#maxence_writting

A summons to a murder trial… A summons to a trial on… A summons to…

He blinked a few times as the letters danced before his eyes. He signed another document and then set it aside. He felt as if he had been going through over a hundred pages since morning, but when he looked up, the pile of summons was not getting smaller—quite the opposite. Now and then, Meluzyna would come in with another stack of documents.

He sighed quietly, feeling the throbbing in his head growing. He couldn't bear to look at the summons to the trial any longer. Even a few seconds' break would be a relief. He stood from the desk and heard a soft crack in his spine. He should start stretching more often.

He went to the window and looked at the city panorama. The sun was slowly setting behind the horizon, painting the sky with shades of orange. The streets were almost empty at this hour; only some shopkeepers were still standing behind the counters of their shops as if waiting for a lonely traveller who would decide to buy something.

Now and then, a couple would pass by, enjoying the cool evening air. Neuvillette watched them with curiosity. Human behaviour was incredibly fascinating to him, especially anything related to feelings.

His gaze fell on one of the couples—a girl dressed in a long, puffy dress the colour of the morning sun. In one than,d she held a small umbrella in the same colour, and in the other, the hand of a young man, who was swaggering next to him like a peacock. Besides, in his red outfit with purple accessories, he resembled the bird a bit. The young man leaned closer to her ear and had to tell some funny anecdote because she smiled slightly.

Neuvillette watched them carefully as they approached one of the large houses. The girl was about to leave when suddenly the young man bent down and picked one of the rainbow roses growing in the small garden under the windows of the house. He moved closer to his chosen one and slowly inserted the plant into the strands of her hair. Even from here, Neuvillette could see that she was slightly embarrassed, and if he had been standing on the street, he would probably have noticed her cheeks turning red. The young man leaned down again, but this time, he took her hand and placed a gentle kiss on her skin.

Suddenly, the door to his office flew open. Before he could turn around and see who had entered, he heard a melodic and well-known voice.

"Monsieur Neuvillette~"

Furina burst into his office as if she lived there. Although, considering how many times she had spent the night here while he worked late, that statement wouldn't be so far from the truth.

Neuvillette turned and looked at her. He saw her almost every day, but each time,e something drew him towards her even more than before. Maybe it was her cheerful nature or the characteristic twinkle in her eye. Neuvillette had no idea. However, he was aware that something was drawing him to her.

"Lady Furina, I did not expect you to grace me with your presence" If he had known that she would visit him, he would have cleaned up the mess on his desk.

"I thought you could use some rest and..." In the blink of an eye, she was in front of him, completely ignoring the importance of personal space. "I managed to get two tickets to the latest play" She practically shoved a small piece of paper under his nose.

Sumerian Night's Dream

That title sounded like he had heard it somewhere before. But where? It took him a moment to remember that Steambird used to announce upcoming plays.

"I hope you like it", Furina said, a mischievous smile appearing on her face.

Neuvillette looked up and only now realized how close they were. Their bodies were only a few centimetres apart. He knew that Lady Furina often acted as if she didn't know the term personal space or deliberately ignored it, but now he was able to see the smallest details.

"See you the day after tomorrow~"

Neuvillette followed her with his gaze until the door slammed shut, and the footsteps in the hallway died down. He glanced once more at the ticket he was clutching tightly in his hand. Maybe a night off wouldn't be so bad after all.

***

The hearings dragged on endlessly. He tried to focus on listening to the accusations, but in the back of his mind, he kept thinking about the evening meeting. But inside,e he felt a very strange feeling. As if his heart had sped up and his body temperature had risen. He hoped that this was not the beginning of an illness. After all, he could not disappoint Lady Furina by not showing up.

Finally, the last hearing of the day ended. Neuvillette hurriedly left the building before anyone could stop him with information about another hearing or another urgent matter.

Fortunately, the hearing and the performance were taking place in the same building. He still had plenty of time, so he decided to take a walk in the gardens. The night was still young, but he could already feel the cool air on his skin.

The strange feeling he had felt during the hearing had not passed at all. I guess he really would have to rest for the next few days. He couldn't get sick when there was so much to do. So many hearings...

Enough.

He thought firmly. Lady Furina was right. Tonight, he should relax and leave his work behind.

With that, though, he continued his stroll. Even at nig, ht the gardens had an amazing atmosphere. Tall bushes provided privacy, and there were a lot of rainbow roses growing around. Neuvillette was slowly beginning to understand why he always met so many couples hanging out here when the trials dragged on until late.

He stopped at one flower that grew much further away from the others. What if he picked it for Lady Furina? Would she like it? Or maybe she liked other flowers?

"I didn't keep you waiting for so long, did I?"

At that moment, all his thoughts disappeared. He looked at her as if he had forgotten about the flower.

"Of course no,t Lady Furina, "he replied almost immediately.

She walked closer to him, a big smile on her face. She grabbed his hand and pulled him along. Neuvillette felt his heart speed up again.

"We'll talk inside. We need the best seats, preferably at the very front!"

They were among the few who ran inside. Furina ran down the stairs with real grace and sat down in the first row. Neuvillette did the same. The stage was covered by a large curtain. Now and then, you could hear hushed voices and the sounds of something being moved across the floor. The set was probably almost ready.

"So what is 'A Sumerian Night's Dream' about?" he asked, taking advantage of the time they had left before the performance.

"Oh, it's a comedy about three couples. One aristocratic heroine has to marry an aristocrat, but she's in love with a poor worker, but he's staring at a stage performer, and she's promised her heart to a water creature. That's it in a nutshell," she replied. "The critics rate this play very highly. They say it's a love comedy of errors."

Before long, the room began to fill. Neuvillette took one last look at Furina before the lights went down, and he saw a glint of excitement in her eyes, her fingernails gripping the armrest of her chair.

Finally, the curtain parted, and the show began.

***

"That was amazing!" Furina said as they left the building.

Neuvillette had to admit that even he liked this romantic comedy. However, some of the plots ended as he had expected. The aristocrat was left alone; the aristocrat married the worker when he stopped looking at the stage performer, and she found happiness with a water creature who turned out to be a dragon.

Furina continued her monologue, breaking down each scene into individual elements that she liked. Neuvillette liked it when she delved into the play like that. Besides, he could listen to her voice for hours.

The moon had long since entered the sky with its presence as they walked between the gardens. After a while, Furina fell silent and looked at him. Neuvillette stopped as well.

"You know, that dragon from the play reminds me a lot of someone... I know someone who also closely observes the surroundings but hesitates to make the first move..."

She moved closer, and Neuvillette felt his breath catch. Furina slowly ran her fingers along his sleeve.

"You're unsubtle, Neuvillette. I've seen every sneaky glance you make my way or accidental touch," she stood on her tiptoes and leaned forward.

Their lips met, and Neuvillette froze for a few seconds. His heart was pounding like crazy, and it was as if there was no oxygen in his lungs. However, after a few seconds, he returned the kiss. Furina clasped her hands behind his neck, and he slid his own onto her hips.

Eventually, they pulled away from each other, but they didn't even think about moving their hands away. Furina's cheeks were slightly pink, and Neuvillette's breathing was much faster.

"I love you, my dragon..." she whispered, digging her nails gently into his neck.

"Let's go take a bath together," Lumine leaned against the table. “We haven't spent time together in a long time…”

“Mhm,” the man muttered and poured the strange substance into the test tube.

Lumine sighed and shook her head. Dottore always sat in his laboratory from morning till night. He even ate his dinners here, claiming that at least he had silence here and no one bothered him.

She approached the older one and snapped her fingers. The man shuddered and turned around.

“You smell like chemicals. I can't even cuddle up to you because I always feel the smell of it,” the blonde crossed her arms on her chest. She tapped her fingers nervously on her arm, waiting for an answer.

Lumine expected everything but the Doctor put down the test tube, grabbed her hand, and dragged her towards the bathroom. The older pushed her gently inside and closed the door behind them.

Before she knew it, the Doctor had already shrugged off his warm coat, perfect for chilly evenings, and began undoing the buttons on his shirt. Lumine glanced over at him. She instantly felt her cheeks burn as she saw his bare chest. She had seen him without clothes many times, but each time his body amazed her. His soft yet strong abdominal muscles stood out against his pale skin. She always wondered how he was muscular when he spent most of his time in the lab.

“Do you like the view, little birdie?” The Doctor smiled cheekily, showing his sharp fangs. Lumine looked into his ruby eyes, then looked away. She felt her cheeks burn more. The man laughed softly and put his hand on her head. Slender fingers brushed her blonde hair. "Hurry up, little one, or the water will get cold."

Lumine moved a little away from the elder and started to take off her dress. The Doctor walked over to the tub and dipped his fingers in the water to see if it was still warm. The blonde put the dress aside so that it wouldn't get wet and then she approached the older one.

Dottore glanced at Lumine out of the corner of his eye and began to unfasten the harness wrapped around his chest. The traveler realized that the man was still wearing some clothes, so she decided to take off her underwear and immerse herself in the warm water.

"You're so gorgeous my little birdie," Dottore purred, looking at her feminine curves. His fingers brushed her thighs lightly, but she gently slapped his hand. The man hissed and pulled his hand away.

"First you have to stop smelling of those chemicals, then you can touch me as much as you want," she said getting into the tub. The warm water gently caressed her skin. Lumine felt her tired muscles slowly relax.

Dottore muttered something under his breath and finally removed the last piece of clothing. He got into the tub and sat down behind his beloved. Lumine leaned her back against his warm chest and sighed contentedly. He wrapped his arms around her waist gently, caressing her delicate skin. He put his head on her shoulder which made her smile. Dottore gently kissed her neck. Lumine grunted in satisfaction and tilted her head to the side, giving him better access to the sensitive areas of her neck. The doctor, seeing the pleasure painted on her face, decided to go a step further. He gently sucked a piece of skin, which made Lumine moan softly. Suddenly, his sharp teeth sank into her neck, creating a small wound from which a drop of blood slowly oozed out.

“Dottore, what did I say about biting?” She glanced at the man who smirked evilly.

"I couldn't help myself, but you'll forgive me, little birdie, won't you?" His slender fingers gently stroked the inside of her thighs. Lumine felt the room getting hotter and hotter. The man, seeing the pleasure on his partner's face, moved his fingers closer to her crotch.

“Birdie? Are you sure you want to continue?” He purred into her ear, politely waiting for permission.

The blonde gently stroked his hand. She turned her head slightly so she could see his flushed face.

"Yes, please," Lumine replied, and Dottore gently leaned in, connecting their lips in a gentle kiss. The blonde slowly spread her legs, giving him more room to manoeuvre. The doctor wrapped his arms around her hips gently, bringing her to his lap. Lumine moaned softly as she rubbed his hard cock. The man blindly searched for the bottle of lube that always stood by the tub.

“Dottore, hurry up, please,” the blonde leaned against his chest. She was getting more and more excited with each moment. Lumine wanted the older man to enter her and start moving her hips, leading her to real pleasure. However, she knew that the Doctor deliberately slowed down his movements to tease her more.

He finally found the lubricant, then opened the bottle and poured some gel onto his fingers. Impatiently, Lumine brushed against his thighs.

"There, there, little one," The man began to gently massage the entrance to her vagina. Lumine twitched, moaning softly. She dug her nails into his leg and Harbinger smiled to himself. The blonde huffed something under her breath feeling more pleasure. "You need to speak louder, Lumine," he purred in her ear.

“A-ah! Dottore, please, fuck me!” She moaned louder, not caring that someone might hear her.

Harbinger smiled to himself and slipped his fingers into her vagina. He moved slowly, allowing Lumine to adjust to the new sensation. The girl arched her back as the man found her pleasure point. She dug her nails deeper into his skin. There would probably be marks, but the blonde didn't care now. She tilted her head back moaning in pleasure.

"Dottore harder, please," she whimpered softly as she felt him getting closer. The red-eyed man began to move his fingers harder and faster. Lumine arched her back and moaned louder. Suddenly, she felt a wave of pleasure run through her body. Her chest was moving and falling rapidly. The girl closed her eyes feeling incredibly tired.

***

“Little one?” Harbinger stroked her cheek when he saw Lumine open her eyes.

She snuggled closer to his warm body. Lumine still felt weak from the intense sensations. She looked up and met his red eyes.

“You almost passed out in the Lumine bathtub. Was it too much for you?” Dottore brushed back the blonde strands of hair that had fallen over her face.

“No ... You were wonderful,” the girl smiled slightly. “We haven't had time to ourselves for a long time.”

Harbinger wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. Lumine snuggled into his warm chest.

"A couple of days off isn't such a bad idea," the Doctor muttered to himself. “Do you want to spend more time with me, little birdie? I can show you all the interesting places in Snezhnaya.”

"With pleasure," Lumine smiled happily. She moved closer to his face. “Thank you, Dottore.”

Harbinger laughed softly and kissed her cheek.

The end of the month was always incredibly stressful. Papers with all sorts of settlements and bills were piled up on the table. To make matters worse, not everyone brought their expense list on time.

Pantalone spent most of his time in the office or archive, organizing documents with settlements and expenses for the past month. He leaned against the desk and put the papers with bills into the appropriate file.

He looked at the rest of the documents piled up on the desk. After sitting at the desk for a few hours, his spine began to hurt. A moment of rest wouldn't hurt him, would it? After a moment of thought, he left the room, remembering to lock the door. He didn't want some recruit to mess with his documents in the archive.

"Did you know that coming with a companion is mandatory?" he heard Dottore's voice as he entered the kitchen.

Their boss, Pierro, decided that a banquet was a good idea to celebrate recent investments and business meetings. At least that's how it looks from a third-party perspective. However, in reality, the ceremony was intended to exchange confidential information with other allied organizations.

Pantalone just sighed, crossing his arms over his chest. This day was extremely nervous and he didn't want to worry too much about the banquet that was to take place in exactly a week.

"Dottore, can you stop reminding me about this now? I have too many things on my mind," he leaned against the table. "Columbina is behind on payments, and Arlecchino still hasn't provided me with my orphanage papers for last month."

"Can't you go with your fiancée?"

Pantalone froze in place and dug his nails into the table. He completely forgot to mention that he broke up with her... When exactly? He was so absorbed in work that every day seemed to blend into one. When did Yelan take her things and move out of the house? Two weeks ago, maybe three?

"We broke off the engagement," he replied after a short thought. "Difference of interests."

Dottore rolled his eyes. Of course, the banker won't tell him directly what it was about, he'll just give a random excuse.

"Well, what can I say, it's a real shame, but that's no excuse," he finished his coffee before putting the mug in the sink. "Anyway, I'm going with an old friend of mine from when I was studying at the Akademiya."

Pantalone remembered that Dottore had once talked a little about his youth at the best academy. He mentioned one brunette particularly often, with whom he had done a few projects before he was fired.

“We recently reconnected,” Dottore continued. "So I figured I'd take advantage of the opportunity. Anyway, I'm sure you'll find someone else for this evening. Women are crazy about people like you," he snorted under his breath, then left the kitchen.

There was dead silence in the room. Pantalone crossed his arms over his chest, looking out the window. The sun was slowly sinking below the horizon, painting the sky blood red. Suddenly an idea occurred to him. Although the plan looked a bit desperate, he saw no other option.

***

He felt desperate. Last night he wrote to Yelan asking to meet at a café they used to frequent. At first, he thought she had blocked his number, but to his surprise, she replied quite quickly.

There was still some time left until the appointed hour, but he began to be tormented by obsessive thoughts about whether she would come. He tried to calm down by drinking his favourite coffee. Suddenly, the door to the cafe opened and a woman with dark blue hair and green eyes like emeralds walked in. She looked around the place for a moment, then approached the table.

"Did you think I wouldn't come?" she smiled gently under her breath, sliding the coat off her shoulders. His coat, which she brazenly took when they parted. "I was curious what you wanted."

"I know how this sounds, but could you pretend to be my partner again?" he felt like a complete desperate, but he had no other choice. He didn't want to listen to Pierro complaining that the operation failed because of him. "I have an important evening meeting at work in a few days and coming with an accompanying person is mandatory."

"That's why you wrote to me yesterday... Well, yes, I could have guessed" She started tapping her nails gently on the table. "Hmm, let's think..."

Yelan smiled softly to herself. She knew that every second of silence made him look desperate. And she could use it to her advantage by making him beg her for it. But was she that heartless towards her ex-fiancé?

"Okay," she smiled to herself as a hint of relief crossed his face. "But everything has its price, a banker like you should know that."

Of course, he was aware of it. In the world of big fish, nothing comes for free, especially if you want to ingratiate yourself with Yelan. He happened to have an ace up his sleeve.

"There will be only important figures at this banquet, not only our allies but also those who are not in our favour. From what I know, you are still working for Ningguang and trying to track down the remnants of an organization stealing valuable treasures, this would be an opportunity for you."

Yelan considered the offer, her fingernails beating a louder rhythm. They both had hooks on them, which they used at every possible opportunity. The arrangement looked good, they would get what they expected, and Yelan wouldn't let go of one more little tease with her ex-fiancé.

 "Okay, send me the time and place of the banquet," she gathered her coat from the chair, then gently brushed his arm as she left.

***

The day of the banquet came sooner than he expected. He left work early and spent the entire afternoon getting ready. In terms of clothing, he chose a black suit with gold elements.

He felt excited and impatient inside, almost like a teenage puppy getting ready for a date for the first time. He should calm down. He was not a scared youth, but a serious banker. Yelan was no stranger to him either. After all, they once lived together and even shared a bed. Until they started getting in each other's way.

Yelan was breaking up Fatui's smaller branches, and this was slowly depleting the company's money. In their case, it was difficult to separate private and professional life. They saw no better solution than to break off the engagement and go their separate ways.

Before leaving, he checked several times to make sure he had sent her the address. Even though he knew he had done it a few days ago, this feeling made him open their conversation again. He felt like a teenager in love and he was slowly fed up with this feeling.

***

The hotel where the banquet was held was located on the outskirts of the city and was a big fish centre. From politicians to the heads of underground organizations, these walls heard and saw everything, from immoral acts to simple drunkenness where someone spilt important information.

However, the employees, given the appropriate amount, did not react at all to what was happening inside. They acted as if corruption and illegal dealings did not exist at all.

Pantalone arrived early but judging by the parking lot filled with cars, others arrived even faster. They probably wanted to taste the goods prepared by the hotel before the boring and false conversations began in earnest.

He didn't have to wait long, because Yelan got out of the next car. He had to admit she looked stunning. The dress was long to the ground, with an open back and a blue colour that highlighted her hair.

Once he recovered from his first step, he slowly walked over to her and gently took her hand. Yelan moved closer, feeling the other guests' eyes on her.

"Remember that we are supposed to pretend to be engaged," she whispered, glancing at who had arrived this time.

Pantalone, to keep up appearances in front of the others, smiled slightly, as if she had told him an interesting anecdote.

"I realize that it's just one deal, one evening, and then we go back to our own business."

So as not to arouse further suspicion, he took Yelan's arm and they started towards the entrance. They passed a couple of couples at the reception desk but didn't even pay much attention to them. They headed to the elevator, which took them to the top floor with a terrace offering an amazing view of the night city.

Already at the entrance, he noticed Dottore leaning against the wall and talking to a woman whose purple dress revealed a lot. It was probably his school friend whom he told him about recently.

***

The hours slowly passed and the crowd around them became thinner and thinner. Most went to their rooms, minding their own business, or were dragged along by more sober companions.

Pantalone had to admit that he was having fun with Yelan, even if they were there for completely different reasons. Maybe he was behaving like a puppy in love and his old feelings were still there.

They went out to the balcony, wanting to breathe some fresh air and get rid of the strong smells of expensive perfumes and cigarettes. The view was amazing. In the distance, you could see the city sparkling with colours, and the stars in the sky were more visible than usual.

Yelan leaned against the railing, looking beyond. Pantalone stopped next to her, but his eyes were more focused on her than on the panorama.

"I must admit, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be," Yelan looked up and their eyes met.

"Maybe there is a chance to renew old contacts?" he smiled slightly to himself as she stood up and moved closer.

"Who knows... Maybe one day..." She ran her nails along his shirt, stopping her hand on his chest. However, she slowly moved away and started to walk towards the exit, but before the door, she looked at him for a moment. She smiled to herself, which was a discreet invitation to follow her.

"Hey Doctor, I have an important question!" Tartaglia entered the lab without even knocking.

"Doctor?" the youngest Harbinger looked around the shabby room. This particular doctor was nowhere in sight.

The blue-eyed man walked over to the desk, surprisingly there were no papers or surgical instruments on it.

"Where is the damn Doctor?" Tartaglia muttered under his breath. Whenever a Second Harbinger is needed, he is nowhere to be found.

Suddenly, the door opened and a man wearing a white coat walked in. The blue-eyed man turned around immediately.

"Where is Prime?" Tartaglia looked at the younger man.

"He's busy," the segment growled under his breath.

The youngest Harbinger crossed his arms over his chest.

"Tell me where he is. I promise it won't take me more than five minutes," the blue-eyed boy blocked the way for the younger one. The segment growled like an animal.

"He's in his office but you enter there only at your own risk" the blue-haired man bypassed Harbinger and went in a direction known only to himself.

Tartaglia rolled his eyes and headed for the office.

As he neared the door, he heard a groan. He stopped immediately. It was the Doctor's voice... Did something happen to him? Maybe he's injured? No, it is not possible. Dottore is the Second strongest Harbinger, he wouldn't get hurt so easily. Suddenly Tartaglia heard a soft female laugh.

"Try not to enjoy this too much."

Blue-Eyes heard another groan from the older Harbinger. What's going on there? Tartaglia slowly approached the door and opened it slightly. He felt his cheeks blush as he saw what was happening in the middle of the room. The doctor was lying on the desk, almost naked. The only clothing left on his body is an unbuttoned and slightly torn shirt. The mask he never parted from lay on the floor. His cheeks were flushed pink and saliva was dripping from his mouth.

"You've been a naughty boy Zandik~" the brunette pulled the leash attached to the leather harness around the blue-haired man's neck. The doctor moaned louder and dug his nails into the woman's hips. Lisa laughed softly and pinned his hands to the desk with one hand.

"Naughty boy~" she murmured, her thighs moving slowly as she rode his cock. Dottore grunted and wanted to press his thighs against hers, hoping for another wave of pleasure, but Lisa stopped him by slowing down the rhythm.

"Don't you dare... a-ah... fucking stop..." the Second Harbinger whined like a puppy.

Lisa tugged on his leash and began to ride him faster.

"Behave Zandik!"

The man growled.

"Yes..."

"Yeah what? You need to express yourself more clearly" she smiled sarcastically under her breath.

"Yes ma'am..." Dottore felt humiliated, but on the other hand, it was damn hot.

Lisa gently stroked his cheek.

"Good boy" brunette praised the man. The Doctor groaned and tried to press his thighs against hers.

"Lisa, I'm begging you... more... a-aah... harder" he moaned like a bitch in heat.

The witch smiled under her breath and began to ride his penis faster. She ran her finger across his chest. Her hand slowly moved upwards. She dug her nails deeper into the skin near his nipples. The man groaned loudly.

"Don't hide the fact that you like it Zandik~" her fingers ran over each hickey on his neck. She leaned closer to his face. 

Her lips brushed his gently. Dottore leaned in and kissed her passionately. Lisa bit his bottom lip, making him moan. She laced their fingers together and looked into his red eyes. The woman moaned softly as she felt she was close to orgasm. 

The doctor whimpered and kissed his beloved one more time.

"Poor Zandik... You're so close, aren't you?"

The man nodded and looked into her eyes. Lisa moaned again and leaned over him.

"Come on Zandik cum in me," she purred in his ear. The Doctor moaned loudly and bit his lower lip.

Tartaglia clenched his jaw tighter and closed the door. Many thoughts were running through his head. Suddenly he heard a loud groan from the doctor and the witch. He walked away from the door as fast as he could, hoping they hadn't noticed him.

****

"You see Zandik, but you can be a good boy" she purred and stroked his cheek.

The click of his heels on the cold floor grew louder with each step.

The white-haired woman leaned against the door frame. She narrowed her eyes as she heard footsteps.

"I bet they'll start arguing again in less than five minutes." The woman looked at the redhead who was sitting at the table.

"No, it's too early for that. Getting up so early just to argue about funding? It doesn't make sense to me."

"I'll give you fifty Mora if you're right. But if they start arguing again, you'll give me the money." Arlecchino approached Tartaglia.

"It's okay. But I already told you, there's no point. Why get up so early when you know he's in his basement all the time? But it's okay if you want to lose money then---------"

"Where the hell is the Doctor?!" not even five minutes had passed before the nervous voice of the banker could be heard.

Arlecchino smiled triumphantly. Tartaglia sighed and reached into his wallet. He took out some coins and put them on the table.

"Are they not afraid of waking Pierro with their quarrel?" the man raised an eyebrow.

The white-haired girl shrugged.

"Better for us. Maybe Pierro will finally silence them."

***

After the weekly meeting, all the Harbingers slowly went their separate ways. Only Tartaglia was slower to leave the room. He did not hide that he was curious how the quarrel between the Second and Ninth Harbinger, which they had started in the morning, would develop, until Pierro came and scolded the two.

"Doctor, we need to talk." Pantalone stood centrally in front of the Second Harbinger. He pulled a piece of parchment out of his coat. It was an inventory of all the important expenses for the coming month. The man pointed to the last point at the bottom of the page. "Tell me what does it mean? Fifty thousand for your experiments?!"

The doctor tried to avoid the banker, but the raven-haired man grabbed his arm at the last moment, not letting him go.

"Only you have such illegible handwriting!"

The doctor didn't even flinch.

"Yes, I admit I added that last point, but my research is very important. Especially since I need a lot of lab rats."

Pantalone took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down. He can't let that damn doctor ruin his day.

Tartaglia, on the other hand, hid behind one of the great columns. He cannot make even the slightest sound. He doesn't want the two of them to catch him eavesdropping on them.

The raven-haired man clenched his jaw tighter.

"I can give you half that amount. Dottore, we're going bankrupt with your experiments."

"Give me more than half," Dottore smiled to himself. He felt a real satisfaction when he had the opportunity to tease his business partner.

"Dottore! I won't give you more than half! Weapons for Capitano, food, warm coats... That costs a lot too!"

The doctor leaned closer to the banker.

"Let's meet in my bedroom tonight. We'll finish our business there~" Dottore smiled showing his sharp fangs.

Pantalone felt the Doctor's warm breath on his neck. Shivers ran down his spine.

Tartaglia's eyes widened slightly. He covered his mouth with his hand to keep from making a sound. He admitted that he was quite surprised. Dottore and Pantalone meet in the evenings? After all, they argue all the time, sometimes it's impossible to stand with them in the same room.

The redhead slightly peeked his head out from behind the column. His pupils dilated even more as he saw the Doctor brush the banker's hand as he walked away.

The Eleventh Harbinger quickly and quietly walked away in the opposite direction, hoping the two hadn't seen him. He still couldn't believe what he saw.

***

Pantalone didn't even bother to knock on the door. He just entered the room as if it were his own. The Doctor stood by the window and watched the snow slowly falling to the ground. Pantalone closed the door behind him and then slowly approached the man. Dottore finally turned to look at his business partner. Strangely, the Doctor was not wearing a mask. His red eyes watched the banker closely.

The raven-haired man touched the Doctor's waist and pulled him closer. Dottore smiled to himself and then began to place gentle kisses on the banker's neck. The man tilted his head back and began to moan softly. Dottore here and there began to bite the skin, leaving teeth marks.

"A-ah~ Dottore, don't leave hickeys in such a visible place. Someone will see it tomorrow and..." The man covered his mouth with the back of his hand as he felt the Doctor start biting his neck harder.

"What? Let them see~ At least they'll know who makes your cold nights better~" Dottore purred as he took off the banker's coat. Next, he slowly began to undo every button on his shirt.

"Hurry up, Doctor, I beg you" Pantalone felt a pleasant warmth in the lower parts of his body.

The second Harbinger smiled to himself. He loved the control he had over his partner. If he wanted to, he could even make the banker beg on his knees, but today he wanted to enjoy the body of his beloved.

Finally, he pulled the shirt off the banker's body and tossed it somewhere on the floor. He looked at his partner's pale skin and then moved closer. He started kissing every bit of skin that was exposed. He knew the banker's body perfectly well, he knew where to run his teeth so that the man would beg him for more.

 "A-ah~ Dottore~ more please~ " Pantalone moaned louder. He didn't care if anyone heard them. He wanted his lover's body.

"Patience dearest" Dottore laughed under his breath. His hand slid between the raven-haired's legs. "Oh~ You're so hard."

"Damn it Dottore, stop this foreplay and... let's just get started" The raven-haired man's face went all red. His breathing quickened slightly. He could feel his pants getting tighter every minute.

Dottore grabbed his partner's waist and lifted him easily. Pantalone wrapped his legs around the elder's hips so as not to fall to the ground. The doctor felt his beloved's hard penis rubbing against his crotch.

The man laid the banker on the bed and took off his shirt, revealing a black leather harness. His chest is covered with many scars. Pantalone looked at the body of his beloved. He gently got up from the lying position and began to place gentle kisses on the scars.

"Didn't you mention we were going to end the foreplay~?" The Doctor smiled to himself.

"Mhm, give me a moment..." Pantalone began to gently bite the doctor's skin, leaving small hickeys.

Suddenly Dottore grabbed the younger's wrists and pinned him to the bed.

"I think we have a bigger problem than my scars," the red-eyed man pulled down the banker's pants and reached for the lube on the cupboard. "Lie on your stomach, honey. It will be more comfortable."

The raven-haired man did as the elder told him. He slightly parted his legs so the older one could have better access.

"Good boy," Dottore purred, then ran his hand over the younger's back.

"Dottore, you can start now... I've prepared for the evening this morning so you don't have to----- A-ah Dottore~! " he dug his nails into the pillow as the Doctor slid into the younger one in one swift motion.

"Mhm... You're still tight, or maybe..." Dottore leaned over the banker's ear "My size is too much for you~?" he purred.

Shivers ran down the raven-haired man's back. He felt his cheeks getting redder and redder.

"Oh shut up, Dottore..." Pantalone tried to hide how excited he was. "Has anyone ever reminded you that you talk too much?"

"Yeah?" Dottore began to move his hips slowly. Pantalone groaned in pleasure and dug his nails into the pillow. "I talk too much, huh? Very funny statement considering you're the loudest one right now." The Doctor began to thrust his hips faster and faster.

"Yes, harder~ Dottore a-aah~ " Pantalone started moaning louder and louder.

The doctor was panting slightly. He leaned over the younger's ear and began to whisper praises.

"You're such a good boy. My~ Only mine~" The other Harbinger was moving faster.

"O-oh~ Faster, please~ " Tears formed at the corners of his eyes due to overwhelming pleasure.

"Only I can make you feel like this. Only I can make you moan my name all night."

The ninth Harbinger felt the elder's warm breath on his neck. The pleasure became more and more unbearable. The doctor was hitting his prostate perfectly with every movement.

"D-Dottore... I'm close... A-ahh! "

At these words, Harbinger began to move faster and harder.

"You are mine and only mine~"

Pantalone moaned as he felt his orgasm coming.

"Zandik... I'm close a-ahh~! Slow down a bit or I'll cum~! "

"Is it?" the scientist's narrow fingers closed around the banker's throat. "Cum then. Be a good boy and cum for me."

Pantalone groaned a few incomprehensible words and then gently arched his back.

"Good boy," the Doctor muttered, then tightened his fingers around the younger's throat. "Hold on a little longer..." he moaned as he felt his orgasm coming.

The Second Harbinger's groans are one of the few sounds a banker can listen to over and over again. The man felt his partner's sperm fill him from the inside. He didn't even realize what a mess they made on the expensive bedding.

***

Tartaglia entered the dining room and was surprised when Dottore and Pantalone were not fighting each other. They sat peacefully next to each other. The banker was completing some important documents, and the Doctor was brushing the younger's hand with his fingers. He did it so gently and tenderly that Tartaglia began to wonder if this was the same doctor who had done so many inhumane experiments.

It has never been so cold in Mondstadt as it is now. Thick snow lay on the street, making it difficult to move. The freezing temperatures tormented the inhabitants, who were unaccustomed to such weather. The only person enjoying the winter was Lisa, the librarian. She didn't mind freezing temperatures at all, she didn't even worry about wearing warmer clothes. Her house was not very warm, but she already had a way to deal with such frosty days. Lisa sat on her lover's lap and read a book while his penis was buried in her vagina. This kept both of them warm, and Dottore didn't complain about sitting in one position for several hours. His back was leaning against the back of the couch and his eyes were closed. He looked asleep, but Lisa knew that Harbinger was fully conscious.

She decided to tease him gently. She moved her hips suddenly as if she were going to ride him. Dottore moaned softly as her pussy walls squeezed his cock gently. Lisa smirked and did it again. Harbinger put his arm around her waist, then gently moved his hips. The brunette knew he liked it and wanted more. She wondered how long he could last without cumming inside her.

Lisa was slowly moving her hips riding him. The Doctor moaned louder, his cock twitching inside her. Lisa set the book aside and dug her nails into his leg. She smiled as she heard his muffled groan. Suddenly the brunette stopped riding his dick. Dottore whimpered and laid his head on her shoulder.

"Why did you stop? Lisa, I was close" he muttered displeased.

The woman ignored his whimpers and rose from his lap. Harbinger grunted as he stopped feeling her warm inside. He leaned back against the couch and looked at Lisa.

"On your knees, if you want more," ordered the brunette. Dottore felt his heart beat faster. Although he is a powerful Harbinger, Lisa's words hypnotise him. He knelt in front of the couch and looked expectantly at the green-eyed girl. The librarian sat down in front of him and spread her legs showing how wet she was from just foreplay.

"Come on Dottore you know what to do next" Lisa pulled his face closer.

He immediately started kissing the inside of her thighs. Here and there he left wet traces of saliva. The doctor kissed the inside of her thighs higher and higher. He stopped in front of her pussy and then looked at her asking for permission. Lisa gently stroked his hair and nodded.

"What a good boy," the green-eyed moaned softly as she felt his tongue against her clit. She slid her fingers into his fluffy hair and brought his face closer. Dottore glanced at her flushed face, knowing that now he was in control of her. He buried his head deeper between her legs, his tongue stroking every sensitive place. Lisa moaned louder and threw her head back, narrowing her eyes.

"A-ah! F-fuck! Dottore!" Lisa arched her back as she felt the man eat her out harder, but gently enough to tease her a bit.

The woman couldn't concentrate on anything. All that mattered now was the pleasure she felt. She longed for that, for his touch and what he could do. She wishes they could meet more often than just a few days a year.

"A-ah Dottore!" Lisa arched her back as she felt the man slide two fingers into her pussy. She dug her nails into the couch as she felt the Doctor hit her g-spot. She moaned louder and tightened the fingers of her other hand in his hair.

Harbinger rose, still fingering her pussy, and brought his face closer to hers. Lisa grabbed him by the jaw and then kissed him passionately. The man moaned slightly meanwhile the brunette dug her nails into his thigh.

"I'm a-aah... close..." she whimpered in his ear, which made the blue-haired man speed up. He felt the walls of her pussy slowly tighten around his fingers. "Zandik!" Lisa moaned his real name as she came. 

The brunette was breathing heavily, suddenly she felt a strange emptiness when the Doctor pulled out his fingers. The man brought them closer to his face and then licked the remains of her pussy juices. Dottore smirked when he noticed that Lisa was watching his actions.

"Delicious," he muttered, then licked his lips to tease her a little. Lisa felt her cheeks flush, looked away and sighed.

"You liked it~ I know you all too well" Dottore moved closer, brushing her cheek against his.

Lisa pushed him onto the couch and straddled his chest. Dottore quickly began to take off his shirt. He threw it on the floor, leaving only the harness on his chest.

Lisa also rolled up her blouse and put it aside. 

Dottore bit his lower lip and stared at her bare chest. The woman smiled under her breath and then began to run her finger over her sensitive nipples. Soft moans filled the room. Dottore bit his bottom lip harder until he tasted the metallic taste of blood.

"Oh someone is very excited~" Lisa placed her hand on the harness that was wrapped around his chest. Her fingers gripped the leather strap and pulled the Doctor closer to her.

"Don't tease me, Lisa," Dottore growled, his hands gripping her thighs tightly.

"Ah~ Naughty boy~" green-eyed pinned him to the couch straddling his lap. She could feel his hard cock under her. Dottore desperately tried to rub against her clitoris.

"Be a good boy Zandik or you won't get your reward" Lisa gently stroked his cheek, caressing the extensive scar on his face.

"Lisa hurry up" the man tried to break free from her grip but she pinned him even tighter to the couch.

"Patience Zandik or you'll get spanked" her fingers moved along his lips. "Although knowing you, you'd probably like it. You're a masochist, aren't you?" she slipped her fingers into his mouth. "Be a good boy and suck."

The man grunted and then slowly began to lick her fingers. His sharp teeth grazed Lisa's delicate skin.

"Good boy~" the woman was aware of how her praise affected Harbinger. Dottore began to suck her fingers faster, coating them in his saliva.

Suddenly Lisa slipped her fingers from his mouth. The man grunted dissatisfied and looked at her.

"Come on, you're about to get something better than my fingers, but beg me for it first."

"I'm not that desperate," Dottore growled, but suddenly Lisa moved her hips, causing his cock to twitch. The man moaned in pleasure and rubbed desperately against her, wanting more.

"Beg me for it Zandik~"

"Oh please ride me. Please I will be a good boy. Lisa, please stop torturing me" Dottore finally broke down and begged her for more.

Lisa grabbed his harness and slowly sat down on his hard cock. The man moaned louder as he felt the walls of her pussy squeeze the shaft of his penis. Lisa glanced at the Doctor, who looked like a bitch in heat. His cheeks were flushed, and strands of hair fell across his face. His chest was rising and falling rapidly.

Lisa began to move her hips slowly. The man groaned and finally broke free from her grip. He gripped her thighs tightly and began to move faster inside her. The green-eyed moaned louder and clung to his arms tightly.

"Good boy, very good boy," she moaned softly. She began to move her thighs matching his rhythm.

"A-ah~! More please~!" Dottore was no longer hiding how desperate he was. Lisa ran her fingers along his jawline and began to ride him faster and harder. Their moans filled the room.

The man's penis twitched inside her. He was close, so close, but he knew Lisa wouldn't let him come so fast.

"Lisa please let me cum, pretty please" Dottore began to beg, feeling he couldn't take it any longer. Lisa leaned closer and kissed his jawline.

"Just a little more, honey. You can handle it, right?" her lips gently brushed his. 

His nails dug into her hips, causing her to moan.

"Good boy" Lisa praised him and bit her lower lip. Her hips moved faster. Desperate gasps and groans filled the room.

"Cum for me Zandik, a-ah~ Fill me up, show me what a good boy you are" Lisa leaned in and connected their lips. The man moaned into the kiss and then filled her womb with his cum. Lisa collapsed on his chest. She moaned softly as Harbinger slid his cock out of her pussy. Cum slowly ran down her thighs onto the blanket on the couch. Dottore was panting heavily, trying to calm down after his orgasm. He snuggled into her neck and his arms wrapped around her waist. Lisa smiled under her breath. She started stroking his hair gently.

"You're such a good boy, you know Zandik? You're a Second Harbinger, but you act like a puppy around me."

The man rolled his eyes.

"Don't forget that I can make you a guinea pig for my experiments at any time."

Lisa laughed softly. Her fingers brushed the scars on his back.

"Oh yes, my dear, dangerous doctor," she leaned over and kissed his forehead.

Dottore narrowed his eyes, relishing her kisses and touch. He purred softly in contentment like a cat. Lisa covered them with a blanket and planted another kiss, this time on the tip of his nose.

"Good night Zandik."

Warm Bath For Two | Dottolumi

My Beloved Witch | Dottolisa

Tonight’s cold as fuck but you’re really warming me up here… | Dottolisa

Special Guest | Dottolisa

My Precious Doll | Dottoscara

Business Partners | Dottolone

Conflict of Interest | Yelone

The Show Must Go On | Neuvifuri

"Dottore, do you remember when you promised me that on my birthday I could do whatever I wanted with you?" Lisa leaned against the elder's shoulder.

"What are you planning, witch?" the man looked at his beloved.

"Relax, I won't hurt you," the brunette giggled. "Okay, maybe it'll hurt a little." After a moment, she pulled the mask off his face and connected their lips in a kiss.

The Doctor placed his hands on her hips and pulled her closer. He gently pushed her against the desk, still not breaking the kiss. Lisa's hands slid under his shirt. He hissed as he felt her cold fingers brush the sensitive spots on his skin.

"Not so fast Dottore," she slipped her hands from under his shirt then grabbed his harness and pulled him closer. "Today we play as I want," she got up from the desk and then dragged him towards his bedroom.

When the door closed behind them, Lisa pushed Dottore onto the bed. The man bit his lower lip in excitement.

"Get undressed, I have something else to prepare," Lisa walked over to the nightstand next to the bed.

"I'd rather you undress me, Lisa~" The Doctor put the mask aside.

"What an impatient boy. You have to do it yourself today," the brunette opened a drawer and pushed aside a pair of harnesses.

Dottore, on the other hand, slowly began to unbutton his shirt. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at what Lisa was up to.

His eyes widened slightly when he saw that the brunette was holding a fake strap-on. It wasn't the first time they used a dildo. After all, Lisa loved having Dottore under complete control.

After a moment he took off his shirt. There was a bulge in his pants. Lisa placed a fake strap-on on the bed next to a small bottle of lube.

"Now be a good boy or you will be punished," Lisa sat on the man's lap as his penis twitched. The doctor can't stand the wait. He connected their lips in a passionate kiss and then slid the corset off her body. His fingers began to roam over her body. He tried to take off her underwear but immediately drew his hands back when he felt a gentle slap against the back of his body.

"What did I say, Dottore? You are a very naughty boy. Don't you think you deserve to be punished?" Lisa got up from his lap. "Bend over and take off your pants." 

The man muttered something under his breath and did as he was told. The brunette gently stroked his back. The doctor grunted in satisfaction. But then Lisa's hand slapped him hard on the ass. Dottore hissed and dug his nails into the sheets.

"Count to ten and maybe I'll forgive you further punishment," Lisa slapped the man's ass again.

"One.." Dottore bit his lower lip.

Her hand met his skin again.

"Two..."

With more spankings, Dottore's fingers gripped the sheets so tightly that his fingertips turned white.

"Good boy" Lisa praised him. "You'll hold out for me a little longer, won't you?"

The Doctor just nodded. His skin was getting redder and redder, and a trickle of sweat ran down his neck.

"Nine... A-ah~ "

The last slap was so hard that the Doctor almost came. Pre-cum flowed from his penis, staining the clean sheets. Dottore was breathing heavily as if he had just run a marathon.

"Good boy, very good." Lisa gently brushed her fingers across his back. "You deserve a little reward, don't you think?" the brunette pushed him more onto the bed. She spread his legs, and Dottore muttered something under his breath. She grabbed a bottle of lubricant and poured some onto her fingers. Then she gently slipped two fingers into his anus. The man moaned in pleasure.

"Relax more darling. You're too tight and I don't want to hurt you," Lisa whispered in his ear. She was especially nice to him today.

The doctor just grunted and relaxed his muscles. Lisa pushed her fingers deeper, and Dottore moaned again, louder this time. The brunette smiled as she found his g-spot so quickly.

The man moved his hips wanting more and more pleasure. But Lisa wasn't going to give him pleasure that easily. She stuck out her fingers, which made him growl in displeasure.

"Lisa, I was fucking close" he turned his head and looked into her green eyes.

"Zandik you've been so loud lately," the green-eyed girl leaned closer and slipped a strap-on into his hole.

The man moaned louder than he expected. The toy was much larger than the previous ones they had used. He felt a slight pain as Lisa pushed it even deeper. He dug his nails into the sheets and whimpered.

"You're such a good boy, Zandik. So good to your mistress," Lisa placed soft kisses on the back of his neck.

" A-ah~ Mommy~ " Dottore moaned softly and immediately bit his lower lip as he realized what he had just said.

"Oh? I didn't know you had a mommy kink, Zandik," the brunette laughed softly and gently brushed his chest digging her nails deeper into the skin near his sensitive nipples.

"I don't have a mommy kink!" growled Dottore, then turned his head to Lisa. However, when the girl thrust harder, the man moaned louder than before.

" Mommy, I'm begging you harder... Please don't stop~!" Dottore threw his head back in delight.

Lisa's hand slapped his ass again. They had barely started when the Second Harbinger had tears in his eyes from overstimulation. The dildo is so deep that Dottore feels the tip hit his g-spot. His moans and pleas for more are getting louder. Lisa is sure the guards can hear him even from a distance. She knew no one would question that unless someone had a death wish and wanted to become another lab rat. It will be worse when the other Harbingers hear it. They won't let the Doctor off that easily. They'll be teasing him for a couple of weeks.

" Mommy please fuck me harder~! " Dottore groaned as tears ran down his cheeks. Lisa pinned the man to the bed and began to move harder and faster. She wiped the tears from his cheeks and started kissing the back of his neck.

"Good boy," she purred praising him.

"Lisa... I'm close..." he moaned and tightened his fingers on the pillow.

The green-eyed woman slipped her hand between his legs and started stroking his cock. Shivers ran down his spine. His legs were trembling slightly. He wasn't sure if he could last even a minute.

"Cum for me, Dottore. You deserve it," Lisa sped up her movements.

Harbinger finally came moaning her name loudly. His cum stained the clean sheets. The man collapsed on the bed from exhaustion. He was breathing heavily and single tears ran down his cheeks. Lisa slowly slid the fake strap-on out of him. She put the toy aside and stroked Dottore's hair.

"Honey, get up, I have to clean the sheets," she wiped the tears from his cheeks.

"Not now..." he muttered before dropping the sheets to the floor. He pulled Lisa closer so that he could snuggle into her bare chest. The brunette smiled under her breath and started stroking his back. When Dottore wanted love and attention, he acted like a puppy.

"Tell anyone I called you mommy and you'll be my next lab rat," he murmured, snuggling against her bare breasts.