You knocked on the door into Hugo’s office twice before letting yourself in.
“Hey, Boss, you wanted me to-”
You paused as you looked up from the pile of documents you held in your hands, the crisp white sheets crinkling in your grasp as you cast your gaze across the room. Your boss, Hugo, was sitting at his desk, one leg draped over the over and arms crossed, chin tucked close to his chest as a soft snore fell from his parted lips. He was asleep.
A soft sigh breezed past your lips as you gently shut the door behind you with a soft click. Your footsteps were cautious as you quietly approached, not wishing to disturb Hugo from his slumber. You placed the documents in your hands onto the desk, freeing yourself from the burden of their weight as you silently slipped around the desk. Hugo continued to sleep soundly, a pointed ear occasionally flicking back as deep breaths stirred in his chest. A soft smile tilted your lips as you leaned back against the desk, the wooden edge digging into the back of your thick thighs as you simply watched your boss dozing.
You shook your head fondly. Hugo had the habit of dozing off in his office when there was no work to be done. If Yakra found him like this, she would definitely be complaining about him “slacking off” again. You thought he deserved his rest. He worked hard, extra hard to make sure all the bills were paid and that the lights in the office were kept on. You reckon he was allowed to have his moments of quiet too. As you continued to stare at the dozing Azure, an idea slowly started to form in your head. It made your fingers twitch as you stared at him. You chewed on your lips in thought, catching the flaking skin between the pinch of your teeth as you turned your thoughts over. He looked so relaxed and at peace that you couldn’t help yourself. Surely he wouldn’t mind it. You just couldn’t resist that handsome, sleeping face.
Digging up a hint of boldness from the pit of your gut you moved closer, sliding along the edge of the desk until his knee was pressed into the pudgy skin of your plush thigh. You moved slowly, your eyes tracing over the dark purple hue of his fur to his closed eyes. He had yet to stir as you watched the tip of his pointy ear flick back for a few seconds. His breaths were even and deep and you could feel the warm air puff against your skin as you moved ever so closer. You reached out, tracing your fingertips over the deep scar scratched over his muzzle. His black nose twitched as your touch ghosted over his fur yet still he did not wake. There was a dash of nervousness that prickled along the notches of your spine, goosebumps erupting over your arms as you hesitated for a brief moment.
You pushed the doubt down as you placed your hands on the arm of the chair, pushing yourself up onto the tips of your toes so you would be able to reach. Hugo was tall, even while sitting so you had to strain just a little bit to properly reach his face. You pressed your lips into the soft fur of his muzzle, soft wisps tickling your nose as you inhaled. He smelled like the warmth of the sun and it made the tip of your tongue tingle when you swallowed. You indulged yourself with one more, quick kiss.
“Sweet dreams, Hugo” you mumbled into his fur.
You slowly pulled away, your stomach giddy and nerves buzzing with excitement from the elation pumping through your veins from the small, intimate act. A little secret that you could keep to yourself. As you pulled back, your eyes flickered up his face, only for you to suddenly freeze in place when two purple eyes were staring back at you. Your shoulders jumped up to your ears when you realised he was wide awake and his sharp gaze was focused on you. Your throat bobbed as you swallowed thickly.
“Ah…Hugo” you said with a timid squeak.
Your voice grated against your ears and you hated the sound. You felt like you were a little kid who had just been caught with their hand in the cookie jar, stunned into silence from your covetous act. The tension between your shoulder blades continued to wind tight as the Azure’s gaze narrowed ever so slightly, his lips pulling back to reveal a row of razor sharp teeth as he spoke with a soft growl.
“What are you doing?” Hugo asked.
His ears flickered back when all you could offer him was dead silence. Your mouth was ajar, tongue feeling like lead as you tried to move it and force words from the depths of your throat. Your brain started turning too fast, oscillating like an overheated machine as you scrambled for some sort of explanation. Was there an appropriate explanation for what you had just done? Could you explain to him with a straight face that he just looked so relaxed and handsome while he dozed that you just couldn’t help yourself? Was there any way out for you?
A mixture of shame and embarrassment spiked in the pit of your stomach. It caused you to wring your fingers together, your eyes darting around the room and long lashes fluttering over the round swell of your chubby cheeks as heat consumed your face. You could feel that burn creep down your neck as you stumbled over your words, trying desperately to keep the stutter out of your voice and maintain your composure. You were obviously failing and the stern look in Hugo’s eyes every time your gaze flickered back to him was not helping your poor heart.
“I…uh…it was uh-um…”
A deep noise stirred in the back of Hugo’s throat, signalling you had his attention as the clawed tips of his fingers tapped impatiently along the bulging muscles of his biceps. You timidly wet your dry lips with the quick swish of your tongue as you audibly gulped.
“It was nothing. Bye.”
The words blew out from your mouth in such a rush even you almost didn’t catch the garbled noise that escaped your throat. You spun on your heel and attempted to make a swift exit, the embarrassment pushing you to flee like a startled rabbit. You think you made it about two steps before you felt Hugo snag the collar of your uniform and force you to halt in your tracks. You wriggle in his hold, every hair on the nape of your neck standing on end as you are slowly dragged back towards the Azure with so little effort it was like your weight was but a mere suggestion to his superior strength.
“Get back here” Hugo grumbled under his breath.
When you were close enough, he snagged his other arm around your plump waist and continued to drag you until you were sitting in his lap, your plump thighs thrown over his strong legs as you tried to keep your balance. Struggling was a futile attempt and all you could do was sit there, your cheeks burning with the rage of a thousand suns as Hugo stared at you. His large hand dug into your plump hip, the material of your clothes catching in his sharpened claws as you refused to meet his gaze. A soft huff fell from his mouth.
“If you’re going to kiss me, I’d much rather be awake for it” he mentioned.
Ah, so he did know what you had been up to. You briefly wondered just when he had woken up. Before or after the first kiss to his muzzle? You slowly nodded your head, peeking up at him beneath your heavy lashes as you chewed on the insides of your cheeks. You were relieved he wasn’t mad with you, but you still felt a little sheepish for having been caught. You awkwardly cleared your throat as you gave him a timid smile.
“S-Sorry” you mumbled. “I’ll keep that in mind next time.”
Hugo shifted in the chair, causing it to creak in protest. “Good” he hummed.
His ears pricked forward, his mouth twitching up at the corners as his nose crinkled softly. It was his way of showing a smile. The tension in you eased a little, though your heart still felt like it was racing a mile a minute, slamming into your ribs with enough force to crack your bones. Hugo leaned forward, pressing his nose into the plush skin of your cheek as his hand squeezed your hip.
“Do it again” he mumbled.
It wasn’t a demanding request. More of an open invitation for you to decline, if you wanted to. It made your stomach erupt with butterflies and your nerves were tickled with giddy excitement again. You found yourself nodding along as you raised your hands to face, brushing along his scars once more as you pressed a kiss to his nose. The deep purr that stirred in his chest reverberated in your bones and made your entire body vibrate from the sound alone. You think you preferred it this way too.
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Hello xD yes I'm old as Fuck with 30 because i feel like 100 most of the time. So like i said in my reblog: you only as old as you feel. But i say to everyone that they are younger than me even though they technically older than me. xD so no, you are totally fine. :3
not every mutual fits neatly into an archetypal medievalism but there are some mutuals that im like yeah addressing you as “my liege” would come strangely naturally
not every mutual fits neatly into an archetypal medievalism but there are some mutuals that im like yeah addressing you as “my liege” would come strangely naturally