The Most Trusted Of Attendants

Leader of Victoria Housekeeping Co. Your personal attendant Lycaon, at your service. Thank you for requesting me. | He/Him | RP/Fan blog | not associated with Hoyoverse

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Thank you for choosing Victoria Housekeeping.

This is an rp blog dedicated to Von Lycaon from Zenless Zone Zero.

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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...

[wolfishly-charming]

"Pick up lines? But I am just acting natural," the wolf informed, his smile widening upon seeing the blush and the twitch of Hugo's pointy ears. He wanted to put them in his mouth. Cute, cute, pointy ears...

Well, it wasn't his fault that the cheesiness came to him so naturally, now was it? Didn't the little bat like him because he was like that, anyway? And that smile he received right now truly was the best reward he could have asked for.

"I should be the one thanking you... for giving me another chance..." he whispered shyly. Taking his partner into a hug, he continued whispering, in a soft and warm tone. "I love you so much... I couldn't be happier than when I'm able to hold you in my arms..."

They stayed like that for a long while. Just cuddling and being at their happiest. Lycaon's tail kept wagging and he was at peace. It was a nice feeling that Hugo now believed all that he's been saying, because he was being sincere from the start.

He leaned in for a little kiss. "I love you, my sweet prince. My little bat. I love you, my moon. I love you," he kept repeating between the kisses.

And at that moment, he has learned, that apparently Bangboo can clear their throats.

Surprised by the sudden electronic noise, he almost jumped, then looked around, confused.

Right beside the bed, there stood a nurseboo, looking rather annoyed. It eh-na-wata-ed for a bit about how busy a job at the hospital is, and how it didn't have the whole day here to wait until they were done. There were other patients waiting to have their blood sample taken, too.

Not even waiting for them to stop cuddling, the nurse proceeded to climb the bed, to access Hugo's arm.

[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]

Lycaon's tail started wagging again. Being the provider for his little bat, be it blood, or food, or anything else he might want, was basically his life goals. Thankfully he didn't think about it too hard and didn't imagine it in too much detail, so the hotness of such situation went over his head. He was much more focused on the part, where they get to be together forever.

Realistically, they would probably royally piss each other off and get a divorce every couple of centuries, but he somehow knew they would always get back together.

"I do not need any rewards for that, I will be happy to provide it free of charge. Your smile is reward enough for me," he declared in his usual, cheesy way. He spread some jam on the last pancake, rolled it up, then tore it in half for them to share. After returning some kisses, he gave one half of the pancake to his boyfriend. "Of course that doesn't mean I won't appreciate your special 'reward.' I am very much looking forward to it," he added in a whisper, then ate his half. He was trying very hard not to think about the kinds of rewards he might receive later on. Otherwise Lycaon Jr might get excited again.

[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."

[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?"

[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.

[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.

[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.

[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...

[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."

[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.

[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...

[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?"

[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...!

[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.

[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?"

[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]

"Hahaha very funny other me. I never pretended to be well adjusted," he comments back at the illusion.

"Oh, yes, right you did have some mental breakdowns in front of the mutt didn't you. How pathetic of you, he buys you roses, takes you on a few dates and boom you're back to being his little desperate slut. I've thought we were better than this."

"Shut it! You know it's not that simple and he proved himself again and again even if I didn't expect him to. You're just trying to make me doubt all of this!"

His doppelganger scoffs "But dear other me can't you see it? I'm trying to protect you from getting your fragile little heart broken again. He doesn't care about you in the same way i do."

He rolls his eyes "And manipulating the narrative is the best way to go about it? Really?"

[wolfishly-charming]

The meeting with the Mayor was not going to Lycaon's liking at all. He stressed how important it was to him to save his partner, yet he was soon put back in his place.

The investigation was ongoing and they were planning to rescue the people held there 'soon' as Mr Mayflower put it. There were agents already on the inside and they needed some more time to secure the evidence before a rescue mission could be carried out.

If they rush in right now, he said, the culprits will most likely react by destroying the evidence first. It was crucial to make it as delicate as possible, he said. He believed Lycaon could understand, as he took part in many similiar missions before.

Like hell he could.

His treasured Hugo was back in his life again and some evil scientist could start doing experiments on him any minute now. The last time the damage he took from the drug was pretty bad already, what if this time the consequences are irreversible? He couldn't stand the thought of his boyfriend suffering any more. But most importantly... Hugo finally started putting his trust in the wolf again. He couldn't betray it, no matter what. He promised Miss Vivian, too.

After some more arguing, he saw that the conversation wasn't going anywhere. If anything, he was about to be sent off somewhere else instead, so he's changed his tactics swiftly. For now, he agreed to step back and wait, just to be let in on this mission at all. If he could just get close enough, then he could act...

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Are you the one to talk dear? Isn't it part of your job to manipulate narratives? I'm just doing what we know best," the doppelganger explains nonchalantly.

"You know it's different. Those guys in power have already manipulated countless stories, we're uncovering hidden truths and even if it means to lie and wear a mask."

" And haven't you thought that I'm trying to do the same?"

"Are you now? Or are you just speaking from all my trauma manifested through you? You know life isn't just about that."

"That's everything we ever knew for the longest time," he demon retorts grabbing his other self by the chin. "Perhaps I need to show you in some other way I do care about you too. Maybe I need to treat you like that mutt does..."

[wolfishly-charming]

The success of the negotiations was only partial. At least he was allowed to join in on the investigation under the pretence of overseeing things closely and being able to take care of his partner as soon as there was clearance to come in. Unfortunately, as the Mayor clearly didn't trust him to restrain himself when he was on his own, now all of Victoria Housekeeping was being sent on the site together.

This was an obstacle, but a minor one. As Miss Rina, Ellen and Corin joined him and all of them now travelled towards the facility, Lycaon stayed silent and mulled over his plan.

He was about to disobey the direct orders from his superior. There was no doubt about it. Unless the agents deployed there gather their evidence by the time he arrives and give him clearance immediately, he's just going to get in against the orders. There will definitely be consequences, though, and he absolutely couldn't let any of his colleagues suffer them alongside him. This was his decision, and he needed to bear this cross alone. They did not deserve to be punished as well.

Thankfully, the thiren was the leader of this group. If he plays it right, he should be able to sent them off to different tasks and then slip away on his own, without their knowledge and therefore not making any of them accomplices...

The atmosphere was heavy, and everyone could tell just how much Lycaon was worried about the well-being of his loved one.

Just a little longer... please, Hugo, stay safe...

[crowned-by-thorns]

He was about to ask what the other him meant by that when the prick opened his mouth and shoved his tongue in.

He didn't know how to feel about it. On one hand it felt weird to be kissed by someone who isn't his boyfriend, but on the other hand he got to experience somewhat what the thiren felt when kissing him.

His doppelganger also moved in a way that felt sincere. How does he know? Besides the rough start he gave him this type of kiss he gives the wolf when he wants attention and wants to act cute.

How fucked up, isn't it? This other self truly wants to protect him but goes about it in the worst ways possible.

Should he perhaps give in to his doppelganger's whims if it helps avoiding another fight? It's worth a shot as long as it's just physical touch.

[wolfishly-charming]

They soon arrived at the facility. Stopping at a nearby hill, they got a good look at the entire research center. It was quite a huge building, so rushing in blindly would have indeed been a terrible idea. Now he had the blueprint in his hands, and he adjusted the wavelength of the communicator in his ear, to get in touch with the agents on the inside.

Of course, they weren't done with their investigation yet. They needed about half an hour or even more... what bullshit. If Hugo was drugged the second time, chances are that if he doesn't get an antidote and medical attention sooner than that, his body might be unable to take it. Not to mention the mental strain the hallucinations might take on him...

(Little did he know that the hallucinations were currently busy shoving their tongue into his boyfriend's mouth)

From what he managed to get out of the agents, there were four different rooms where the captured subjects were placed. He didn't know which one his partner was in, but at least he had it narrowed down now and didn't need to search the entire building.

He suddenly felt gentle tugging on his vest, which surprised him and broke his focus for a moment. He looked away from the blueprint and saw a pair of purplish pink eyes looking up at him. H-h-he will be okay, Corin told him shyly, with her typical stutter. Mr. Lycaon, he will be okay.

It tugged on his heartstrings, as he looked at the faces of his colleagues. Miss Rina nodded and also reassured him that things will be okay, while Ellen, looking to the side, mumbled that the blonde prick is tougher than he looks, and will most likely outlive them all. The thiren smiled softly and thanked them for their consolations.

That's it, he's gotta do his best to avoid any consequences reaching those people after what he was about to do. They cared about him and so did he. The punishment will be his alone to bear.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Alright, you're getting your point across but for the love of god please stop insulting the people I care about," he replies after his other self finally lets him catch his breath.

"So you're finally admitting to yourself you care about him? How adorable~ It would be a damn shame if he were to break your heart again"

"Yes I do care about him. A lot actually, how could I not when he was my first everything? Sure, that night happened, but you have to take in consideration our mentor was the closest thing he had to a father figure and it's easy to be influenced wrongly when it's about family. Vivian not being enthusiastic about how i tried to protect her in the past being a prime example. It's clear from Lycaon's actions that he truly feels remorse for how he acted in his youth. The only thing I'm unsure of right now is how much he values mayflower's orders."

His doppelganger which is now cuddling in his lap laughs then starts playing with his hair " Let's hope you're right or else i'm taking reign and I'll make him pay for hurting us a second time."

[wolfishly-charming]

Lycaon managed to dispatch the girls to scout the different entrances to the building in the South and West, while he took care of checking the Northern one all by himself. He had a feeling they knew exactly what he was doing, but noone commented or asked questions. They went away and left him to his own devices.

The Northern entrance had the least security measures put in place. According to their intelligence, the security camera placed there actually tended to get stuck sometimes on its own, and the guard there was especially lazy, taking ample breaks. It was a perfect place for the thiren to sneak in.

'There are some issues, we need more time,' was the last message he accepted through the ear piece. Of course they do. He never believed in the half an hour in the first place... Lycaon disconnected himself from the intercom, making it look like he was having some technical difficulties with it. In reality, he just needed to make sure nobody will expect him to answer once he gets inside. He needed to be fast, silent, and completely focused on his goal.

He waited for the camera to be at the right angle, then threw a small grappling clip towards it with precision. That should keep it in place for a bit, then fall off, making it look natural, like the camera got stuck on its own again. That gave him a window long enough to sneak to the door and open it with one of the pass cards he 'borrowed' from the Mayor's office.

Of course Mr. Mayflower didn't want to give him one, to not get any ideas. The agents on the inside would disable the locks once they are done with the investigation, he said. Well. Letting a former Mockingbird thief into the same room as the card in the first place, was his mistake.

Upon slipping past the door, he carefully proceeded further inside, avoiding the security guards, the reasearch personnel, and the cameras. It all slowed him down, but he needed to at least advance far enough to be able to discern which room his partner was kept at, before he could risk triggering any alarms...

His ears twitched. Speaking of... from the research lab he was approaching, he could now hear someone mumbling about how lucky they were that a perfect research subject stumbled into the lab on its own... someone who has been severly drugged before with that mind-controlling serum the Exaltists came up with... oh, how many theories they could test now, to see how the possible remnants of that drug could react with the new one they have been developing... would it intensify the effects? Or maybe trigger some new, more interesting ones...

Lycaon's blood was boiling.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Listen I still have a little bit of doubt in me, but I'm also not ignorant. The man has been really trying these past few months. And I'm not without blame either, dangling the possibility of a long term future together in front of him so many times just to test his resolved and ending up hurting him."

"Shut up you didn't hurt him on purpose. If anything that hurt proves he knows how badly he fucked up in the past."

"While that's also true, you know I don't like to be cruel with people I care about"

"Then what about yourself? Why are you still being cruel to us?"

That makes the thief pause a bit, his other self is right about that.

"It's not on purpose... It's just the many bad things I have internalized and have yet to unlearn."

"So it finally clicks. Perhaps I should give you a more hands on lesson."

"I'm not in the mood for fighting."

"Who said anything about fighting? That's not what I want to do right now," his doppelganger remarks as one of his hands snaps making the environment around them change.

"No, my dear, when I said I'll try the same tactics as your precious wolf I didn't mean I'll just kiss you. I'm giving you the whole package~ "

[wolfishly-charming]

Dammit, he's not going to stand by and listen to this. Fuck everything.

The thiren snapped, hearing the researcher talk about doing experiments on his precious boyfriend like he was some kind of measily lab rat. He stormed into the room, pounced towards the man and with a twist of his body mid-air, delivered a mighty spin kick, which sent the guy flying through the room.

The confused researcher slammed against the opposite wall of the lab with a loud thud, but before he could even say anything, Lycaon already got to him, grabbed him by the throat, and lifted him up. "This is what you get for messing with my boyfriend," he snarled, baring his sharp fangs. "If I find that anything serious happened to him, I will hunt you down for sport," he barked, all worked up, "even the prison you will be rotting in, won't save you."

The man squirmed and groaned, but couldn't do anything against the wolf's strong grasp. Lycaon tightened his grip, watching the guy suffocate for a bit, then thrown him on the floor, slamming his head against the tiles in a way that was sure to knock his lights out without killing him.

His breathing was heavy as the fury boiled in him. He wanted to smash the researcher's head with his heel until it was nothing but a bloody mess...

He snapped out of it, now realizing that red lights were flashing all around him and the sound of an alarm blared from somewhere deeper in the building. There is no time left to lose, he thought to himself and ran towards the opposite door from where he entered, leaving the researcher spread on the floor. This should be one of the rooms where the hostages were held... judging by what that filthy scum was mumbling, chances were it was the exact one where he would find Hugo.

Yes. There was no mistake, even through the odor of chemicals in the lab, he could still smell a whiff of that familiar, reassuring scent, coming from behind the door.

He quickly swiped the pass card against the reader by the door frame. Nothing. FUCK. They must have either already blocked the locks because of the alarm, or this particular door required a higher-level clearance than the card he had... there was no time to figure that out.

He turned on the engines in his prosthetic legs. No doors could stop him from saving his partner.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"That's a lot of words for saying you want to be loved," he remarks. With those words he also gets to witness an expression on his doppelganger's face the wolf usually teases him about.

So that's how he looks when he blushes and his ears twitch huh? Fascinating.

"I'm not the part of you who speaks directly cut me some slack," his other self cuts back. Despite his tone he grinds against his normal self's lap.

"I don't think any version of myself knows how to ask for stuff directly when it concerns his own person." He sighs briefly "You're doing this both as a metaphor and because you're curious how this vulnerability feels don't you? Worry not, you'll find that even like this we're not powerless"

His other self doesn't reply vocally, but instead kisses him desperately as his hands shuffle to undress both.

This is certainly a choice of where his own mind decided to take him, but if somehow this makes him feel healed up on certain aspects why not go through with it? There are people out there dealing with some of their wounds in weirder words than this

[wolfishly-charming]

He was just about to smash the door down, when he heard footsteps and shouts coming from the corridor.

Oh, for fuck's sake. Weren't the guards supposed to be further down at the moment? Sure, it wasn't originally his plan to blow his cover so soon and set off the alarms, but still. He wasn't expecting them to get here this fast...

It was a mess. He wasn't normally this careless. But it didn't matter now, he will get as many men down as he has to, in order to get his boyfriend to safety as soon as possible.

Two guards and a researcher rushed in, shouting at him as the intruder.

Seriously, why did they have to be this loud, the alarm siren was already driving him insane... he dodged the bullet shot at him by the first man, then easily blocked a punch from the other, who managed to get close to him meanwhile. Taking them down was a peace of cake for the attendant, but what worried him most was that the researcher took opportunity of them being distracted by the fight and started frantically going through the papers left behind by that scumbag, whom he slammed against the floor earlier.

After the first guy was dealt with, the wolf delivered a few precise kicks to the guy with the gun, first disarming him, then knocking him out. That was when he heard Hugo's muffled moan coming from behind the door. His partner was in pain and he was losing time fighting these pathetic loosers... just as the researcher was about to set the papers on fire with a lighter, Lycaon jumped, bounced off the wall and kicked him down, pinning him to the floor. "Oh no, you don't," the thiren muttered, royally pissed off. The man lost his consciousness quickly, the lighter slid away across the floor, and the wolf tucked the documents away in his vest.

And this time he's smashing through those door alright.

[crowned-by-thorns]

It's a blur how fast everything happens. One moment him and his doppelganger were just kissing and now his other self is already sinking on his length.

Good lord is this how he looks when riding the wolf? What an interesting visage. No wonder it's so easy getting his boyfriend to fulfill his whims.

" You've accepted this faster than I thought you would you little freak"

" Need I remind you that you're also part of this freak? Plus this is fair more pleasant than our weapon clashing again."

" It was always a curiosity of mine. Ah- It makes me happy too, to receive your attention uninterrupted like this"

He grunts and flips their positions. Time to end this dream.

And so he starts murmuring praises as he speeds up his pace to a punishing degree. The action elates his other self, that starts to laugh between moans. Finally he feels wanted by the rest of himself.

When the climax happens the thief hears one last thank you and then he wakes up.

He's tied up again, back in the experiment room.

Did he truly wake up or is this another dream?

His questions are answered by the alarms blasting off. Besides that there seems to be an altercation outside of the door.

This might actually be reality. Perhaps he got really lucky and wasn't inflicted with a high dosage. That or who knows how much time passed with that dream of his.

Some things remained similar to his first experience. A few of those things being noise and light sensitivity and sporting a grand headache.

He hopes whatever is happening outside calms down soon. He's not even sure the other people are here to rescue him or not.

What happens instead is that the door flies off it's hinges which in turn make Hugo try to look up to assess his situation.

He notices a blur of white fur with the corner of his eye.

Is that his partner?

[wolfishly-charming]

He smashed the door down with all of his might.

And there he was, his little bat. The moon of his life. All tied up, even paler than usual, large beads of sweat on his face, eyes puffed up, looking all miserable. Thank goodness he seemed to be awake at least.

The wolf's first instinct was to do the same thing as last time. He rushed over to Hugo's side and shielded him from the rest of the world with his large body.

"Hugo...! Thank goodness, are you alright?" he was trying to sound calm, but his voice trembled a little. He was worried sick and it all wasn't even over yet. "I'm here. It will be okay," he promised in a low murmur, kissing the top of the man's head, then proceeded to delicately cut off the ties holding him.

The ropes left ugly red marks on Hugo's wrists and ankles, and it once again made the wolf's blood boil. Treating his beloved like this... but hearing the blonde's unsteady breathing, it reminded him that there were far greater worries than this now. The skin will heal, but if the drug stays in his body for too long, the damage might be irreversible.

The thiren took his partner into his arms gently and lifted him up from the chair. "I will take you to safety," he whispered.

[crowned-by-thorns]

He wasn't fully aware of his surroundings, either from whatever was injected into him or because his body needed sugar. One thing was sure however, his partner really was here. His hallucinations wouldn't sound this anxious, it's definitely the real deal.

That knowledge allowed him to feel safe enough to close his eyes back again. The way he was carried allowed him to hear the wolf's heartbeat which proved to be quite comforting with all the craziness surrounding them.

Lycaon being here meant his sister was safe too so he expresses his gratitude with a few murmurs before falling back unconscious.

They can smooth out details once he's awake and feeling somewhat normal.

Little did the thief know next time he's going to wake up it's going to be back in their home and with his partner sporting a new bracelet that looks like one of those houses arrest bands.

Huh?!?

[wolfishly-charming]

Lycaon was somewhat glad, that his partner wasn't awake for the moment when they arrived at the ambulance and the officers forcibly dragged him away for questioning.

Right now both of them were in Lycaon's room at Victoria Housekeeping. Hugo was laid comfortably in the wolf's bed, with an IV attatched to one of his hands. On his other side, the wolf was kneeling beside the bed, his torso lying on the mattress, his hand placed on top of Hugo's.

The thiren's ears shot right up when he realized that his boyfriend woke up. "Hugo... how are you feeling? Does it hurt anywhere?" he immediately started bombarding the blonde with questions, "Do you need anything...?"

The doctors said that they arrived just in time. If it was any longer, things wouldn't look very good for the thief... he received an antidote and the IV was keeping him hydrated, while also fixing his sugar levels. After he was stabilized they thankfully let him go home with his boyfriend. All that he needed now was rest... but it didn't mean that the wolf still wasn't worried.

Lycaon's large hand placed on top of Hugo's, squeezed his gently. There was indeed one of those electronic bracelets on his wrist, but he paid it no mind. "Miss Vivian is unscathed. I asked her and Robin to stay outside," he added, realizing that the blonde will probably be worried about that, knowing that it was his sister who got the distress signal.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Speak slower please..." He murmurs.

He understands the other man's worry but he just woke up and he's still a little bit dizzy. At least his head isn't hurting anymore but it's probably thanks to the IV attached to his arm.

He squeezed the wolf's hand back to reassure him he's okay.

"It takes a weight off my chest to hear she's okay. With her ability I don't trust that those pesky researchers wouldn't try to capture her too."

He pauses to look over his partner's state quickly then continues "Thank you for coming to my aid! Speaking of those researchers, what happened to them to warrant you a house arrest bracelet?"

He didn't say it out loud but he's feeling a weird pride over it. Like he was the first choice for once despite not knowing the full story.

Nonetheless he taps his palm on the bed signaling to the wolf to join him.

[wolfishly-charming]

"Ah. My apologies..." he mumbled, rather embarrassed, his ears going back down and close to his head. Of course Hugo would be dizzy after all that... it was just that he was quite agitated from waiting. "I was worried," he explained, although anyone would be able to tell that he was.

Lycaon picked his partner's hand up gently, closed his eye and kissed the top of it in the most devoted way yet. It looked as if he was kissing the ring on a king's finger, except that Hugo's hands were bare. They took all unnecessary things off of him, to let his body rest properly.

He didn't reply at first, his eye darting to the side. But he noticed the gesture, got up from the floor and slipped onto the bed next to Hugo. He was actually quite worn out himself, but the adrenaline was still keeping him wide awake.

"...Just a concussion, a few broken ribs, fractured bones... things like that..." he whispered calmly. Although it wasn't really that, which has earned him the bracelet. "I wasn't very happy with the way they treated you," he added in his own defense, in a tone which suggested, that he would do it again and that they were lucky they got out of it alive.

"Hugo, I-" he started again after a moment, sighed, then continued, "there were orders to stay back and wait for the investigation to conclude before rescuing the victims. But I couldn't wait that long." He turned his head and finally looked into his partner's eyes. "I'm glad that I didn't. I'm glad that you're okay."

[crowned-by-thorns]

He looks gently at the thiren and replies "I know my dear, you look like you lost at least a kilogram of fur from the stress,"

The gesture while sweet brings attention that a very important trinket of his is missing.

"Lycaon where are all of my rings? Tell me they didn't get stolen while I was unconscious," he asks in a bit of a panic. Truly just one of them is important and mainly for the memories it holds.

He does get reassured soon after that they're just resting in one of the drawers and he got them taken off at the hospital together with his earrings because he had a ct scan done while unconscious.

He was about to comment that such minor things would not warrant him a sentence with the mayor's clearance but he got the true answer right after.

And it made him incredibly proud and happy.

"Good! The reason i went in there was to document and send encrypted proof in order to get the other people out quicker. I also became a victim because I forget to take care of myself properly, which yes it was very careless.

But you know what? I'm happy you came to my rescue and followed your heart...You chose my safety over duty huh?...You really, really meant it when you said you want us to grow old together...Ah fuck I'm getting sentimental over it...I don't expect to be anyone's first choice and yet you risked your reputation for me..." Yes, the thief might have started sniffing a bit by the end of his sentence.

Perhaps it's not wishful thinking to believe they have a second chance at happiness together and that fills his heart with joy and love.

He gives the wolf a teary smile before smashing their lips together.

[wolfishly-charming]

Lycaon pouted, hearing the reason why Hugo got caught. Slip ups can always happen on the job, and he wasn't angry that his partner was careless. What he was actually upset about was that his boyfriend once again neglected his own health. He was about to scorn the little fiend, but then the man got emotional and he softened up immediately. The scolding can wait.

He was glad that it seemed like Hugo finally started believing his words. "I meant it... I meant every word, when I said that I won't let you go ever again," he whispered.

He returned the kiss, gently cupping his boyfriend's cheek while at it. It was just a short kiss, but incredibly sweet. The wolf finally started relaxing a bit. He didn't even realize how tense he was this whole time... "That said..." he murmured, their lips still close, "for my plan for us to be together until we are one hundred and thirteen to succeed..." he smiled, but also furrowed his eyebrow, "I need you to try to eat and sleep properly, okay?"

He didn't want to overdo it, because Hugo was still weak, but he tickled his sides just a tiny little bit as punishment and a threat. "I will keep making you lunchboxes," he stated, in a tone which accepted no objections. "No. I will make every meal for you, I will even spoon feed it to you, if there is no other way. And I will cuddle you to sleep every night," he threatened. He kissed the blonde again. And once more, to seal the deal. "So please, take better care of yourself... you don't want me to lose all fur from worrying about you and become completely bald, do you?"

As much as he was being humorus about it, it was rather clear that he meant it. He now actually teared up a little, as well. He scooted in even closer to Hugo's side, and placed his head on the man's chest gently. "I will go to hell and back for you... so do this one thing for me, and stay alive, alright...?" He closed his eye. He could hear his partner's heartbeat like this and it was reassuring. "I love you so much, Hugo."

[crowned-by-thorns]

"It's just, I didn't want to get my hopes up then end up hurt again. But you actually disobeying orders for me? That proves to me you're not saying things just because of rose colored glasses."

Perhaps it's time he pours his heart out "Do you know how many times I told myself we wouldn't have this chance again in our years apart? It hurt too much to think of what we could have been if the split never happened. And yet you're in my life again and giving me, giving us the opportunity of setting things right..." He wants to continue but the mental image of his boyfriend in groom attire suddenly coming to his mind flusters him a bit.

Which gives his partner the perfect opportunity to tickle him and bring out a few genuine laughs out of him.

"If we want to make this feasible then we'll have to move in together and since we're already doing that how about you finally do what you promised me you'll do?"

And he really means it this time.

"I will and I love you too," he replies then places a few kisses to the wolf's snout.

"Don't keep me waiting ok? Propose soon."

[wolfishly-charming]

"I know..." he mumbled, his heart aching like every time when it was mentioned. He was also afraid they wouldn't have this chance. He wasn't sure what would have happened if they didn't split, but he had a feeling it would have been hard for them to find happiness the way they used to be.

Now, moving in together didn't sound half bad. They could spend more time with each other, and there would be more opportunities for him to watch over his partner... Wait. The wolf blinked. Do what he promised? Does Hugo mean...?

He smiled softly, distracted by the kisses.

Then his heart skipped a beat, when his suspicions were confirmed. So he's allowed to propose now? Finally?? He was staring wide-eyed at Hugo's face, then quickly nodded. Yes. Yes, he will!

Oh, but not now, his boyfriend had to get better first, and he couldn't even leave the house to buy a ring. What kind of ring should he get? Where should he propose? A romantic dinner sounds like an obvious choice, but isn't this a bit too generic? He wanted to make it feel special. They would remember that day for the rest of their lives, after all...

As he was deep in thought, his tail was swaying stupidly fast. His head was filled with visions of both of them wearing white suits, or maybe Hugo would be wearing one of those fancy tuxedo gowns, since he likes things to be over the top? Where should they hold the wedding? Maybe on a roof, in the middle of a moonlit night...? Wouldn't that be very Mockingbird?

He nuzzled his face into his partner's chest happily. They will get married!!! Hehe~

The wolf looked up into Hugo's eyes again, making a puppy eye. "Can I have more...? Of the kisses..." he asked shyly. He felt like after this exhausting day he certainly must have earned some more snout kisses. And perhaps a few scrathes behind the ear, too.

[crowned-by-thorns]

Oh the joy on his boyfriend's face was so cute it made the thief giggle for a brief moment.

"You know that if your tail keeps wagging like that you're going to start flying soon my dear," he jokes.

He then remembers that one dream and the realization it's soon going to be reality hits him which brings a lovely rosy hue to his cheeks. The wolf who was currently snuggling his head against his chest could probably hear how fast his heart was beating.

The look he got after didn't help calm him down but it's okay, kisses are a perfect distraction.

Smiling weakly he drags Lycaon up and peppers his whole face with kisses, stopping at the lower side of his muzzle to give it a playful bite.

[wolfishly-charming]

Lycaon's tail didn't stop even for a second. "I will take you for a romantic walk in the clouds then," he responded, with a small chuckle.

He could hear Hugo's heart beating faster of course and it excited him even more. When he looked up, he noticed the blush and thought that it was very cute and that he loved it.

The kisses he received made him even happier. He was smiling ear to ear and it looked like all of his worries were temporarily erased. Certainly didn't look like a man who just got suspended at work and put under house arrest.

He didn't mind the bite either, he always knew his little bat was a bitey kind. He didn't respond with a bite of his own, but instead stuck out his tongue and licked Hugo's face in retaliation. "I love you," he murmured right into his partner's ear. "Promise me you will get better soon," he added, once again looking into the thief's eyes. A little bit of worry was visible on his face now, but not enough to overshadow his happiness and excitement.

The doctors said his boyfriend should recover soon, although he will have to have his blood drawn again tomorrow for another checkup. Only after all of the results come from the lab, will they be able to say it for sure. But Lycaon was hopeful. If this little crisis was here to make their relationship stronger, then he was happy to endure.

"Hey..." he started, after remembering something, "can I have a receiver for that distress signal of yours as well?"

[crowned-by-thorns]

The mental image of the wolf taking him to the clouds via his tail spinning makes him giggle.

"The clouds huh? It's been a while since I've done a heist there. Thanks for the idea~"

Not being bitten back makes him pout briefly only to have his face attacked by a long wet tongue.

The audacity of this wolf!!!! This is even worse than the times he uses his nose to tickle his ears.

Ah, but he cannot be mad when he hears those three words and knows they are sincere now.

"I love you too, my silly annoying puppy,"he replies back.

"I'm pretty fine and dandy thanks to my fluffy saviour. I would be even better if instead of teasing me he would bite my lips back, or perhaps even my neck. Can't my knight tell i want special attention from him. Or do I have to have fun with my doppelganger again?"

Flirting aside he does answer seriously to the receiver question "Yes, but only if you let me make a beacon for you as well. May we never have an use for it, but it's better to be safe than sorry."

[wolfishly-charming]

Lycaon pouted as well. "No, you are not 'fine and dandy.' The doctors said that it is crucial for you to get proper rest now," he informed sternly, unconciously switching to his dad tone, which was usually reserved for Ellen. Only after a moment, he realized that he used it on a grown ass man, and a guy he loved nonetheless, which made him really embarrassed. He quickly softened up.

"I am suspended at work for a month, and under home arrest for three weeks. I had to beg them to let you stay with me instead of the hospital," he confessed, looking more and more like a soggy puppy with every word. "If anything happens to you... if they take you away again, I won't even be able to visit you..." By the end of that sentence, he already looked like a sad puppy abandoned in the rain for three whole days. He was both worried about his partner's well-being and very anxious about the possibility of them being separated now. "If everything is alright tomorrow, I will bite you and love you however much you like, okay?"

The wolf nodded. It sounded only fair, that he should have the beacon, too. This way both of them could always count on the other, if things ever go awry. "Of course. I also hope we will never have to use it, but I trust you would come to my aid, if I ever needed it."

With the vigilance of a sloth napping on top of a turtle on a Sunday afternoon, the wolf's brain finally caught up with something that was said in the meantime. "Wait... what doppelganger? What kind of fun...?" he suddenly asked, all confused. What was his partner even talking about? He did mention talking to his inner demon that looked like him once, back in that warehouse in Port Elpis, but it did not sound like it was fun at all. Lycaon squinted his eye suspiciously.

[crowned-by-thorns]

He looked to the side actually feeling a little bit guilty for making his boyfriend worry again. So he doesn't insist on his wants for now. Lycaon is right they can do whatever they want after his results are okay.

"...I wouldn't want to be in a hospital alone either. I'm sorry."

Damn a whole month away from work and three weeks of house arrest. It makes him both proud and worried about his boyfriend.

"This much? Isn't your boss being a little cruel? Or is it to reassure those bastards from NEPS? Nonetheless we shall use this time to our advantage. After all there's nothing stopping us from doing indoor hobbies. We can have a little preview of our domestic future." He adds trying to cheer his boyfriend up.

"Of course I will come to your aid, you already lost too much because I wasn't there. I'm not letting any other harm come to you. Now please don't be a self sacrificing idiot either ok?"

The wolf finally realizing what he said about his inner demon made him snicker.

"Ah yes good morning to you too sunshine. I'm speaking about the most recent drug inducing dream I had. I was facing my inner demon again but this time the approach was different. Something from my subconscious wanted to remind me i needed to heal the part of me that feels unlovable by literally making love to myself. Honestly it's preferable to a fight so I just let it happen. It was quite fascinating and a glimpse to what you see when having me underneath you."

[wolfishly-charming]

The wolf was glad that his little bat didn't push it any more. It was hard for him to have to decline, he wanted his boyfriend to be happy and pampered, after all. But right now his health was a priority. "It makes me happy, that you want me," he whispered, leaning in again and leaving a soft kiss on his partner's cheek. "There is no rush, though. I'm not going anywhere," he promised. And although in the current circumstances it was rather obvious that he won't, quite literally, be able to go anywhere - what he actually meant was that he will be there for Hugo. They will be together until death does them part at one hundred and thirteen, so they have plenty of time.

"Well... it seems like NEPS have their hands full with this case. There's still a lot more interrogations and questioning to do, evidence and reports to file..." he said, rolling his eye, "There is a chance that they might let me off the hook a bit sooner, but you know just how 'efficient' they are."

"As for mr. Mayflower... I'm not sure. He certainly didn't like me ignoring his direct orders and stealing the pass card from under his nose... but still, he didn't look as mad as I was afraid he would..." Honestly, the attendant had a hunch that the additional week when he will no longer be jailed, but still suspended, might have been some sort of compulsory vacation, since normally the thiren was so bad at taking time off work.

The vision of a domestic future actually cheered him up a little. He was quite devastated, when he first heard that he won't be allowed to work this long. Now he felt a bit more hopeful. "Think you could buy me one of those magazines with a hundred crosswords?" he asked shyly. He would feel bad asking his colleagues, since he's already caused them so much trouble...

Being asked to not be a self-sacrificing idiot, he nodded. He will try.

"Making love... to yourself...?" the wolf mumbled, his mouth agape. So like... two Hugos? Having sex?? And he wasn't there to see??? Of course he wasn't there, it was a dream, a hallucination, it wasn't real. Nobody could see it besides the thief himself. Lycaon shifted on the bed uncomfortably. "What exactly... d-did he do... to you...?" he asked, feeling something stir up within him. The idea of his lover making love to someone else was making him mad, even though it wasn't real. But at the same time, thinking about two Hugos making out sloppily and touching each other, made him feel extremely horny.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"I will. Do you want me to get you a knitting kit as well or something?" It was a geniune question and not a sarcastic one. They could really brush up on their old men habits during those weeks.

The reactions he was awarded with made him think he should have brought up the doppelganger dream sooner.

"Why are you giving me such a look? Are you going to be jealous of my own self? Don't be, just think about it as an advanced form of masturbation."

He smirks slightly, the small shift the wolf did get noticed and knowing him he will probably imagine the dream in detail. Perfect moment to tease him a bit.

"Well, at first it was just playful open-mouthed kisses, followed by carreses all over my body as my clone grinded himself against me. He looked so needy, is that how i look to you as well?

Either way, he rode my fingers first then took me in like a champ, however I could tell what he wanted the most was my undivided attention so I flipped us over and kept a constant pace as I hovered over him. It pleased my doppelganger and so the dream ended after I took him over the edge."

[wolfishly-charming]

"Hmmm, I will think about it," the wolf murmured. Knitting sounded like a good idea, but he would have to figure out what he wants to make. That reminded him, there were probably still some of the girls' clothes that required mending, so perhaps he will start with sewing and then see what he wants to do next.

Lycaon cursed his vivid imagination. No matter what Hugo said, his mind reproduced it in great detail for him to see. So first it was a vision of two little fiends making out and touching each other. That was very hot. Were they undressed already, or did they take their sweet time undressing each other? No, he shan't ask. Instead, he just imagined them being naked from the start to make it more convenient. Did they moan into each other's mouths? He could almost hear it happening.

The wolf swallowed. Why was it making him feel hot all over? Why did he regret not being in that dream, seated comfortably in a cuck chair and watching the two of them fuck each other...? His ears and face reddened so much, it could be seen even from underneath his thick fur. "Mhmm," he commented, as his merciless imagination was now showing him the two versions of his boyfriend in a tight embrace, covered in sweat and cum, their bodies twitching in ecstasy...

"I think we... should... go to sleep..." he mumbled, looking a little dizzy. He was regretting that he asked, and knew very well that Hugo didn't spare him the details as a way of revenge for him declining to do all that tonight. He wasn't going to change his mind, though, he still thought that his partner's health was more important. To distract himself from the dirty thoughts and the heat flaring up in his loins, he reached over to disconnect the IV drip from Hugo's hand. It was already empty anyway. He tucked his boyfriend in and gave him a forehead kiss. Enough teasing the wolf.

[crowned-by-thorns]

He had the time of his life watching Lycaon squirm trying not to get horny, or well hornier since something was already poking his leg a bit.

"Oh alright, you're not jealous, you're just trying not to go back on what you said earlier. Sorry for teasing you so much, you're simply to cute for me not to."

And that's one of the habits he had since young since the wolf always acted adorable when flustered.

He snickers a bit more when the wolf suggests sleep but he doesn't push it further, after all he's confident his test will turn out alright and they'll get to make love tomorrow.

In the now dark room he snuggles closer to his boyfriend and whispers "I love you" then let's himself drift off to sleep.

[wolfishly-charming]

Truth be told, he was still feeling a bit jealous. There was no helping it. Whenever Hugo was concerned, the wolf would get jealous over the smallest, pettiest things. Even if it was his boyfriend playing with himself, he still had this childish need to be included. Still, right now the horniness was winning here.

Lycaon sighed. He couldn't help but smile at being called cute. "I'm just glad, that you are in a good mood," he admitted, because after such a harsh and scary day, seeing his partner so playful and happy made his heart rise.

...Unfortunately, that wasn't the only part of his body that was rising.

Ignoring that, he happily accepted Hugo into his arms, taking him into the kind of thight embrace he always liked to sleep in. There was just enough weight from his arm and enough fluffiness and warmth from his fur, to make his little bat feel cozy and safe, without making him feel too stuffy. "I love you, too. Sweet dreams, my dear moon."

Remembering some events from earlier today, Lycaon quickly got distracted from the dirty thoughts enough to fall asleep soon after.

Except that, he apparently didn't get distracted enough for it not to go back to haunt him in his sleep...

The thiren opened his eyes and realized, that his bed has somehow grown to be one of those huge, king-size beds that some of his clients have in their houses because of their megalomania. It somehow still felt cramped, though, and he quickly realized why. There was a Hugo laid at each side of him, snuggled close. The one on his right was caressing his chest, and the one on his left was kissing his neck, while his hand was clearly on its way down between the wolf's legs. "Good morning, sunshine," the left one said, smiling sweetly at him. It must have been his Hugo, there was no mistake about how beautiful he was. "I really can't tell what you see in this hunk of muscle," the other one judged harshly. "Don't listen to him," his Hugo said. "For someone who thinks he isn't worth our while, you sure are eager to knead his chest. And don't think I didn't notice you slipping your thigh to grind against his cock," he then addressed the doppelganger, almost hissing at him, "I'm only letting you touch, because I want to see his delicius reactions. If you're gonna talk shit, then scram." The right Hugo scoffed at the left one and didn't say anything. Instead, he began to grind his thigh with more gusto. The left Hugo apparently took it as a challenge, and to one-up the doppelganger, he dove down to take Lycaon's cock into his mouth. The other one didn't want to be worse, so he also went down and licked any part of the dick that wasn't currently inside his counterpart's mouth. To throw him off his game, the left Hugo started rubbing the right Hugo's dick, which resulted in the right one putting his fingers up the left one's hole in retaliation. Soon enough, both of them were touching each other vigorously while both were sucking and licking wolf cock at the same time, their lips and tongues sometimes meeting while they were at it. Aha. So this is what heaven is like, the wolf thought to himself. He had hoped that he turned off his alarm, because this was simply too good to wake up from.

[crowned-by-thorns]

In a surprising manner he's the first to wake up and he's welcomed by a very interesting sight. Yes it's his wolf splayed like a starfish, smiling mouth open and drooling (ewww) and with morning wood.

Oh dear, what could he possibly be dreaming? Hugo bets it's a dream involving him and his other self sandwiching the wolf.

He snaps a picture with his phone then leans over the thiren and whispers "My love, don't you think it's unfair to have fun in your sleep without me? Wake up~"

He watches as the wolf scrunches his snout then turns to the other side of the bed.

Seeing his kind advances rejected like that the thief starts tickling his boyfriend until he wakes up.

"Wake up! Wake up you shameless horny mutt! Pay attention to the real me!"

[wolfishly-charming]

Just as his Hugo was about to ride his cock, the doppelganger suddenly leaned into his ear and whispered something about waking up. Seriously? Things were just getting good. He refused, and rolled over to the side. He now had the left Hugo in his arms, while they right Hugo was stuck close to his back. He was literally sandwiched between the two of them and was having the time of his life… when everything went into a blur and he opened his eyes.

He squirmed and curled up, laughing and trying to defend himself from the tickles. "Hey… mh… Hugo… Stop! S-stop! Pffhahaha, stop it, please!" The wolf was quickly wide awake, a wide grin on his face and tears in his eye. "I'm awake…!" he assured, rolling over to look at the little fiend. He was still in an elated state, both from the bliss the dream brought him, as well as because the first thing he saw upon waking up was his boyfriend.

Well, the real deal was the best after all. He wrapped the real Hugo in his arms and pulled him into a hug. "Good morning, my beautiful moon," he whispered, his voice still hoarse from the laughter. He didn't even notice yet, that he was also hard in real life.

[crowned-by-thorns]

"Good morning to you too my sweet pup. What were you dreaming about that left you so excited?" he replies giving the thiren a look from head to metal toes.

"Just look at your poor pillow it's basically drenched in your slobber"

He then that melodramatic gesture he loves to do where he puts a hand over his chest and closes his eyes.

"You were having fun without the real me in your dream weren't you? You're so cruel my sweet puppy, you can have fun and I can't until the tests are done.

You should shower me with attention until they're done. You should also think of a way to make it up to me. You're tempting a sick person" he clicks his tongue after the last sentence to further accentuate his dissapointment.

"You should serve me in a maid dress today to atone for your sins!"

[wolfishly-charming]

The thiren followed his partner's gaze and also looked over himself. Oh. Oh. His smile quickly faded, replaced by panic and embarrasment. He could feel his face heating up so much that he wondered if steam would start escaping from his head like in the old cartoons. He didn't realize he was still hard or that he's been drooling all over his pillow. How undignified...!

"A-about you..." he defended himself weakly, "I have been dreaming about you...!"

Upon being guilt-tripped, he put his ears down to his head. He knew that Hugo was just being dramatic to tease him, but in turn he decided that the best course of action was to look like a pathetic, wet puppy, to soften him up a bit. You can't be mad at the wolf if he looks like a pathetic, soggy puppy now, can you? "My apologies... you know it wasn't my intention. I cannot control what I dream about. Or, how my body reacts to it," he explained. Not to mention it was definitely Hugo's fault that he dreamed about all that in the first place.

"Of course I will shower you with attention," he promised, looking very determined. "I will take care of you the best I can. Just state your wishes," he said, then regretted it soon after. A maid dress? Where will he get a maid dress his size? He could use one of Miss Rina's old dresses of course, but there was no way it would fit his wide frame. Although, if he took his time with the sewing machine... "A maid dress? Are you sure...?" Would he even look good in one?