Everyone was packed up for their small cabin vacation. Neuvillette and Wriothesley were heading up first then Clorinde and Navia the next day. It was a modern, secluded cabin right on the lake. There was a hot tub on the back patio overlooking the beautiful field and water. There was a small private beach and even better, the nearest neighbor was a half mile away.
Wriothesley had just packed the final bag in the car. Clorinde asked the boys to take a majority of the food and drinks since they were staying with Navia's brothers tonight. Neuvillette was finishing moving everything to one side of their room so the construction could go without a hitch.
It was a long drive up to the cabin. By the time the boys arrived, it was only an hour away from sunset. Thankfully that was enough time to get the car unpacked and explore the area a little. Wriothesley felt his back pocket to confirm that the item he needed was still there.
The two brought their bags and cooler into the beautiful cabin. It was a very simple set up. The entrance of the cabin led to the living room and kitchen area. There was a small hallway that had a room on each side then a bathroom in the middle. Neuvillette chose the room that had the sliding glass door leading onto the back patio. It had a perfect view of the water. There was another sliding glass door by the kitchen so they didn't always have to enter through the bedroom.
"Do you want to go look at the lake?" Wriothesley asked. "I can see you staring at it."
"Yes!" Neuvillette smiled. "I really like the water and it's so crystal clear up here."
Wriothesley took his hand and led them out to the back door. Neuvillette moved quickly towards the small private beach. The water was calm, gently lapping at the shoreline. The coastline was filled with trees and wildflowers. Neuvillette noticed a small group of deer on a nearby beach line. It was so peaceful… truly magical.
He turned around to find his boyfriend. Why wasn't he beside him anymore? He didn't notice him immediately but when he did, his whole body flushed with heat. Wriothesley was kneeling down on one knee in front of him, a little black box holding a silver and aquamarine ring.
"Neuvillette, you're my best friend in the world. My happiest memories have you in it and I want that to continue for the rest of my life. Would you make me the happiest man in the world and be my husband?" Wriothesley smiled warmly at his partner.
Neuvillette's brain was in overdrive. Of course Wriothesley had said previously this was going to happen but this was perfect. It was just them, in a romantic location, by the water. The ring was perfect for him. His voice died in his throat the first couple of times.
"Of course I will." He finally got out. "I would love to marry you Wriothesley." The dark haired man jumped up and kissed the light haired man passionately. Neuvillette wrapped his arms around his boyfriend, no his fiance, and pulled him closer. Wriothesley broke the kiss only to put the ring on Neuvillette's finger. It fit like it was made specifically for him.
The two sat in the sand on the beach, watching the sun set and exchanging kisses and touches. It was truly a perfect paradise. When the sun set, Wriothesley pulled Neuvillette into their bedroom for the week. He urged his partner to sit on the bed while he closed the bedroom shades and made sure the house was locked up for the evening. When Wriothesley returned, Neuvillette was naked on the bed, ready and waiting for him.
Wriothesley licked his lips at the sight of his fiance. He looked delicious waiting there for him. He groaned when he noticed he was getting hard just by being stared down. Wriothesley quickly pulled off his shirt and pushed his lover back on the bed.
"You comfortable?" Wriothesley groaned, kissing the other man's neck. "Because you're going to be buried in these pillows for a while."
"Is that so?" Neuvillette smirked, gasping as the other man suckled his neck. That definitely left a mark.
"Baby you're my world. I want to make sure you know it tonight. I want to treat you like a king. I want you to feel so good that the only thing you can moan is my name." Wriothesley nipped lovingly at the other side of his neck.
"Wrio…" Neuvillette panted. "Please…"
Wriothesley got to work pleasing his partner. He left a few more love bites across his lover's neck and shoulders before moving down to kiss his chest. He left a few more hickeys before sucking on one of his nipples. Neuvillette moaned, arching his chest into the sucking. Wriothesley made sure to give the same treatment to the other nipple.
The dominant man kissed down his chest to his stomach before stopping right before his member. He pushed Neuvillette's legs to his chest so he had a full view of his twitching entrance and dripping cock. The sight was so erotic that Wriothesley had to adjust his own pants. He quickly unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, giving his throbbing cock some relief from the constraint.
"Wrio…" Neuvillette moaned. "Please touch me… something… I'm aching for you." He begged as his dick twitched.
Wriothesley groaned at his begging partner before licking a stripe up from his entrance to his balls, up his shaft and to the tip. He eagerly took it into his mouth, making the bottom man cry out in pleasure. His mouth was so warm and wet, it drove Neuvillette crazy.
Wriothesley sucked on the hard member, taking it all the way into his mouth and swallowing around it. Neuvillette's hands flew to Wriothesley's hair, gripping it tightly. The stinging from his scalp made Wriothesley's cock twitch. The dark haired man reached down and palmed his own erection, making him moan around the other's cock. He moved to sucking the tip, licking at the leaking slit.
"Honey… baby…" Neuvillette moaned. His legs wrapped around his lover's head, trapping him between his legs. "I'm going to cum soon please! Keep sucking me! Your mouth feels so good… shit… ah!"
Wriothesley's tongue circled around his leaking tip. He went to work taking it out of his mouth and instantly moving it back into his throat. The feeling of the tight, wet heat made Neuvillette see stars. It wasn't long before he finished, releasing his seed into Wriothesley's mouth. He panted as he let go of his hair. His legs relaxed, letting his boyfriend free from between his legs.
But Wriothesley was far from done. He adjusted himself so he could check on his partner. He brushed his hair out of his eyes and peppered kisses along his face.
"Baby? You still with me?" Wriothesley chuckled.
"Y-yes…" Neuvillette panted. "That felt so good… you are talented at giving head."
"Oh just wait… I'm far from done." He smirked as he licked up his neck. "Think you can keep going? I have plans for you."
"Yes!" Neuvillette groaned, his member already coming back to life. His stamina was high when it came to Wriothesley. It took very little to get him hot and bothered.
Wriothesley gently positioned his fiance so he was on his hands and knees, ass in the air. He groaned at the sight of Neuvillette's hardening cock and empty entrance. But first he needed to mark his territory. He felt Neuvillette's plush and plump ass. The soft touches made the other man moan softly into the pillow. Wriothesley spread his cheeks and groaned as he watched his lover's entrance twitch in want.
"Don't worry baby… I'll take good care of this needy hole." Wriothesley groaned seductively. He leaned down and gave a trial lick to the others entrance.
"Wriothesley!" Neuvillette moaned into the pillow loudly.
"Did you like that?" Wriothesley smirked. The other nodded vigorously, wiggling his hips in want. That was all the encouragement Wriothesley needed.
He went back to work, spreading open his cheeks and licking at his entrance. His tongue circled the tight ring of muscle, prodding at it for entrance. Neuvillette moaned at every swipe of his fiance's tongue. His length was already leaking even though he had just came. He felt one of the hands remove from his ass cheek and move towards his entrance.
The tongue disappeared and was replaced by a thick finger breaching him. Neuvillette moaned loudly as one of Wriothesley's fingers finally penetrated him. Even with one finger, he felt so full. The dark haired man worked diligently to ply open the tight entrance, adding a second finger shortly after. He continuously curled them down into his prostate. Neuvillette was losing his mind in the pleasure. His arms and legs were shaking, threatening to give out beneath him.
The thick digits were busy scissoring open his entrance when Neuvillette felt a soft suckle on one of his cheeks. Wriothesley continued to leave small hickeys all along his ass, lower back and thighs. Each bite made Wriothesley a little closer to the edge. He felt himself being truly lost in pleasure with his fiance. His body was acting on its own to pleasure the bottom man.
The fingers pulled out of the entrance, making Neuvillette whine in need. He wiggled his ass, making Wriothesley groan and spank it. The moan that left Neuvillette's lips was simply sinful. Oh Wriothesley couldn't take it anymore.
"Do you want me to put on a condom baby?" Wriothesley asked, finally pulling off his pants and boxers. He sighed in relief as his aching cock was freed. He gave it a few strokes just to take off the edge, head tilting back in pleasure.
"No Wriothesley…" Neuvillette whimpered. "Want all of you… fill me… breed your fiance."
Those words broke Wriothesley. It hit a cord that led straight to his cock. He adjusted his lover's hips to line up with his cock and pushed all the way to the root in a fluid motion.
"Holy fuck…" Wriothesley moaned. "You're so tight… shit baby I may not last as long as I'd like to tonight." He squeezed his lover's hips.
"Please fuck me…" Neuvillette begged. "You fill me to the brim, I need friction now!"
Wriothesley wasn't one to deny what his fiance wanted. He pulled his hips back and thrusted back in, making the other man practically scream in pleasure. This angle was more intense than he was used to. His insides felt like they were at capacity. It was a pleasure that Neuvillette was fully addicted to.
Each sharp snap of Wriothesley's hips made Neuvillette keen in pleasure. His arms had given out on him shortly after he was penetrated. It was just too good. Neuvillette couldn't think of anything but more… more friction… deeper… harder!
Wriothesley did his best to last as long as possible. He loved the feeling of Neuvillette's hot hole wrapped around his cock. He was so deep inside him. He felt his lover tighten as he got closer to the edge.
"Close!" Neuvillette panted. "Please keep going! Just like that! Oh!" Wriothesley had reached down and ran his hand from the base of his skull to the roots of his hair. He gently grabbed a fist full of the white and blue locks and pulled, just enough to give Neuvillette a jerk. It must have hit a cord with the bottom man as he came, never touching his member.
Neuvillette's entrance tightened around the other as he finished. But Wriothesley wasn't done. "Just a little more…" He panted as he thrust into the impossibly tight heat. He was so close to his own orgasm. Neuvillette shook and moaned at every thrust, overstimulated and his own orgasm was extended.
Wriothesley finally finished, filling the greedy entrance with his hot semen. He jerked his hips as he rode out his orgasm. He finally let go of Neuvillette's hips and pulled out of the sensitive entrance slowly. Wriothesley helped Neuvillette to be on his back.
He finally got to see his handiwork. Neuvillette had countless hickeys all over his body. There were hand imprints on his hips from his punishing grip. Neuvillette looked absolutely punch drunk from his back to back orgasms. Wriothesley worked quickly on cleaning up, wanting his fiance to be as comfortable as possible. He leaned down after, kissing him softly.
"Baby? Neuvi? Are you with me still? Did I go too hard?" Wriothesley asked, concerned his partner hasnt said anything in a better part of 5 minutes.
"Mm…" Neuvillette groaned slightly. "Baby I've never been better…" He smiled softly. "I just… need a moment…"
Wriothesley smiled back and gently rubbed circles into his sides and peppered kisses all along his neck and face. He just loved this man so much. It was a feeling he wasn't sure how to put into words. This man below him was the most important thing in his life. He would do anything for him. And soon they would be married.
Neuvillette slowly came to and kissed Wriothesley back. They took a quick shower together, filled with kisses and small loving touches. It all felt like a dream to both of them. While Neuvillette brushed out his hair and got dressed, Wriothesley changed their sheets so it would be fresh for their sleep.
"Wow, thank you." Neuvillette smiled as he came into the room. "I didn't expect you to change the sheets."
"I didn't want you to have to sleep in jizz." Wriothesley joked. He pulled on some pajama bottoms quickly before taking his place in bed. Neuvillette joined him and curled up against Wriothesley.
"Baby can I ask some things?" Neuvillette asked gently. "I'm sorry if they ruin the mood…"
"They won't, I promise you." He kissed the top of Neuvillette's head. "You're going to be my husband. I want to answer anything you want to know."
"Would you ever want to bottom?" Neuvillette asked. Wriothesley tensed a little.
"Maybe in the future…" He said. "I trust you enough that I would but unfortunately it's a little complicated for me."
"Prison or from before…?" Neuvillette followed up.
"Both." Wriothesley was deciding how much he was willing to say right now. "Partly because of my past sexual abuse but probably not in ways you think. I'm not really ready to talk about all of that… I'm not sure if you want to know honestly. But also prison I had to bottom not so consensually. Like I said, maybe in the future but I need a little more time on it."
"Honey." Neuvillette tilted his fiance's head so they were looking eye to eye. "You never have to if you don't want to. I am content being the bottom. I never want to put you in situations that bring up trauma."
"You're not, I promise. It's okay… I will work through everything eventually. Maybe we can try small steps in the future and go from there." Wriothesley kissed him softly. "I'm safe with you and I know that."
"May I ask something else?" Neuvillette asked. Wriothesley nodded. "You and Clorinde grew up here?"
"Not quite here but close." Wriothesley said. "Next town to the east… maybe 10 miles from here? It's a small little village. Not much more than a school, a store, a gas station and a post office. Mostly farms… Clorinde moved to the city where we live now shortly after I went to jail. It was closer to me for visitation. Her parents didn't want me to be all alone there so with them closer, they could visit more often."
"Is…" Neuvillette bit his lip, unsure if he should ask. "Is the house still there…?"
"Yes." Wriothesley said. "And yes, Clorinde asked if I wanted to go see it again… I said no."
"I'm so sorry Wrio I didn't…" Neuvillette seemed to tear up.
"No baby, not because of what you think." Wriothesley sat up and brushed his partner's hair back. "I'm not ready to go back in. Clorinde's parents bought the house. It is almost exactly how the police left it. It's only been entered once or twice to collect evidence. I want to wait to go back in for that purpose… evidence. Maybe something is in there that was missed that will lead me to Rina…"
"I'm sorry… I always feel terrible for bringing up these memories for you but my curiosity gets the better of me sometimes…" Neuvillette sniffled.
"It's okay baby." Wriothesley smiled. "I understand why you are curious. I don't blame you. I'm happy to say whatever I can. I told you… I'm safe with you."
"Can I tell you something about me to negate these feelings?" Neuvillette asked.
"Absolutely baby." Wriothesley kissed his forehead gently. "Tell me."
"My parents aren't actually my parents." Neuvillette admitted. The other man raised a brow. "My birth parents died when i was 4 or 5. Car accident on their date night. My parents I lived with are actually my aunt and uncle. I love them like parents… but they're not my birth parents, that's why we look nothing alike." He smiled at his fiance. "They know who you are… they saw the press conference. They would love to meet you but never forced it because they figured you would be very uncomfortable around parental figures."
"I'd love to meet them." Wriothesley chuckled. "I'm uncomfortable around people like MY parents. Loving parents are different. I lived with Clorindes family after all and they visited me almost daily in prison."
"It wasn't an issue I wanted to push in case." Neuvillette admitted. "Maybe once we are back home we can have dinner with them? Tell them we are engaged?"
"That would be great. Hopefully they like me." Wriothesley smiled sheepishly.
"I assure you they will honey." Neuvillette kissed him to reassure. He ran a gentle hand over the new scar on his face from their attack at the movie theater. "Are you feeling okay? It's only been a few weeks since surgery and you just did a lot of physical activities."
"Yeah I'm fine. Definitely not ready to lift heavy weights or go on a 10 mile hike but I am good to go otherwise." Wriothesley smiled. He leaned into the soft touch.
The boys fell asleep shortly after, curled up together. The next morning was a lazy one of Wriothesley trying his best to help with breakfast but settling for just admiring his fiance across the counter. They were unsure when the girls were going to arrive or what the plans for the day were.
The girls arrived around 2pm, Navia running into the cabin excited to see their vacation home. Clorinde followed shortly behind, giving Wriothesley a knowing look. She smirked when he gave a thumbs up. She wondered how long it would take Navia to notice…
Wriothesley helped bring the girls' bags inside. Navia did NOT travel light. Once all the bags were dragged inside, Clorinde asked Wriothesley if he would be willing to cut some firewood for their bonfire later. He agreed, knowing he was the one most adept to do it. He got to work splitting firewood in the back and stacking it around the fire pit.
"Erm Navia?" Neuvillette asked, stepping onto the back patio. "What are you watching?"
"The show." She smirked. She pointed down to shirtless Wriothesley swinging the ax to split wood. Neuvilllette's face flushed the moment he followed her gaze. Yeah… that definitely is a good show to watch.
"So this is what we are doing?" Clorinde asked, joining the two outside. "Watching our friend cut wood?"
"Clorinde I know you grew up with him sweetie but how can you not think that beefcake is hot right now?" Navia raised a brow. "I know you like men too."
"I could never." Clorinde sighed. "In no way, shape, or form my type."
"You guys know I can hear you right?" Wriothesley called, wiping sweat from his face with his shirt. "I love you Navia but I am a happily engaged gay man."
"WHAT?!" Navia jumped up from her chair and grabbed Neuvillette's hand. "Congratulations guys! Oh goodness there's so much to plan!"
"We most likely are just going to the court house Navia." Neuvillette smiled. "We can do all the fun planning for you and Clorinde." This caused the purple haired girl to blush heavily.
Wriothesley joined them on the deck shortly after. "Now you know why Neuvillette looks like he was mauled by a suckerfish. It was me, the suckerfish."
"That makes more sense. I thought it was an allergic reaction to something or got eaten by mosquitos last night." Navia shrugged. "I'm off my game today."
"It's okay, we can make up for it later." Clorinde laughed. "We brought some treats, come inside." She led the group inside and showed them the two bottles of wine they had brought on the trip.
"It's all yours guys." Wriothesley smiled. "I'm going to jump in the shower and then we can start dinner or whatever." he disappeared into the bathroom.
The group spent some time making dinner together. The girls opened the first bottle and poured 3 glasses, one for each of them and Neuvillette. Wriothesley didn't want to risk a surprise test from his parole officer even if it would be out of his system by the time he got back into town. The sun began to set once the kitchen was cleaned and so were the first glasses of wine.
"Oh I have an idea!" Navia cheered. "Why don't we watch the sunset from the hot tub?"
"That sounds lovely." Neuvillette agreed. The dark haired man agreed, leaving Clorinde to follow her girlfriend back to their bedroom to change. The boys entered their room shortly after.
Wriothesley noticed that his partner's face was flushed. He raised a brow when he stumbled a small bit while trying to pull his swim shorts on. "Baby come here." he smiled. The other man approached and hugged his fiance.
"Hi sweetheart." Neuvillette practically purred.
"Is this your first time drinking?" Wriothesley asked.
"...Maybe…" He snickered.
"You may be a bit of a light weight." Wriothesley kissed his forehead. "It's okay, I'll keep an eye on you."
"Thank you." Neuvillette nuzzled his fiance's neck softly. "Are you wearing a shirt in the hot tub?"
"Er no?" Wriothesley blinked. "I was literally shirtless 2 hours ago cutting wood. I don't need to cover myself around you guys do I?"
"Absolutely not. I just wanted to make sure I got to stare." Neuvillette winked. Oh this tipsy side of Neuvillette was going to be the death of Wriothesley. He was just the right amount of adorable and flirtatious. "Although I do get jealous when the girls stare."
"No need to be baby." Wriothesley kissed him teasingly. "There's a reason that ring is on your hand. Do I need to prove it again tonight?"
"I may take you up on that." Neuvillette smirked, licking at his partner's neck. "But first let's go watch the sunset."
Wriothesley quickly changed into his swim trunks and was led outside onto the back patio. They had managed to beat the girls getting ready so the larger man went ahead and prepared the hot tub for them. The girls joined shortly after, each carrying 2 glasses. Navia handed another glass of wine to Neuvillette and Clorinde handed Wriothesley a glass of ice tea. The group clamored into the hot tub and enjoyed the warmth and laughter as the sun set.
"Okay, okay!" Navia laughed, trying to get the group to listen to her. "I know we are all close but I feel like we know more about our partners, which is fine, than we do as a whole group. Why don't we play a little game?"
"What are you thinking?" Clorinde asked.
"We each get to ask a question and we all respond! For example, I'd ask a question, everyone would answer around the circle then the person on my left would go next." Navia explained. "Of course if a question is flat out too personal you don't need to answer it."
"I appreciate that Navia but you guys are my family." Wriothesley smiled. "I just dont wanna ruin your guys' buzz."
"Nonsense!" Navia laughed. The other two cheered their glasses in agreement.
"Navia, would you like to start?" Neuvillette asked.
"Lets see… I know this isn't ideal to start with but I'm curious about Neuvillette's situation." Navia tapped her chin. "Parental situation? My papa passed away around 2 years ago and mama passed when i was little. I just have you guys and my brothers left."
"Both my mother and father are overseas in Inazuma running several businesses. They actually should be home to visit next month a few days before classes start." Clorinde said.
"Both dead and buried somewhere." Wriothesley shrugged. He honestly had no idea where nor did he care where they were buried.
"My birth parents passed away when I was young. I was raised by my aunt and uncle who are like my parents." Neuvillette smiled.
"Okay Clorinde your turn!" Navia clapped.
"Oh um… body count? How many partners you've had?" Clorinde asked. "My answer is 3."
"Oh god." Wriothesley groaned. "Um… that one's hard for me. A lot."
"One." Neuvillette coughed with a blush.
"Oh!" Navia grinned. "Just Wriothesley huh?" The light haired man nodded with a blush. "My answer is 2. Wriothesley you're next!"
"Sexual identifications?" Wriothesley asked. "It can be a little hard to tell given we are two same sex couples. I am a gay man obviously."
"Demisexual." Neuvillette admitted to the girls.
"Bisexual!" Navia smiled.
"Pansexual." Clorinde reported. "Neuvillette, I believe it's your turn."
"Favorite activities?" Neuvillette asked. "I enjoy swimming and writing."
"Crocheting and listening to murder mystery stories." Navia said.
"Going to the shooting range and running." Clorinde said.
"Boxing and drawing." Wriothesley smiled.
The group continued for a few more rounds, getting to know each other as the sun set. They had been through so much together, it was almost like these small facts took the back burner to the main things that brought them together as a group. Long after sunset, they got out of the hot tub. All the wine from the first bottle was gone and Navia was eagerly opening the second.
"I forgot to put my hair up." Neuvillette whined.
"Why don't you go take a shower baby? I'll wait out here for you and then we can go lay down." Wriothesley smiled. "I'll even go warm it up for you."
The light haired man happily agreed, slightly too inebriated to figure out the shower. He definitely was a lightweight. Wriothesley warmed the shower for him and made sure he was okay in there, even bringing him his pajamas.
Neuvillette enjoyed his warm shower, washing the chlorine from the hot tub off his body and hair. He felt slightly more sober after as well. He noticed his pajamas carefully placed on the counter and smiled. His fiance was truly so caring. He changed as quickly as his tipsy self would allow and went back out to the living room.
He saw his fiance on the couch and came over. Wriothesley was reading a book on the couch but the girls had sloppily fallen onto the couch, kissing. Clorinde was currently laying with her head in Wriothesley's lap with Navia on top of her making out. Wriothesley seemed not to even notice them. The sight made Neuvillette blush slightly and clear his throat.
"How was your shower baby?" Wriothesley said, marking the page in the book and looking up at him.
"It was fine but what is happening…?" He asked.
"I was sitting here, reading. They decided to drink more wine and started kissing and never realized I was here I think." Wriothesley explained.
"If it makes you feel any better, Neuvillette." Clorinde said, panting a bit while Navia kissed her neck. "There's not even a wiggle."
Neuvillette blushed heavily at that fact. "Well there's no fooling his member." He laughed awkwardly. Wriothesley got himself free from under the girls.
"Try not to be too loud tonight okay?" Wriothesley laughed before pulling Neuvillette to bed. He kissed him softly. "I'm going to go lock up the house and I'll be right back to cuddle you okay?" The light haired man nodded in response. Wriothesley got to work making sure all doors were locked and returned to the bedroom.
Neuvillette was lying in bed, trying to pull the blankets over him when Wriothesley reentered the room. He made a happy sound before motioning for the other man to join him in bed. Who was Wriothesley to deny what he wanted? He crawled into bed next to his fiance and covered him up.
"I love you Neuvi." Wriothesley said, kissing his forehead gently. The other smiled and laid his head on Wriothesley's chest, practically purring as he fell asleep. The lamp was shut off and Wriothesley joined his partner in dream land.
Cold. The bed was cold. Where was his fiance? Ow… why did his head hurt? Oh yeah he had some wine with the girls last night and forgot to drink any water with it. He opened his eyes and looked at the clock. Barely 7am… where was Wriothesley anyway?
Neuvillette sat up and noticed a glass of water with two ibuprofen pills on his bedside. He smiled warmly as he knew his partner was prepared for this. Once the meds were taken, he noticed the patio door in their bedroom slightly cracked. He stepped onto the patio to see his partner reading in a deck chair.
"Morning sweetheart." Neuvillette said sleepily as he stepped out.
"Oh good morning baby." Wriothesley smiled, closing his book. "How are you feeling?"
"I appreciate the medicine." He chuckled. "What got you out of bed so early?"
"I just wanted to enjoy the sunrise and read was all. I was too awake to lay in bed anymore." Wriothesley shrugged. "The girls won't be up for a while if you want to sleep more."
"No…I want to be up with you. Maybe I can go find a blanket and we can sit on the beach?" Neuvillette suggested.
"Say no more." Wriothesley got out of his chair and quickly went back inside. He pulled an extra blanket from the closet and led his partner to the beach. They laid on the beach talking until the girls woke up close to the afternoon. They both had slight hangovers, but Wriothesley had done the same to make sure they had meds and water.
"So what's the plan for today?" Wriothesley asked, sipping a hot cup of tea at the kitchen counter.
"Give Navia and I another hour to wake up and hydrate." Clorinde sighed. "But maybe the farmers market in town? They are open until the evening time. Maybe we can find some fresh veggies for dinner or fresh fruit to snack on?"
"That sounds lovely." Neuvillette smiled. "Take your time getting ready girls."
The two groups slowly got ready to head into town, Clorinde happy to drive them once she was more awake and less hungover. The farmers market was huge for this little town! It was of course very well known across all of Fontaine. Many people traveled just to see and shop at it. There was a large outdoor area filled with fresh fruits, veggies and meats. The indoor area had bakeries, jewelry shops, fresh food and entertainment. It was simply incredible.
The group did their best to stick together, wanting to pick out things together. Navia had spotted a jewelry stand just inside the market and told her friends and partner she would be back in a moment. She wanted to buy a gift for Clorinde.
The market wasn't super busy, most of the crowd leaving since it was later in the day. Wriothesley was helping Clorinde pick out some ingredients for dinner. She wanted to make some sort of stew dish and knew he was the pickiest eater among them. Neuvillette was following along, just happy to hold hands with his partner and shop along. Clorinde had just paid for a bundle of vegetables when someone yelled towards them.
"Wriothesley? Is that you?! Oh goodness and Clorinde too!" An older woman's voice called. Neuvillette felt his partner completely freeze. He turned to see an older woman in her early 60s. It seemed out of place… Wriothesley didn't have family left besides the people he was with and his sister. This definitely wasn't her.
Clorinde turned around and her eyes widened. She protectively got in front of the hulking man, coming between the two. "How did you recognize him? Why are you here?" She glared.
"This is the main shopping for our little town now. You'd know if you ever came to visit sweetpea." The old lady sighed. "I had no idea you got released! You grew up to be so handsome Wriothesley. Your mama would be so proud." She reached towards his face but Clorinde slapped her hand away.
"Why the fuck do you think it is okay to touch him?" Clorinde hissed.
"Oh honey there's no need to act like I'm an enemy." The lady pouted.
Wriothesley was speechless. Not her. Not now. Not on this trip. His mind was trying to betray him into a flashback. He couldn't move a muscle, frozen in sheer terror. Why was he afraid of a 4'10 old lady?
"Ahem…" Neuvillette said, stepping forward. "If I may ask you to leave ma'am but you're clearly making my fiance uncomfortable."
"Fiance?" She raised a brow. "No, it's not possible you're a man."
"Um yes ma'am I am, however that doesn't mean anything right now. You need to listen to my friend and leave us alone." Neuvillette tried his best to be polite. "Sweetheart?" He turned around when he felt Wriothesley start to shake.
"No…" Wriothesley finally got a word out. "Why are you here? Who said you could approach me? I have a restraining order…" He tried to calm his breathing. He couldn't have a full blown panic attack in public.
"Oh baby boy." She tried to get past the two in front of Wriothesley. "That's a silly piece of paper. They don't know how much I loved and took care of you growing up."
"You didn't take care of him!" Clorinde growled. "You fucking predetor. Now back away! Neuvillette please go get Navia. We are leaving NOW."
Neuvillette nodded, going quickly to get Navia. He didn't fully understand the situation, not yet at least. She had finished purchasing some items and practically ran into the white haired man. He explained as quickly as he could and grabbed her hand. They returned to see a small crowd forming from the commotion. Shit that was going to make Wriothesley's anxiety worse…
The old woman was smiling and trying to take the man's hand. He was shaking. Neuvillette had never seen his partner so scared before. This was bad. This was something much different.
"What's going on?" Navia asked, approaching her girlfriend and the old woman. "Who are you?"
"I'm Ms. J!" The old woman smiled. "I knew Wriothesley's parents and helped take care of him as a child."
"You did no such thing!" Clorinde said. "Come on guys, we are leaving." She grabbed Wriothesley's hand to pull him away but Ms.J grabbed the other. Wriothesley groaned in pain like it burned when she touched him. He did his best to rip his hand free from the woman.
"Get away from me!" He practically snarled. "You can't touch me anymore. You can't assault me, I'm a grown ass man. What you did to me…" He took a shaky breath, pushing down the rising bile. "What kind of person touches and grooms a 6 year old child!? What kind of fucked up person teaches a boy about sex from at age 8?!" Tears were streaming down his face. "I could take the torture. I could take any burn, beating or cut. But what you did I will NEVER recover from."
Clorinde whipped around, realizing her friend was going to enter a catatonic state if she didn't intervene. She knew the others didn't know enough of the situation to help. She did something risky but needed to take action. She grabbed the collar of the short old woman and ripped her away from Wriothesley.
"The only reason you are still alive is because you weren't worth the bullet to him." Clorinde said with such venom that even she winced internally. "You come near my family again, there will be hell to pay. Count. On. it." She tossed the old woman to the ground and motioned for the others to help escort Wriothesley away. They quickly ran to the car while a crowd formed around the fallen old lady.
Neuvillette made sure his partner made it in the car and buckled him in. Clorinde practically peeled out of the parking lot towards the cabin. She made it home in record time and slammed the car in park. It took all three of them to get the large man inside. Clorinde urged them to take him to his bed. He retreated into himself…
Wriothesley's mind was completely swarmed with negative thoughts. He remembered the past… he remembered his moms friend coming over for the first time. He remembered being forced to sit in her lap. He remembered it started as soft touches and moved on to much, much more. He wanted none of it… he was a child!
He was able to leave the swamp of horrors in his head for a moment when he heard his fiance calling out to him. He looked up at his loving partner and the flood gates opened. "Im so sorry…" He mumbled. "Shit I'm an adult… why am…" He tried to stop crying but it made it worse the more he did. "Why did I have to ruin this trip…"
"Gosh honey you didn't." Navia said, holding onto his hand. "In no way did you ruin anything."
"You didn't ruin anything sweetheart." Neuvillette gently wiped his tears off his face with a tissue.
"I'm so sorry I couldn't protect you Wrio." Clorinde said softly. "I promise you are safe now. Please… don't retreat too far into your head. We are here."
"Im… okay…" He sniffled softly. "I'm just so tired… can… can i sleep?"
"Of course sweetheart." Neuvillette kissed him gently. "Do you want me to lay with you?"
"It's okay… I think it's time for Clorinde to explain what happened…" Wriothesley took a deep breath. "The file if they're ready, Rinde."
She nodded and kissed his forehead gently. She knew exactly what to do. Her and Navia took their leave, leaving the two boys alone. Neuvillette laid with Wriothesley until he was soundly asleep. He gently got out of bed and entered the living room. The girls were at the kitchen counter waiting for him to arrive.
"Let me start with this." Clorinde sighed. "I offered to tell his story if the day came that he couldn't tell it. I feel truly honored to be trusted to tell his story but I must warn you both… this is going to be a lot. It was for me when I learned everything."
"Can we start with who that lady was today?" Navia asked.
"That was Ms. J. She was his mothers best friend and would come over often. She was the primary groomer of both siblings. Her role was getting them used to being touched more or less." Clorinde explained. "It was really traumatic to Wriothesley. I will not disclose details of that as I feel it is not correct to talk about the sexual assault of our dearest friend and partner."
"Why didn't she get arrested?" Neuvillette asked.
"There was no proof. His parents were smart, unfortunately. So with no connection, only he said she said, there was nothing the police could do. We had a restraining order put into place so she couldn't even go near the jail he was housed at." Clorinde said. "Now I want to add this… please dont look at him differently after you learn this information. I hope this file helps drive you to find Rina as much as it did for me."
Clorinde slid the file in front of her forward to the others. The first thing in the file was a photo of Wriothesley as a child. The fear and neglect that radiated from that photo spoke volumes. She explained this was when he was arrested. He had a broken femur bone when he was arrested that required surgery to fix. He looked so small and afraid… no child deserved to look like that.
In the file were several photos pulled from the dark web of him. Auctions for hurting him. Auctions for a night alone with him. Auctions for torture essentially. There was a crime scene photo of the large safe in the house… his parents died with nearly 3 million dollars cash from the abuse of their children.
In the back of the file there was a photo of a young girl. She had long black and gray hair like Wriothesley and had the same sad eyes. She seemed frail but not the same haunted look as her brother. This was one of the last photos there was of Rina. Among the photos was her auction page. She sold for so much money to a man known as the Doctor. The next page was a grainy security camera shot of a teenage version of the same girl. The area was very unfamiliar around her but it was definitely the same girl.
"He was a victim. His parents never deserved to have such a wonderful son and daughter." Clorinde said, closing the file. "He was used for profit in a private snuff room his parents ran. His sister was the same. Rina is strong… I feel as if she is alive somewhere out there, just waiting for the day she can reunite with her brother. Those two were inseparable. They had to rely on each other to survive."
"I…" Navia couldn't hold it in anymore. She sobbed at the counter. Her friend had endured so much. He had so much pain and none of them could take it away and all she wanted in that moment was to take it away. Neuvillette rubbed soft circles into the crying girl's back.
"Clorinde…" Neuvillette said softly. "Are there photos of the house and crime scene? Maybe there's things the police missed."
"I don't want you to see him as a killer. Those photos are not important." Clorinde said. "I am the one who taught him how to pick a lock. I wanted him to use that skill to escape but I never knew they had 13 locks on every entrance to the house. Escape was never an option. So he used that skill to open the gun case. You don't need to see those photos until necessary for the case."
"I understand." Neuvillette closed his eyes. "He never was a killer. He is a survivor. I wish I would have never been so polite to that foul woman earlier."
"You didn't know…" Clorinde came over and dried her crying girlfriend's face. "You seem to be taking this well, Neuvillette."
"I am unsure how to process any of this. Honestly I only want to be in bed with him right now. It hurts not being able to heal him. I understand why he never felt normal however. That wasn't a normal way to grow up. I just want to take away his pain." Neuvillette explained.
"You do." Clorinde smiled. "You are the most important thing in his life. He would do anything for you without a second thought.."
"And I want to do the same for him. God I just love him so much… we will stop at nothing to find Rina and bring them back together." Neuvillette said. Navia nodded frantically in agreement, sniffling and drying her tears.
"I didn't mean to make you cry, Navi…" A voice said softly from the entryway. Wriothesley had woken up when he heard his beloved friend crying. Was he really worth crying over? The blonde girl got up from her seat and practically tackled Wriothesley into a hug.
"I just can't believe it." She sniffled. "Wriothesley, I'm so sorry. We'll find her. I promise you. We won't give up until she's home with us."
"I know." Wriothesley smiled weakly and hugged her back. Clorinde and Neuvillette joined the hug, making sure the dark haired man knew he was well loved. The group was quiet the rest of the evening, spending time comforting their friend and partner.
The next morning, Wriothesley escaped the warm nest that had become their bed at sunrise. The girls had insisted on all sleeping together. While it was a tight squeeze, it was so comforting to all of them to be close to each other. Wriothesley quietly sat on the back deck while watching the sun rise. He really wasn't sure how their relationships had all changed but he truly did love both Navia and Clorinde like partners. They all meant the world to him. He never would have imagined his life turning out his way, but he wouldn't trade it for the world.
The others slowly got out of bed once they realized the large warm man they had all cuddled around had left the nest. Clorinde made breakfast for everyone as she typically did, using the veggies they had made for omelets instead. Mid breakfast was when Wriothesley dropped a bomb that none of them expected.
"Let's go to the house today." He said. Clorinde damn near choked on her food.
"Are you sure…?" Neuvillette asked.
"Yes. Let's go look for clues on my sister's whereabouts." Wriothesley nodded. "I know of two hiding spots that the police never even looked at. I'm hoping there's clues there."
"Let's get ready to go then!" Navia said. "If there's clues then we will discover them!"
"Just be warned guys… there's still… stains…" Wriothesley admitted.
"There was no major clean up done. Only biohazards are cleaned up to make it safe." Clorinde nodded. "But it is safe to enter."
The group got ready to go. It wasn't long before Clorinde was pulling into a long narrow driveway. They followed it deep into a forested area to a large farm house. Nature had definitely reclaimed a lot of the driveway and yard but the house seemed preserved, almost immune to time. Wriothesley got out of the car, taking a deep breath. It did truly look the same.
Neuvillette ran a hand across his fiance's back. He was very nervous about him entering the house. "I'm here sweetheart… so are Clorinde and Navia. Just remember you're not alone in this." He gently reminded.
"I know. I will be okay. I'm doing my best to separate my mind from myself right now so I don't have walking flashbacks." Wriothesley smiled softly. "You guys stay close to me… don't wander off. I will guide you through the house."
Everyone agreed to those terms and Clorinde unlocked the front door. The house smelled musty, unopened for too long. But it truly was a time capsule. It looked the same as the day Wriothesley left here it felt like. The doorway opened into the living room, the kitchen directly to the left. The leader led them down the hallway in front of them to the staircase. He took a deep breath of stale air and walked up. The top of the stairs showed 4 doors, 3 bedrooms and a bathroom. He entered the door closest to the staircase.
It truly seemed like any little girls room. Stuffed animals, toys, posters and lots of clothes. This was Marina's room. It was still a small space… how was anything hidden in here? Wriothesley took a step into the room, almost in a dreamlike state.
"This was her room." He said. "Gosh all the memories in this space… it's a little hard, bear with me guys." he took a deep breath before approaching the large dresser with a large mirror on it. He gently pushed it aside to reveal a small vent in the floor. After the vent was lifted out of the hole in the floor he reached his hand down, cringing at the amount of cobwebs that was now coating his hand. It wasn't in vain though. He pulled out a small journal from the hole in the floor.
"A book?" Navia asked.
"Rina's journal." Clorinde said. "I recognize it. How did you know?"
"The vent is covered because it's a false vent." He motioned to the baseboard heat. "We used them to hide stuff all the time. I usually hid snacks down there but she hid her journal." Wriothesley quickly replaced the vent cover and moved the dresser back. He passed the journal to Clorinde.
They moved to the next room which was Wriothesley's room. He smiled fondly when he entered. There were toys, sketch books and dried paint from the last project he was working on as a child. This was his safe space as a kid.
"It wasn't all bad, you know." Wriothesley said, picking up an old sketch pad. "We still got toys and anything we needed or wanted. We went to school… had dinner as a family… some small vacations like camping. We only were… you know… used and abused maybe once a month? I know that's still not right but it's a common misconception. I wasn't tortured daily. I was still a normalish kid and went to school and had friends."
"We had sleepovers often." Clorinde smiled. "Rarely here. Rina and Wrio always came to my house."
"What was she like?" Navia asked.
"Sweet… kind hearted… gentle…" Clorinde said, undertones of sadness.
"Passionate about protecting her baby brother." Wriothesley smiled. "We were inseparable. I miss her so much."
They moved down the hall to the last bedroom. Wriothesley put his hand on the door handle but paused. He braced himself for what was behind this door. Clorinde put a hand on his shoulder and nodded, giving him the courage to twist the knob. The bedroom inside was missing a mattress, just a bedframe and large furniture left. There was dark staining along the wall by the headboard.
The large man was shaking slightly as he approached the bed. It was hard being in here… after all, the last time he was in here he took 2 lives. He shoved the bed frame aside and kneeled on the ground. Wriothesley knocked quietly on the floor before finding the correct board to force up. Underneath was a hollow area of floor with a huge folder inside. He gently took it out and opened it.
"Holy shit…" He murmured, standing up again. "I knew mama hid stuff under the bed but I didn't expect this."
"What is it?" Neuvillette asked.
"Their login information and bookkeeping from the snuff room." Wriothesley said. "Everything is here in black and white."
"We need to give this to Claude as soon as we return home." Clorinde said.
"Yeah maybe he can use it to locate the man who bought Rina." Wriothesley said. He moved the bed back where it was and the world felt wrong. He dropped the folder in Clorinde's hands and practically ran outside. The group followed shortly after out of concern. They found him out by the woodline, vomiting into a bush.
"Wriothesley!" Neuvillette came over and caught him just in time, Wriothesley beginning to fall to his knees. "What's wrong sweetheart?"
"Too much…" He panted. "Thought I could do it…"
"You did excellent Wrio." Clorinde came over and smiled. "I'm going to get everything locked up again and we will go back to the cabin okay?"
"You did great Wriothesley." Navia smiled and joined Neuvillette in holding him up. With their combined effort, the two moved Wriothesley back to the car and offered him some water.
Soon, the house was locked up again. Wriothesley wasn't sure when they arrived back at the cabin. His mind had betrayed him and was playing on repeat the events of his past. It started when his parents were sick of his complaints. He didn't want to be used like that anymore! So logically, his parents decided to try and cut his heart out in an attempt of one final video for him. He was saved by his sister, who received the punishment of being sold into only god knows what. It was his turn to be sold but much worse. He had to save himself… he had to find his sister… he had to save any child in foster care who would arrive at his not so loving household. Moving the bed and finding their logs was too much.
He came back to the real world when he felt his hands being moved in gentle hands. There were soft touches along his back and a warm, heavy body pressed against his side. He smiled softly at his family taking care of him. Navia was painting his nails with a dark gray color and light blue details. Clorinde was rubbing circles into his back and side comfortingly as she hummed a song. Neuvillette was curled against his side, almost asleep.
They noticed he was awake when Wriothesley started crying. He had no idea what he had done to deserve this much love. Was he worthy of it? Why did these incredible people take care of him when he couldn't take care of himself? They insisted he was worthy. They would do anything to show him he was.
The next day was back to reality. The cabin was cleaned up and the cars were packed to return to their normal lives. Clorinde had the evidence they had found in a special bag that would be turned over to Claude as soon as they could. Neuvillette worried that his partner did not speak the whole car ride home, just stared out the window.
The cars were unpacked and their home was returned to normal after the renovations. Wriothesley smiled at how much space he and his fiance had now. He sat on the bed and started working on a sketch, enjoying some quiet time to do some therapeutic work for himself.
"What are you drawing?" Neuvillette asked, setting a hot cup of tea next to his busy partner.
"What I imagine Marina would look like now. She'd be 21 now." He smiled softly. "I'm okay, Neuvi I promise."
"I just worry… you had a hard vacation and I just want to make sure you weren't locking us out." He admitted.
Wriothesley set down his sketch pad and took Neuvillette's left hand, playing with his ring a bit. "I wont retreat into myself again. I can't help the flashbacks unfortunately. It's just part of my PTSD. they're getting better however… shorter. I'm sorry youre marrying a man as messed up as me."
Neuvillette raised a brow before pushing Wriothesley back on the bed, pinning both hands to the bed. "I'm not sorry. I don't care if you think you're messed up or not worthy or a burden or whatever. You're none of those things. You're an incredible human being. Kind, intelligent, determined, sexy and brave." He leaned down and kissed the dark haired man passionately. "And I plan on spending the rest of my life with you, reminding you that you are perfect no matter what."
"You are incredible." Wriothesley smiled. "Thank you for accepting me wholly."
