air in need while his eyes remained captivated on the sight. Damn it, he needs this man so badly. Those results needs to arrive asap.

[wolfishly-charming]

Seeing his boyfriend's lacy lingerie, he had to go back to reciting the mayor's speeches in his head all over again. Don't get hard now, it is not the time. What is wrong with you today?

To distract himself, the wolf looked up instead, and watched his partner drink, with a wagging tail. It calmed his anxiety greatly, when he could see with his own one eye, that Hugo replenished his sugar and was starting to look better.

And yet, as soon as he calmed down, the little fiend's gaze got hang up on something. He followed that gaze and only now noticed that he's dropped his towel on the way here and was sitting there, fully exposed, his unruly friend down between his legs continuously getting half hard from the slightest thing. It was as if it was peeking up, trying to see whether it was its queue yet. Oh, for goodness sake.

Just when he was supposed to hold back for a day, it had to be like this. It didn't help, that Hugo was staring at him like a starved man, who really needed to devour this, or he will get dizzy all over again.

"I, uh..." the thiren mumbled, trying to break the silence, which was starting to make the atmosphere in the room grow thicker. He was both embarrassed and increasingly horny. He needed to work harder to hold it back. "I, I will get into that maid costume," he announced in a panic, hurriedly getting up from the bed.

As expected, his little bat has already prepared the outfit while he was changing into the wolf's shirt. Bless, he will put it on and cover himself up. What a convenient excuse! He unfolded the clothes and looked at them. Then at Hugo. Then at the clothes back again. Where.... was the rest of it? Surely this can't be all? He put the skirt in front of himself. It wasn't even long enough to cover up his cock completely.

As the youngsters would say these days... he was cooked.

[crowned-by-thorns]

He almost whined when his boyfriend left to change. Almost, his sense of shame still kept him somewhat silent. His thoughts on the other the hand were supplying him with various filthy scenarios that could unfold.

On his knees taking his partner in his mouth or bent over the side of the bed and taking the man to the hilt were just a few of said scenarios.

The maid dress turned out to be more bad than good at the moment too, simply because the damn wolf looked so erotic in it.

But his partner won't touch him too much until those damn lab results are in, he's going to go mad or...wait he could definitely try to play with himself while the other cooks breakfast! He may be able to handle this day after all!

He'll sneak in a few kisses as well before.

[wolfishly-charming]

After changing, Lycaon awkwardly pulled down on the hem of the skirt, in a desparate attempt to hide his half-boner from sight, but he was not succeeding at all. The stockings were clinging to his thighs, the lingerie barely covered his cock, the skirt with the apron seemed to be the size of a hankerchief, and the corset squeezed his torso thightly, making his chest stand out even more than usual. He stood in an awkward silence for a moment and bit on his lip.

Usually, he wouldn't be this shy about it at all, but right now he was holding back and the outfit wasn't helping him. Nor was it helping Hugo.

He closed his eye and sighed. "Uhm. S-so, what would you like for breakfast?" he changed the topic swiftly, trying to act as normal as possible. "The fridge should be stocked up, so no need to worry, I should be able to prepare anything you like. My little bat."

As he stood there awkwardly, waiting for an answer, his gaze wandered around the room. It stopped on the clock. Right... "They mentioned that they will send a Bangboo from the hospital today, to draw your blood and check if the toxins are gone. It should be in around an hour and a half, or so. Plenty of time to prepare and eat something."

[crowned-by-thorns]

Gods he wanted to sink his fangs in those meaty thighs, but they can't. Not for now. He is well aware his boyfriend doesn't allow them to go at it because none of them will stop at just one round.

So a waiting game it is for now, still that doesn't mean he should make things hard for himself (no pun intended) so in order to get a little time just with himself he'll have to ask for a big breakfast.

"I want some egg benedict with a side of salad and for dessert i want you to make some crepes if that's okay. Also make a v60 coffee for me today. Thank you ~" ok the recipes besides being delicious should also give him ample time to do what he needs to without alerting the wolf. Or at least until he returns to the room and smells the aftermath of his crime.

"Oh? If someone visiting today does that mean we'll have the results by tonight?"

[wolfishly-charming]

The wolf listened patiently and nodded. Wow. That was one big, fancy breakfast that his boyfriend ordered. Nothing he couldn't handle, of course. He was more than happy to be able to prepare something nice and have Hugo eat a proper, not rushed meal for once. He just didn't realize how hungry his poor little bat must have been... the man probably hasn't eaten for a whole day yesterday...!

"As far as I know, the results should come in the late afternoon today," he explained with a gentle smile. Yes, if everything turns out to be okay just as they hope, they will be able to spend the upcoming night on their... usual activities. So just a little more.

After confirming all the details about the breakfast, Lycaon came over for a few more kisses, before departing for the kitchen downstairs. He took a bathrobe with him, and put it on as soon as he was out of the room. His coworkers should be out of the house right now, but he would rather not have to hack and erase memories of any butlerboos that might still be roaming around the mansion. If someone else accessed their cameras and saw him wearing this.... yeah.

The breakfast was indeed quite demanding. He started with making the salad and the sauce for the eggs, but he couldn't help feeling anxious. Hugo was clearly super hungry and even the coffee was taking so much time...! What if he gets up to go to the bathroom and gets dizzy again...? Perhaps he should bring some more snacks upstairs, before he starts making the crepes. Yes. That sounded like an excellent plan, so he quickly prepared a plate with cheese, crackers and some fruit, as well as orange juice.

As soon as he was done with that, he walked back upstairs and carefully opened the door to his room. He tried to be quiet, in case the blonde dozed off again now that he was gone...

[crowned-by-thorns]

"That's great news. I have a feeling they'll turn out alright but we'll see."

The rest of the conversation focuses on breakfast and that he's asking for so much because he wants the two of them to eat together.

As soon as the thiren is out of the room and away enough to not hear Hugo searching through the drawers he gets to work. Which isn't much really he's just putting a condom on in order to keep the sheets clean and gets the lube close.

He starts by carresing and squeezing his body just as his boyfriend would. His hands stop at his pecs giving them a good grip before capturing both of his nipples with his fingers and twirling them around imagining it's Lycaon doing it instead and looking at him with hunger.

He remembers once again how his boyfriend looked naked, gods he's so handsome it's unfair. So well endowed too, lord that cock makes him see stars whenever they go at it.

While the blond images his partner hovering over him preparing him one of his hands travels down. But not before squeezing a copious amount of lube in his palm.

He starts with one finger but soon adds another. He tries not to moan very hard to not alert the very man he's masturbating at the thought of so half of his face is burried in the wolf's pillow. It serves to muffle the sound but also supplies the thief with the smell of his partner.

Speaking of said partner he was chanting his name in a whisper begging for more. Saying how hot he is and how much he adores him.

[wolfishly-charming]

The thiren froze in the doorframe, mouth agape, stunned by the view he walked onto. Without a moment's thought, he quickly closed the door again, as quietly as he could, and stood there in the corridor for a bit, trying to get the emotional rollercoaster to stop.

First, he felt guilty to have seen something he clearly wasn't supposed to see. He also felt guilty that he wasn't able to provide the pleasure to his boyfriend himself and that the man had to resolve to desperate measures instead. Of course, he also felt turned on, because the little fiend was extremely hot and seeing him touch himself like that, while lusting for the wolf, has activated so many neurons in his dog brain. He also felt kind of happy and proud to have heard his own name being called out during the process. How could he not be happy that his lover longed for him so? He also felt a little ashamed, though, he's also had to rub one out in the morning... or rather two, actually... at their age, shouldn't they be a bit more... composed?

Big part of him of course wanted to open the door again, jump Hugo and do for him everything he could have wished for. But no, they needed to be responsible. If they started with even the smallest thing, it was inevitable that they wouldn't be able to stop for a long while. Stopping would be even harder for them than not starting at all. And they both knew, that after the events of yesterday, Hugo's condition was far from perfect. Even though he might claim that he's feeling alright, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't suddenly get worse midway through.

The wolf looked at the closed door in front of him with a trace of regret. He knew he needed to be strong, though, so he walked away and went back to the kitchen.

Well, if his sweet prince was in good enough shape to be doing all that, then perhaps he can go a little longer without the snack plate.

Lycaon continued on with making the breakfast. It actually took a bit longer than it normally would, because the image of what he saw earlier was hunting him and keeping him restless. He had to take a couple of breaks to get himself together before continuing... seriously, what was wrong with him today?

After everything was finally done, the attendant walked all the way to his door once again, took off the bathrobe, to make sure he serves the breakfast in all of the maid glory, hesistated for just a moment, then walked in.

[crowned-by-thorns]

Oh he was lost in pleasure and for a moment he wished his boyfriend would catch him in the act and join him. Gods he needs him so badly.

His movements intensify and become quite erratic the closer he gets. It doesn't take long until he comes with a louder than intended moan that makes him look instantly at the door to check if it's still closed. It is but he has no guarantee if the wolf heard anything or not.

He'll find out when breakfast is served he guesses.

For now the shame of the act settled in. Was he always this needy? Or is because he's finally allowing himself the full intensity of his feelings?

No time to think about that, he needs to clean up his 'crimes'.

He finishes everything right on time to slide back in bed and pretend nothing happened as his personal wolf maid returns.

"No need to worry my love you look absolutely dashing and delicious. Come join me and let's eat together."

[wolfishly-charming]

Ah. Surely he meant that the breakfast looked delicious, right? "Thank you..." he mumbled. The thiren felt a bit awkward, but he didn't really say anything about the fact that he both saw and also, later, heard. He brought the tray to the bed, kissed the top of Hugo's head and went to the window to open it slightly. "It is a bit stuffy in here. I hope you don't mind. Do let me know if you start feeling cold," he explained without much emotion in his tone.

He hoped it sounded natural enough. The little fiend has done a very good job covering up his 'tracks', as usual, but the wolf could still smell a trace of that very specific scent, and he was afraid, that it might soon drive him insane.

He then walked back to the bed and scooted close to his boyfriend. "Come on, eat. You must be starving," he whispered, placing some sweet little kisses on the man's cheek. "I am rather proud of how well the eggs came out. I hope you will like them," he murmured and proceeded to feed one of the pieces of toasted bun with bacon, an egg and sauce on top to his little bat. Yes, yes, he knew that he was also supposed to eat, but he couldn't help himself. It all felt way too much like honeymoon and his little bat was just so cute. It made him want to act as cheesy as humanly, no, wolfishly possible.

[crowned-by-thorns]

He wasn't sure if it truly was stuffy or his thiren boyfriend could just feel a faint trace of what he did earlier judging his insane sense of smell. Nonetheless the thief feels way better now and able to just be around the wolf without getting very horny.

"It's okay if it gets too cold I can just command you to cuddle with me. You're practically a fluffy walking heater my dear, how could I pass the opportunity?"

Of course he didn't really need to command the wolf to cuddle with him. His partner does that anyway as he joins him for breakfast in bed.

He gladly accepts every piece he's served and tries to offer some to his partner as well.

"They're quite good. A great improvement compared to how you used to cook when we were young. Acceptable for future husband material," he says in a playful manner wrapping one of his hands around the thiren.

[wolfishly-charming]

"And what if I am a very insubordinate maid who just does as he pleases?" the wolf teased with a smug smile. "And what if I start to cuddle you, even when you are not cold at all?" As he said that, he slipped into the bed and pulled Hugo in close. If they are going to eat together, it must absolutely contain satisfying amounts of cuddling.

The thiren was happy to accept every bite he was given, but each one of them had to be punished with a kiss to the little bat's cheek, as soon as it was swallowed. It was apparently some sort of unspoken rule, because Lycaon did just that, every time, without fail.

"I certainly do hope so. I have trained a lot since then..." he replied shyly. What did Hugo mean by this? Just quite good compared to before? He used to only be able to make scrambled eggs and now he prepares meals for the most picky rich people, basically on a fancy hotel restaurant level.

But before he got to sulk about that, the ultimate compliment was bestowed upon him, instantly erasing all of his anxiety. Husband material... the wolf's heart skipped a beat, then did a little jump and a twirl. It activated his tail and suddenly some pillows flew off the bed, as it started wagging uncontrollably.

Was he? He really hoped he was. He's been working so hard. He wanted to be. He wanted to be that, more than anything. Suddenly hearing it from Hugo made the attendant feel very accomplished. Maybe all of this... really wasn't in vain... as long as it led to the point of them being husbands. And right now that point was closer than ever. It felt like he could reach it, if he just extended his arm...

He couldn't really control himself at this point, so he kissed his boyfriend on the lips, breakfast be damned.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Is it truly insubordination if it's something we both want?" He says shooting the wolf a funny look.

"But to humor your question if you truly were to defy my orders i guess I'll just have to spank you as punishment," he continues. Even if it was something that normally would please his partner they're trying to abstain from too many touches for now and this would be counterproductive for Lycaon.

That doesn't mean Hugo won't slap his ass at one point he looks too good in that dress not to. It has to be whenever the wolf expects it the least for the best reaction however.

"I know. You're actually a great cook, but i have to tease you first before complimenting you sincerely."

Calling his partner husband material was definitely the right call as his mood improved from it right away.

His lover is simply too cute, he won't mind if the thief bites him a bit instead of the bit of breakfast he's being offered at the moment.

[wolfishly-charming]

The wolf rolled his eye. "Just play along, will you?" he requested. It was all for fun anyway, so why did his boyfriend have to pick on his words again? The little fiend really was insufferable.

But soon enough, said little fiend went along with his request and made him regret it just a little bit. He could feel his face and ears burning up, as he remembered how their spanking session went along the last time. He was still embarrassed to admit just how much he liked it. Unfortunately the memories made his thoughts go towards the gutter once again, and that wasn't very good, considering how he was supposed to hold back right now. He coughed a little, cleared his throat and looked away. "I-I suppose you would..." he mumbled.

He was glad to hear that his cooking skills were being appreciated after all. He continued to bring food to Hugo's lips, partially because he was on a mission to feed him well, and partially because that would shut him up briefly.

"That's... ouch! Please eat your salad, not me...!" Lycaon whined, but couldn't hold back a chuckle. What was it with his little bat, that he liked biting so much? It was honestly sort of adorable, so he didn't mind, but it stung a little. "What are you, a vampire?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Maybe I am? Who knows? One thing is for sure. I had to nibble on you a little bit.

Your flustered reactions are simply too good and they give me cuteness aggression. You should know this by now, we've been back together for almost half an year now and it's definitely not the first time I bite you for this reason" what the thief doesn't mention is the bites his boyfriend leaves, he loves them too much to comment.

Of course after he's done yapping he continues eating his breakfast quietly.

Those simple moments are so nice and he's so grateful to be able to enjoy them.

"After we're done with this and the nurse takes my blood samples will you help me take a bath? Of course if it's too much for now you're allowed to refuse. I promise it's for innocent reasons and said reasons are that I want you to massage my head and comb my hair."

[wolfishly-charming]

"If you are, you will have to promise me you will only feed on me. No sucking blood from any other wolves, alright?" he demanded with all due seriousness.

The thiren got even more flustered from being told that his own cuteness was the reason for the bites. He didn't realize he could be considered this cute. The shyness he was exhibiting over it at this moment, earned him even more nibbles from his little vampire. At this rate, he might be even eaten alive...!

Lycaon blinked. "Of course I will!" he replied without hesistation. He loved nothing more than being allowed to take care of his beloved. It was his most favourite thing. Yes, it was a bit risky with his unfortunate situation today, where he would get horny all too easily, but wasn't allowed to do anything sexual. Still, that couldn't stop him on his mission to spoil and pamper his partner. His tail started wagging stupidly fast all over again, giving Hugo a clear hint that it was something the wolf wouldn't pass on no matter what.

"Having someone massage your scalp and take care of your hair for you, while you can sit back comfortably, is a very relaxing experience. I think you deserve that after all you've been through lately," he added, kissing his partner's forehead. "Please do not worry about me, I can handle that much."

[crowned-by-thorns]

He thanks his past self for having the idea to touch himself while his boyfriend made breakfast because the mental image of Lycaon acting like a blood bank for him was incredibly hot and it would have definitely made him bricked up if he didn't do anything earlier.

"My sweet puppy, why would I want to feed on any other wolf when you provide me with everything I could ever want? If i was a vampire I bet your blood would be the tastiest. Although I would probably turn you into one as well so we can live together forever~"

Of course those were just silly little fantasies, but it felt so nice to be able to be so relaxed around each other.

"If you say so my dear, I'll take your word for it. Who knows if we're lucky I might be able to reward you for it later." He wishes that's the case, it's not even the carnal need as it is the want to be as close to his partner as he can. He's in a very romantic mood today.

For now he settles for a few more sweet kisses.

[wolfishly-charming]

This was incredibly stupid for someone who prides himself on being really hard to catch. It was supposed to be a quick mission yet his condition got the best of him. Too many hectic days lately, he forgot to snack between jobs and he fainted like a damn idiot in the middle of a lab he was supposed to steal data from.

Before he fully collapsed he managed to press on the beacon coin and send a distress signal out. Little did he know his sister was accompanied by his former business partner (& current boyfriend) when it was sent out. He honestly hopes Vivian won't have to get in danger because of him, it's not worth the trouble.

When he wakes up he's tied to a chair in a very familiar position, but just a different place. The way he feels is familiar too which makes him curse under his breath.

Out in the corner he also spots a familiar presence.

"Well, well, well looks like we meet again other me. I thought you were already well adjusted enough to not have to see me anymore, yet here you are. Making trouble for people who care about you again aren't you hmmm?"

Lycaon was just on his way back from the Video Store, where he was helping the proxies with some errands. He didn't expect that Miss Vivian would also be there, but at the same time he wasn't very surprised, knowing of the girl's infatuation with Lord Phaeton. The atmosphere between them was still a bit awkward, but at least she didn't seem opposed to the relationship he had with her brother...

Before he even managed to make any small talk, though, something unexpected happened. Miss Vivian suddenly took out a small device, which looked like an elegant brooch with a purple gem. It was vibrating softly and that couldn't have been good, judging by the sheer horror on her face. Upon opening the brooch, they saw some coordinates on a small screen inside.

As she explained, it was a distress signal, and Hugo never sent those. Usually he would push through hell and still wouldn't ask for help, meaning this time it must have been dire. Lycaon tried to keep his calm, not to make the young lady even more paniced than she already was... but deep inside his instincts told him to run as fast as he could to save his partner.

That wouldn't do, though, they needed a plan. So first, they checked the coordinates with a map. "Shit," the wolf muttered under his breath, a clear signal he was losing his cool. "Ah, pardon me," he apologized quickly, putting his mask of elegance back on, "it is just that... I know of this place. It is a government research facility, that is currently under the Mayor's investigation. There is a strong suspicion of illegal experiments being done on people." The thiren bit his lip, looking both worried and angry. If they dare touch his Hugo... he will rip their throats out and hang them at the gates... no, no, no, this wasn't a good time to go wild. This was a delicate situation. He needed to go to Mr Mayflower, get the floor plans for the facility, then get clearance to infiltrate it and get to his boyfriend asap. If he just tried to break in without any preparation, he could make it worse.

"Miss Vivian, please, leave this matter to me. I will save him no matter what," he promised with determination. "It would be best, if you and Robin could stay on the outside and monitor the situation in case something goes wrong." He knew that if anything happened to his little sister, Hugo would personally pluck every little bit of fur from his tail. This was a dangerous situation and it's better if he deals with it himself. Now, to the Mayor...

[crowned-by-thorns]

While the initial reaction was quite fun to witness the damn wolf brought up the big guns aka the wet dog look.

"Stop it! I'm not going to fall for your adorable manipulation tactics this time just because you're embarrassed about having a wet dream." Despite the protests his ears were twitching as he looked away trying not to fall into the very obvious trap his boyfriend laid out to him.

"You either let me do something about that morning wood of yours or you wear a dress as punishment for tempting me before I get the ok from the medical analysis. Hmph bet that if i didn't wake you up you might have even came in your sleep."

He's being a bit dramatic just for the sake of it. In reality he's very grateful for his boyfriend and only a bit sad he can't show the man just how much he appreciates him. Really it's not about being horny but rather wanting his lover as close as possible. Newly reawakened feelings are making him feel more intensely.

[wolfishly-charming]

Ah. He was this close to succeeding with the wet puppy look. But his boyfriend was stronger than he hoped. Fine.

Technically, he could let Hugo do something about his boner. A little hand job wouldn't overexert him for sure... the problem was, that the wolf knew that if they started, they wouldn't be able to stop themselves from doing more. He couldn't risk that. He needed to be the responsible one here and hold his ground.

"Alright. I will wear the dress, if that is what you want," he agreed easily. He wasn't really sure what the big deal was. Dresses like miss Rina's seemed to be quite comfortable to walk in anyway. Sure, he could have continued to plead his case, since it really wasn't his fault what he dreamed of, but he didn't want the little bat to work himself up for no reason. Besides, he really felt like pampering and spoiling his prince today, so he was ready to agree to more than just that.

"I will be your maid and do what you ask of me," he murmured, leaning his face closer in to his partner's, "so please, don't be mad at me anymore?" He placed a few soft kisses on Hugo's cheek. He was almost sure that the little fiend wasn't actually mad at him at all, but it couldn't hurt to show some remorse, now could it? He poked Hugo's cheek with his snout. "I will be your obedient puppy for the day, master," he whispered, quite seductively.

Once his boyfriend finally looked at him again, he placed a sweet kiss on his lips and then lifted himself up, ready to get out of bed. "I will wash myself up first," he announced, omitting the part, where he will have to deal with his unruly cock in the bathroom, to make it go down, "then I can put on that maid apron and make you breakfast. How does that sound?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

"I'm not actually mad at you, if anything I'm mad we can't do activities that imply us being very close to each other. I'm feeling quite clingy you know?" He mumbles and pouts a little bit.

Ah, his little plea didn't work either but hey, the wolf will wear a maid dress which will be delightful to see.

"The first order is to speak less to me as you speak with a client, don't call me master ugh I don't like the sound of that. Call me a pet name or something, it will feel more personal to us and less like you're playing another role."

After that he didn't let Lycaon escape towards a cold shower just yet, he caught his hand and gave him a few more kisses.

"Don't take too long ok? I'll get lonely~"

[wolfishly-charming]

"As you wish, my little bat," he quickly corrected himself. Hmm, no, this one didn't quite fit in this situation. "My sweet prince...?" he tried. This was a little better, but he wasn't sure if Hugo liked it. Did it sound too official? He cocked his head and looked at the blonde as if he was waiting for an opinion.

"I won't take long," he promised, gladly staying a bit longer for the kisses. He was happy that his partner felt so clingy. It was honestly very cute. And he wasn't being called a stupid mutt, which was a nice improvement. "...I want to be called a pet name, too," he demanded suddenly, his tail wagging like stupid.

So what if they can't have sex for a little while? There were other forms of intimacy still available to them, such as cuddling and kissing and having sweet little talks. With occasional bickering, as they liked best, of course. He could also make his boyfriend something nice for breakfast and maybe even spoon feed him, if he is allowed. The day ahead of them sounded so nice, that for a bit he's completely forgotten about the bracelet on his wrist and about his suspension from work.

He kissed Hugo a few more times, then made another attempt at going to the bathroom.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Hmmm? I don't know if I fully vibe with being called a prince. Use it a little bit more and I see how i feel about it," he explains to the wolf.

"Oh? I'll time you~ I'm curious about how much it will take for you to finish yourself off at the thought of me in the shower." He doesn't mention he already knows the thiren's shower routine. After all that's what allowed him to steal some of his shirts so discretely. Speaking about Lycaon's shirts perhaps he should change into one.

"Isn't dear puppy enough? Perhaps I should call you beloved moonlight again?"

The day will surely pass quickly enough and he's sure the results will be in his favor. He already feels much better than before being kidnapped. Allowing himself this domestic bliss also puts him into a great mood. That and the knowledge that the wolf betrayed his orders for him, gosh he didn't think it was possible anymore.

[wolfishly-charming]

"Alright. Just tell me, if you want me to stop," he agreed. Well, since he was the fluffy knight, a prince only sounded right for Hugo. He could go for king, but that didn't quite fit for a pet name. Of course, it's not that he didn't already have a bunch of other pet names for his boyfriend, but he sort of collected them like trading cards. He wanted to have the right one for every occassion, and right now, since he wanted to pamper and spoil the blonde man, a prince treatment seemed to make most sense to him.

The wolf's face heated up again, as he cleared his throat. "I will deal with it most efficiently," he informed stiffly. Honestly, when thinking about Hugo, he was certain he could come almost immediately. The thought of the man checking that on a watch, stressed him out, though.

Lycaon's tail kept wagging with joy. The pet names talk was a neat distraction from the earlier topic of the things he was going to do in the shower. "I like both," he said. "Use them more." Ah, he felt sort of bad making demands, but hey. He saved Hugo's life, didn't he? And he was suffering the consequences of this action, too. It seemed kind of justified to be a little bit selfish in turn. He thought for a bit and made another demand. "And the m-word is prohibited," he announced, unsure if he was pushing his luck a bit with this one. The little fiend would always find a way to insult him anyway. Didn't have to call him a mutt, though. He probably deserved that much as a reward.

Leaving a few more small kisses on Hugo's face, he finally got out of the bed and marched into the bathroom awkwardly. Why wasn't it going down...!

[crowned-by-thorns]

"You know I will! Now go and wash away your shame my dear puppy~"

The way Lycaon's tail stopped briefly only to start wagging again with even more vigor was terribly amusing.

He gasped at the mention of not using mut, that's more like a pet name now rather than an insult.

Fine he'll just have to use hellhound instead. It's only fair if his boyfriend calls him a little fiend.

"Fine, i'll agree because you have been a very good boy and defied authority for my sake."

As soon as the thiren is out of the room he goes straight for the wardrobe and searches for a suitable shirt to wear.

[wolfishly-charming]

Washing away the sins took Lycaon longer than he expected. Just thinking about how his dream could have ended, had it not been interrupted, was enough to let him finish himself off really quickly. But then he remembered how eager his own, real life Hugo was, craving his closeness and intimacy, also calling him a good boy and all that... before he knew, he got hard again.

That was quite embarrassing.

It took reciting the Mayor's borig speeches from memory under a cold shower for quite a while, before he calmed himself down enough to be able to return to the room. After that was finally taken care of, he finished the showering real quick, dried himself in a rush and walked out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. He forgot to take any fresh clothes or even undrwear with him, but it mattered not, since he was supposed to change into a maid costume anyway, as promised.

Oh, but his boyfriend... of course he had to tease the thiren by putting on one of his shirts. Lycaon swallowed, licked his lips, looked away, and continued with the mayor's speeches in his head. After another moment of that, he asked, "I just remembered, that you have actually mentioned the maid outfit in the past. Am I correct to assume, that you already have one prepared for me?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

Oh dear his boyfriend took his sweet time in the shower it even allowed him to change his underwear for something silky and lacy. He's starting to have suspicions of why his man got so excited. Oh well, if the stars align at the right time he's going to get everything he wants and more.

In his pacing around the room waiting for lycaon to come back he forgot to actually drink something sugary before his partner gets to cook breakfast, he expected his usual symptoms would manifest sooner due to his little 'adventure' but he had hoped he could last at least until breakfast was served.

But no instead he felt dizzy right as the thiren walked out of the shower resulting in the poor man seeing him trip briefly on his way to lay back in bed.

Great, he's going to worry once again and he doesn't want that. It's easily fixable with the stuff they keep around them now (aka sugary snacks and drinks)

[wolfishly-charming]

Lycaon's instincts activated within a milisecond of seeing his boyfriend get dizzy. He basically leaped through the room, not giving a hoot about the towel, which dropped to the floor from the sudden movement. He got to Hugo so fast, that he managed to catch the man by the waist as he tripped, stabilize him, then gently lead him to sit down on the bed. Of course the thiren sat down beside him as well, not loosening his grip around his partner's waist for one moment. It was a gentle hold, but firm.

"Are you alright? I should have gotten you something to eat, or drink, before I went to the bathroom..." he mumbled, looking anxious. He also didn't expect Hugo would get weak so quickly. But well, he also didn't exactly expect the man would get out of bed at all. "You really need to rest more..." He cupped his boyfriend's cheek and looked at his face with concern. Well, he was even paler than usual, and the shadows underneath his eyes were more prominent, but otherwise he didn't look so bad.

The wolf placed a small kiss on Hugo's nose, then reached towards the night stand, were he kept some snacks and a small bottle of juice. Only after he gave those to his boyfriend, did he calm down enough to notice the lacy purple underwear the man was wearing.

Oh, Heavens.

He has just calmed it down...

[crowned-by-thorns]

As much as he disliked how wet fur feels on his skin when he's dry he was happy his partner caught him in time, thus saving his knees from colliding with the bedframe.

The way his waist was held was really nice, if only the wolf griped it a little tighter.

"None of us expected for a sugar crash to happen this soon. I'll be fine as long as I get my emergency snacks in," he explained.

It was true, in a few minutes after emptying an entire soda can down his throat he already started to feel better. This also allowed him to finally observe his partner wasn't wearing his towel.

Seeing him in his full naked glory made his hole clench on air in need while his eyes remained captivated on the sight. Damn it, he needs this man so badly. Those results needs to arrive asap.

[wolfishly-charming]

Seeing his boyfriend's lacy lingerie, he had to go back to reciting the mayor's speeches in his head all over again. Don't get hard now, it is not the time. What is wrong with you today?

To distract himself, the wolf looked up instead, and watched his partner drink, with a wagging tail. It calmed his anxiety greatly, when he could see with his own one eye, that Hugo replenished his sugar and was starting to look better.

And yet, as soon as he calmed down, the little fiend's gaze got hang up on something. He followed that gaze and only now noticed that he's dropped his towel on the way here and was sitting there, fully exposed, his unruly friend down between his legs continuously getting half hard from the slightest thing. It was as if it was peeking up, trying to see whether it was its queue yet. Oh, for goodness sake.

Just when he was supposed to hold back for a day, it had to be like this. It didn't help, that Hugo was staring at him like a starved man, who really needed to devour this, or he will get dizzy all over again.

"I, uh..." the thiren mumbled, trying to break the silence, which was starting to make the atmosphere in the room grow thicker. He was both embarrassed and increasingly horny. He needed to work harder to hold it back. "I, I will get into that maid costume," he announced in a panic, hurriedly getting up from the bed.

As expected, his little bat has already prepared the outfit while he was changing into the wolf's shirt. Bless, he will put it on and cover himself up. What a convenient excuse! He unfolded the clothes and looked at them. Then at Hugo. Then at the clothes back again. Where.... was the rest of it? Surely this can't be all? He put the skirt in front of himself. It wasn't even long enough to cover up his cock completely.

As the youngsters would say these days... he was cooked.

[crowned-by-thorns]

He almost whined when his boyfriend left to change. Almost, his sense of shame still kept him somewhat silent. His thoughts on the other the hand were supplying him with various filthy scenarios that could unfold.

On his knees taking his partner in his mouth or bent over the side of the bed and taking the man to the hilt were just a few of said scenarios.

The maid dress turned out to be more bad than good at the moment too, simply because the damn wolf looked so erotic in it.

But his partner won't touch him too much until those damn lab results are in, he's going to go mad or...wait he could definitely try to play with himself while the other cooks breakfast! He may be able to handle this day after all!

He'll sneak in a few kisses as well before.

[wolfishly-charming]

After changing, Lycaon awkwardly pulled down on the hem of the skirt, in a desparate attempt to hide his half-boner from sight, but he was not succeeding at all. The stockings were clinging to his thighs, the lingerie barely covered his cock, the skirt with the apron seemed to be the size of a hankerchief, and the corset squeezed his torso thightly, making his chest stand out even more than usual. He stood in an awkward silence for a moment and bit on his lip.

Usually, he wouldn't be this shy about it at all, but right now he was holding back and the outfit wasn't helping him. Nor was it helping Hugo.

He closed his eye and sighed. "Uhm. S-so, what would you like for breakfast?" he changed the topic swiftly, trying to act as normal as possible. "The fridge should be stocked up, so no need to worry, I should be able to prepare anything you like. My little bat."

As he stood there awkwardly, waiting for an answer, his gaze wandered around the room. It stopped on the clock. Right... "They mentioned that they will send a Bangboo from the hospital today, to draw your blood and check if the toxins are gone. It should be in around an hour and a half, or so. Plenty of time to prepare and eat something."

[crowned-by-thorns]

Gods he wanted to sink his fangs in those meaty thighs, but they can't. Not for now. He is well aware his boyfriend doesn't allow them to go at it because none of them will stop at just one round.

So a waiting game it is for now, still that doesn't mean he should make things hard for himself (no pun intended) so in order to get a little time just with himself he'll have to ask for a big breakfast.

"I want some egg benedict with a side of salad and for dessert i want you to make some crepes if that's okay. Also make a v60 coffee for me today. Thank you ~" ok the recipes besides being delicious should also give him ample time to do what he needs to without alerting the wolf. Or at least until he returns to the room and smells the aftermath of his crime.

"Oh? If someone visiting today does that mean we'll have the results by tonight?"

[wolfishly-charming]

The wolf listened patiently and nodded. Wow. That was one big, fancy breakfast that his boyfriend ordered. Nothing he couldn't handle, of course. He was more than happy to be able to prepare something nice and have Hugo eat a proper, not rushed meal for once. He just didn't realize how hungry his poor little bat must have been... the man probably hasn't eaten for a whole day yesterday...!

"As far as I know, the results should come in the late afternoon today," he explained with a gentle smile. Yes, if everything turns out to be okay just as they hope, they will be able to spend the upcoming night on their... usual activities. So just a little more.

After confirming all the details about the breakfast, Lycaon came over for a few more kisses, before departing for the kitchen downstairs. He took a bathrobe with him, and put it on as soon as he was out of the room. His coworkers should be out of the house right now, but he would rather not have to hack and erase memories of any butlerboos that might still be roaming around the mansion. If someone else accessed their cameras and saw him wearing this.... yeah.

The breakfast was indeed quite demanding. He started with making the salad and the sauce for the eggs, but he couldn't help feeling anxious. Hugo was clearly super hungry and even the coffee was taking so much time...! What if he gets up to go to the bathroom and gets dizzy again...? Perhaps he should bring some more snacks upstairs, before he starts making the crepes. Yes. That sounded like an excellent plan, so he quickly prepared a plate with cheese, crackers and some fruit, as well as orange juice.

As soon as he was done with that, he walked back upstairs and carefully opened the door to his room. He tried to be quiet, in case the blonde dozed off again now that he was gone...

[crowned-by-thorns]

"That's great news. I have a feeling they'll turn out alright but we'll see."

The rest of the conversation focuses on breakfast and that he's asking for so much because he wants the two of them to eat together.

As soon as the thiren is out of the room and away enough to not hear Hugo searching through the drawers he gets to work. Which isn't much really he's just putting a condom on in order to keep the sheets clean and gets the lube close.

He starts by carresing and squeezing his body just as his boyfriend would. His hands stop at his pecs giving them a good grip before capturing both of his nipples with his fingers and twirling them around imagining it's Lycaon doing it instead and looking at him with hunger.

He remembers once again how his boyfriend looked naked, gods he's so handsome it's unfair. So well endowed too, lord that cock makes him see stars whenever they go at it.

While the blond images his partner hovering over him preparing him one of his hands travels down. But not before squeezing a copious amount of lube in his palm.

He starts with one finger but soon adds another. He tries not to moan very hard to not alert the very man he's masturbating at the thought of so half of his face is burried in the wolf's pillow. It serves to muffle the sound but also supplies the thief with the smell of his partner.

Speaking of said partner he was chanting his name in a whisper begging for more. Saying how hot he is and how much he adores him.

[wolfishly-charming]

The thiren froze in the doorframe, mouth agape, stunned by the view he walked onto. Without a moment's thought, he quickly closed the door again, as quietly as he could, and stood there in the corridor for a bit, trying to get the emotional rollercoaster to stop.

First, he felt guilty to have seen something he clearly wasn't supposed to see. He also felt guilty that he wasn't able to provide the pleasure to his boyfriend himself and that the man had to resolve to desperate measures instead. Of course, he also felt turned on, because the little fiend was extremely hot and seeing him touch himself like that, while lusting for the wolf, has activated so many neurons in his dog brain. He also felt kind of happy and proud to have heard his own name being called out during the process. How could he not be happy that his lover longed for him so? He also felt a little ashamed, though, he's also had to rub one out in the morning... or rather two, actually... at their age, shouldn't they be a bit more... composed?

Big part of him of course wanted to open the door again, jump Hugo and do for him everything he could have wished for. But no, they needed to be responsible. If they started with even the smallest thing, it was inevitable that they wouldn't be able to stop for a long while. Stopping would be even harder for them than not starting at all. And they both knew, that after the events of yesterday, Hugo's condition was far from perfect. Even though he might claim that he's feeling alright, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't suddenly get worse midway through.

The wolf looked at the closed door in front of him with a trace of regret. He knew he needed to be strong, though, so he walked away and went back to the kitchen.

Well, if his sweet prince was in good enough shape to be doing all that, then perhaps he can go a little longer without the snack plate.

Lycaon continued on with making the breakfast. It actually took a bit longer than it normally would, because the image of what he saw earlier was hunting him and keeping him restless. He had to take a couple of breaks to get himself together before continuing... seriously, what was wrong with him today?

After everything was finally done, the attendant walked all the way to his door once again, took off the bathrobe, to make sure he serves the breakfast in all of the maid glory, hesistated for just a moment, then walked in.

[crowned-by-thorns]

Oh he was lost in pleasure and for a moment he wished his boyfriend would catch him in the act and join him. Gods he needs him so badly.

His movements intensify and become quite erratic the closer he gets. It doesn't take long until he comes with a louder than intended moan that makes him look instantly at the door to check if it's still closed. It is but he has no guarantee if the wolf heard anything or not.

He'll find out when breakfast is served he guesses.

For now the shame of the act settled in. Was he always this needy? Or is because he's finally allowing himself the full intensity of his feelings?

No time to think about that, he needs to clean up his 'crimes'.

He finishes everything right on time to slide back in bed and pretend nothing happened as his personal wolf maid returns.

"No need to worry my love you look absolutely dashing and delicious. Come join me and let's eat together."

[wolfishly-charming]

Ah. Surely he meant that the breakfast looked delicious, right? "Thank you..." he mumbled. The thiren felt a bit awkward, but he didn't really say anything about the fact that he both saw and also, later, heard. He brought the tray to the bed, kissed the top of Hugo's head and went to the window to open it slightly. "It is a bit stuffy in here. I hope you don't mind. Do let me know if you start feeling cold," he explained without much emotion in his tone.

He hoped it sounded natural enough. The little fiend has done a very good job covering up his 'tracks', as usual, but the wolf could still smell a trace of that very specific scent, and he was afraid, that it might soon drive him insane.

He then walked back to the bed and scooted close to his boyfriend. "Come on, eat. You must be starving," he whispered, placing some sweet little kisses on the man's cheek. "I am rather proud of how well the eggs came out. I hope you will like them," he murmured and proceeded to feed one of the pieces of toasted bun with bacon, an egg and sauce on top to his little bat. Yes, yes, he knew that he was also supposed to eat, but he couldn't help himself. It all felt way too much like honeymoon and his little bat was just so cute. It made him want to act as cheesy as humanly, no, wolfishly possible.

[crowned-by-thorns]

He wasn't sure if it truly was stuffy or his thiren boyfriend could just feel a faint trace of what he did earlier judging his insane sense of smell. Nonetheless the thief feels way better now and able to just be around the wolf without getting very horny.

"It's okay if it gets too cold I can just command you to cuddle with me. You're practically a fluffy walking heater my dear, how could I pass the opportunity?"

Of course he didn't really need to command the wolf to cuddle with him. His partner does that anyway as he joins him for breakfast in bed.

He gladly accepts every piece he's served and tries to offer some to his partner as well.

"They're quite good. A great improvement compared to how you used to cook when we were young. Acceptable for future husband material," he says in a playful manner wrapping one of his hands around the thiren.

[wolfishly-charming]

"And what if I am a very insubordinate maid who just does as he pleases?" the wolf teased with a smug smile. "And what if I start to cuddle you, even when you are not cold at all?" As he said that, he slipped into the bed and pulled Hugo in close. If they are going to eat together, it must absolutely contain satisfying amounts of cuddling.

The thiren was happy to accept every bite he was given, but each one of them had to be punished with a kiss to the little bat's cheek, as soon as it was swallowed. It was apparently some sort of unspoken rule, because Lycaon did just that, every time, without fail.

"I certainly do hope so. I have trained a lot since then..." he replied shyly. What did Hugo mean by this? Just quite good compared to before? He used to only be able to make scrambled eggs and now he prepares meals for the most picky rich people, basically on a fancy hotel restaurant level.

But before he got to sulk about that, the ultimate compliment was bestowed upon him, instantly erasing all of his anxiety. Husband material... the wolf's heart skipped a beat, then did a little jump and a twirl. It activated his tail and suddenly some pillows flew off the bed, as it started wagging uncontrollably.

Was he? He really hoped he was. He's been working so hard. He wanted to be. He wanted to be that, more than anything. Suddenly hearing it from Hugo made the attendant feel very accomplished. Maybe all of this... really wasn't in vain... as long as it led to the point of them being husbands. And right now that point was closer than ever. It felt like he could reach it, if he just extended his arm...

He couldn't really control himself at this point, so he kissed his boyfriend on the lips, breakfast be damned.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Is it truly insubordination if it's something we both want?" He says shooting the wolf a funny look.

"But to humor your question if you truly were to defy my orders i guess I'll just have to spank you as punishment," he continues. Even if it was something that normally would please his partner they're trying to abstain from too many touches for now and this would be counterproductive for Lycaon.

That doesn't mean Hugo won't slap his ass at one point he looks too good in that dress not to. It has to be whenever the wolf expects it the least for the best reaction however.

"I know. You're actually a great cook, but i have to tease you first before complimenting you sincerely."

Calling his partner husband material was definitely the right call as his mood improved from it right away.

His lover is simply too cute, he won't mind if the thief bites him a bit instead of the bit of breakfast he's being offered at the moment.

[wolfishly-charming]

The wolf rolled his eye. "Just play along, will you?" he requested. It was all for fun anyway, so why did his boyfriend have to pick on his words again? The little fiend really was insufferable.

But soon enough, said little fiend went along with his request and made him regret it just a little bit. He could feel his face and ears burning up, as he remembered how their spanking session went along the last time. He was still embarrassed to admit just how much he liked it. Unfortunately the memories made his thoughts go towards the gutter once again, and that wasn't very good, considering how he was supposed to hold back right now. He coughed a little, cleared his throat and looked away. "I-I suppose you would..." he mumbled.

He was glad to hear that his cooking skills were being appreciated after all. He continued to bring food to Hugo's lips, partially because he was on a mission to feed him well, and partially because that would shut him up briefly.

"That's... ouch! Please eat your salad, not me...!" Lycaon whined, but couldn't hold back a chuckle. What was it with his little bat, that he liked biting so much? It was honestly sort of adorable, so he didn't mind, but it stung a little. "What are you, a vampire?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Maybe I am? Who knows? One thing is for sure. I had to nibble on you a little bit.

Your flustered reactions are simply too good and they give me cuteness aggression. You should know this by now, we've been back together for almost half an year now and it's definitely not the first time I bite you for this reason" what the thief doesn't mention is the bites his boyfriend leaves, he loves them too much to comment.

Of course after he's done yapping he continues eating his breakfast quietly.

Those simple moments are so nice and he's so grateful to be able to enjoy them.

"After we're done with this and the nurse takes my blood samples will you help me take a bath? Of course if it's too much for now you're allowed to refuse. I promise it's for innocent reasons and said reasons are that I want you to massage my head and comb my hair."

[some-sygrob]

"It's only the life of a dog that makes a dog bite"

[hallucxnating]

Implied scene from my latest lyhu fic :)

You can read it here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/86844876

[hallucxnating]

Tfw you DO get a room but it's still not enough

[wolfishly-charming]

This was incredibly stupid for someone who prides himself on being really hard to catch. It was supposed to be a quick mission yet his condition got the best of him. Too many hectic days lately, he forgot to snack between jobs and he fainted like a damn idiot in the middle of a lab he was supposed to steal data from.

Before he fully collapsed he managed to press on the beacon coin and send a distress signal out. Little did he know his sister was accompanied by his former business partner (& current boyfriend) when it was sent out. He honestly hopes Vivian won't have to get in danger because of him, it's not worth the trouble.

When he wakes up he's tied to a chair in a very familiar position, but just a different place. The way he feels is familiar too which makes him curse under his breath.

Out in the corner he also spots a familiar presence.

"Well, well, well looks like we meet again other me. I thought you were already well adjusted enough to not have to see me anymore, yet here you are. Making trouble for people who care about you again aren't you hmmm?"

Lycaon was just on his way back from the Video Store, where he was helping the proxies with some errands. He didn't expect that Miss Vivian would also be there, but at the same time he wasn't very surprised, knowing of the girl's infatuation with Lord Phaeton. The atmosphere between them was still a bit awkward, but at least she didn't seem opposed to the relationship he had with her brother...

Before he even managed to make any small talk, though, something unexpected happened. Miss Vivian suddenly took out a small device, which looked like an elegant brooch with a purple gem. It was vibrating softly and that couldn't have been good, judging by the sheer horror on her face. Upon opening the brooch, they saw some coordinates on a small screen inside.

As she explained, it was a distress signal, and Hugo never sent those. Usually he would push through hell and still wouldn't ask for help, meaning this time it must have been dire. Lycaon tried to keep his calm, not to make the young lady even more paniced than she already was... but deep inside his instincts told him to run as fast as he could to save his partner.

That wouldn't do, though, they needed a plan. So first, they checked the coordinates with a map. "Shit," the wolf muttered under his breath, a clear signal he was losing his cool. "Ah, pardon me," he apologized quickly, putting his mask of elegance back on, "it is just that... I know of this place. It is a government research facility, that is currently under the Mayor's investigation. There is a strong suspicion of illegal experiments being done on people." The thiren bit his lip, looking both worried and angry. If they dare touch his Hugo... he will rip their throats out and hang them at the gates... no, no, no, this wasn't a good time to go wild. This was a delicate situation. He needed to go to Mr Mayflower, get the floor plans for the facility, then get clearance to infiltrate it and get to his boyfriend asap. If he just tried to break in without any preparation, he could make it worse.

"Miss Vivian, please, leave this matter to me. I will save him no matter what," he promised with determination. "It would be best, if you and Robin could stay on the outside and monitor the situation in case something goes wrong." He knew that if anything happened to his little sister, Hugo would personally pluck every little bit of fur from his tail. This was a dangerous situation and it's better if he deals with it himself. Now, to the Mayor...

[crowned-by-thorns]

While the initial reaction was quite fun to witness the damn wolf brought up the big guns aka the wet dog look.

"Stop it! I'm not going to fall for your adorable manipulation tactics this time just because you're embarrassed about having a wet dream." Despite the protests his ears were twitching as he looked away trying not to fall into the very obvious trap his boyfriend laid out to him.

"You either let me do something about that morning wood of yours or you wear a dress as punishment for tempting me before I get the ok from the medical analysis. Hmph bet that if i didn't wake you up you might have even came in your sleep."

He's being a bit dramatic just for the sake of it. In reality he's very grateful for his boyfriend and only a bit sad he can't show the man just how much he appreciates him. Really it's not about being horny but rather wanting his lover as close as possible. Newly reawakened feelings are making him feel more intensely.

[wolfishly-charming]

Ah. He was this close to succeeding with the wet puppy look. But his boyfriend was stronger than he hoped. Fine.

Technically, he could let Hugo do something about his boner. A little hand job wouldn't overexert him for sure... the problem was, that the wolf knew that if they started, they wouldn't be able to stop themselves from doing more. He couldn't risk that. He needed to be the responsible one here and hold his ground.

"Alright. I will wear the dress, if that is what you want," he agreed easily. He wasn't really sure what the big deal was. Dresses like miss Rina's seemed to be quite comfortable to walk in anyway. Sure, he could have continued to plead his case, since it really wasn't his fault what he dreamed of, but he didn't want the little bat to work himself up for no reason. Besides, he really felt like pampering and spoiling his prince today, so he was ready to agree to more than just that.

"I will be your maid and do what you ask of me," he murmured, leaning his face closer in to his partner's, "so please, don't be mad at me anymore?" He placed a few soft kisses on Hugo's cheek. He was almost sure that the little fiend wasn't actually mad at him at all, but it couldn't hurt to show some remorse, now could it? He poked Hugo's cheek with his snout. "I will be your obedient puppy for the day, master," he whispered, quite seductively.

Once his boyfriend finally looked at him again, he placed a sweet kiss on his lips and then lifted himself up, ready to get out of bed. "I will wash myself up first," he announced, omitting the part, where he will have to deal with his unruly cock in the bathroom, to make it go down, "then I can put on that maid apron and make you breakfast. How does that sound?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

"I'm not actually mad at you, if anything I'm mad we can't do activities that imply us being very close to each other. I'm feeling quite clingy you know?" He mumbles and pouts a little bit.

Ah, his little plea didn't work either but hey, the wolf will wear a maid dress which will be delightful to see.

"The first order is to speak less to me as you speak with a client, don't call me master ugh I don't like the sound of that. Call me a pet name or something, it will feel more personal to us and less like you're playing another role."

After that he didn't let Lycaon escape towards a cold shower just yet, he caught his hand and gave him a few more kisses.

"Don't take too long ok? I'll get lonely~"

[wolfishly-charming]

"As you wish, my little bat," he quickly corrected himself. Hmm, no, this one didn't quite fit in this situation. "My sweet prince...?" he tried. This was a little better, but he wasn't sure if Hugo liked it. Did it sound too official? He cocked his head and looked at the blonde as if he was waiting for an opinion.

"I won't take long," he promised, gladly staying a bit longer for the kisses. He was happy that his partner felt so clingy. It was honestly very cute. And he wasn't being called a stupid mutt, which was a nice improvement. "...I want to be called a pet name, too," he demanded suddenly, his tail wagging like stupid.

So what if they can't have sex for a little while? There were other forms of intimacy still available to them, such as cuddling and kissing and having sweet little talks. With occasional bickering, as they liked best, of course. He could also make his boyfriend something nice for breakfast and maybe even spoon feed him, if he is allowed. The day ahead of them sounded so nice, that for a bit he's completely forgotten about the bracelet on his wrist and about his suspension from work.

He kissed Hugo a few more times, then made another attempt at going to the bathroom.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Hmmm? I don't know if I fully vibe with being called a prince. Use it a little bit more and I see how i feel about it," he explains to the wolf.

"Oh? I'll time you~ I'm curious about how much it will take for you to finish yourself off at the thought of me in the shower." He doesn't mention he already knows the thiren's shower routine. After all that's what allowed him to steal some of his shirts so discretely. Speaking about Lycaon's shirts perhaps he should change into one.

"Isn't dear puppy enough? Perhaps I should call you beloved moonlight again?"

The day will surely pass quickly enough and he's sure the results will be in his favor. He already feels much better than before being kidnapped. Allowing himself this domestic bliss also puts him into a great mood. That and the knowledge that the wolf betrayed his orders for him, gosh he didn't think it was possible anymore.

[wolfishly-charming]

"Alright. Just tell me, if you want me to stop," he agreed. Well, since he was the fluffy knight, a prince only sounded right for Hugo. He could go for king, but that didn't quite fit for a pet name. Of course, it's not that he didn't already have a bunch of other pet names for his boyfriend, but he sort of collected them like trading cards. He wanted to have the right one for every occassion, and right now, since he wanted to pamper and spoil the blonde man, a prince treatment seemed to make most sense to him.

The wolf's face heated up again, as he cleared his throat. "I will deal with it most efficiently," he informed stiffly. Honestly, when thinking about Hugo, he was certain he could come almost immediately. The thought of the man checking that on a watch, stressed him out, though.

Lycaon's tail kept wagging with joy. The pet names talk was a neat distraction from the earlier topic of the things he was going to do in the shower. "I like both," he said. "Use them more." Ah, he felt sort of bad making demands, but hey. He saved Hugo's life, didn't he? And he was suffering the consequences of this action, too. It seemed kind of justified to be a little bit selfish in turn. He thought for a bit and made another demand. "And the m-word is prohibited," he announced, unsure if he was pushing his luck a bit with this one. The little fiend would always find a way to insult him anyway. Didn't have to call him a mutt, though. He probably deserved that much as a reward.

Leaving a few more small kisses on Hugo's face, he finally got out of the bed and marched into the bathroom awkwardly. Why wasn't it going down...!

[crowned-by-thorns]

"You know I will! Now go and wash away your shame my dear puppy~"

The way Lycaon's tail stopped briefly only to start wagging again with even more vigor was terribly amusing.

He gasped at the mention of not using mut, that's more like a pet name now rather than an insult.

Fine he'll just have to use hellhound instead. It's only fair if his boyfriend calls him a little fiend.

"Fine, i'll agree because you have been a very good boy and defied authority for my sake."

As soon as the thiren is out of the room he goes straight for the wardrobe and searches for a suitable shirt to wear.

[wolfishly-charming]

Washing away the sins took Lycaon longer than he expected. Just thinking about how his dream could have ended, had it not been interrupted, was enough to let him finish himself off really quickly. But then he remembered how eager his own, real life Hugo was, craving his closeness and intimacy, also calling him a good boy and all that... before he knew, he got hard again.

That was quite embarrassing.

It took reciting the Mayor's borig speeches from memory under a cold shower for quite a while, before he calmed himself down enough to be able to return to the room. After that was finally taken care of, he finished the showering real quick, dried himself in a rush and walked out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. He forgot to take any fresh clothes or even undrwear with him, but it mattered not, since he was supposed to change into a maid costume anyway, as promised.

Oh, but his boyfriend... of course he had to tease the thiren by putting on one of his shirts. Lycaon swallowed, licked his lips, looked away, and continued with the mayor's speeches in his head. After another moment of that, he asked, "I just remembered, that you have actually mentioned the maid outfit in the past. Am I correct to assume, that you already have one prepared for me?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

Oh dear his boyfriend took his sweet time in the shower it even allowed him to change his underwear for something silky and lacy. He's starting to have suspicions of why his man got so excited. Oh well, if the stars align at the right time he's going to get everything he wants and more.

In his pacing around the room waiting for lycaon to come back he forgot to actually drink something sugary before his partner gets to cook breakfast, he expected his usual symptoms would manifest sooner due to his little 'adventure' but he had hoped he could last at least until breakfast was served.

But no instead he felt dizzy right as the thiren walked out of the shower resulting in the poor man seeing him trip briefly on his way to lay back in bed.

Great, he's going to worry once again and he doesn't want that. It's easily fixable with the stuff they keep around them now (aka sugary snacks and drinks)

[wolfishly-charming]

Lycaon's instincts activated within a milisecond of seeing his boyfriend get dizzy. He basically leaped through the room, not giving a hoot about the towel, which dropped to the floor from the sudden movement. He got to Hugo so fast, that he managed to catch the man by the waist as he tripped, stabilize him, then gently lead him to sit down on the bed. Of course the thiren sat down beside him as well, not loosening his grip around his partner's waist for one moment. It was a gentle hold, but firm.

"Are you alright? I should have gotten you something to eat, or drink, before I went to the bathroom..." he mumbled, looking anxious. He also didn't expect Hugo would get weak so quickly. But well, he also didn't exactly expect the man would get out of bed at all. "You really need to rest more..." He cupped his boyfriend's cheek and looked at his face with concern. Well, he was even paler than usual, and the shadows underneath his eyes were more prominent, but otherwise he didn't look so bad.

The wolf placed a small kiss on Hugo's nose, then reached towards the night stand, were he kept some snacks and a small bottle of juice. Only after he gave those to his boyfriend, did he calm down enough to notice the lacy purple underwear the man was wearing.

Oh, Heavens.

He has just calmed it down...

[crowned-by-thorns]

As much as he disliked how wet fur feels on his skin when he's dry he was happy his partner caught him in time, thus saving his knees from colliding with the bedframe.

The way his waist was held was really nice, if only the wolf griped it a little tighter.

"None of us expected for a sugar crash to happen this soon. I'll be fine as long as I get my emergency snacks in," he explained.

It was true, in a few minutes after emptying an entire soda can down his throat he already started to feel better. This also allowed him to finally observe his partner wasn't wearing his towel.

Seeing him in his full naked glory made his hole clench on air in need while his eyes remained captivated on the sight. Damn it, he needs this man so badly. Those results needs to arrive asap.

[wolfishly-charming]

Seeing his boyfriend's lacy lingerie, he had to go back to reciting the mayor's speeches in his head all over again. Don't get hard now, it is not the time. What is wrong with you today?

To distract himself, the wolf looked up instead, and watched his partner drink, with a wagging tail. It calmed his anxiety greatly, when he could see with his own one eye, that Hugo replenished his sugar and was starting to look better.

And yet, as soon as he calmed down, the little fiend's gaze got hang up on something. He followed that gaze and only now noticed that he's dropped his towel on the way here and was sitting there, fully exposed, his unruly friend down between his legs continuously getting half hard from the slightest thing. It was as if it was peeking up, trying to see whether it was its queue yet. Oh, for goodness sake.

Just when he was supposed to hold back for a day, it had to be like this. It didn't help, that Hugo was staring at him like a starved man, who really needed to devour this, or he will get dizzy all over again.

"I, uh..." the thiren mumbled, trying to break the silence, which was starting to make the atmosphere in the room grow thicker. He was both embarrassed and increasingly horny. He needed to work harder to hold it back. "I, I will get into that maid costume," he announced in a panic, hurriedly getting up from the bed.

As expected, his little bat has already prepared the outfit while he was changing into the wolf's shirt. Bless, he will put it on and cover himself up. What a convenient excuse! He unfolded the clothes and looked at them. Then at Hugo. Then at the clothes back again. Where.... was the rest of it? Surely this can't be all? He put the skirt in front of himself. It wasn't even long enough to cover up his cock completely.

As the youngsters would say these days... he was cooked.

[crowned-by-thorns]

He almost whined when his boyfriend left to change. Almost, his sense of shame still kept him somewhat silent. His thoughts on the other the hand were supplying him with various filthy scenarios that could unfold.

On his knees taking his partner in his mouth or bent over the side of the bed and taking the man to the hilt were just a few of said scenarios.

The maid dress turned out to be more bad than good at the moment too, simply because the damn wolf looked so erotic in it.

But his partner won't touch him too much until those damn lab results are in, he's going to go mad or...wait he could definitely try to play with himself while the other cooks breakfast! He may be able to handle this day after all!

He'll sneak in a few kisses as well before.

[wolfishly-charming]

After changing, Lycaon awkwardly pulled down on the hem of the skirt, in a desparate attempt to hide his half-boner from sight, but he was not succeeding at all. The stockings were clinging to his thighs, the lingerie barely covered his cock, the skirt with the apron seemed to be the size of a hankerchief, and the corset squeezed his torso thightly, making his chest stand out even more than usual. He stood in an awkward silence for a moment and bit on his lip.

Usually, he wouldn't be this shy about it at all, but right now he was holding back and the outfit wasn't helping him. Nor was it helping Hugo.

He closed his eye and sighed. "Uhm. S-so, what would you like for breakfast?" he changed the topic swiftly, trying to act as normal as possible. "The fridge should be stocked up, so no need to worry, I should be able to prepare anything you like. My little bat."

As he stood there awkwardly, waiting for an answer, his gaze wandered around the room. It stopped on the clock. Right... "They mentioned that they will send a Bangboo from the hospital today, to draw your blood and check if the toxins are gone. It should be in around an hour and a half, or so. Plenty of time to prepare and eat something."

[crowned-by-thorns]

Gods he wanted to sink his fangs in those meaty thighs, but they can't. Not for now. He is well aware his boyfriend doesn't allow them to go at it because none of them will stop at just one round.

So a waiting game it is for now, still that doesn't mean he should make things hard for himself (no pun intended) so in order to get a little time just with himself he'll have to ask for a big breakfast.

"I want some egg benedict with a side of salad and for dessert i want you to make some crepes if that's okay. Also make a v60 coffee for me today. Thank you ~" ok the recipes besides being delicious should also give him ample time to do what he needs to without alerting the wolf. Or at least until he returns to the room and smells the aftermath of his crime.

"Oh? If someone visiting today does that mean we'll have the results by tonight?"

[wolfishly-charming]

The wolf listened patiently and nodded. Wow. That was one big, fancy breakfast that his boyfriend ordered. Nothing he couldn't handle, of course. He was more than happy to be able to prepare something nice and have Hugo eat a proper, not rushed meal for once. He just didn't realize how hungry his poor little bat must have been... the man probably hasn't eaten for a whole day yesterday...!

"As far as I know, the results should come in the late afternoon today," he explained with a gentle smile. Yes, if everything turns out to be okay just as they hope, they will be able to spend the upcoming night on their... usual activities. So just a little more.

After confirming all the details about the breakfast, Lycaon came over for a few more kisses, before departing for the kitchen downstairs. He took a bathrobe with him, and put it on as soon as he was out of the room. His coworkers should be out of the house right now, but he would rather not have to hack and erase memories of any butlerboos that might still be roaming around the mansion. If someone else accessed their cameras and saw him wearing this.... yeah.

The breakfast was indeed quite demanding. He started with making the salad and the sauce for the eggs, but he couldn't help feeling anxious. Hugo was clearly super hungry and even the coffee was taking so much time...! What if he gets up to go to the bathroom and gets dizzy again...? Perhaps he should bring some more snacks upstairs, before he starts making the crepes. Yes. That sounded like an excellent plan, so he quickly prepared a plate with cheese, crackers and some fruit, as well as orange juice.

As soon as he was done with that, he walked back upstairs and carefully opened the door to his room. He tried to be quiet, in case the blonde dozed off again now that he was gone...

[crowned-by-thorns]

"That's great news. I have a feeling they'll turn out alright but we'll see."

The rest of the conversation focuses on breakfast and that he's asking for so much because he wants the two of them to eat together.

As soon as the thiren is out of the room and away enough to not hear Hugo searching through the drawers he gets to work. Which isn't much really he's just putting a condom on in order to keep the sheets clean and gets the lube close.

He starts by carresing and squeezing his body just as his boyfriend would. His hands stop at his pecs giving them a good grip before capturing both of his nipples with his fingers and twirling them around imagining it's Lycaon doing it instead and looking at him with hunger.

He remembers once again how his boyfriend looked naked, gods he's so handsome it's unfair. So well endowed too, lord that cock makes him see stars whenever they go at it.

While the blond images his partner hovering over him preparing him one of his hands travels down. But not before squeezing a copious amount of lube in his palm.

He starts with one finger but soon adds another. He tries not to moan very hard to not alert the very man he's masturbating at the thought of so half of his face is burried in the wolf's pillow. It serves to muffle the sound but also supplies the thief with the smell of his partner.

Speaking of said partner he was chanting his name in a whisper begging for more. Saying how hot he is and how much he adores him.

[wolfishly-charming]

The thiren froze in the doorframe, mouth agape, stunned by the view he walked onto. Without a moment's thought, he quickly closed the door again, as quietly as he could, and stood there in the corridor for a bit, trying to get the emotional rollercoaster to stop.

First, he felt guilty to have seen something he clearly wasn't supposed to see. He also felt guilty that he wasn't able to provide the pleasure to his boyfriend himself and that the man had to resolve to desperate measures instead. Of course, he also felt turned on, because the little fiend was extremely hot and seeing him touch himself like that, while lusting for the wolf, has activated so many neurons in his dog brain. He also felt kind of happy and proud to have heard his own name being called out during the process. How could he not be happy that his lover longed for him so? He also felt a little ashamed, though, he's also had to rub one out in the morning... or rather two, actually... at their age, shouldn't they be a bit more... composed?

Big part of him of course wanted to open the door again, jump Hugo and do for him everything he could have wished for. But no, they needed to be responsible. If they started with even the smallest thing, it was inevitable that they wouldn't be able to stop for a long while. Stopping would be even harder for them than not starting at all. And they both knew, that after the events of yesterday, Hugo's condition was far from perfect. Even though he might claim that he's feeling alright, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't suddenly get worse midway through.

The wolf looked at the closed door in front of him with a trace of regret. He knew he needed to be strong, though, so he walked away and went back to the kitchen.

Well, if his sweet prince was in good enough shape to be doing all that, then perhaps he can go a little longer without the snack plate.

Lycaon continued on with making the breakfast. It actually took a bit longer than it normally would, because the image of what he saw earlier was hunting him and keeping him restless. He had to take a couple of breaks to get himself together before continuing... seriously, what was wrong with him today?

After everything was finally done, the attendant walked all the way to his door once again, took off the bathrobe, to make sure he serves the breakfast in all of the maid glory, hesistated for just a moment, then walked in.

[crowned-by-thorns]

Oh he was lost in pleasure and for a moment he wished his boyfriend would catch him in the act and join him. Gods he needs him so badly.

His movements intensify and become quite erratic the closer he gets. It doesn't take long until he comes with a louder than intended moan that makes him look instantly at the door to check if it's still closed. It is but he has no guarantee if the wolf heard anything or not.

He'll find out when breakfast is served he guesses.

For now the shame of the act settled in. Was he always this needy? Or is because he's finally allowing himself the full intensity of his feelings?

No time to think about that, he needs to clean up his 'crimes'.

He finishes everything right on time to slide back in bed and pretend nothing happened as his personal wolf maid returns.

"No need to worry my love you look absolutely dashing and delicious. Come join me and let's eat together."

[wolfishly-charming]

Ah. Surely he meant that the breakfast looked delicious, right? "Thank you..." he mumbled. The thiren felt a bit awkward, but he didn't really say anything about the fact that he both saw and also, later, heard. He brought the tray to the bed, kissed the top of Hugo's head and went to the window to open it slightly. "It is a bit stuffy in here. I hope you don't mind. Do let me know if you start feeling cold," he explained without much emotion in his tone.

He hoped it sounded natural enough. The little fiend has done a very good job covering up his 'tracks', as usual, but the wolf could still smell a trace of that very specific scent, and he was afraid, that it might soon drive him insane.

He then walked back to the bed and scooted close to his boyfriend. "Come on, eat. You must be starving," he whispered, placing some sweet little kisses on the man's cheek. "I am rather proud of how well the eggs came out. I hope you will like them," he murmured and proceeded to feed one of the pieces of toasted bun with bacon, an egg and sauce on top to his little bat. Yes, yes, he knew that he was also supposed to eat, but he couldn't help himself. It all felt way too much like honeymoon and his little bat was just so cute. It made him want to act as cheesy as humanly, no, wolfishly possible.

[crowned-by-thorns]

He wasn't sure if it truly was stuffy or his thiren boyfriend could just feel a faint trace of what he did earlier judging his insane sense of smell. Nonetheless the thief feels way better now and able to just be around the wolf without getting very horny.

"It's okay if it gets too cold I can just command you to cuddle with me. You're practically a fluffy walking heater my dear, how could I pass the opportunity?"

Of course he didn't really need to command the wolf to cuddle with him. His partner does that anyway as he joins him for breakfast in bed.

He gladly accepts every piece he's served and tries to offer some to his partner as well.

"They're quite good. A great improvement compared to how you used to cook when we were young. Acceptable for future husband material," he says in a playful manner wrapping one of his hands around the thiren.

[wolfishly-charming]

"And what if I am a very insubordinate maid who just does as he pleases?" the wolf teased with a smug smile. "And what if I start to cuddle you, even when you are not cold at all?" As he said that, he slipped into the bed and pulled Hugo in close. If they are going to eat together, it must absolutely contain satisfying amounts of cuddling.

The thiren was happy to accept every bite he was given, but each one of them had to be punished with a kiss to the little bat's cheek, as soon as it was swallowed. It was apparently some sort of unspoken rule, because Lycaon did just that, every time, without fail.

"I certainly do hope so. I have trained a lot since then..." he replied shyly. What did Hugo mean by this? Just quite good compared to before? He used to only be able to make scrambled eggs and now he prepares meals for the most picky rich people, basically on a fancy hotel restaurant level.

But before he got to sulk about that, the ultimate compliment was bestowed upon him, instantly erasing all of his anxiety. Husband material... the wolf's heart skipped a beat, then did a little jump and a twirl. It activated his tail and suddenly some pillows flew off the bed, as it started wagging uncontrollably.

Was he? He really hoped he was. He's been working so hard. He wanted to be. He wanted to be that, more than anything. Suddenly hearing it from Hugo made the attendant feel very accomplished. Maybe all of this... really wasn't in vain... as long as it led to the point of them being husbands. And right now that point was closer than ever. It felt like he could reach it, if he just extended his arm...

He couldn't really control himself at this point, so he kissed his boyfriend on the lips, breakfast be damned.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Is it truly insubordination if it's something we both want?" He says shooting the wolf a funny look.

"But to humor your question if you truly were to defy my orders i guess I'll just have to spank you as punishment," he continues. Even if it was something that normally would please his partner they're trying to abstain from too many touches for now and this would be counterproductive for Lycaon.

That doesn't mean Hugo won't slap his ass at one point he looks too good in that dress not to. It has to be whenever the wolf expects it the least for the best reaction however.

"I know. You're actually a great cook, but i have to tease you first before complimenting you sincerely."

Calling his partner husband material was definitely the right call as his mood improved from it right away.

His lover is simply too cute, he won't mind if the thief bites him a bit instead of the bit of breakfast he's being offered at the moment.

[wolfishly-charming]

This was incredibly stupid for someone who prides himself on being really hard to catch. It was supposed to be a quick mission yet his condition got the best of him. Too many hectic days lately, he forgot to snack between jobs and he fainted like a damn idiot in the middle of a lab he was supposed to steal data from.

Before he fully collapsed he managed to press on the beacon coin and send a distress signal out. Little did he know his sister was accompanied by his former business partner (& current boyfriend) when it was sent out. He honestly hopes Vivian won't have to get in danger because of him, it's not worth the trouble.

When he wakes up he's tied to a chair in a very familiar position, but just a different place. The way he feels is familiar too which makes him curse under his breath.

Out in the corner he also spots a familiar presence.

"Well, well, well looks like we meet again other me. I thought you were already well adjusted enough to not have to see me anymore, yet here you are. Making trouble for people who care about you again aren't you hmmm?"

Lycaon was just on his way back from the Video Store, where he was helping the proxies with some errands. He didn't expect that Miss Vivian would also be there, but at the same time he wasn't very surprised, knowing of the girl's infatuation with Lord Phaeton. The atmosphere between them was still a bit awkward, but at least she didn't seem opposed to the relationship he had with her brother...

Before he even managed to make any small talk, though, something unexpected happened. Miss Vivian suddenly took out a small device, which looked like an elegant brooch with a purple gem. It was vibrating softly and that couldn't have been good, judging by the sheer horror on her face. Upon opening the brooch, they saw some coordinates on a small screen inside.

As she explained, it was a distress signal, and Hugo never sent those. Usually he would push through hell and still wouldn't ask for help, meaning this time it must have been dire. Lycaon tried to keep his calm, not to make the young lady even more paniced than she already was... but deep inside his instincts told him to run as fast as he could to save his partner.

That wouldn't do, though, they needed a plan. So first, they checked the coordinates with a map. "Shit," the wolf muttered under his breath, a clear signal he was losing his cool. "Ah, pardon me," he apologized quickly, putting his mask of elegance back on, "it is just that... I know of this place. It is a government research facility, that is currently under the Mayor's investigation. There is a strong suspicion of illegal experiments being done on people." The thiren bit his lip, looking both worried and angry. If they dare touch his Hugo... he will rip their throats out and hang them at the gates... no, no, no, this wasn't a good time to go wild. This was a delicate situation. He needed to go to Mr Mayflower, get the floor plans for the facility, then get clearance to infiltrate it and get to his boyfriend asap. If he just tried to break in without any preparation, he could make it worse.

"Miss Vivian, please, leave this matter to me. I will save him no matter what," he promised with determination. "It would be best, if you and Robin could stay on the outside and monitor the situation in case something goes wrong." He knew that if anything happened to his little sister, Hugo would personally pluck every little bit of fur from his tail. This was a dangerous situation and it's better if he deals with it himself. Now, to the Mayor...

[crowned-by-thorns]

While the initial reaction was quite fun to witness the damn wolf brought up the big guns aka the wet dog look.

"Stop it! I'm not going to fall for your adorable manipulation tactics this time just because you're embarrassed about having a wet dream." Despite the protests his ears were twitching as he looked away trying not to fall into the very obvious trap his boyfriend laid out to him.

"You either let me do something about that morning wood of yours or you wear a dress as punishment for tempting me before I get the ok from the medical analysis. Hmph bet that if i didn't wake you up you might have even came in your sleep."

He's being a bit dramatic just for the sake of it. In reality he's very grateful for his boyfriend and only a bit sad he can't show the man just how much he appreciates him. Really it's not about being horny but rather wanting his lover as close as possible. Newly reawakened feelings are making him feel more intensely.

[wolfishly-charming]

Ah. He was this close to succeeding with the wet puppy look. But his boyfriend was stronger than he hoped. Fine.

Technically, he could let Hugo do something about his boner. A little hand job wouldn't overexert him for sure... the problem was, that the wolf knew that if they started, they wouldn't be able to stop themselves from doing more. He couldn't risk that. He needed to be the responsible one here and hold his ground.

"Alright. I will wear the dress, if that is what you want," he agreed easily. He wasn't really sure what the big deal was. Dresses like miss Rina's seemed to be quite comfortable to walk in anyway. Sure, he could have continued to plead his case, since it really wasn't his fault what he dreamed of, but he didn't want the little bat to work himself up for no reason. Besides, he really felt like pampering and spoiling his prince today, so he was ready to agree to more than just that.

"I will be your maid and do what you ask of me," he murmured, leaning his face closer in to his partner's, "so please, don't be mad at me anymore?" He placed a few soft kisses on Hugo's cheek. He was almost sure that the little fiend wasn't actually mad at him at all, but it couldn't hurt to show some remorse, now could it? He poked Hugo's cheek with his snout. "I will be your obedient puppy for the day, master," he whispered, quite seductively.

Once his boyfriend finally looked at him again, he placed a sweet kiss on his lips and then lifted himself up, ready to get out of bed. "I will wash myself up first," he announced, omitting the part, where he will have to deal with his unruly cock in the bathroom, to make it go down, "then I can put on that maid apron and make you breakfast. How does that sound?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

"I'm not actually mad at you, if anything I'm mad we can't do activities that imply us being very close to each other. I'm feeling quite clingy you know?" He mumbles and pouts a little bit.

Ah, his little plea didn't work either but hey, the wolf will wear a maid dress which will be delightful to see.

"The first order is to speak less to me as you speak with a client, don't call me master ugh I don't like the sound of that. Call me a pet name or something, it will feel more personal to us and less like you're playing another role."

After that he didn't let Lycaon escape towards a cold shower just yet, he caught his hand and gave him a few more kisses.

"Don't take too long ok? I'll get lonely~"

[wolfishly-charming]

"As you wish, my little bat," he quickly corrected himself. Hmm, no, this one didn't quite fit in this situation. "My sweet prince...?" he tried. This was a little better, but he wasn't sure if Hugo liked it. Did it sound too official? He cocked his head and looked at the blonde as if he was waiting for an opinion.

"I won't take long," he promised, gladly staying a bit longer for the kisses. He was happy that his partner felt so clingy. It was honestly very cute. And he wasn't being called a stupid mutt, which was a nice improvement. "...I want to be called a pet name, too," he demanded suddenly, his tail wagging like stupid.

So what if they can't have sex for a little while? There were other forms of intimacy still available to them, such as cuddling and kissing and having sweet little talks. With occasional bickering, as they liked best, of course. He could also make his boyfriend something nice for breakfast and maybe even spoon feed him, if he is allowed. The day ahead of them sounded so nice, that for a bit he's completely forgotten about the bracelet on his wrist and about his suspension from work.

He kissed Hugo a few more times, then made another attempt at going to the bathroom.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Hmmm? I don't know if I fully vibe with being called a prince. Use it a little bit more and I see how i feel about it," he explains to the wolf.

"Oh? I'll time you~ I'm curious about how much it will take for you to finish yourself off at the thought of me in the shower." He doesn't mention he already knows the thiren's shower routine. After all that's what allowed him to steal some of his shirts so discretely. Speaking about Lycaon's shirts perhaps he should change into one.

"Isn't dear puppy enough? Perhaps I should call you beloved moonlight again?"

The day will surely pass quickly enough and he's sure the results will be in his favor. He already feels much better than before being kidnapped. Allowing himself this domestic bliss also puts him into a great mood. That and the knowledge that the wolf betrayed his orders for him, gosh he didn't think it was possible anymore.

[wolfishly-charming]

"Alright. Just tell me, if you want me to stop," he agreed. Well, since he was the fluffy knight, a prince only sounded right for Hugo. He could go for king, but that didn't quite fit for a pet name. Of course, it's not that he didn't already have a bunch of other pet names for his boyfriend, but he sort of collected them like trading cards. He wanted to have the right one for every occassion, and right now, since he wanted to pamper and spoil the blonde man, a prince treatment seemed to make most sense to him.

The wolf's face heated up again, as he cleared his throat. "I will deal with it most efficiently," he informed stiffly. Honestly, when thinking about Hugo, he was certain he could come almost immediately. The thought of the man checking that on a watch, stressed him out, though.

Lycaon's tail kept wagging with joy. The pet names talk was a neat distraction from the earlier topic of the things he was going to do in the shower. "I like both," he said. "Use them more." Ah, he felt sort of bad making demands, but hey. He saved Hugo's life, didn't he? And he was suffering the consequences of this action, too. It seemed kind of justified to be a little bit selfish in turn. He thought for a bit and made another demand. "And the m-word is prohibited," he announced, unsure if he was pushing his luck a bit with this one. The little fiend would always find a way to insult him anyway. Didn't have to call him a mutt, though. He probably deserved that much as a reward.

Leaving a few more small kisses on Hugo's face, he finally got out of the bed and marched into the bathroom awkwardly. Why wasn't it going down...!

[crowned-by-thorns]

"You know I will! Now go and wash away your shame my dear puppy~"

The way Lycaon's tail stopped briefly only to start wagging again with even more vigor was terribly amusing.

He gasped at the mention of not using mut, that's more like a pet name now rather than an insult.

Fine he'll just have to use hellhound instead. It's only fair if his boyfriend calls him a little fiend.

"Fine, i'll agree because you have been a very good boy and defied authority for my sake."

As soon as the thiren is out of the room he goes straight for the wardrobe and searches for a suitable shirt to wear.

[wolfishly-charming]

Washing away the sins took Lycaon longer than he expected. Just thinking about how his dream could have ended, had it not been interrupted, was enough to let him finish himself off really quickly. But then he remembered how eager his own, real life Hugo was, craving his closeness and intimacy, also calling him a good boy and all that... before he knew, he got hard again.

That was quite embarrassing.

It took reciting the Mayor's borig speeches from memory under a cold shower for quite a while, before he calmed himself down enough to be able to return to the room. After that was finally taken care of, he finished the showering real quick, dried himself in a rush and walked out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. He forgot to take any fresh clothes or even undrwear with him, but it mattered not, since he was supposed to change into a maid costume anyway, as promised.

Oh, but his boyfriend... of course he had to tease the thiren by putting on one of his shirts. Lycaon swallowed, licked his lips, looked away, and continued with the mayor's speeches in his head. After another moment of that, he asked, "I just remembered, that you have actually mentioned the maid outfit in the past. Am I correct to assume, that you already have one prepared for me?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

Oh dear his boyfriend took his sweet time in the shower it even allowed him to change his underwear for something silky and lacy. He's starting to have suspicions of why his man got so excited. Oh well, if the stars align at the right time he's going to get everything he wants and more.

In his pacing around the room waiting for lycaon to come back he forgot to actually drink something sugary before his partner gets to cook breakfast, he expected his usual symptoms would manifest sooner due to his little 'adventure' but he had hoped he could last at least until breakfast was served.

But no instead he felt dizzy right as the thiren walked out of the shower resulting in the poor man seeing him trip briefly on his way to lay back in bed.

Great, he's going to worry once again and he doesn't want that. It's easily fixable with the stuff they keep around them now (aka sugary snacks and drinks)

[wolfishly-charming]

Lycaon's instincts activated within a milisecond of seeing his boyfriend get dizzy. He basically leaped through the room, not giving a hoot about the towel, which dropped to the floor from the sudden movement. He got to Hugo so fast, that he managed to catch the man by the waist as he tripped, stabilize him, then gently lead him to sit down on the bed. Of course the thiren sat down beside him as well, not loosening his grip around his partner's waist for one moment. It was a gentle hold, but firm.

"Are you alright? I should have gotten you something to eat, or drink, before I went to the bathroom..." he mumbled, looking anxious. He also didn't expect Hugo would get weak so quickly. But well, he also didn't exactly expect the man would get out of bed at all. "You really need to rest more..." He cupped his boyfriend's cheek and looked at his face with concern. Well, he was even paler than usual, and the shadows underneath his eyes were more prominent, but otherwise he didn't look so bad.

The wolf placed a small kiss on Hugo's nose, then reached towards the night stand, were he kept some snacks and a small bottle of juice. Only after he gave those to his boyfriend, did he calm down enough to notice the lacy purple underwear the man was wearing.

Oh, Heavens.

He has just calmed it down...

[crowned-by-thorns]

As much as he disliked how wet fur feels on his skin when he's dry he was happy his partner caught him in time, thus saving his knees from colliding with the bedframe.

The way his waist was held was really nice, if only the wolf griped it a little tighter.

"None of us expected for a sugar crash to happen this soon. I'll be fine as long as I get my emergency snacks in," he explained.

It was true, in a few minutes after emptying an entire soda can down his throat he already started to feel better. This also allowed him to finally observe his partner wasn't wearing his towel.

Seeing him in his full naked glory made his hole clench on air in need while his eyes remained captivated on the sight. Damn it, he needs this man so badly. Those results needs to arrive asap.

[wolfishly-charming]

Seeing his boyfriend's lacy lingerie, he had to go back to reciting the mayor's speeches in his head all over again. Don't get hard now, it is not the time. What is wrong with you today?

To distract himself, the wolf looked up instead, and watched his partner drink, with a wagging tail. It calmed his anxiety greatly, when he could see with his own one eye, that Hugo replenished his sugar and was starting to look better.

And yet, as soon as he calmed down, the little fiend's gaze got hang up on something. He followed that gaze and only now noticed that he's dropped his towel on the way here and was sitting there, fully exposed, his unruly friend down between his legs continuously getting half hard from the slightest thing. It was as if it was peeking up, trying to see whether it was its queue yet. Oh, for goodness sake.

Just when he was supposed to hold back for a day, it had to be like this. It didn't help, that Hugo was staring at him like a starved man, who really needed to devour this, or he will get dizzy all over again.

"I, uh..." the thiren mumbled, trying to break the silence, which was starting to make the atmosphere in the room grow thicker. He was both embarrassed and increasingly horny. He needed to work harder to hold it back. "I, I will get into that maid costume," he announced in a panic, hurriedly getting up from the bed.

As expected, his little bat has already prepared the outfit while he was changing into the wolf's shirt. Bless, he will put it on and cover himself up. What a convenient excuse! He unfolded the clothes and looked at them. Then at Hugo. Then at the clothes back again. Where.... was the rest of it? Surely this can't be all? He put the skirt in front of himself. It wasn't even long enough to cover up his cock completely.

As the youngsters would say these days... he was cooked.

[crowned-by-thorns]

He almost whined when his boyfriend left to change. Almost, his sense of shame still kept him somewhat silent. His thoughts on the other the hand were supplying him with various filthy scenarios that could unfold.

On his knees taking his partner in his mouth or bent over the side of the bed and taking the man to the hilt were just a few of said scenarios.

The maid dress turned out to be more bad than good at the moment too, simply because the damn wolf looked so erotic in it.

But his partner won't touch him too much until those damn lab results are in, he's going to go mad or...wait he could definitely try to play with himself while the other cooks breakfast! He may be able to handle this day after all!

He'll sneak in a few kisses as well before.

[wolfishly-charming]

After changing, Lycaon awkwardly pulled down on the hem of the skirt, in a desparate attempt to hide his half-boner from sight, but he was not succeeding at all. The stockings were clinging to his thighs, the lingerie barely covered his cock, the skirt with the apron seemed to be the size of a hankerchief, and the corset squeezed his torso thightly, making his chest stand out even more than usual. He stood in an awkward silence for a moment and bit on his lip.

Usually, he wouldn't be this shy about it at all, but right now he was holding back and the outfit wasn't helping him. Nor was it helping Hugo.

He closed his eye and sighed. "Uhm. S-so, what would you like for breakfast?" he changed the topic swiftly, trying to act as normal as possible. "The fridge should be stocked up, so no need to worry, I should be able to prepare anything you like. My little bat."

As he stood there awkwardly, waiting for an answer, his gaze wandered around the room. It stopped on the clock. Right... "They mentioned that they will send a Bangboo from the hospital today, to draw your blood and check if the toxins are gone. It should be in around an hour and a half, or so. Plenty of time to prepare and eat something."

[crowned-by-thorns]

Gods he wanted to sink his fangs in those meaty thighs, but they can't. Not for now. He is well aware his boyfriend doesn't allow them to go at it because none of them will stop at just one round.

So a waiting game it is for now, still that doesn't mean he should make things hard for himself (no pun intended) so in order to get a little time just with himself he'll have to ask for a big breakfast.

"I want some egg benedict with a side of salad and for dessert i want you to make some crepes if that's okay. Also make a v60 coffee for me today. Thank you ~" ok the recipes besides being delicious should also give him ample time to do what he needs to without alerting the wolf. Or at least until he returns to the room and smells the aftermath of his crime.

"Oh? If someone visiting today does that mean we'll have the results by tonight?"

[wolfishly-charming]

The wolf listened patiently and nodded. Wow. That was one big, fancy breakfast that his boyfriend ordered. Nothing he couldn't handle, of course. He was more than happy to be able to prepare something nice and have Hugo eat a proper, not rushed meal for once. He just didn't realize how hungry his poor little bat must have been... the man probably hasn't eaten for a whole day yesterday...!

"As far as I know, the results should come in the late afternoon today," he explained with a gentle smile. Yes, if everything turns out to be okay just as they hope, they will be able to spend the upcoming night on their... usual activities. So just a little more.

After confirming all the details about the breakfast, Lycaon came over for a few more kisses, before departing for the kitchen downstairs. He took a bathrobe with him, and put it on as soon as he was out of the room. His coworkers should be out of the house right now, but he would rather not have to hack and erase memories of any butlerboos that might still be roaming around the mansion. If someone else accessed their cameras and saw him wearing this.... yeah.

The breakfast was indeed quite demanding. He started with making the salad and the sauce for the eggs, but he couldn't help feeling anxious. Hugo was clearly super hungry and even the coffee was taking so much time...! What if he gets up to go to the bathroom and gets dizzy again...? Perhaps he should bring some more snacks upstairs, before he starts making the crepes. Yes. That sounded like an excellent plan, so he quickly prepared a plate with cheese, crackers and some fruit, as well as orange juice.

As soon as he was done with that, he walked back upstairs and carefully opened the door to his room. He tried to be quiet, in case the blonde dozed off again now that he was gone...

[crowned-by-thorns]

"That's great news. I have a feeling they'll turn out alright but we'll see."

The rest of the conversation focuses on breakfast and that he's asking for so much because he wants the two of them to eat together.

As soon as the thiren is out of the room and away enough to not hear Hugo searching through the drawers he gets to work. Which isn't much really he's just putting a condom on in order to keep the sheets clean and gets the lube close.

He starts by carresing and squeezing his body just as his boyfriend would. His hands stop at his pecs giving them a good grip before capturing both of his nipples with his fingers and twirling them around imagining it's Lycaon doing it instead and looking at him with hunger.

He remembers once again how his boyfriend looked naked, gods he's so handsome it's unfair. So well endowed too, lord that cock makes him see stars whenever they go at it.

While the blond images his partner hovering over him preparing him one of his hands travels down. But not before squeezing a copious amount of lube in his palm.

He starts with one finger but soon adds another. He tries not to moan very hard to not alert the very man he's masturbating at the thought of so half of his face is burried in the wolf's pillow. It serves to muffle the sound but also supplies the thief with the smell of his partner.

Speaking of said partner he was chanting his name in a whisper begging for more. Saying how hot he is and how much he adores him.

[wolfishly-charming]

The thiren froze in the doorframe, mouth agape, stunned by the view he walked onto. Without a moment's thought, he quickly closed the door again, as quietly as he could, and stood there in the corridor for a bit, trying to get the emotional rollercoaster to stop.

First, he felt guilty to have seen something he clearly wasn't supposed to see. He also felt guilty that he wasn't able to provide the pleasure to his boyfriend himself and that the man had to resolve to desperate measures instead. Of course, he also felt turned on, because the little fiend was extremely hot and seeing him touch himself like that, while lusting for the wolf, has activated so many neurons in his dog brain. He also felt kind of happy and proud to have heard his own name being called out during the process. How could he not be happy that his lover longed for him so? He also felt a little ashamed, though, he's also had to rub one out in the morning... or rather two, actually... at their age, shouldn't they be a bit more... composed?

Big part of him of course wanted to open the door again, jump Hugo and do for him everything he could have wished for. But no, they needed to be responsible. If they started with even the smallest thing, it was inevitable that they wouldn't be able to stop for a long while. Stopping would be even harder for them than not starting at all. And they both knew, that after the events of yesterday, Hugo's condition was far from perfect. Even though he might claim that he's feeling alright, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't suddenly get worse midway through.

The wolf looked at the closed door in front of him with a trace of regret. He knew he needed to be strong, though, so he walked away and went back to the kitchen.

Well, if his sweet prince was in good enough shape to be doing all that, then perhaps he can go a little longer without the snack plate.

Lycaon continued on with making the breakfast. It actually took a bit longer than it normally would, because the image of what he saw earlier was hunting him and keeping him restless. He had to take a couple of breaks to get himself together before continuing... seriously, what was wrong with him today?

After everything was finally done, the attendant walked all the way to his door once again, took off the bathrobe, to make sure he serves the breakfast in all of the maid glory, hesistated for just a moment, then walked in.

[crowned-by-thorns]

Oh he was lost in pleasure and for a moment he wished his boyfriend would catch him in the act and join him. Gods he needs him so badly.

His movements intensify and become quite erratic the closer he gets. It doesn't take long until he comes with a louder than intended moan that makes him look instantly at the door to check if it's still closed. It is but he has no guarantee if the wolf heard anything or not.

He'll find out when breakfast is served he guesses.

For now the shame of the act settled in. Was he always this needy? Or is because he's finally allowing himself the full intensity of his feelings?

No time to think about that, he needs to clean up his 'crimes'.

He finishes everything right on time to slide back in bed and pretend nothing happened as his personal wolf maid returns.

"No need to worry my love you look absolutely dashing and delicious. Come join me and let's eat together."

[wolfishly-charming]

Ah. Surely he meant that the breakfast looked delicious, right? "Thank you..." he mumbled. The thiren felt a bit awkward, but he didn't really say anything about the fact that he both saw and also, later, heard. He brought the tray to the bed, kissed the top of Hugo's head and went to the window to open it slightly. "It is a bit stuffy in here. I hope you don't mind. Do let me know if you start feeling cold," he explained without much emotion in his tone.

He hoped it sounded natural enough. The little fiend has done a very good job covering up his 'tracks', as usual, but the wolf could still smell a trace of that very specific scent, and he was afraid, that it might soon drive him insane.

He then walked back to the bed and scooted close to his boyfriend. "Come on, eat. You must be starving," he whispered, placing some sweet little kisses on the man's cheek. "I am rather proud of how well the eggs came out. I hope you will like them," he murmured and proceeded to feed one of the pieces of toasted bun with bacon, an egg and sauce on top to his little bat. Yes, yes, he knew that he was also supposed to eat, but he couldn't help himself. It all felt way too much like honeymoon and his little bat was just so cute. It made him want to act as cheesy as humanly, no, wolfishly possible.

[crowned-by-thorns]

He wasn't sure if it truly was stuffy or his thiren boyfriend could just feel a faint trace of what he did earlier judging his insane sense of smell. Nonetheless the thief feels way better now and able to just be around the wolf without getting very horny.

"It's okay if it gets too cold I can just command you to cuddle with me. You're practically a fluffy walking heater my dear, how could I pass the opportunity?"

Of course he didn't really need to command the wolf to cuddle with him. His partner does that anyway as he joins him for breakfast in bed.

He gladly accepts every piece he's served and tries to offer some to his partner as well.

"They're quite good. A great improvement compared to how you used to cook when we were young. Acceptable for future husband material," he says in a playful manner wrapping one of his hands around the thiren.

[wolfishly-charming]

This was incredibly stupid for someone who prides himself on being really hard to catch. It was supposed to be a quick mission yet his condition got the best of him. Too many hectic days lately, he forgot to snack between jobs and he fainted like a damn idiot in the middle of a lab he was supposed to steal data from.

Before he fully collapsed he managed to press on the beacon coin and send a distress signal out. Little did he know his sister was accompanied by his former business partner (& current boyfriend) when it was sent out. He honestly hopes Vivian won't have to get in danger because of him, it's not worth the trouble.

When he wakes up he's tied to a chair in a very familiar position, but just a different place. The way he feels is familiar too which makes him curse under his breath.

Out in the corner he also spots a familiar presence.

"Well, well, well looks like we meet again other me. I thought you were already well adjusted enough to not have to see me anymore, yet here you are. Making trouble for people who care about you again aren't you hmmm?"

Lycaon was just on his way back from the Video Store, where he was helping the proxies with some errands. He didn't expect that Miss Vivian would also be there, but at the same time he wasn't very surprised, knowing of the girl's infatuation with Lord Phaeton. The atmosphere between them was still a bit awkward, but at least she didn't seem opposed to the relationship he had with her brother...

Before he even managed to make any small talk, though, something unexpected happened. Miss Vivian suddenly took out a small device, which looked like an elegant brooch with a purple gem. It was vibrating softly and that couldn't have been good, judging by the sheer horror on her face. Upon opening the brooch, they saw some coordinates on a small screen inside.

As she explained, it was a distress signal, and Hugo never sent those. Usually he would push through hell and still wouldn't ask for help, meaning this time it must have been dire. Lycaon tried to keep his calm, not to make the young lady even more paniced than she already was... but deep inside his instincts told him to run as fast as he could to save his partner.

That wouldn't do, though, they needed a plan. So first, they checked the coordinates with a map. "Shit," the wolf muttered under his breath, a clear signal he was losing his cool. "Ah, pardon me," he apologized quickly, putting his mask of elegance back on, "it is just that... I know of this place. It is a government research facility, that is currently under the Mayor's investigation. There is a strong suspicion of illegal experiments being done on people." The thiren bit his lip, looking both worried and angry. If they dare touch his Hugo... he will rip their throats out and hang them at the gates... no, no, no, this wasn't a good time to go wild. This was a delicate situation. He needed to go to Mr Mayflower, get the floor plans for the facility, then get clearance to infiltrate it and get to his boyfriend asap. If he just tried to break in without any preparation, he could make it worse.

"Miss Vivian, please, leave this matter to me. I will save him no matter what," he promised with determination. "It would be best, if you and Robin could stay on the outside and monitor the situation in case something goes wrong." He knew that if anything happened to his little sister, Hugo would personally pluck every little bit of fur from his tail. This was a dangerous situation and it's better if he deals with it himself. Now, to the Mayor...

[crowned-by-thorns]

While the initial reaction was quite fun to witness the damn wolf brought up the big guns aka the wet dog look.

"Stop it! I'm not going to fall for your adorable manipulation tactics this time just because you're embarrassed about having a wet dream." Despite the protests his ears were twitching as he looked away trying not to fall into the very obvious trap his boyfriend laid out to him.

"You either let me do something about that morning wood of yours or you wear a dress as punishment for tempting me before I get the ok from the medical analysis. Hmph bet that if i didn't wake you up you might have even came in your sleep."

He's being a bit dramatic just for the sake of it. In reality he's very grateful for his boyfriend and only a bit sad he can't show the man just how much he appreciates him. Really it's not about being horny but rather wanting his lover as close as possible. Newly reawakened feelings are making him feel more intensely.

[wolfishly-charming]

Ah. He was this close to succeeding with the wet puppy look. But his boyfriend was stronger than he hoped. Fine.

Technically, he could let Hugo do something about his boner. A little hand job wouldn't overexert him for sure... the problem was, that the wolf knew that if they started, they wouldn't be able to stop themselves from doing more. He couldn't risk that. He needed to be the responsible one here and hold his ground.

"Alright. I will wear the dress, if that is what you want," he agreed easily. He wasn't really sure what the big deal was. Dresses like miss Rina's seemed to be quite comfortable to walk in anyway. Sure, he could have continued to plead his case, since it really wasn't his fault what he dreamed of, but he didn't want the little bat to work himself up for no reason. Besides, he really felt like pampering and spoiling his prince today, so he was ready to agree to more than just that.

"I will be your maid and do what you ask of me," he murmured, leaning his face closer in to his partner's, "so please, don't be mad at me anymore?" He placed a few soft kisses on Hugo's cheek. He was almost sure that the little fiend wasn't actually mad at him at all, but it couldn't hurt to show some remorse, now could it? He poked Hugo's cheek with his snout. "I will be your obedient puppy for the day, master," he whispered, quite seductively.

Once his boyfriend finally looked at him again, he placed a sweet kiss on his lips and then lifted himself up, ready to get out of bed. "I will wash myself up first," he announced, omitting the part, where he will have to deal with his unruly cock in the bathroom, to make it go down, "then I can put on that maid apron and make you breakfast. How does that sound?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

"I'm not actually mad at you, if anything I'm mad we can't do activities that imply us being very close to each other. I'm feeling quite clingy you know?" He mumbles and pouts a little bit.

Ah, his little plea didn't work either but hey, the wolf will wear a maid dress which will be delightful to see.

"The first order is to speak less to me as you speak with a client, don't call me master ugh I don't like the sound of that. Call me a pet name or something, it will feel more personal to us and less like you're playing another role."

After that he didn't let Lycaon escape towards a cold shower just yet, he caught his hand and gave him a few more kisses.

"Don't take too long ok? I'll get lonely~"

[wolfishly-charming]

"As you wish, my little bat," he quickly corrected himself. Hmm, no, this one didn't quite fit in this situation. "My sweet prince...?" he tried. This was a little better, but he wasn't sure if Hugo liked it. Did it sound too official? He cocked his head and looked at the blonde as if he was waiting for an opinion.

"I won't take long," he promised, gladly staying a bit longer for the kisses. He was happy that his partner felt so clingy. It was honestly very cute. And he wasn't being called a stupid mutt, which was a nice improvement. "...I want to be called a pet name, too," he demanded suddenly, his tail wagging like stupid.

So what if they can't have sex for a little while? There were other forms of intimacy still available to them, such as cuddling and kissing and having sweet little talks. With occasional bickering, as they liked best, of course. He could also make his boyfriend something nice for breakfast and maybe even spoon feed him, if he is allowed. The day ahead of them sounded so nice, that for a bit he's completely forgotten about the bracelet on his wrist and about his suspension from work.

He kissed Hugo a few more times, then made another attempt at going to the bathroom.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Hmmm? I don't know if I fully vibe with being called a prince. Use it a little bit more and I see how i feel about it," he explains to the wolf.

"Oh? I'll time you~ I'm curious about how much it will take for you to finish yourself off at the thought of me in the shower." He doesn't mention he already knows the thiren's shower routine. After all that's what allowed him to steal some of his shirts so discretely. Speaking about Lycaon's shirts perhaps he should change into one.

"Isn't dear puppy enough? Perhaps I should call you beloved moonlight again?"

The day will surely pass quickly enough and he's sure the results will be in his favor. He already feels much better than before being kidnapped. Allowing himself this domestic bliss also puts him into a great mood. That and the knowledge that the wolf betrayed his orders for him, gosh he didn't think it was possible anymore.

[wolfishly-charming]

"Alright. Just tell me, if you want me to stop," he agreed. Well, since he was the fluffy knight, a prince only sounded right for Hugo. He could go for king, but that didn't quite fit for a pet name. Of course, it's not that he didn't already have a bunch of other pet names for his boyfriend, but he sort of collected them like trading cards. He wanted to have the right one for every occassion, and right now, since he wanted to pamper and spoil the blonde man, a prince treatment seemed to make most sense to him.

The wolf's face heated up again, as he cleared his throat. "I will deal with it most efficiently," he informed stiffly. Honestly, when thinking about Hugo, he was certain he could come almost immediately. The thought of the man checking that on a watch, stressed him out, though.

Lycaon's tail kept wagging with joy. The pet names talk was a neat distraction from the earlier topic of the things he was going to do in the shower. "I like both," he said. "Use them more." Ah, he felt sort of bad making demands, but hey. He saved Hugo's life, didn't he? And he was suffering the consequences of this action, too. It seemed kind of justified to be a little bit selfish in turn. He thought for a bit and made another demand. "And the m-word is prohibited," he announced, unsure if he was pushing his luck a bit with this one. The little fiend would always find a way to insult him anyway. Didn't have to call him a mutt, though. He probably deserved that much as a reward.

Leaving a few more small kisses on Hugo's face, he finally got out of the bed and marched into the bathroom awkwardly. Why wasn't it going down...!

[crowned-by-thorns]

"You know I will! Now go and wash away your shame my dear puppy~"

The way Lycaon's tail stopped briefly only to start wagging again with even more vigor was terribly amusing.

He gasped at the mention of not using mut, that's more like a pet name now rather than an insult.

Fine he'll just have to use hellhound instead. It's only fair if his boyfriend calls him a little fiend.

"Fine, i'll agree because you have been a very good boy and defied authority for my sake."

As soon as the thiren is out of the room he goes straight for the wardrobe and searches for a suitable shirt to wear.

[wolfishly-charming]

Washing away the sins took Lycaon longer than he expected. Just thinking about how his dream could have ended, had it not been interrupted, was enough to let him finish himself off really quickly. But then he remembered how eager his own, real life Hugo was, craving his closeness and intimacy, also calling him a good boy and all that... before he knew, he got hard again.

That was quite embarrassing.

It took reciting the Mayor's borig speeches from memory under a cold shower for quite a while, before he calmed himself down enough to be able to return to the room. After that was finally taken care of, he finished the showering real quick, dried himself in a rush and walked out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. He forgot to take any fresh clothes or even undrwear with him, but it mattered not, since he was supposed to change into a maid costume anyway, as promised.

Oh, but his boyfriend... of course he had to tease the thiren by putting on one of his shirts. Lycaon swallowed, licked his lips, looked away, and continued with the mayor's speeches in his head. After another moment of that, he asked, "I just remembered, that you have actually mentioned the maid outfit in the past. Am I correct to assume, that you already have one prepared for me?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

Oh dear his boyfriend took his sweet time in the shower it even allowed him to change his underwear for something silky and lacy. He's starting to have suspicions of why his man got so excited. Oh well, if the stars align at the right time he's going to get everything he wants and more.

In his pacing around the room waiting for lycaon to come back he forgot to actually drink something sugary before his partner gets to cook breakfast, he expected his usual symptoms would manifest sooner due to his little 'adventure' but he had hoped he could last at least until breakfast was served.

But no instead he felt dizzy right as the thiren walked out of the shower resulting in the poor man seeing him trip briefly on his way to lay back in bed.

Great, he's going to worry once again and he doesn't want that. It's easily fixable with the stuff they keep around them now (aka sugary snacks and drinks)

[wolfishly-charming]

Lycaon's instincts activated within a milisecond of seeing his boyfriend get dizzy. He basically leaped through the room, not giving a hoot about the towel, which dropped to the floor from the sudden movement. He got to Hugo so fast, that he managed to catch the man by the waist as he tripped, stabilize him, then gently lead him to sit down on the bed. Of course the thiren sat down beside him as well, not loosening his grip around his partner's waist for one moment. It was a gentle hold, but firm.

"Are you alright? I should have gotten you something to eat, or drink, before I went to the bathroom..." he mumbled, looking anxious. He also didn't expect Hugo would get weak so quickly. But well, he also didn't exactly expect the man would get out of bed at all. "You really need to rest more..." He cupped his boyfriend's cheek and looked at his face with concern. Well, he was even paler than usual, and the shadows underneath his eyes were more prominent, but otherwise he didn't look so bad.

The wolf placed a small kiss on Hugo's nose, then reached towards the night stand, were he kept some snacks and a small bottle of juice. Only after he gave those to his boyfriend, did he calm down enough to notice the lacy purple underwear the man was wearing.

Oh, Heavens.

He has just calmed it down...

[crowned-by-thorns]

As much as he disliked how wet fur feels on his skin when he's dry he was happy his partner caught him in time, thus saving his knees from colliding with the bedframe.

The way his waist was held was really nice, if only the wolf griped it a little tighter.

"None of us expected for a sugar crash to happen this soon. I'll be fine as long as I get my emergency snacks in," he explained.

It was true, in a few minutes after emptying an entire soda can down his throat he already started to feel better. This also allowed him to finally observe his partner wasn't wearing his towel.

Seeing him in his full naked glory made his hole clench on air in need while his eyes remained captivated on the sight. Damn it, he needs this man so badly. Those results needs to arrive asap.

[wolfishly-charming]

Seeing his boyfriend's lacy lingerie, he had to go back to reciting the mayor's speeches in his head all over again. Don't get hard now, it is not the time. What is wrong with you today?

To distract himself, the wolf looked up instead, and watched his partner drink, with a wagging tail. It calmed his anxiety greatly, when he could see with his own one eye, that Hugo replenished his sugar and was starting to look better.

And yet, as soon as he calmed down, the little fiend's gaze got hang up on something. He followed that gaze and only now noticed that he's dropped his towel on the way here and was sitting there, fully exposed, his unruly friend down between his legs continuously getting half hard from the slightest thing. It was as if it was peeking up, trying to see whether it was its queue yet. Oh, for goodness sake.

Just when he was supposed to hold back for a day, it had to be like this. It didn't help, that Hugo was staring at him like a starved man, who really needed to devour this, or he will get dizzy all over again.

"I, uh..." the thiren mumbled, trying to break the silence, which was starting to make the atmosphere in the room grow thicker. He was both embarrassed and increasingly horny. He needed to work harder to hold it back. "I, I will get into that maid costume," he announced in a panic, hurriedly getting up from the bed.

As expected, his little bat has already prepared the outfit while he was changing into the wolf's shirt. Bless, he will put it on and cover himself up. What a convenient excuse! He unfolded the clothes and looked at them. Then at Hugo. Then at the clothes back again. Where.... was the rest of it? Surely this can't be all? He put the skirt in front of himself. It wasn't even long enough to cover up his cock completely.

As the youngsters would say these days... he was cooked.

[crowned-by-thorns]

He almost whined when his boyfriend left to change. Almost, his sense of shame still kept him somewhat silent. His thoughts on the other the hand were supplying him with various filthy scenarios that could unfold.

On his knees taking his partner in his mouth or bent over the side of the bed and taking the man to the hilt were just a few of said scenarios.

The maid dress turned out to be more bad than good at the moment too, simply because the damn wolf looked so erotic in it.

But his partner won't touch him too much until those damn lab results are in, he's going to go mad or...wait he could definitely try to play with himself while the other cooks breakfast! He may be able to handle this day after all!

He'll sneak in a few kisses as well before.

[wolfishly-charming]

After changing, Lycaon awkwardly pulled down on the hem of the skirt, in a desparate attempt to hide his half-boner from sight, but he was not succeeding at all. The stockings were clinging to his thighs, the lingerie barely covered his cock, the skirt with the apron seemed to be the size of a hankerchief, and the corset squeezed his torso thightly, making his chest stand out even more than usual. He stood in an awkward silence for a moment and bit on his lip.

Usually, he wouldn't be this shy about it at all, but right now he was holding back and the outfit wasn't helping him. Nor was it helping Hugo.

He closed his eye and sighed. "Uhm. S-so, what would you like for breakfast?" he changed the topic swiftly, trying to act as normal as possible. "The fridge should be stocked up, so no need to worry, I should be able to prepare anything you like. My little bat."

As he stood there awkwardly, waiting for an answer, his gaze wandered around the room. It stopped on the clock. Right... "They mentioned that they will send a Bangboo from the hospital today, to draw your blood and check if the toxins are gone. It should be in around an hour and a half, or so. Plenty of time to prepare and eat something."

[crowned-by-thorns]

Gods he wanted to sink his fangs in those meaty thighs, but they can't. Not for now. He is well aware his boyfriend doesn't allow them to go at it because none of them will stop at just one round.

So a waiting game it is for now, still that doesn't mean he should make things hard for himself (no pun intended) so in order to get a little time just with himself he'll have to ask for a big breakfast.

"I want some egg benedict with a side of salad and for dessert i want you to make some crepes if that's okay. Also make a v60 coffee for me today. Thank you ~" ok the recipes besides being delicious should also give him ample time to do what he needs to without alerting the wolf. Or at least until he returns to the room and smells the aftermath of his crime.

"Oh? If someone visiting today does that mean we'll have the results by tonight?"

[wolfishly-charming]

The wolf listened patiently and nodded. Wow. That was one big, fancy breakfast that his boyfriend ordered. Nothing he couldn't handle, of course. He was more than happy to be able to prepare something nice and have Hugo eat a proper, not rushed meal for once. He just didn't realize how hungry his poor little bat must have been... the man probably hasn't eaten for a whole day yesterday...!

"As far as I know, the results should come in the late afternoon today," he explained with a gentle smile. Yes, if everything turns out to be okay just as they hope, they will be able to spend the upcoming night on their... usual activities. So just a little more.

After confirming all the details about the breakfast, Lycaon came over for a few more kisses, before departing for the kitchen downstairs. He took a bathrobe with him, and put it on as soon as he was out of the room. His coworkers should be out of the house right now, but he would rather not have to hack and erase memories of any butlerboos that might still be roaming around the mansion. If someone else accessed their cameras and saw him wearing this.... yeah.

The breakfast was indeed quite demanding. He started with making the salad and the sauce for the eggs, but he couldn't help feeling anxious. Hugo was clearly super hungry and even the coffee was taking so much time...! What if he gets up to go to the bathroom and gets dizzy again...? Perhaps he should bring some more snacks upstairs, before he starts making the crepes. Yes. That sounded like an excellent plan, so he quickly prepared a plate with cheese, crackers and some fruit, as well as orange juice.

As soon as he was done with that, he walked back upstairs and carefully opened the door to his room. He tried to be quiet, in case the blonde dozed off again now that he was gone...

[crowned-by-thorns]

"That's great news. I have a feeling they'll turn out alright but we'll see."

The rest of the conversation focuses on breakfast and that he's asking for so much because he wants the two of them to eat together.

As soon as the thiren is out of the room and away enough to not hear Hugo searching through the drawers he gets to work. Which isn't much really he's just putting a condom on in order to keep the sheets clean and gets the lube close.

He starts by carresing and squeezing his body just as his boyfriend would. His hands stop at his pecs giving them a good grip before capturing both of his nipples with his fingers and twirling them around imagining it's Lycaon doing it instead and looking at him with hunger.

He remembers once again how his boyfriend looked naked, gods he's so handsome it's unfair. So well endowed too, lord that cock makes him see stars whenever they go at it.

While the blond images his partner hovering over him preparing him one of his hands travels down. But not before squeezing a copious amount of lube in his palm.

He starts with one finger but soon adds another. He tries not to moan very hard to not alert the very man he's masturbating at the thought of so half of his face is burried in the wolf's pillow. It serves to muffle the sound but also supplies the thief with the smell of his partner.

Speaking of said partner he was chanting his name in a whisper begging for more. Saying how hot he is and how much he adores him.

[wolfishly-charming]

The thiren froze in the doorframe, mouth agape, stunned by the view he walked onto. Without a moment's thought, he quickly closed the door again, as quietly as he could, and stood there in the corridor for a bit, trying to get the emotional rollercoaster to stop.

First, he felt guilty to have seen something he clearly wasn't supposed to see. He also felt guilty that he wasn't able to provide the pleasure to his boyfriend himself and that the man had to resolve to desperate measures instead. Of course, he also felt turned on, because the little fiend was extremely hot and seeing him touch himself like that, while lusting for the wolf, has activated so many neurons in his dog brain. He also felt kind of happy and proud to have heard his own name being called out during the process. How could he not be happy that his lover longed for him so? He also felt a little ashamed, though, he's also had to rub one out in the morning... or rather two, actually... at their age, shouldn't they be a bit more... composed?

Big part of him of course wanted to open the door again, jump Hugo and do for him everything he could have wished for. But no, they needed to be responsible. If they started with even the smallest thing, it was inevitable that they wouldn't be able to stop for a long while. Stopping would be even harder for them than not starting at all. And they both knew, that after the events of yesterday, Hugo's condition was far from perfect. Even though he might claim that he's feeling alright, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't suddenly get worse midway through.

The wolf looked at the closed door in front of him with a trace of regret. He knew he needed to be strong, though, so he walked away and went back to the kitchen.

Well, if his sweet prince was in good enough shape to be doing all that, then perhaps he can go a little longer without the snack plate.

Lycaon continued on with making the breakfast. It actually took a bit longer than it normally would, because the image of what he saw earlier was hunting him and keeping him restless. He had to take a couple of breaks to get himself together before continuing... seriously, what was wrong with him today?

After everything was finally done, the attendant walked all the way to his door once again, took off the bathrobe, to make sure he serves the breakfast in all of the maid glory, hesistated for just a moment, then walked in.

[crowned-by-thorns]

Oh he was lost in pleasure and for a moment he wished his boyfriend would catch him in the act and join him. Gods he needs him so badly.

His movements intensify and become quite erratic the closer he gets. It doesn't take long until he comes with a louder than intended moan that makes him look instantly at the door to check if it's still closed. It is but he has no guarantee if the wolf heard anything or not.

He'll find out when breakfast is served he guesses.

For now the shame of the act settled in. Was he always this needy? Or is because he's finally allowing himself the full intensity of his feelings?

No time to think about that, he needs to clean up his 'crimes'.

He finishes everything right on time to slide back in bed and pretend nothing happened as his personal wolf maid returns.

"No need to worry my love you look absolutely dashing and delicious. Come join me and let's eat together."

[wolfishly-charming]

This was incredibly stupid for someone who prides himself on being really hard to catch. It was supposed to be a quick mission yet his condition got the best of him. Too many hectic days lately, he forgot to snack between jobs and he fainted like a damn idiot in the middle of a lab he was supposed to steal data from.

Before he fully collapsed he managed to press on the beacon coin and send a distress signal out. Little did he know his sister was accompanied by his former business partner (& current boyfriend) when it was sent out. He honestly hopes Vivian won't have to get in danger because of him, it's not worth the trouble.

When he wakes up he's tied to a chair in a very familiar position, but just a different place. The way he feels is familiar too which makes him curse under his breath.

Out in the corner he also spots a familiar presence.

"Well, well, well looks like we meet again other me. I thought you were already well adjusted enough to not have to see me anymore, yet here you are. Making trouble for people who care about you again aren't you hmmm?"

Lycaon was just on his way back from the Video Store, where he was helping the proxies with some errands. He didn't expect that Miss Vivian would also be there, but at the same time he wasn't very surprised, knowing of the girl's infatuation with Lord Phaeton. The atmosphere between them was still a bit awkward, but at least she didn't seem opposed to the relationship he had with her brother...

Before he even managed to make any small talk, though, something unexpected happened. Miss Vivian suddenly took out a small device, which looked like an elegant brooch with a purple gem. It was vibrating softly and that couldn't have been good, judging by the sheer horror on her face. Upon opening the brooch, they saw some coordinates on a small screen inside.

As she explained, it was a distress signal, and Hugo never sent those. Usually he would push through hell and still wouldn't ask for help, meaning this time it must have been dire. Lycaon tried to keep his calm, not to make the young lady even more paniced than she already was... but deep inside his instincts told him to run as fast as he could to save his partner.

That wouldn't do, though, they needed a plan. So first, they checked the coordinates with a map. "Shit," the wolf muttered under his breath, a clear signal he was losing his cool. "Ah, pardon me," he apologized quickly, putting his mask of elegance back on, "it is just that... I know of this place. It is a government research facility, that is currently under the Mayor's investigation. There is a strong suspicion of illegal experiments being done on people." The thiren bit his lip, looking both worried and angry. If they dare touch his Hugo... he will rip their throats out and hang them at the gates... no, no, no, this wasn't a good time to go wild. This was a delicate situation. He needed to go to Mr Mayflower, get the floor plans for the facility, then get clearance to infiltrate it and get to his boyfriend asap. If he just tried to break in without any preparation, he could make it worse.

"Miss Vivian, please, leave this matter to me. I will save him no matter what," he promised with determination. "It would be best, if you and Robin could stay on the outside and monitor the situation in case something goes wrong." He knew that if anything happened to his little sister, Hugo would personally pluck every little bit of fur from his tail. This was a dangerous situation and it's better if he deals with it himself. Now, to the Mayor...

[crowned-by-thorns]

While the initial reaction was quite fun to witness the damn wolf brought up the big guns aka the wet dog look.

"Stop it! I'm not going to fall for your adorable manipulation tactics this time just because you're embarrassed about having a wet dream." Despite the protests his ears were twitching as he looked away trying not to fall into the very obvious trap his boyfriend laid out to him.

"You either let me do something about that morning wood of yours or you wear a dress as punishment for tempting me before I get the ok from the medical analysis. Hmph bet that if i didn't wake you up you might have even came in your sleep."

He's being a bit dramatic just for the sake of it. In reality he's very grateful for his boyfriend and only a bit sad he can't show the man just how much he appreciates him. Really it's not about being horny but rather wanting his lover as close as possible. Newly reawakened feelings are making him feel more intensely.

[wolfishly-charming]

Ah. He was this close to succeeding with the wet puppy look. But his boyfriend was stronger than he hoped. Fine.

Technically, he could let Hugo do something about his boner. A little hand job wouldn't overexert him for sure... the problem was, that the wolf knew that if they started, they wouldn't be able to stop themselves from doing more. He couldn't risk that. He needed to be the responsible one here and hold his ground.

"Alright. I will wear the dress, if that is what you want," he agreed easily. He wasn't really sure what the big deal was. Dresses like miss Rina's seemed to be quite comfortable to walk in anyway. Sure, he could have continued to plead his case, since it really wasn't his fault what he dreamed of, but he didn't want the little bat to work himself up for no reason. Besides, he really felt like pampering and spoiling his prince today, so he was ready to agree to more than just that.

"I will be your maid and do what you ask of me," he murmured, leaning his face closer in to his partner's, "so please, don't be mad at me anymore?" He placed a few soft kisses on Hugo's cheek. He was almost sure that the little fiend wasn't actually mad at him at all, but it couldn't hurt to show some remorse, now could it? He poked Hugo's cheek with his snout. "I will be your obedient puppy for the day, master," he whispered, quite seductively.

Once his boyfriend finally looked at him again, he placed a sweet kiss on his lips and then lifted himself up, ready to get out of bed. "I will wash myself up first," he announced, omitting the part, where he will have to deal with his unruly cock in the bathroom, to make it go down, "then I can put on that maid apron and make you breakfast. How does that sound?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

"I'm not actually mad at you, if anything I'm mad we can't do activities that imply us being very close to each other. I'm feeling quite clingy you know?" He mumbles and pouts a little bit.

Ah, his little plea didn't work either but hey, the wolf will wear a maid dress which will be delightful to see.

"The first order is to speak less to me as you speak with a client, don't call me master ugh I don't like the sound of that. Call me a pet name or something, it will feel more personal to us and less like you're playing another role."

After that he didn't let Lycaon escape towards a cold shower just yet, he caught his hand and gave him a few more kisses.

"Don't take too long ok? I'll get lonely~"

[wolfishly-charming]

"As you wish, my little bat," he quickly corrected himself. Hmm, no, this one didn't quite fit in this situation. "My sweet prince...?" he tried. This was a little better, but he wasn't sure if Hugo liked it. Did it sound too official? He cocked his head and looked at the blonde as if he was waiting for an opinion.

"I won't take long," he promised, gladly staying a bit longer for the kisses. He was happy that his partner felt so clingy. It was honestly very cute. And he wasn't being called a stupid mutt, which was a nice improvement. "...I want to be called a pet name, too," he demanded suddenly, his tail wagging like stupid.

So what if they can't have sex for a little while? There were other forms of intimacy still available to them, such as cuddling and kissing and having sweet little talks. With occasional bickering, as they liked best, of course. He could also make his boyfriend something nice for breakfast and maybe even spoon feed him, if he is allowed. The day ahead of them sounded so nice, that for a bit he's completely forgotten about the bracelet on his wrist and about his suspension from work.

He kissed Hugo a few more times, then made another attempt at going to the bathroom.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Hmmm? I don't know if I fully vibe with being called a prince. Use it a little bit more and I see how i feel about it," he explains to the wolf.

"Oh? I'll time you~ I'm curious about how much it will take for you to finish yourself off at the thought of me in the shower." He doesn't mention he already knows the thiren's shower routine. After all that's what allowed him to steal some of his shirts so discretely. Speaking about Lycaon's shirts perhaps he should change into one.

"Isn't dear puppy enough? Perhaps I should call you beloved moonlight again?"

The day will surely pass quickly enough and he's sure the results will be in his favor. He already feels much better than before being kidnapped. Allowing himself this domestic bliss also puts him into a great mood. That and the knowledge that the wolf betrayed his orders for him, gosh he didn't think it was possible anymore.

[wolfishly-charming]

"Alright. Just tell me, if you want me to stop," he agreed. Well, since he was the fluffy knight, a prince only sounded right for Hugo. He could go for king, but that didn't quite fit for a pet name. Of course, it's not that he didn't already have a bunch of other pet names for his boyfriend, but he sort of collected them like trading cards. He wanted to have the right one for every occassion, and right now, since he wanted to pamper and spoil the blonde man, a prince treatment seemed to make most sense to him.

The wolf's face heated up again, as he cleared his throat. "I will deal with it most efficiently," he informed stiffly. Honestly, when thinking about Hugo, he was certain he could come almost immediately. The thought of the man checking that on a watch, stressed him out, though.

Lycaon's tail kept wagging with joy. The pet names talk was a neat distraction from the earlier topic of the things he was going to do in the shower. "I like both," he said. "Use them more." Ah, he felt sort of bad making demands, but hey. He saved Hugo's life, didn't he? And he was suffering the consequences of this action, too. It seemed kind of justified to be a little bit selfish in turn. He thought for a bit and made another demand. "And the m-word is prohibited," he announced, unsure if he was pushing his luck a bit with this one. The little fiend would always find a way to insult him anyway. Didn't have to call him a mutt, though. He probably deserved that much as a reward.

Leaving a few more small kisses on Hugo's face, he finally got out of the bed and marched into the bathroom awkwardly. Why wasn't it going down...!

[crowned-by-thorns]

"You know I will! Now go and wash away your shame my dear puppy~"

The way Lycaon's tail stopped briefly only to start wagging again with even more vigor was terribly amusing.

He gasped at the mention of not using mut, that's more like a pet name now rather than an insult.

Fine he'll just have to use hellhound instead. It's only fair if his boyfriend calls him a little fiend.

"Fine, i'll agree because you have been a very good boy and defied authority for my sake."

As soon as the thiren is out of the room he goes straight for the wardrobe and searches for a suitable shirt to wear.

[wolfishly-charming]

Washing away the sins took Lycaon longer than he expected. Just thinking about how his dream could have ended, had it not been interrupted, was enough to let him finish himself off really quickly. But then he remembered how eager his own, real life Hugo was, craving his closeness and intimacy, also calling him a good boy and all that... before he knew, he got hard again.

That was quite embarrassing.

It took reciting the Mayor's borig speeches from memory under a cold shower for quite a while, before he calmed himself down enough to be able to return to the room. After that was finally taken care of, he finished the showering real quick, dried himself in a rush and walked out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. He forgot to take any fresh clothes or even undrwear with him, but it mattered not, since he was supposed to change into a maid costume anyway, as promised.

Oh, but his boyfriend... of course he had to tease the thiren by putting on one of his shirts. Lycaon swallowed, licked his lips, looked away, and continued with the mayor's speeches in his head. After another moment of that, he asked, "I just remembered, that you have actually mentioned the maid outfit in the past. Am I correct to assume, that you already have one prepared for me?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

Oh dear his boyfriend took his sweet time in the shower it even allowed him to change his underwear for something silky and lacy. He's starting to have suspicions of why his man got so excited. Oh well, if the stars align at the right time he's going to get everything he wants and more.

In his pacing around the room waiting for lycaon to come back he forgot to actually drink something sugary before his partner gets to cook breakfast, he expected his usual symptoms would manifest sooner due to his little 'adventure' but he had hoped he could last at least until breakfast was served.

But no instead he felt dizzy right as the thiren walked out of the shower resulting in the poor man seeing him trip briefly on his way to lay back in bed.

Great, he's going to worry once again and he doesn't want that. It's easily fixable with the stuff they keep around them now (aka sugary snacks and drinks)

[wolfishly-charming]

Lycaon's instincts activated within a milisecond of seeing his boyfriend get dizzy. He basically leaped through the room, not giving a hoot about the towel, which dropped to the floor from the sudden movement. He got to Hugo so fast, that he managed to catch the man by the waist as he tripped, stabilize him, then gently lead him to sit down on the bed. Of course the thiren sat down beside him as well, not loosening his grip around his partner's waist for one moment. It was a gentle hold, but firm.

"Are you alright? I should have gotten you something to eat, or drink, before I went to the bathroom..." he mumbled, looking anxious. He also didn't expect Hugo would get weak so quickly. But well, he also didn't exactly expect the man would get out of bed at all. "You really need to rest more..." He cupped his boyfriend's cheek and looked at his face with concern. Well, he was even paler than usual, and the shadows underneath his eyes were more prominent, but otherwise he didn't look so bad.

The wolf placed a small kiss on Hugo's nose, then reached towards the night stand, were he kept some snacks and a small bottle of juice. Only after he gave those to his boyfriend, did he calm down enough to notice the lacy purple underwear the man was wearing.

Oh, Heavens.

He has just calmed it down...

[crowned-by-thorns]

As much as he disliked how wet fur feels on his skin when he's dry he was happy his partner caught him in time, thus saving his knees from colliding with the bedframe.

The way his waist was held was really nice, if only the wolf griped it a little tighter.

"None of us expected for a sugar crash to happen this soon. I'll be fine as long as I get my emergency snacks in," he explained.

It was true, in a few minutes after emptying an entire soda can down his throat he already started to feel better. This also allowed him to finally observe his partner wasn't wearing his towel.

Seeing him in his full naked glory made his hole clench on air in need while his eyes remained captivated on the sight. Damn it, he needs this man so badly. Those results needs to arrive asap.

[wolfishly-charming]

Seeing his boyfriend's lacy lingerie, he had to go back to reciting the mayor's speeches in his head all over again. Don't get hard now, it is not the time. What is wrong with you today?

To distract himself, the wolf looked up instead, and watched his partner drink, with a wagging tail. It calmed his anxiety greatly, when he could see with his own one eye, that Hugo replenished his sugar and was starting to look better.

And yet, as soon as he calmed down, the little fiend's gaze got hang up on something. He followed that gaze and only now noticed that he's dropped his towel on the way here and was sitting there, fully exposed, his unruly friend down between his legs continuously getting half hard from the slightest thing. It was as if it was peeking up, trying to see whether it was its queue yet. Oh, for goodness sake.

Just when he was supposed to hold back for a day, it had to be like this. It didn't help, that Hugo was staring at him like a starved man, who really needed to devour this, or he will get dizzy all over again.

"I, uh..." the thiren mumbled, trying to break the silence, which was starting to make the atmosphere in the room grow thicker. He was both embarrassed and increasingly horny. He needed to work harder to hold it back. "I, I will get into that maid costume," he announced in a panic, hurriedly getting up from the bed.

As expected, his little bat has already prepared the outfit while he was changing into the wolf's shirt. Bless, he will put it on and cover himself up. What a convenient excuse! He unfolded the clothes and looked at them. Then at Hugo. Then at the clothes back again. Where.... was the rest of it? Surely this can't be all? He put the skirt in front of himself. It wasn't even long enough to cover up his cock completely.

As the youngsters would say these days... he was cooked.

[crowned-by-thorns]

He almost whined when his boyfriend left to change. Almost, his sense of shame still kept him somewhat silent. His thoughts on the other the hand were supplying him with various filthy scenarios that could unfold.

On his knees taking his partner in his mouth or bent over the side of the bed and taking the man to the hilt were just a few of said scenarios.

The maid dress turned out to be more bad than good at the moment too, simply because the damn wolf looked so erotic in it.

But his partner won't touch him too much until those damn lab results are in, he's going to go mad or...wait he could definitely try to play with himself while the other cooks breakfast! He may be able to handle this day after all!

He'll sneak in a few kisses as well before.

[wolfishly-charming]

After changing, Lycaon awkwardly pulled down on the hem of the skirt, in a desparate attempt to hide his half-boner from sight, but he was not succeeding at all. The stockings were clinging to his thighs, the lingerie barely covered his cock, the skirt with the apron seemed to be the size of a hankerchief, and the corset squeezed his torso thightly, making his chest stand out even more than usual. He stood in an awkward silence for a moment and bit on his lip.

Usually, he wouldn't be this shy about it at all, but right now he was holding back and the outfit wasn't helping him. Nor was it helping Hugo.

He closed his eye and sighed. "Uhm. S-so, what would you like for breakfast?" he changed the topic swiftly, trying to act as normal as possible. "The fridge should be stocked up, so no need to worry, I should be able to prepare anything you like. My little bat."

As he stood there awkwardly, waiting for an answer, his gaze wandered around the room. It stopped on the clock. Right... "They mentioned that they will send a Bangboo from the hospital today, to draw your blood and check if the toxins are gone. It should be in around an hour and a half, or so. Plenty of time to prepare and eat something."

[crowned-by-thorns]

Gods he wanted to sink his fangs in those meaty thighs, but they can't. Not for now. He is well aware his boyfriend doesn't allow them to go at it because none of them will stop at just one round.

So a waiting game it is for now, still that doesn't mean he should make things hard for himself (no pun intended) so in order to get a little time just with himself he'll have to ask for a big breakfast.

"I want some egg benedict with a side of salad and for dessert i want you to make some crepes if that's okay. Also make a v60 coffee for me today. Thank you ~" ok the recipes besides being delicious should also give him ample time to do what he needs to without alerting the wolf. Or at least until he returns to the room and smells the aftermath of his crime.

"Oh? If someone visiting today does that mean we'll have the results by tonight?"

[wolfishly-charming]

The wolf listened patiently and nodded. Wow. That was one big, fancy breakfast that his boyfriend ordered. Nothing he couldn't handle, of course. He was more than happy to be able to prepare something nice and have Hugo eat a proper, not rushed meal for once. He just didn't realize how hungry his poor little bat must have been... the man probably hasn't eaten for a whole day yesterday...!

"As far as I know, the results should come in the late afternoon today," he explained with a gentle smile. Yes, if everything turns out to be okay just as they hope, they will be able to spend the upcoming night on their... usual activities. So just a little more.

After confirming all the details about the breakfast, Lycaon came over for a few more kisses, before departing for the kitchen downstairs. He took a bathrobe with him, and put it on as soon as he was out of the room. His coworkers should be out of the house right now, but he would rather not have to hack and erase memories of any butlerboos that might still be roaming around the mansion. If someone else accessed their cameras and saw him wearing this.... yeah.

The breakfast was indeed quite demanding. He started with making the salad and the sauce for the eggs, but he couldn't help feeling anxious. Hugo was clearly super hungry and even the coffee was taking so much time...! What if he gets up to go to the bathroom and gets dizzy again...? Perhaps he should bring some more snacks upstairs, before he starts making the crepes. Yes. That sounded like an excellent plan, so he quickly prepared a plate with cheese, crackers and some fruit, as well as orange juice.

As soon as he was done with that, he walked back upstairs and carefully opened the door to his room. He tried to be quiet, in case the blonde dozed off again now that he was gone...

[crowned-by-thorns]

"That's great news. I have a feeling they'll turn out alright but we'll see."

The rest of the conversation focuses on breakfast and that he's asking for so much because he wants the two of them to eat together.

As soon as the thiren is out of the room and away enough to not hear Hugo searching through the drawers he gets to work. Which isn't much really he's just putting a condom on in order to keep the sheets clean and gets the lube close.

He starts by carresing and squeezing his body just as his boyfriend would. His hands stop at his pecs giving them a good grip before capturing both of his nipples with his fingers and twirling them around imagining it's Lycaon doing it instead and looking at him with hunger.

He remembers once again how his boyfriend looked naked, gods he's so handsome it's unfair. So well endowed too, lord that cock makes him see stars whenever they go at it.

While the blond images his partner hovering over him preparing him one of his hands travels down. But not before squeezing a copious amount of lube in his palm.

He starts with one finger but soon adds another. He tries not to moan very hard to not alert the very man he's masturbating at the thought of so half of his face is burried in the wolf's pillow. It serves to muffle the sound but also supplies the thief with the smell of his partner.

Speaking of said partner he was chanting his name in a whisper begging for more. Saying how hot he is and how much he adores him.

[wolfishly-charming]

This was incredibly stupid for someone who prides himself on being really hard to catch. It was supposed to be a quick mission yet his condition got the best of him. Too many hectic days lately, he forgot to snack between jobs and he fainted like a damn idiot in the middle of a lab he was supposed to steal data from.

Before he fully collapsed he managed to press on the beacon coin and send a distress signal out. Little did he know his sister was accompanied by his former business partner (& current boyfriend) when it was sent out. He honestly hopes Vivian won't have to get in danger because of him, it's not worth the trouble.

When he wakes up he's tied to a chair in a very familiar position, but just a different place. The way he feels is familiar too which makes him curse under his breath.

Out in the corner he also spots a familiar presence.

"Well, well, well looks like we meet again other me. I thought you were already well adjusted enough to not have to see me anymore, yet here you are. Making trouble for people who care about you again aren't you hmmm?"

Lycaon was just on his way back from the Video Store, where he was helping the proxies with some errands. He didn't expect that Miss Vivian would also be there, but at the same time he wasn't very surprised, knowing of the girl's infatuation with Lord Phaeton. The atmosphere between them was still a bit awkward, but at least she didn't seem opposed to the relationship he had with her brother...

Before he even managed to make any small talk, though, something unexpected happened. Miss Vivian suddenly took out a small device, which looked like an elegant brooch with a purple gem. It was vibrating softly and that couldn't have been good, judging by the sheer horror on her face. Upon opening the brooch, they saw some coordinates on a small screen inside.

As she explained, it was a distress signal, and Hugo never sent those. Usually he would push through hell and still wouldn't ask for help, meaning this time it must have been dire. Lycaon tried to keep his calm, not to make the young lady even more paniced than she already was... but deep inside his instincts told him to run as fast as he could to save his partner.

That wouldn't do, though, they needed a plan. So first, they checked the coordinates with a map. "Shit," the wolf muttered under his breath, a clear signal he was losing his cool. "Ah, pardon me," he apologized quickly, putting his mask of elegance back on, "it is just that... I know of this place. It is a government research facility, that is currently under the Mayor's investigation. There is a strong suspicion of illegal experiments being done on people." The thiren bit his lip, looking both worried and angry. If they dare touch his Hugo... he will rip their throats out and hang them at the gates... no, no, no, this wasn't a good time to go wild. This was a delicate situation. He needed to go to Mr Mayflower, get the floor plans for the facility, then get clearance to infiltrate it and get to his boyfriend asap. If he just tried to break in without any preparation, he could make it worse.

"Miss Vivian, please, leave this matter to me. I will save him no matter what," he promised with determination. "It would be best, if you and Robin could stay on the outside and monitor the situation in case something goes wrong." He knew that if anything happened to his little sister, Hugo would personally pluck every little bit of fur from his tail. This was a dangerous situation and it's better if he deals with it himself. Now, to the Mayor...

[crowned-by-thorns]

While the initial reaction was quite fun to witness the damn wolf brought up the big guns aka the wet dog look.

"Stop it! I'm not going to fall for your adorable manipulation tactics this time just because you're embarrassed about having a wet dream." Despite the protests his ears were twitching as he looked away trying not to fall into the very obvious trap his boyfriend laid out to him.

"You either let me do something about that morning wood of yours or you wear a dress as punishment for tempting me before I get the ok from the medical analysis. Hmph bet that if i didn't wake you up you might have even came in your sleep."

He's being a bit dramatic just for the sake of it. In reality he's very grateful for his boyfriend and only a bit sad he can't show the man just how much he appreciates him. Really it's not about being horny but rather wanting his lover as close as possible. Newly reawakened feelings are making him feel more intensely.

[wolfishly-charming]

Ah. He was this close to succeeding with the wet puppy look. But his boyfriend was stronger than he hoped. Fine.

Technically, he could let Hugo do something about his boner. A little hand job wouldn't overexert him for sure... the problem was, that the wolf knew that if they started, they wouldn't be able to stop themselves from doing more. He couldn't risk that. He needed to be the responsible one here and hold his ground.

"Alright. I will wear the dress, if that is what you want," he agreed easily. He wasn't really sure what the big deal was. Dresses like miss Rina's seemed to be quite comfortable to walk in anyway. Sure, he could have continued to plead his case, since it really wasn't his fault what he dreamed of, but he didn't want the little bat to work himself up for no reason. Besides, he really felt like pampering and spoiling his prince today, so he was ready to agree to more than just that.

"I will be your maid and do what you ask of me," he murmured, leaning his face closer in to his partner's, "so please, don't be mad at me anymore?" He placed a few soft kisses on Hugo's cheek. He was almost sure that the little fiend wasn't actually mad at him at all, but it couldn't hurt to show some remorse, now could it? He poked Hugo's cheek with his snout. "I will be your obedient puppy for the day, master," he whispered, quite seductively.

Once his boyfriend finally looked at him again, he placed a sweet kiss on his lips and then lifted himself up, ready to get out of bed. "I will wash myself up first," he announced, omitting the part, where he will have to deal with his unruly cock in the bathroom, to make it go down, "then I can put on that maid apron and make you breakfast. How does that sound?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

"I'm not actually mad at you, if anything I'm mad we can't do activities that imply us being very close to each other. I'm feeling quite clingy you know?" He mumbles and pouts a little bit.

Ah, his little plea didn't work either but hey, the wolf will wear a maid dress which will be delightful to see.

"The first order is to speak less to me as you speak with a client, don't call me master ugh I don't like the sound of that. Call me a pet name or something, it will feel more personal to us and less like you're playing another role."

After that he didn't let Lycaon escape towards a cold shower just yet, he caught his hand and gave him a few more kisses.

"Don't take too long ok? I'll get lonely~"

[wolfishly-charming]

"As you wish, my little bat," he quickly corrected himself. Hmm, no, this one didn't quite fit in this situation. "My sweet prince...?" he tried. This was a little better, but he wasn't sure if Hugo liked it. Did it sound too official? He cocked his head and looked at the blonde as if he was waiting for an opinion.

"I won't take long," he promised, gladly staying a bit longer for the kisses. He was happy that his partner felt so clingy. It was honestly very cute. And he wasn't being called a stupid mutt, which was a nice improvement. "...I want to be called a pet name, too," he demanded suddenly, his tail wagging like stupid.

So what if they can't have sex for a little while? There were other forms of intimacy still available to them, such as cuddling and kissing and having sweet little talks. With occasional bickering, as they liked best, of course. He could also make his boyfriend something nice for breakfast and maybe even spoon feed him, if he is allowed. The day ahead of them sounded so nice, that for a bit he's completely forgotten about the bracelet on his wrist and about his suspension from work.

He kissed Hugo a few more times, then made another attempt at going to the bathroom.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Hmmm? I don't know if I fully vibe with being called a prince. Use it a little bit more and I see how i feel about it," he explains to the wolf.

"Oh? I'll time you~ I'm curious about how much it will take for you to finish yourself off at the thought of me in the shower." He doesn't mention he already knows the thiren's shower routine. After all that's what allowed him to steal some of his shirts so discretely. Speaking about Lycaon's shirts perhaps he should change into one.

"Isn't dear puppy enough? Perhaps I should call you beloved moonlight again?"

The day will surely pass quickly enough and he's sure the results will be in his favor. He already feels much better than before being kidnapped. Allowing himself this domestic bliss also puts him into a great mood. That and the knowledge that the wolf betrayed his orders for him, gosh he didn't think it was possible anymore.

[wolfishly-charming]

"Alright. Just tell me, if you want me to stop," he agreed. Well, since he was the fluffy knight, a prince only sounded right for Hugo. He could go for king, but that didn't quite fit for a pet name. Of course, it's not that he didn't already have a bunch of other pet names for his boyfriend, but he sort of collected them like trading cards. He wanted to have the right one for every occassion, and right now, since he wanted to pamper and spoil the blonde man, a prince treatment seemed to make most sense to him.

The wolf's face heated up again, as he cleared his throat. "I will deal with it most efficiently," he informed stiffly. Honestly, when thinking about Hugo, he was certain he could come almost immediately. The thought of the man checking that on a watch, stressed him out, though.

Lycaon's tail kept wagging with joy. The pet names talk was a neat distraction from the earlier topic of the things he was going to do in the shower. "I like both," he said. "Use them more." Ah, he felt sort of bad making demands, but hey. He saved Hugo's life, didn't he? And he was suffering the consequences of this action, too. It seemed kind of justified to be a little bit selfish in turn. He thought for a bit and made another demand. "And the m-word is prohibited," he announced, unsure if he was pushing his luck a bit with this one. The little fiend would always find a way to insult him anyway. Didn't have to call him a mutt, though. He probably deserved that much as a reward.

Leaving a few more small kisses on Hugo's face, he finally got out of the bed and marched into the bathroom awkwardly. Why wasn't it going down...!

[crowned-by-thorns]

"You know I will! Now go and wash away your shame my dear puppy~"

The way Lycaon's tail stopped briefly only to start wagging again with even more vigor was terribly amusing.

He gasped at the mention of not using mut, that's more like a pet name now rather than an insult.

Fine he'll just have to use hellhound instead. It's only fair if his boyfriend calls him a little fiend.

"Fine, i'll agree because you have been a very good boy and defied authority for my sake."

As soon as the thiren is out of the room he goes straight for the wardrobe and searches for a suitable shirt to wear.

[wolfishly-charming]

Washing away the sins took Lycaon longer than he expected. Just thinking about how his dream could have ended, had it not been interrupted, was enough to let him finish himself off really quickly. But then he remembered how eager his own, real life Hugo was, craving his closeness and intimacy, also calling him a good boy and all that... before he knew, he got hard again.

That was quite embarrassing.

It took reciting the Mayor's borig speeches from memory under a cold shower for quite a while, before he calmed himself down enough to be able to return to the room. After that was finally taken care of, he finished the showering real quick, dried himself in a rush and walked out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. He forgot to take any fresh clothes or even undrwear with him, but it mattered not, since he was supposed to change into a maid costume anyway, as promised.

Oh, but his boyfriend... of course he had to tease the thiren by putting on one of his shirts. Lycaon swallowed, licked his lips, looked away, and continued with the mayor's speeches in his head. After another moment of that, he asked, "I just remembered, that you have actually mentioned the maid outfit in the past. Am I correct to assume, that you already have one prepared for me?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

Oh dear his boyfriend took his sweet time in the shower it even allowed him to change his underwear for something silky and lacy. He's starting to have suspicions of why his man got so excited. Oh well, if the stars align at the right time he's going to get everything he wants and more.

In his pacing around the room waiting for lycaon to come back he forgot to actually drink something sugary before his partner gets to cook breakfast, he expected his usual symptoms would manifest sooner due to his little 'adventure' but he had hoped he could last at least until breakfast was served.

But no instead he felt dizzy right as the thiren walked out of the shower resulting in the poor man seeing him trip briefly on his way to lay back in bed.

Great, he's going to worry once again and he doesn't want that. It's easily fixable with the stuff they keep around them now (aka sugary snacks and drinks)

[wolfishly-charming]

Lycaon's instincts activated within a milisecond of seeing his boyfriend get dizzy. He basically leaped through the room, not giving a hoot about the towel, which dropped to the floor from the sudden movement. He got to Hugo so fast, that he managed to catch the man by the waist as he tripped, stabilize him, then gently lead him to sit down on the bed. Of course the thiren sat down beside him as well, not loosening his grip around his partner's waist for one moment. It was a gentle hold, but firm.

"Are you alright? I should have gotten you something to eat, or drink, before I went to the bathroom..." he mumbled, looking anxious. He also didn't expect Hugo would get weak so quickly. But well, he also didn't exactly expect the man would get out of bed at all. "You really need to rest more..." He cupped his boyfriend's cheek and looked at his face with concern. Well, he was even paler than usual, and the shadows underneath his eyes were more prominent, but otherwise he didn't look so bad.

The wolf placed a small kiss on Hugo's nose, then reached towards the night stand, were he kept some snacks and a small bottle of juice. Only after he gave those to his boyfriend, did he calm down enough to notice the lacy purple underwear the man was wearing.

Oh, Heavens.

He has just calmed it down...

[crowned-by-thorns]

As much as he disliked how wet fur feels on his skin when he's dry he was happy his partner caught him in time, thus saving his knees from colliding with the bedframe.

The way his waist was held was really nice, if only the wolf griped it a little tighter.

"None of us expected for a sugar crash to happen this soon. I'll be fine as long as I get my emergency snacks in," he explained.

It was true, in a few minutes after emptying an entire soda can down his throat he already started to feel better. This also allowed him to finally observe his partner wasn't wearing his towel.

Seeing him in his full naked glory made his hole clench on air in need while his eyes remained captivated on the sight. Damn it, he needs this man so badly. Those results needs to arrive asap.

[wolfishly-charming]

Seeing his boyfriend's lacy lingerie, he had to go back to reciting the mayor's speeches in his head all over again. Don't get hard now, it is not the time. What is wrong with you today?

To distract himself, the wolf looked up instead, and watched his partner drink, with a wagging tail. It calmed his anxiety greatly, when he could see with his own one eye, that Hugo replenished his sugar and was starting to look better.

And yet, as soon as he calmed down, the little fiend's gaze got hang up on something. He followed that gaze and only now noticed that he's dropped his towel on the way here and was sitting there, fully exposed, his unruly friend down between his legs continuously getting half hard from the slightest thing. It was as if it was peeking up, trying to see whether it was its queue yet. Oh, for goodness sake.

Just when he was supposed to hold back for a day, it had to be like this. It didn't help, that Hugo was staring at him like a starved man, who really needed to devour this, or he will get dizzy all over again.

"I, uh..." the thiren mumbled, trying to break the silence, which was starting to make the atmosphere in the room grow thicker. He was both embarrassed and increasingly horny. He needed to work harder to hold it back. "I, I will get into that maid costume," he announced in a panic, hurriedly getting up from the bed.

As expected, his little bat has already prepared the outfit while he was changing into the wolf's shirt. Bless, he will put it on and cover himself up. What a convenient excuse! He unfolded the clothes and looked at them. Then at Hugo. Then at the clothes back again. Where.... was the rest of it? Surely this can't be all? He put the skirt in front of himself. It wasn't even long enough to cover up his cock completely.

As the youngsters would say these days... he was cooked.

[crowned-by-thorns]

He almost whined when his boyfriend left to change. Almost, his sense of shame still kept him somewhat silent. His thoughts on the other the hand were supplying him with various filthy scenarios that could unfold.

On his knees taking his partner in his mouth or bent over the side of the bed and taking the man to the hilt were just a few of said scenarios.

The maid dress turned out to be more bad than good at the moment too, simply because the damn wolf looked so erotic in it.

But his partner won't touch him too much until those damn lab results are in, he's going to go mad or...wait he could definitely try to play with himself while the other cooks breakfast! He may be able to handle this day after all!

He'll sneak in a few kisses as well before.

[wolfishly-charming]

After changing, Lycaon awkwardly pulled down on the hem of the skirt, in a desparate attempt to hide his half-boner from sight, but he was not succeeding at all. The stockings were clinging to his thighs, the lingerie barely covered his cock, the skirt with the apron seemed to be the size of a hankerchief, and the corset squeezed his torso thightly, making his chest stand out even more than usual. He stood in an awkward silence for a moment and bit on his lip.

Usually, he wouldn't be this shy about it at all, but right now he was holding back and the outfit wasn't helping him. Nor was it helping Hugo.

He closed his eye and sighed. "Uhm. S-so, what would you like for breakfast?" he changed the topic swiftly, trying to act as normal as possible. "The fridge should be stocked up, so no need to worry, I should be able to prepare anything you like. My little bat."

As he stood there awkwardly, waiting for an answer, his gaze wandered around the room. It stopped on the clock. Right... "They mentioned that they will send a Bangboo from the hospital today, to draw your blood and check if the toxins are gone. It should be in around an hour and a half, or so. Plenty of time to prepare and eat something."

[crowned-by-thorns]

Gods he wanted to sink his fangs in those meaty thighs, but they can't. Not for now. He is well aware his boyfriend doesn't allow them to go at it because none of them will stop at just one round.

So a waiting game it is for now, still that doesn't mean he should make things hard for himself (no pun intended) so in order to get a little time just with himself he'll have to ask for a big breakfast.

"I want some egg benedict with a side of salad and for dessert i want you to make some crepes if that's okay. Also make a v60 coffee for me today. Thank you ~" ok the recipes besides being delicious should also give him ample time to do what he needs to without alerting the wolf. Or at least until he returns to the room and smells the aftermath of his crime.

"Oh? If someone visiting today does that mean we'll have the results by tonight?"

[wolfishly-charming]

This was incredibly stupid for someone who prides himself on being really hard to catch. It was supposed to be a quick mission yet his condition got the best of him. Too many hectic days lately, he forgot to snack between jobs and he fainted like a damn idiot in the middle of a lab he was supposed to steal data from.

Before he fully collapsed he managed to press on the beacon coin and send a distress signal out. Little did he know his sister was accompanied by his former business partner (& current boyfriend) when it was sent out. He honestly hopes Vivian won't have to get in danger because of him, it's not worth the trouble.

When he wakes up he's tied to a chair in a very familiar position, but just a different place. The way he feels is familiar too which makes him curse under his breath.

Out in the corner he also spots a familiar presence.

"Well, well, well looks like we meet again other me. I thought you were already well adjusted enough to not have to see me anymore, yet here you are. Making trouble for people who care about you again aren't you hmmm?"

Lycaon was just on his way back from the Video Store, where he was helping the proxies with some errands. He didn't expect that Miss Vivian would also be there, but at the same time he wasn't very surprised, knowing of the girl's infatuation with Lord Phaeton. The atmosphere between them was still a bit awkward, but at least she didn't seem opposed to the relationship he had with her brother...

Before he even managed to make any small talk, though, something unexpected happened. Miss Vivian suddenly took out a small device, which looked like an elegant brooch with a purple gem. It was vibrating softly and that couldn't have been good, judging by the sheer horror on her face. Upon opening the brooch, they saw some coordinates on a small screen inside.

As she explained, it was a distress signal, and Hugo never sent those. Usually he would push through hell and still wouldn't ask for help, meaning this time it must have been dire. Lycaon tried to keep his calm, not to make the young lady even more paniced than she already was... but deep inside his instincts told him to run as fast as he could to save his partner.

That wouldn't do, though, they needed a plan. So first, they checked the coordinates with a map. "Shit," the wolf muttered under his breath, a clear signal he was losing his cool. "Ah, pardon me," he apologized quickly, putting his mask of elegance back on, "it is just that... I know of this place. It is a government research facility, that is currently under the Mayor's investigation. There is a strong suspicion of illegal experiments being done on people." The thiren bit his lip, looking both worried and angry. If they dare touch his Hugo... he will rip their throats out and hang them at the gates... no, no, no, this wasn't a good time to go wild. This was a delicate situation. He needed to go to Mr Mayflower, get the floor plans for the facility, then get clearance to infiltrate it and get to his boyfriend asap. If he just tried to break in without any preparation, he could make it worse.

"Miss Vivian, please, leave this matter to me. I will save him no matter what," he promised with determination. "It would be best, if you and Robin could stay on the outside and monitor the situation in case something goes wrong." He knew that if anything happened to his little sister, Hugo would personally pluck every little bit of fur from his tail. This was a dangerous situation and it's better if he deals with it himself. Now, to the Mayor...

[crowned-by-thorns]

While the initial reaction was quite fun to witness the damn wolf brought up the big guns aka the wet dog look.

"Stop it! I'm not going to fall for your adorable manipulation tactics this time just because you're embarrassed about having a wet dream." Despite the protests his ears were twitching as he looked away trying not to fall into the very obvious trap his boyfriend laid out to him.

"You either let me do something about that morning wood of yours or you wear a dress as punishment for tempting me before I get the ok from the medical analysis. Hmph bet that if i didn't wake you up you might have even came in your sleep."

He's being a bit dramatic just for the sake of it. In reality he's very grateful for his boyfriend and only a bit sad he can't show the man just how much he appreciates him. Really it's not about being horny but rather wanting his lover as close as possible. Newly reawakened feelings are making him feel more intensely.

[wolfishly-charming]

Ah. He was this close to succeeding with the wet puppy look. But his boyfriend was stronger than he hoped. Fine.

Technically, he could let Hugo do something about his boner. A little hand job wouldn't overexert him for sure... the problem was, that the wolf knew that if they started, they wouldn't be able to stop themselves from doing more. He couldn't risk that. He needed to be the responsible one here and hold his ground.

"Alright. I will wear the dress, if that is what you want," he agreed easily. He wasn't really sure what the big deal was. Dresses like miss Rina's seemed to be quite comfortable to walk in anyway. Sure, he could have continued to plead his case, since it really wasn't his fault what he dreamed of, but he didn't want the little bat to work himself up for no reason. Besides, he really felt like pampering and spoiling his prince today, so he was ready to agree to more than just that.

"I will be your maid and do what you ask of me," he murmured, leaning his face closer in to his partner's, "so please, don't be mad at me anymore?" He placed a few soft kisses on Hugo's cheek. He was almost sure that the little fiend wasn't actually mad at him at all, but it couldn't hurt to show some remorse, now could it? He poked Hugo's cheek with his snout. "I will be your obedient puppy for the day, master," he whispered, quite seductively.

Once his boyfriend finally looked at him again, he placed a sweet kiss on his lips and then lifted himself up, ready to get out of bed. "I will wash myself up first," he announced, omitting the part, where he will have to deal with his unruly cock in the bathroom, to make it go down, "then I can put on that maid apron and make you breakfast. How does that sound?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

"I'm not actually mad at you, if anything I'm mad we can't do activities that imply us being very close to each other. I'm feeling quite clingy you know?" He mumbles and pouts a little bit.

Ah, his little plea didn't work either but hey, the wolf will wear a maid dress which will be delightful to see.

"The first order is to speak less to me as you speak with a client, don't call me master ugh I don't like the sound of that. Call me a pet name or something, it will feel more personal to us and less like you're playing another role."

After that he didn't let Lycaon escape towards a cold shower just yet, he caught his hand and gave him a few more kisses.

"Don't take too long ok? I'll get lonely~"

[wolfishly-charming]

"As you wish, my little bat," he quickly corrected himself. Hmm, no, this one didn't quite fit in this situation. "My sweet prince...?" he tried. This was a little better, but he wasn't sure if Hugo liked it. Did it sound too official? He cocked his head and looked at the blonde as if he was waiting for an opinion.

"I won't take long," he promised, gladly staying a bit longer for the kisses. He was happy that his partner felt so clingy. It was honestly very cute. And he wasn't being called a stupid mutt, which was a nice improvement. "...I want to be called a pet name, too," he demanded suddenly, his tail wagging like stupid.

So what if they can't have sex for a little while? There were other forms of intimacy still available to them, such as cuddling and kissing and having sweet little talks. With occasional bickering, as they liked best, of course. He could also make his boyfriend something nice for breakfast and maybe even spoon feed him, if he is allowed. The day ahead of them sounded so nice, that for a bit he's completely forgotten about the bracelet on his wrist and about his suspension from work.

He kissed Hugo a few more times, then made another attempt at going to the bathroom.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Hmmm? I don't know if I fully vibe with being called a prince. Use it a little bit more and I see how i feel about it," he explains to the wolf.

"Oh? I'll time you~ I'm curious about how much it will take for you to finish yourself off at the thought of me in the shower." He doesn't mention he already knows the thiren's shower routine. After all that's what allowed him to steal some of his shirts so discretely. Speaking about Lycaon's shirts perhaps he should change into one.

"Isn't dear puppy enough? Perhaps I should call you beloved moonlight again?"

The day will surely pass quickly enough and he's sure the results will be in his favor. He already feels much better than before being kidnapped. Allowing himself this domestic bliss also puts him into a great mood. That and the knowledge that the wolf betrayed his orders for him, gosh he didn't think it was possible anymore.

[wolfishly-charming]

"Alright. Just tell me, if you want me to stop," he agreed. Well, since he was the fluffy knight, a prince only sounded right for Hugo. He could go for king, but that didn't quite fit for a pet name. Of course, it's not that he didn't already have a bunch of other pet names for his boyfriend, but he sort of collected them like trading cards. He wanted to have the right one for every occassion, and right now, since he wanted to pamper and spoil the blonde man, a prince treatment seemed to make most sense to him.

The wolf's face heated up again, as he cleared his throat. "I will deal with it most efficiently," he informed stiffly. Honestly, when thinking about Hugo, he was certain he could come almost immediately. The thought of the man checking that on a watch, stressed him out, though.

Lycaon's tail kept wagging with joy. The pet names talk was a neat distraction from the earlier topic of the things he was going to do in the shower. "I like both," he said. "Use them more." Ah, he felt sort of bad making demands, but hey. He saved Hugo's life, didn't he? And he was suffering the consequences of this action, too. It seemed kind of justified to be a little bit selfish in turn. He thought for a bit and made another demand. "And the m-word is prohibited," he announced, unsure if he was pushing his luck a bit with this one. The little fiend would always find a way to insult him anyway. Didn't have to call him a mutt, though. He probably deserved that much as a reward.

Leaving a few more small kisses on Hugo's face, he finally got out of the bed and marched into the bathroom awkwardly. Why wasn't it going down...!

[crowned-by-thorns]

"You know I will! Now go and wash away your shame my dear puppy~"

The way Lycaon's tail stopped briefly only to start wagging again with even more vigor was terribly amusing.

He gasped at the mention of not using mut, that's more like a pet name now rather than an insult.

Fine he'll just have to use hellhound instead. It's only fair if his boyfriend calls him a little fiend.

"Fine, i'll agree because you have been a very good boy and defied authority for my sake."

As soon as the thiren is out of the room he goes straight for the wardrobe and searches for a suitable shirt to wear.

[wolfishly-charming]

Washing away the sins took Lycaon longer than he expected. Just thinking about how his dream could have ended, had it not been interrupted, was enough to let him finish himself off really quickly. But then he remembered how eager his own, real life Hugo was, craving his closeness and intimacy, also calling him a good boy and all that... before he knew, he got hard again.

That was quite embarrassing.

It took reciting the Mayor's borig speeches from memory under a cold shower for quite a while, before he calmed himself down enough to be able to return to the room. After that was finally taken care of, he finished the showering real quick, dried himself in a rush and walked out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. He forgot to take any fresh clothes or even undrwear with him, but it mattered not, since he was supposed to change into a maid costume anyway, as promised.

Oh, but his boyfriend... of course he had to tease the thiren by putting on one of his shirts. Lycaon swallowed, licked his lips, looked away, and continued with the mayor's speeches in his head. After another moment of that, he asked, "I just remembered, that you have actually mentioned the maid outfit in the past. Am I correct to assume, that you already have one prepared for me?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

Oh dear his boyfriend took his sweet time in the shower it even allowed him to change his underwear for something silky and lacy. He's starting to have suspicions of why his man got so excited. Oh well, if the stars align at the right time he's going to get everything he wants and more.

In his pacing around the room waiting for lycaon to come back he forgot to actually drink something sugary before his partner gets to cook breakfast, he expected his usual symptoms would manifest sooner due to his little 'adventure' but he had hoped he could last at least until breakfast was served.

But no instead he felt dizzy right as the thiren walked out of the shower resulting in the poor man seeing him trip briefly on his way to lay back in bed.

Great, he's going to worry once again and he doesn't want that. It's easily fixable with the stuff they keep around them now (aka sugary snacks and drinks)

[wolfishly-charming]

Lycaon's instincts activated within a milisecond of seeing his boyfriend get dizzy. He basically leaped through the room, not giving a hoot about the towel, which dropped to the floor from the sudden movement. He got to Hugo so fast, that he managed to catch the man by the waist as he tripped, stabilize him, then gently lead him to sit down on the bed. Of course the thiren sat down beside him as well, not loosening his grip around his partner's waist for one moment. It was a gentle hold, but firm.

"Are you alright? I should have gotten you something to eat, or drink, before I went to the bathroom..." he mumbled, looking anxious. He also didn't expect Hugo would get weak so quickly. But well, he also didn't exactly expect the man would get out of bed at all. "You really need to rest more..." He cupped his boyfriend's cheek and looked at his face with concern. Well, he was even paler than usual, and the shadows underneath his eyes were more prominent, but otherwise he didn't look so bad.

The wolf placed a small kiss on Hugo's nose, then reached towards the night stand, were he kept some snacks and a small bottle of juice. Only after he gave those to his boyfriend, did he calm down enough to notice the lacy purple underwear the man was wearing.

Oh, Heavens.

He has just calmed it down...

[crowned-by-thorns]

As much as he disliked how wet fur feels on his skin when he's dry he was happy his partner caught him in time, thus saving his knees from colliding with the bedframe.

The way his waist was held was really nice, if only the wolf griped it a little tighter.

"None of us expected for a sugar crash to happen this soon. I'll be fine as long as I get my emergency snacks in," he explained.

It was true, in a few minutes after emptying an entire soda can down his throat he already started to feel better. This also allowed him to finally observe his partner wasn't wearing his towel.

Seeing him in his full naked glory made his hole clench on air in need while his eyes remained captivated on the sight. Damn it, he needs this man so badly. Those results needs to arrive asap.

[wolfishly-charming]

Seeing his boyfriend's lacy lingerie, he had to go back to reciting the mayor's speeches in his head all over again. Don't get hard now, it is not the time. What is wrong with you today?

To distract himself, the wolf looked up instead, and watched his partner drink, with a wagging tail. It calmed his anxiety greatly, when he could see with his own one eye, that Hugo replenished his sugar and was starting to look better.

And yet, as soon as he calmed down, the little fiend's gaze got hang up on something. He followed that gaze and only now noticed that he's dropped his towel on the way here and was sitting there, fully exposed, his unruly friend down between his legs continuously getting half hard from the slightest thing. It was as if it was peeking up, trying to see whether it was its queue yet. Oh, for goodness sake.

Just when he was supposed to hold back for a day, it had to be like this. It didn't help, that Hugo was staring at him like a starved man, who really needed to devour this, or he will get dizzy all over again.

"I, uh..." the thiren mumbled, trying to break the silence, which was starting to make the atmosphere in the room grow thicker. He was both embarrassed and increasingly horny. He needed to work harder to hold it back. "I, I will get into that maid costume," he announced in a panic, hurriedly getting up from the bed.

As expected, his little bat has already prepared the outfit while he was changing into the wolf's shirt. Bless, he will put it on and cover himself up. What a convenient excuse! He unfolded the clothes and looked at them. Then at Hugo. Then at the clothes back again. Where.... was the rest of it? Surely this can't be all? He put the skirt in front of himself. It wasn't even long enough to cover up his cock completely.

As the youngsters would say these days... he was cooked.

[crowned-by-thorns]

He almost whined when his boyfriend left to change. Almost, his sense of shame still kept him somewhat silent. His thoughts on the other the hand were supplying him with various filthy scenarios that could unfold.

On his knees taking his partner in his mouth or bent over the side of the bed and taking the man to the hilt were just a few of said scenarios.

The maid dress turned out to be more bad than good at the moment too, simply because the damn wolf looked so erotic in it.

But his partner won't touch him too much until those damn lab results are in, he's going to go mad or...wait he could definitely try to play with himself while the other cooks breakfast! He may be able to handle this day after all!

He'll sneak in a few kisses as well before.

[wolfishly-charming]

This was incredibly stupid for someone who prides himself on being really hard to catch. It was supposed to be a quick mission yet his condition got the best of him. Too many hectic days lately, he forgot to snack between jobs and he fainted like a damn idiot in the middle of a lab he was supposed to steal data from.

Before he fully collapsed he managed to press on the beacon coin and send a distress signal out. Little did he know his sister was accompanied by his former business partner (& current boyfriend) when it was sent out. He honestly hopes Vivian won't have to get in danger because of him, it's not worth the trouble.

When he wakes up he's tied to a chair in a very familiar position, but just a different place. The way he feels is familiar too which makes him curse under his breath.

Out in the corner he also spots a familiar presence.

"Well, well, well looks like we meet again other me. I thought you were already well adjusted enough to not have to see me anymore, yet here you are. Making trouble for people who care about you again aren't you hmmm?"

Lycaon was just on his way back from the Video Store, where he was helping the proxies with some errands. He didn't expect that Miss Vivian would also be there, but at the same time he wasn't very surprised, knowing of the girl's infatuation with Lord Phaeton. The atmosphere between them was still a bit awkward, but at least she didn't seem opposed to the relationship he had with her brother...

Before he even managed to make any small talk, though, something unexpected happened. Miss Vivian suddenly took out a small device, which looked like an elegant brooch with a purple gem. It was vibrating softly and that couldn't have been good, judging by the sheer horror on her face. Upon opening the brooch, they saw some coordinates on a small screen inside.

As she explained, it was a distress signal, and Hugo never sent those. Usually he would push through hell and still wouldn't ask for help, meaning this time it must have been dire. Lycaon tried to keep his calm, not to make the young lady even more paniced than she already was... but deep inside his instincts told him to run as fast as he could to save his partner.

That wouldn't do, though, they needed a plan. So first, they checked the coordinates with a map. "Shit," the wolf muttered under his breath, a clear signal he was losing his cool. "Ah, pardon me," he apologized quickly, putting his mask of elegance back on, "it is just that... I know of this place. It is a government research facility, that is currently under the Mayor's investigation. There is a strong suspicion of illegal experiments being done on people." The thiren bit his lip, looking both worried and angry. If they dare touch his Hugo... he will rip their throats out and hang them at the gates... no, no, no, this wasn't a good time to go wild. This was a delicate situation. He needed to go to Mr Mayflower, get the floor plans for the facility, then get clearance to infiltrate it and get to his boyfriend asap. If he just tried to break in without any preparation, he could make it worse.

"Miss Vivian, please, leave this matter to me. I will save him no matter what," he promised with determination. "It would be best, if you and Robin could stay on the outside and monitor the situation in case something goes wrong." He knew that if anything happened to his little sister, Hugo would personally pluck every little bit of fur from his tail. This was a dangerous situation and it's better if he deals with it himself. Now, to the Mayor...

[crowned-by-thorns]

While the initial reaction was quite fun to witness the damn wolf brought up the big guns aka the wet dog look.

"Stop it! I'm not going to fall for your adorable manipulation tactics this time just because you're embarrassed about having a wet dream." Despite the protests his ears were twitching as he looked away trying not to fall into the very obvious trap his boyfriend laid out to him.

"You either let me do something about that morning wood of yours or you wear a dress as punishment for tempting me before I get the ok from the medical analysis. Hmph bet that if i didn't wake you up you might have even came in your sleep."

He's being a bit dramatic just for the sake of it. In reality he's very grateful for his boyfriend and only a bit sad he can't show the man just how much he appreciates him. Really it's not about being horny but rather wanting his lover as close as possible. Newly reawakened feelings are making him feel more intensely.

[wolfishly-charming]

Ah. He was this close to succeeding with the wet puppy look. But his boyfriend was stronger than he hoped. Fine.

Technically, he could let Hugo do something about his boner. A little hand job wouldn't overexert him for sure... the problem was, that the wolf knew that if they started, they wouldn't be able to stop themselves from doing more. He couldn't risk that. He needed to be the responsible one here and hold his ground.

"Alright. I will wear the dress, if that is what you want," he agreed easily. He wasn't really sure what the big deal was. Dresses like miss Rina's seemed to be quite comfortable to walk in anyway. Sure, he could have continued to plead his case, since it really wasn't his fault what he dreamed of, but he didn't want the little bat to work himself up for no reason. Besides, he really felt like pampering and spoiling his prince today, so he was ready to agree to more than just that.

"I will be your maid and do what you ask of me," he murmured, leaning his face closer in to his partner's, "so please, don't be mad at me anymore?" He placed a few soft kisses on Hugo's cheek. He was almost sure that the little fiend wasn't actually mad at him at all, but it couldn't hurt to show some remorse, now could it? He poked Hugo's cheek with his snout. "I will be your obedient puppy for the day, master," he whispered, quite seductively.

Once his boyfriend finally looked at him again, he placed a sweet kiss on his lips and then lifted himself up, ready to get out of bed. "I will wash myself up first," he announced, omitting the part, where he will have to deal with his unruly cock in the bathroom, to make it go down, "then I can put on that maid apron and make you breakfast. How does that sound?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

"I'm not actually mad at you, if anything I'm mad we can't do activities that imply us being very close to each other. I'm feeling quite clingy you know?" He mumbles and pouts a little bit.

Ah, his little plea didn't work either but hey, the wolf will wear a maid dress which will be delightful to see.

"The first order is to speak less to me as you speak with a client, don't call me master ugh I don't like the sound of that. Call me a pet name or something, it will feel more personal to us and less like you're playing another role."

After that he didn't let Lycaon escape towards a cold shower just yet, he caught his hand and gave him a few more kisses.

"Don't take too long ok? I'll get lonely~"

[wolfishly-charming]

"As you wish, my little bat," he quickly corrected himself. Hmm, no, this one didn't quite fit in this situation. "My sweet prince...?" he tried. This was a little better, but he wasn't sure if Hugo liked it. Did it sound too official? He cocked his head and looked at the blonde as if he was waiting for an opinion.

"I won't take long," he promised, gladly staying a bit longer for the kisses. He was happy that his partner felt so clingy. It was honestly very cute. And he wasn't being called a stupid mutt, which was a nice improvement. "...I want to be called a pet name, too," he demanded suddenly, his tail wagging like stupid.

So what if they can't have sex for a little while? There were other forms of intimacy still available to them, such as cuddling and kissing and having sweet little talks. With occasional bickering, as they liked best, of course. He could also make his boyfriend something nice for breakfast and maybe even spoon feed him, if he is allowed. The day ahead of them sounded so nice, that for a bit he's completely forgotten about the bracelet on his wrist and about his suspension from work.

He kissed Hugo a few more times, then made another attempt at going to the bathroom.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Hmmm? I don't know if I fully vibe with being called a prince. Use it a little bit more and I see how i feel about it," he explains to the wolf.

"Oh? I'll time you~ I'm curious about how much it will take for you to finish yourself off at the thought of me in the shower." He doesn't mention he already knows the thiren's shower routine. After all that's what allowed him to steal some of his shirts so discretely. Speaking about Lycaon's shirts perhaps he should change into one.

"Isn't dear puppy enough? Perhaps I should call you beloved moonlight again?"

The day will surely pass quickly enough and he's sure the results will be in his favor. He already feels much better than before being kidnapped. Allowing himself this domestic bliss also puts him into a great mood. That and the knowledge that the wolf betrayed his orders for him, gosh he didn't think it was possible anymore.

[wolfishly-charming]

"Alright. Just tell me, if you want me to stop," he agreed. Well, since he was the fluffy knight, a prince only sounded right for Hugo. He could go for king, but that didn't quite fit for a pet name. Of course, it's not that he didn't already have a bunch of other pet names for his boyfriend, but he sort of collected them like trading cards. He wanted to have the right one for every occassion, and right now, since he wanted to pamper and spoil the blonde man, a prince treatment seemed to make most sense to him.

The wolf's face heated up again, as he cleared his throat. "I will deal with it most efficiently," he informed stiffly. Honestly, when thinking about Hugo, he was certain he could come almost immediately. The thought of the man checking that on a watch, stressed him out, though.

Lycaon's tail kept wagging with joy. The pet names talk was a neat distraction from the earlier topic of the things he was going to do in the shower. "I like both," he said. "Use them more." Ah, he felt sort of bad making demands, but hey. He saved Hugo's life, didn't he? And he was suffering the consequences of this action, too. It seemed kind of justified to be a little bit selfish in turn. He thought for a bit and made another demand. "And the m-word is prohibited," he announced, unsure if he was pushing his luck a bit with this one. The little fiend would always find a way to insult him anyway. Didn't have to call him a mutt, though. He probably deserved that much as a reward.

Leaving a few more small kisses on Hugo's face, he finally got out of the bed and marched into the bathroom awkwardly. Why wasn't it going down...!

[crowned-by-thorns]

"You know I will! Now go and wash away your shame my dear puppy~"

The way Lycaon's tail stopped briefly only to start wagging again with even more vigor was terribly amusing.

He gasped at the mention of not using mut, that's more like a pet name now rather than an insult.

Fine he'll just have to use hellhound instead. It's only fair if his boyfriend calls him a little fiend.

"Fine, i'll agree because you have been a very good boy and defied authority for my sake."

As soon as the thiren is out of the room he goes straight for the wardrobe and searches for a suitable shirt to wear.

[wolfishly-charming]

Washing away the sins took Lycaon longer than he expected. Just thinking about how his dream could have ended, had it not been interrupted, was enough to let him finish himself off really quickly. But then he remembered how eager his own, real life Hugo was, craving his closeness and intimacy, also calling him a good boy and all that... before he knew, he got hard again.

That was quite embarrassing.

It took reciting the Mayor's borig speeches from memory under a cold shower for quite a while, before he calmed himself down enough to be able to return to the room. After that was finally taken care of, he finished the showering real quick, dried himself in a rush and walked out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. He forgot to take any fresh clothes or even undrwear with him, but it mattered not, since he was supposed to change into a maid costume anyway, as promised.

Oh, but his boyfriend... of course he had to tease the thiren by putting on one of his shirts. Lycaon swallowed, licked his lips, looked away, and continued with the mayor's speeches in his head. After another moment of that, he asked, "I just remembered, that you have actually mentioned the maid outfit in the past. Am I correct to assume, that you already have one prepared for me?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

Oh dear his boyfriend took his sweet time in the shower it even allowed him to change his underwear for something silky and lacy. He's starting to have suspicions of why his man got so excited. Oh well, if the stars align at the right time he's going to get everything he wants and more.

In his pacing around the room waiting for lycaon to come back he forgot to actually drink something sugary before his partner gets to cook breakfast, he expected his usual symptoms would manifest sooner due to his little 'adventure' but he had hoped he could last at least until breakfast was served.

But no instead he felt dizzy right as the thiren walked out of the shower resulting in the poor man seeing him trip briefly on his way to lay back in bed.

Great, he's going to worry once again and he doesn't want that. It's easily fixable with the stuff they keep around them now (aka sugary snacks and drinks)

[wolfishly-charming]

Lycaon's instincts activated within a milisecond of seeing his boyfriend get dizzy. He basically leaped through the room, not giving a hoot about the towel, which dropped to the floor from the sudden movement. He got to Hugo so fast, that he managed to catch the man by the waist as he tripped, stabilize him, then gently lead him to sit down on the bed. Of course the thiren sat down beside him as well, not loosening his grip around his partner's waist for one moment. It was a gentle hold, but firm.

"Are you alright? I should have gotten you something to eat, or drink, before I went to the bathroom..." he mumbled, looking anxious. He also didn't expect Hugo would get weak so quickly. But well, he also didn't exactly expect the man would get out of bed at all. "You really need to rest more..." He cupped his boyfriend's cheek and looked at his face with concern. Well, he was even paler than usual, and the shadows underneath his eyes were more prominent, but otherwise he didn't look so bad.

The wolf placed a small kiss on Hugo's nose, then reached towards the night stand, were he kept some snacks and a small bottle of juice. Only after he gave those to his boyfriend, did he calm down enough to notice the lacy purple underwear the man was wearing.

Oh, Heavens.

He has just calmed it down...

[crowned-by-thorns]

As much as he disliked how wet fur feels on his skin when he's dry he was happy his partner caught him in time, thus saving his knees from colliding with the bedframe.

The way his waist was held was really nice, if only the wolf griped it a little tighter.

"None of us expected for a sugar crash to happen this soon. I'll be fine as long as I get my emergency snacks in," he explained.

It was true, in a few minutes after emptying an entire soda can down his throat he already started to feel better. This also allowed him to finally observe his partner wasn't wearing his towel.

Seeing him in his full naked glory made his hole clench on air in need while his eyes remained captivated on the sight. Damn it, he needs this man so badly. Those results needs to arrive asap.

[wolfishly-charming]

This was incredibly stupid for someone who prides himself on being really hard to catch. It was supposed to be a quick mission yet his condition got the best of him. Too many hectic days lately, he forgot to snack between jobs and he fainted like a damn idiot in the middle of a lab he was supposed to steal data from.

Before he fully collapsed he managed to press on the beacon coin and send a distress signal out. Little did he know his sister was accompanied by his former business partner (& current boyfriend) when it was sent out. He honestly hopes Vivian won't have to get in danger because of him, it's not worth the trouble.

When he wakes up he's tied to a chair in a very familiar position, but just a different place. The way he feels is familiar too which makes him curse under his breath.

Out in the corner he also spots a familiar presence.

"Well, well, well looks like we meet again other me. I thought you were already well adjusted enough to not have to see me anymore, yet here you are. Making trouble for people who care about you again aren't you hmmm?"

Lycaon was just on his way back from the Video Store, where he was helping the proxies with some errands. He didn't expect that Miss Vivian would also be there, but at the same time he wasn't very surprised, knowing of the girl's infatuation with Lord Phaeton. The atmosphere between them was still a bit awkward, but at least she didn't seem opposed to the relationship he had with her brother...

Before he even managed to make any small talk, though, something unexpected happened. Miss Vivian suddenly took out a small device, which looked like an elegant brooch with a purple gem. It was vibrating softly and that couldn't have been good, judging by the sheer horror on her face. Upon opening the brooch, they saw some coordinates on a small screen inside.

As she explained, it was a distress signal, and Hugo never sent those. Usually he would push through hell and still wouldn't ask for help, meaning this time it must have been dire. Lycaon tried to keep his calm, not to make the young lady even more paniced than she already was... but deep inside his instincts told him to run as fast as he could to save his partner.

That wouldn't do, though, they needed a plan. So first, they checked the coordinates with a map. "Shit," the wolf muttered under his breath, a clear signal he was losing his cool. "Ah, pardon me," he apologized quickly, putting his mask of elegance back on, "it is just that... I know of this place. It is a government research facility, that is currently under the Mayor's investigation. There is a strong suspicion of illegal experiments being done on people." The thiren bit his lip, looking both worried and angry. If they dare touch his Hugo... he will rip their throats out and hang them at the gates... no, no, no, this wasn't a good time to go wild. This was a delicate situation. He needed to go to Mr Mayflower, get the floor plans for the facility, then get clearance to infiltrate it and get to his boyfriend asap. If he just tried to break in without any preparation, he could make it worse.

"Miss Vivian, please, leave this matter to me. I will save him no matter what," he promised with determination. "It would be best, if you and Robin could stay on the outside and monitor the situation in case something goes wrong." He knew that if anything happened to his little sister, Hugo would personally pluck every little bit of fur from his tail. This was a dangerous situation and it's better if he deals with it himself. Now, to the Mayor...

[crowned-by-thorns]

While the initial reaction was quite fun to witness the damn wolf brought up the big guns aka the wet dog look.

"Stop it! I'm not going to fall for your adorable manipulation tactics this time just because you're embarrassed about having a wet dream." Despite the protests his ears were twitching as he looked away trying not to fall into the very obvious trap his boyfriend laid out to him.

"You either let me do something about that morning wood of yours or you wear a dress as punishment for tempting me before I get the ok from the medical analysis. Hmph bet that if i didn't wake you up you might have even came in your sleep."

He's being a bit dramatic just for the sake of it. In reality he's very grateful for his boyfriend and only a bit sad he can't show the man just how much he appreciates him. Really it's not about being horny but rather wanting his lover as close as possible. Newly reawakened feelings are making him feel more intensely.

[wolfishly-charming]

Ah. He was this close to succeeding with the wet puppy look. But his boyfriend was stronger than he hoped. Fine.

Technically, he could let Hugo do something about his boner. A little hand job wouldn't overexert him for sure... the problem was, that the wolf knew that if they started, they wouldn't be able to stop themselves from doing more. He couldn't risk that. He needed to be the responsible one here and hold his ground.

"Alright. I will wear the dress, if that is what you want," he agreed easily. He wasn't really sure what the big deal was. Dresses like miss Rina's seemed to be quite comfortable to walk in anyway. Sure, he could have continued to plead his case, since it really wasn't his fault what he dreamed of, but he didn't want the little bat to work himself up for no reason. Besides, he really felt like pampering and spoiling his prince today, so he was ready to agree to more than just that.

"I will be your maid and do what you ask of me," he murmured, leaning his face closer in to his partner's, "so please, don't be mad at me anymore?" He placed a few soft kisses on Hugo's cheek. He was almost sure that the little fiend wasn't actually mad at him at all, but it couldn't hurt to show some remorse, now could it? He poked Hugo's cheek with his snout. "I will be your obedient puppy for the day, master," he whispered, quite seductively.

Once his boyfriend finally looked at him again, he placed a sweet kiss on his lips and then lifted himself up, ready to get out of bed. "I will wash myself up first," he announced, omitting the part, where he will have to deal with his unruly cock in the bathroom, to make it go down, "then I can put on that maid apron and make you breakfast. How does that sound?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

"I'm not actually mad at you, if anything I'm mad we can't do activities that imply us being very close to each other. I'm feeling quite clingy you know?" He mumbles and pouts a little bit.

Ah, his little plea didn't work either but hey, the wolf will wear a maid dress which will be delightful to see.

"The first order is to speak less to me as you speak with a client, don't call me master ugh I don't like the sound of that. Call me a pet name or something, it will feel more personal to us and less like you're playing another role."

After that he didn't let Lycaon escape towards a cold shower just yet, he caught his hand and gave him a few more kisses.

"Don't take too long ok? I'll get lonely~"

[wolfishly-charming]

"As you wish, my little bat," he quickly corrected himself. Hmm, no, this one didn't quite fit in this situation. "My sweet prince...?" he tried. This was a little better, but he wasn't sure if Hugo liked it. Did it sound too official? He cocked his head and looked at the blonde as if he was waiting for an opinion.

"I won't take long," he promised, gladly staying a bit longer for the kisses. He was happy that his partner felt so clingy. It was honestly very cute. And he wasn't being called a stupid mutt, which was a nice improvement. "...I want to be called a pet name, too," he demanded suddenly, his tail wagging like stupid.

So what if they can't have sex for a little while? There were other forms of intimacy still available to them, such as cuddling and kissing and having sweet little talks. With occasional bickering, as they liked best, of course. He could also make his boyfriend something nice for breakfast and maybe even spoon feed him, if he is allowed. The day ahead of them sounded so nice, that for a bit he's completely forgotten about the bracelet on his wrist and about his suspension from work.

He kissed Hugo a few more times, then made another attempt at going to the bathroom.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Hmmm? I don't know if I fully vibe with being called a prince. Use it a little bit more and I see how i feel about it," he explains to the wolf.

"Oh? I'll time you~ I'm curious about how much it will take for you to finish yourself off at the thought of me in the shower." He doesn't mention he already knows the thiren's shower routine. After all that's what allowed him to steal some of his shirts so discretely. Speaking about Lycaon's shirts perhaps he should change into one.

"Isn't dear puppy enough? Perhaps I should call you beloved moonlight again?"

The day will surely pass quickly enough and he's sure the results will be in his favor. He already feels much better than before being kidnapped. Allowing himself this domestic bliss also puts him into a great mood. That and the knowledge that the wolf betrayed his orders for him, gosh he didn't think it was possible anymore.

[wolfishly-charming]

"Alright. Just tell me, if you want me to stop," he agreed. Well, since he was the fluffy knight, a prince only sounded right for Hugo. He could go for king, but that didn't quite fit for a pet name. Of course, it's not that he didn't already have a bunch of other pet names for his boyfriend, but he sort of collected them like trading cards. He wanted to have the right one for every occassion, and right now, since he wanted to pamper and spoil the blonde man, a prince treatment seemed to make most sense to him.

The wolf's face heated up again, as he cleared his throat. "I will deal with it most efficiently," he informed stiffly. Honestly, when thinking about Hugo, he was certain he could come almost immediately. The thought of the man checking that on a watch, stressed him out, though.

Lycaon's tail kept wagging with joy. The pet names talk was a neat distraction from the earlier topic of the things he was going to do in the shower. "I like both," he said. "Use them more." Ah, he felt sort of bad making demands, but hey. He saved Hugo's life, didn't he? And he was suffering the consequences of this action, too. It seemed kind of justified to be a little bit selfish in turn. He thought for a bit and made another demand. "And the m-word is prohibited," he announced, unsure if he was pushing his luck a bit with this one. The little fiend would always find a way to insult him anyway. Didn't have to call him a mutt, though. He probably deserved that much as a reward.

Leaving a few more small kisses on Hugo's face, he finally got out of the bed and marched into the bathroom awkwardly. Why wasn't it going down...!

[crowned-by-thorns]

"You know I will! Now go and wash away your shame my dear puppy~"

The way Lycaon's tail stopped briefly only to start wagging again with even more vigor was terribly amusing.

He gasped at the mention of not using mut, that's more like a pet name now rather than an insult.

Fine he'll just have to use hellhound instead. It's only fair if his boyfriend calls him a little fiend.

"Fine, i'll agree because you have been a very good boy and defied authority for my sake."

As soon as the thiren is out of the room he goes straight for the wardrobe and searches for a suitable shirt to wear.

[wolfishly-charming]

Washing away the sins took Lycaon longer than he expected. Just thinking about how his dream could have ended, had it not been interrupted, was enough to let him finish himself off really quickly. But then he remembered how eager his own, real life Hugo was, craving his closeness and intimacy, also calling him a good boy and all that... before he knew, he got hard again.

That was quite embarrassing.

It took reciting the Mayor's borig speeches from memory under a cold shower for quite a while, before he calmed himself down enough to be able to return to the room. After that was finally taken care of, he finished the showering real quick, dried himself in a rush and walked out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. He forgot to take any fresh clothes or even undrwear with him, but it mattered not, since he was supposed to change into a maid costume anyway, as promised.

Oh, but his boyfriend... of course he had to tease the thiren by putting on one of his shirts. Lycaon swallowed, licked his lips, looked away, and continued with the mayor's speeches in his head. After another moment of that, he asked, "I just remembered, that you have actually mentioned the maid outfit in the past. Am I correct to assume, that you already have one prepared for me?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

Oh dear his boyfriend took his sweet time in the shower it even allowed him to change his underwear for something silky and lacy. He's starting to have suspicions of why his man got so excited. Oh well, if the stars align at the right time he's going to get everything he wants and more.

In his pacing around the room waiting for lycaon to come back he forgot to actually drink something sugary before his partner gets to cook breakfast, he expected his usual symptoms would manifest sooner due to his little 'adventure' but he had hoped he could last at least until breakfast was served.

But no instead he felt dizzy right as the thiren walked out of the shower resulting in the poor man seeing him trip briefly on his way to lay back in bed.

Great, he's going to worry once again and he doesn't want that. It's easily fixable with the stuff they keep around them now (aka sugary snacks and drinks)

[wolfishly-charming]

This was incredibly stupid for someone who prides himself on being really hard to catch. It was supposed to be a quick mission yet his condition got the best of him. Too many hectic days lately, he forgot to snack between jobs and he fainted like a damn idiot in the middle of a lab he was supposed to steal data from.

Before he fully collapsed he managed to press on the beacon coin and send a distress signal out. Little did he know his sister was accompanied by his former business partner (& current boyfriend) when it was sent out. He honestly hopes Vivian won't have to get in danger because of him, it's not worth the trouble.

When he wakes up he's tied to a chair in a very familiar position, but just a different place. The way he feels is familiar too which makes him curse under his breath.

Out in the corner he also spots a familiar presence.

"Well, well, well looks like we meet again other me. I thought you were already well adjusted enough to not have to see me anymore, yet here you are. Making trouble for people who care about you again aren't you hmmm?"

Lycaon was just on his way back from the Video Store, where he was helping the proxies with some errands. He didn't expect that Miss Vivian would also be there, but at the same time he wasn't very surprised, knowing of the girl's infatuation with Lord Phaeton. The atmosphere between them was still a bit awkward, but at least she didn't seem opposed to the relationship he had with her brother...

Before he even managed to make any small talk, though, something unexpected happened. Miss Vivian suddenly took out a small device, which looked like an elegant brooch with a purple gem. It was vibrating softly and that couldn't have been good, judging by the sheer horror on her face. Upon opening the brooch, they saw some coordinates on a small screen inside.

As she explained, it was a distress signal, and Hugo never sent those. Usually he would push through hell and still wouldn't ask for help, meaning this time it must have been dire. Lycaon tried to keep his calm, not to make the young lady even more paniced than she already was... but deep inside his instincts told him to run as fast as he could to save his partner.

That wouldn't do, though, they needed a plan. So first, they checked the coordinates with a map. "Shit," the wolf muttered under his breath, a clear signal he was losing his cool. "Ah, pardon me," he apologized quickly, putting his mask of elegance back on, "it is just that... I know of this place. It is a government research facility, that is currently under the Mayor's investigation. There is a strong suspicion of illegal experiments being done on people." The thiren bit his lip, looking both worried and angry. If they dare touch his Hugo... he will rip their throats out and hang them at the gates... no, no, no, this wasn't a good time to go wild. This was a delicate situation. He needed to go to Mr Mayflower, get the floor plans for the facility, then get clearance to infiltrate it and get to his boyfriend asap. If he just tried to break in without any preparation, he could make it worse.

"Miss Vivian, please, leave this matter to me. I will save him no matter what," he promised with determination. "It would be best, if you and Robin could stay on the outside and monitor the situation in case something goes wrong." He knew that if anything happened to his little sister, Hugo would personally pluck every little bit of fur from his tail. This was a dangerous situation and it's better if he deals with it himself. Now, to the Mayor...

[crowned-by-thorns]

While the initial reaction was quite fun to witness the damn wolf brought up the big guns aka the wet dog look.

"Stop it! I'm not going to fall for your adorable manipulation tactics this time just because you're embarrassed about having a wet dream." Despite the protests his ears were twitching as he looked away trying not to fall into the very obvious trap his boyfriend laid out to him.

"You either let me do something about that morning wood of yours or you wear a dress as punishment for tempting me before I get the ok from the medical analysis. Hmph bet that if i didn't wake you up you might have even came in your sleep."

He's being a bit dramatic just for the sake of it. In reality he's very grateful for his boyfriend and only a bit sad he can't show the man just how much he appreciates him. Really it's not about being horny but rather wanting his lover as close as possible. Newly reawakened feelings are making him feel more intensely.

[wolfishly-charming]

Ah. He was this close to succeeding with the wet puppy look. But his boyfriend was stronger than he hoped. Fine.

Technically, he could let Hugo do something about his boner. A little hand job wouldn't overexert him for sure... the problem was, that the wolf knew that if they started, they wouldn't be able to stop themselves from doing more. He couldn't risk that. He needed to be the responsible one here and hold his ground.

"Alright. I will wear the dress, if that is what you want," he agreed easily. He wasn't really sure what the big deal was. Dresses like miss Rina's seemed to be quite comfortable to walk in anyway. Sure, he could have continued to plead his case, since it really wasn't his fault what he dreamed of, but he didn't want the little bat to work himself up for no reason. Besides, he really felt like pampering and spoiling his prince today, so he was ready to agree to more than just that.

"I will be your maid and do what you ask of me," he murmured, leaning his face closer in to his partner's, "so please, don't be mad at me anymore?" He placed a few soft kisses on Hugo's cheek. He was almost sure that the little fiend wasn't actually mad at him at all, but it couldn't hurt to show some remorse, now could it? He poked Hugo's cheek with his snout. "I will be your obedient puppy for the day, master," he whispered, quite seductively.

Once his boyfriend finally looked at him again, he placed a sweet kiss on his lips and then lifted himself up, ready to get out of bed. "I will wash myself up first," he announced, omitting the part, where he will have to deal with his unruly cock in the bathroom, to make it go down, "then I can put on that maid apron and make you breakfast. How does that sound?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

"I'm not actually mad at you, if anything I'm mad we can't do activities that imply us being very close to each other. I'm feeling quite clingy you know?" He mumbles and pouts a little bit.

Ah, his little plea didn't work either but hey, the wolf will wear a maid dress which will be delightful to see.

"The first order is to speak less to me as you speak with a client, don't call me master ugh I don't like the sound of that. Call me a pet name or something, it will feel more personal to us and less like you're playing another role."

After that he didn't let Lycaon escape towards a cold shower just yet, he caught his hand and gave him a few more kisses.

"Don't take too long ok? I'll get lonely~"

[wolfishly-charming]

"As you wish, my little bat," he quickly corrected himself. Hmm, no, this one didn't quite fit in this situation. "My sweet prince...?" he tried. This was a little better, but he wasn't sure if Hugo liked it. Did it sound too official? He cocked his head and looked at the blonde as if he was waiting for an opinion.

"I won't take long," he promised, gladly staying a bit longer for the kisses. He was happy that his partner felt so clingy. It was honestly very cute. And he wasn't being called a stupid mutt, which was a nice improvement. "...I want to be called a pet name, too," he demanded suddenly, his tail wagging like stupid.

So what if they can't have sex for a little while? There were other forms of intimacy still available to them, such as cuddling and kissing and having sweet little talks. With occasional bickering, as they liked best, of course. He could also make his boyfriend something nice for breakfast and maybe even spoon feed him, if he is allowed. The day ahead of them sounded so nice, that for a bit he's completely forgotten about the bracelet on his wrist and about his suspension from work.

He kissed Hugo a few more times, then made another attempt at going to the bathroom.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Hmmm? I don't know if I fully vibe with being called a prince. Use it a little bit more and I see how i feel about it," he explains to the wolf.

"Oh? I'll time you~ I'm curious about how much it will take for you to finish yourself off at the thought of me in the shower." He doesn't mention he already knows the thiren's shower routine. After all that's what allowed him to steal some of his shirts so discretely. Speaking about Lycaon's shirts perhaps he should change into one.

"Isn't dear puppy enough? Perhaps I should call you beloved moonlight again?"

The day will surely pass quickly enough and he's sure the results will be in his favor. He already feels much better than before being kidnapped. Allowing himself this domestic bliss also puts him into a great mood. That and the knowledge that the wolf betrayed his orders for him, gosh he didn't think it was possible anymore.

[wolfishly-charming]

"Alright. Just tell me, if you want me to stop," he agreed. Well, since he was the fluffy knight, a prince only sounded right for Hugo. He could go for king, but that didn't quite fit for a pet name. Of course, it's not that he didn't already have a bunch of other pet names for his boyfriend, but he sort of collected them like trading cards. He wanted to have the right one for every occassion, and right now, since he wanted to pamper and spoil the blonde man, a prince treatment seemed to make most sense to him.

The wolf's face heated up again, as he cleared his throat. "I will deal with it most efficiently," he informed stiffly. Honestly, when thinking about Hugo, he was certain he could come almost immediately. The thought of the man checking that on a watch, stressed him out, though.

Lycaon's tail kept wagging with joy. The pet names talk was a neat distraction from the earlier topic of the things he was going to do in the shower. "I like both," he said. "Use them more." Ah, he felt sort of bad making demands, but hey. He saved Hugo's life, didn't he? And he was suffering the consequences of this action, too. It seemed kind of justified to be a little bit selfish in turn. He thought for a bit and made another demand. "And the m-word is prohibited," he announced, unsure if he was pushing his luck a bit with this one. The little fiend would always find a way to insult him anyway. Didn't have to call him a mutt, though. He probably deserved that much as a reward.

Leaving a few more small kisses on Hugo's face, he finally got out of the bed and marched into the bathroom awkwardly. Why wasn't it going down...!

[crowned-by-thorns]

"You know I will! Now go and wash away your shame my dear puppy~"

The way Lycaon's tail stopped briefly only to start wagging again with even more vigor was terribly amusing.

He gasped at the mention of not using mut, that's more like a pet name now rather than an insult.

Fine he'll just have to use hellhound instead. It's only fair if his boyfriend calls him a little fiend.

"Fine, i'll agree because you have been a very good boy and defied authority for my sake."

As soon as the thiren is out of the room he goes straight for the wardrobe and searches for a suitable shirt to wear.

[wolfishly-charming]

This was incredibly stupid for someone who prides himself on being really hard to catch. It was supposed to be a quick mission yet his condition got the best of him. Too many hectic days lately, he forgot to snack between jobs and he fainted like a damn idiot in the middle of a lab he was supposed to steal data from.

Before he fully collapsed he managed to press on the beacon coin and send a distress signal out. Little did he know his sister was accompanied by his former business partner (& current boyfriend) when it was sent out. He honestly hopes Vivian won't have to get in danger because of him, it's not worth the trouble.

When he wakes up he's tied to a chair in a very familiar position, but just a different place. The way he feels is familiar too which makes him curse under his breath.

Out in the corner he also spots a familiar presence.

"Well, well, well looks like we meet again other me. I thought you were already well adjusted enough to not have to see me anymore, yet here you are. Making trouble for people who care about you again aren't you hmmm?"

Lycaon was just on his way back from the Video Store, where he was helping the proxies with some errands. He didn't expect that Miss Vivian would also be there, but at the same time he wasn't very surprised, knowing of the girl's infatuation with Lord Phaeton. The atmosphere between them was still a bit awkward, but at least she didn't seem opposed to the relationship he had with her brother...

Before he even managed to make any small talk, though, something unexpected happened. Miss Vivian suddenly took out a small device, which looked like an elegant brooch with a purple gem. It was vibrating softly and that couldn't have been good, judging by the sheer horror on her face. Upon opening the brooch, they saw some coordinates on a small screen inside.

As she explained, it was a distress signal, and Hugo never sent those. Usually he would push through hell and still wouldn't ask for help, meaning this time it must have been dire. Lycaon tried to keep his calm, not to make the young lady even more paniced than she already was... but deep inside his instincts told him to run as fast as he could to save his partner.

That wouldn't do, though, they needed a plan. So first, they checked the coordinates with a map. "Shit," the wolf muttered under his breath, a clear signal he was losing his cool. "Ah, pardon me," he apologized quickly, putting his mask of elegance back on, "it is just that... I know of this place. It is a government research facility, that is currently under the Mayor's investigation. There is a strong suspicion of illegal experiments being done on people." The thiren bit his lip, looking both worried and angry. If they dare touch his Hugo... he will rip their throats out and hang them at the gates... no, no, no, this wasn't a good time to go wild. This was a delicate situation. He needed to go to Mr Mayflower, get the floor plans for the facility, then get clearance to infiltrate it and get to his boyfriend asap. If he just tried to break in without any preparation, he could make it worse.

"Miss Vivian, please, leave this matter to me. I will save him no matter what," he promised with determination. "It would be best, if you and Robin could stay on the outside and monitor the situation in case something goes wrong." He knew that if anything happened to his little sister, Hugo would personally pluck every little bit of fur from his tail. This was a dangerous situation and it's better if he deals with it himself. Now, to the Mayor...

[crowned-by-thorns]

While the initial reaction was quite fun to witness the damn wolf brought up the big guns aka the wet dog look.

"Stop it! I'm not going to fall for your adorable manipulation tactics this time just because you're embarrassed about having a wet dream." Despite the protests his ears were twitching as he looked away trying not to fall into the very obvious trap his boyfriend laid out to him.

"You either let me do something about that morning wood of yours or you wear a dress as punishment for tempting me before I get the ok from the medical analysis. Hmph bet that if i didn't wake you up you might have even came in your sleep."

He's being a bit dramatic just for the sake of it. In reality he's very grateful for his boyfriend and only a bit sad he can't show the man just how much he appreciates him. Really it's not about being horny but rather wanting his lover as close as possible. Newly reawakened feelings are making him feel more intensely.

[wolfishly-charming]

Ah. He was this close to succeeding with the wet puppy look. But his boyfriend was stronger than he hoped. Fine.

Technically, he could let Hugo do something about his boner. A little hand job wouldn't overexert him for sure... the problem was, that the wolf knew that if they started, they wouldn't be able to stop themselves from doing more. He couldn't risk that. He needed to be the responsible one here and hold his ground.

"Alright. I will wear the dress, if that is what you want," he agreed easily. He wasn't really sure what the big deal was. Dresses like miss Rina's seemed to be quite comfortable to walk in anyway. Sure, he could have continued to plead his case, since it really wasn't his fault what he dreamed of, but he didn't want the little bat to work himself up for no reason. Besides, he really felt like pampering and spoiling his prince today, so he was ready to agree to more than just that.

"I will be your maid and do what you ask of me," he murmured, leaning his face closer in to his partner's, "so please, don't be mad at me anymore?" He placed a few soft kisses on Hugo's cheek. He was almost sure that the little fiend wasn't actually mad at him at all, but it couldn't hurt to show some remorse, now could it? He poked Hugo's cheek with his snout. "I will be your obedient puppy for the day, master," he whispered, quite seductively.

Once his boyfriend finally looked at him again, he placed a sweet kiss on his lips and then lifted himself up, ready to get out of bed. "I will wash myself up first," he announced, omitting the part, where he will have to deal with his unruly cock in the bathroom, to make it go down, "then I can put on that maid apron and make you breakfast. How does that sound?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

"I'm not actually mad at you, if anything I'm mad we can't do activities that imply us being very close to each other. I'm feeling quite clingy you know?" He mumbles and pouts a little bit.

Ah, his little plea didn't work either but hey, the wolf will wear a maid dress which will be delightful to see.

"The first order is to speak less to me as you speak with a client, don't call me master ugh I don't like the sound of that. Call me a pet name or something, it will feel more personal to us and less like you're playing another role."

After that he didn't let Lycaon escape towards a cold shower just yet, he caught his hand and gave him a few more kisses.

"Don't take too long ok? I'll get lonely~"

[wolfishly-charming]

"As you wish, my little bat," he quickly corrected himself. Hmm, no, this one didn't quite fit in this situation. "My sweet prince...?" he tried. This was a little better, but he wasn't sure if Hugo liked it. Did it sound too official? He cocked his head and looked at the blonde as if he was waiting for an opinion.

"I won't take long," he promised, gladly staying a bit longer for the kisses. He was happy that his partner felt so clingy. It was honestly very cute. And he wasn't being called a stupid mutt, which was a nice improvement. "...I want to be called a pet name, too," he demanded suddenly, his tail wagging like stupid.

So what if they can't have sex for a little while? There were other forms of intimacy still available to them, such as cuddling and kissing and having sweet little talks. With occasional bickering, as they liked best, of course. He could also make his boyfriend something nice for breakfast and maybe even spoon feed him, if he is allowed. The day ahead of them sounded so nice, that for a bit he's completely forgotten about the bracelet on his wrist and about his suspension from work.

He kissed Hugo a few more times, then made another attempt at going to the bathroom.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Hmmm? I don't know if I fully vibe with being called a prince. Use it a little bit more and I see how i feel about it," he explains to the wolf.

"Oh? I'll time you~ I'm curious about how much it will take for you to finish yourself off at the thought of me in the shower." He doesn't mention he already knows the thiren's shower routine. After all that's what allowed him to steal some of his shirts so discretely. Speaking about Lycaon's shirts perhaps he should change into one.

"Isn't dear puppy enough? Perhaps I should call you beloved moonlight again?"

The day will surely pass quickly enough and he's sure the results will be in his favor. He already feels much better than before being kidnapped. Allowing himself this domestic bliss also puts him into a great mood. That and the knowledge that the wolf betrayed his orders for him, gosh he didn't think it was possible anymore.

[wolfishly-charming]

This was incredibly stupid for someone who prides himself on being really hard to catch. It was supposed to be a quick mission yet his condition got the best of him. Too many hectic days lately, he forgot to snack between jobs and he fainted like a damn idiot in the middle of a lab he was supposed to steal data from.

Before he fully collapsed he managed to press on the beacon coin and send a distress signal out. Little did he know his sister was accompanied by his former business partner (& current boyfriend) when it was sent out. He honestly hopes Vivian won't have to get in danger because of him, it's not worth the trouble.

When he wakes up he's tied to a chair in a very familiar position, but just a different place. The way he feels is familiar too which makes him curse under his breath.

Out in the corner he also spots a familiar presence.

"Well, well, well looks like we meet again other me. I thought you were already well adjusted enough to not have to see me anymore, yet here you are. Making trouble for people who care about you again aren't you hmmm?"

Lycaon was just on his way back from the Video Store, where he was helping the proxies with some errands. He didn't expect that Miss Vivian would also be there, but at the same time he wasn't very surprised, knowing of the girl's infatuation with Lord Phaeton. The atmosphere between them was still a bit awkward, but at least she didn't seem opposed to the relationship he had with her brother...

Before he even managed to make any small talk, though, something unexpected happened. Miss Vivian suddenly took out a small device, which looked like an elegant brooch with a purple gem. It was vibrating softly and that couldn't have been good, judging by the sheer horror on her face. Upon opening the brooch, they saw some coordinates on a small screen inside.

As she explained, it was a distress signal, and Hugo never sent those. Usually he would push through hell and still wouldn't ask for help, meaning this time it must have been dire. Lycaon tried to keep his calm, not to make the young lady even more paniced than she already was... but deep inside his instincts told him to run as fast as he could to save his partner.

That wouldn't do, though, they needed a plan. So first, they checked the coordinates with a map. "Shit," the wolf muttered under his breath, a clear signal he was losing his cool. "Ah, pardon me," he apologized quickly, putting his mask of elegance back on, "it is just that... I know of this place. It is a government research facility, that is currently under the Mayor's investigation. There is a strong suspicion of illegal experiments being done on people." The thiren bit his lip, looking both worried and angry. If they dare touch his Hugo... he will rip their throats out and hang them at the gates... no, no, no, this wasn't a good time to go wild. This was a delicate situation. He needed to go to Mr Mayflower, get the floor plans for the facility, then get clearance to infiltrate it and get to his boyfriend asap. If he just tried to break in without any preparation, he could make it worse.

"Miss Vivian, please, leave this matter to me. I will save him no matter what," he promised with determination. "It would be best, if you and Robin could stay on the outside and monitor the situation in case something goes wrong." He knew that if anything happened to his little sister, Hugo would personally pluck every little bit of fur from his tail. This was a dangerous situation and it's better if he deals with it himself. Now, to the Mayor...

[crowned-by-thorns]

While the initial reaction was quite fun to witness the damn wolf brought up the big guns aka the wet dog look.

"Stop it! I'm not going to fall for your adorable manipulation tactics this time just because you're embarrassed about having a wet dream." Despite the protests his ears were twitching as he looked away trying not to fall into the very obvious trap his boyfriend laid out to him.

"You either let me do something about that morning wood of yours or you wear a dress as punishment for tempting me before I get the ok from the medical analysis. Hmph bet that if i didn't wake you up you might have even came in your sleep."

He's being a bit dramatic just for the sake of it. In reality he's very grateful for his boyfriend and only a bit sad he can't show the man just how much he appreciates him. Really it's not about being horny but rather wanting his lover as close as possible. Newly reawakened feelings are making him feel more intensely.

[wolfishly-charming]

Ah. He was this close to succeeding with the wet puppy look. But his boyfriend was stronger than he hoped. Fine.

Technically, he could let Hugo do something about his boner. A little hand job wouldn't overexert him for sure... the problem was, that the wolf knew that if they started, they wouldn't be able to stop themselves from doing more. He couldn't risk that. He needed to be the responsible one here and hold his ground.

"Alright. I will wear the dress, if that is what you want," he agreed easily. He wasn't really sure what the big deal was. Dresses like miss Rina's seemed to be quite comfortable to walk in anyway. Sure, he could have continued to plead his case, since it really wasn't his fault what he dreamed of, but he didn't want the little bat to work himself up for no reason. Besides, he really felt like pampering and spoiling his prince today, so he was ready to agree to more than just that.

"I will be your maid and do what you ask of me," he murmured, leaning his face closer in to his partner's, "so please, don't be mad at me anymore?" He placed a few soft kisses on Hugo's cheek. He was almost sure that the little fiend wasn't actually mad at him at all, but it couldn't hurt to show some remorse, now could it? He poked Hugo's cheek with his snout. "I will be your obedient puppy for the day, master," he whispered, quite seductively.

Once his boyfriend finally looked at him again, he placed a sweet kiss on his lips and then lifted himself up, ready to get out of bed. "I will wash myself up first," he announced, omitting the part, where he will have to deal with his unruly cock in the bathroom, to make it go down, "then I can put on that maid apron and make you breakfast. How does that sound?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

"I'm not actually mad at you, if anything I'm mad we can't do activities that imply us being very close to each other. I'm feeling quite clingy you know?" He mumbles and pouts a little bit.

Ah, his little plea didn't work either but hey, the wolf will wear a maid dress which will be delightful to see.

"The first order is to speak less to me as you speak with a client, don't call me master ugh I don't like the sound of that. Call me a pet name or something, it will feel more personal to us and less like you're playing another role."

After that he didn't let Lycaon escape towards a cold shower just yet, he caught his hand and gave him a few more kisses.

"Don't take too long ok? I'll get lonely~"