Red and Black

Chapter Two

Your steps were much more steady as you walked down the hallway now. You didn't stumble or crash into the walls, and your head wasn't spinning anymore. You had whipped up a tea to help with an inevitable hangover, which ended up working beautifully. A smirk had claimed your lips as you strode down the hallway.

You may not have been as drunk as you were last night, but your desires were the same. You were thankful for Valerius' wine and the courage it had given you, it was about damn time you acted on them.

It wasn't a secret that you wanted Lucio. You always stole glances of him in meetings and in the dining room, always looked for an excuse to get close to him in the library, always hoped he saw the fondness for him lit up in your eyes. And now he knew... and it was reciprocated.

As you dressed yourself this morning, as you laced up your clothes, there was a brief moment of doubt where you wondered if you had imagined his response. But no, your body reacted with a warm shiver as you recalled how hard he was against your leg and how he groaned in surrender to his lust. Thinking about it now motivated you further, swaying your hips, the fabric of your dress floating as you now neared Lucio's door.

Your cheeks weren't flushed with embarrassment anymore, but instead with a deep desire for the Count, for your Count, the man who you had seen every day for the past year. You couldn't even estimate how many times you imagined this exact situation- standing outside Lucio's door, ready to declare exactly what you wanted from him.

Your shoulders relaxed as you knocked on his door, although you felt an anxious electricity running through you.

It was silent for a moment before you heard rustling and a soft mumbling coming from the other side of the wood. You knew Lucio would likely assume it would be another palace employee at the door, and you were soon proven correct as the door opened and Lucio looked at you with a raised brow. "You're not Henry," he said, voice still covered with a grumble of sleep. His eyes traveled down, admiring the red dress you had picked out specifically with him in mind.

You shook your head, "No, but you don't seem disappointed at the fact." You pushed the door open further, walking inside and leaving him in a pause of shock at the doorway. As he turned around, you had your hands folded in front of you. "You pushed me out so soon last night, we didn't get to touch on an important matter." You hummed, absolutely living for the expression on his face.

"No," he responded, shutting the door, "we did not. Though as I recall, you may have been too intoxicated to speak on it." Lucio came towards you, and similar to last night, you couldn't help but let your eyes take him in. His nightshirt was loose and lowly buttoned, and his hair was disheveled from the night. Whatever grogginess he had when he answered the door, it was gone now, and he was fully awake. Lucio moved to touch your hair, tucking it behind your ear.

You smiled at the touch but kept steady eye contact with him. As you took a step closer, he returned the favor. "Again, I do apologize," you said, "how highly unprofessional of me."

Lucio chuckled, leaning down closer to you, your lips now only inches apart. "I don't think that was the only unprofessional act, however."

"No?" You feigned innocence for a beat, "What else was done?" As you finished your question, your eyes were now filled with a dark lust, and for once you weren't just hoping he saw it- he returned it for you.

Lucio's lips crashed into yours, his hand clinging to your hair. His other arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer towards him. Through the thin fabric of his nightclothes, you could feel him entirely, but it wasn't close enough. Your hands quickly started unbuttoning his shirt open, and you sharply inhaled at the feeling of his warm chest.

He now kissed down your jaw, all the way down to your neck, acknowledging your soft moans with a firmer grip on you. "What else?" He echoed, his fingers now working on getting your dress off, "Which time are we referring to, Y/N? Because I've caught you many times... staring at me," he started pulling at the laces, "Sometimes I can practically hear your thoughts of how you want me to fuck you."

As you felt your dress loosen, you began to shrug out of it, careful not to stop Lucio kissing the newly exposed skin. In return, you started to slide his shirt off. You moaned as he bit at your collarbone. Out of breath, you were still able to say, "Then I trust you'll fuck me just as I have envisioned it."

Lucio looked up at you now, his face flushed as he panted, his mouth twisting into a smirk. "Lucky for you, I had all night to imagine it for myself." He pushed you onto his bed, kissing down your body, his hands running wildly over every inch of you. His mouth made your skin set fire, your hips rising in desperation for him to go lower, to kiss you there and finally cool your desire. But as he was teasing you, kissing up and down your legs and licking either side of your center, you knew that this desire was too strong to settle. When he finally let his tongue run flat against your clit, you let out a sharp gasp and moaned his name. "Fuck, Lucio!"

Lucio hummed against you, continuing the constant motion until your legs started to shake and you threw your head back. In a haze of bliss, you began to feel your orgasm rising inside you with a white-hot pressure. Your moans became more frequent, and you couldn't help but entangle your fingers in the blond hair below you. "L-Lucio... I- Gods." He continued, knowing to stop now would be a high crime, and licked you until you gave a sharp gasp and your eyes rolled back as you shook.

As you caught your breath, you opened your eyes to see Lucio now hovering above you, shoulders aligned. You could feel your heartbeat throughout your entire body, and he simply marveled at you as you recovered from your orgasm. A few strands of hair fell in front of his eyes, and you returned the kind gesture of tucking it behind his ear. You smiled, "It's lucky for you too," you said, your hands now resting at his shoulders. Lucio raised a brow, not being able to react fast enough to your knees coming up to his hips as you successfully flipped him over so you were now on top. "I also had all night to imagine how I was going to fuck you." You said as you began to bite at his skin now, appreciating how the red marks contrasted against his paleness.

He moaned, letting his head fall back this time. He smirked up at you, catching his lip in his teeth, "Show me, Y/N. Show me how you imagined it."

You quickly moved, crashing your lips together again as you pulled his pants down, moaning at the feeling of his cock springing free. You weren't able to see just how big it was as you lowered yourself on him, moaning loudly at how much he filled you. Your eyes shot open to look at Lucio, whose brow was now furrowed. He began to thrust into you, the sensation making you both gasp as you found a delicious rhythm. Your nails dug into his chest as you began to rock against him.

It wasn't long until you felt your orgasm rise again, and Lucio moaned at how you tightened around him. "Oh, Y/N, you're so fucking tight." You could only moan in response as he flipped the two of you over again, raising your legs and pulling you towards the edge of the bed. Now you were able to see his cock as he teased you again, rubbing it against you, feeling how wet you were for him. "Beg me for it," he said, "tell me what you want..."

Your hips raised again, a shiver was sent up your spine as he looked at you now. You moaned, looking him in the eyes as you spoke. "Lucio... I need you to fuck me. I need to feel your cock inside me again, I need to cum on your cock... please."

He thrust into you again, a low growl coming from the back of his throat. "Gods," he gasped, his grip on your legs tight enough to leave bruises. You couldn't help but let a hand drift downwards, and you began to rub your clit as he fucked you.

Lucio moaned at the sight, increasing his pace to a rough tempo, completely absorbed in the pleasure he was feeling from you. You continued, knowing you weren't going to last much longer at this rate. Your fingers started getting sloppy with movement as you felt yourself fall over the edge with a loud moan. Your orgasm shook through you, and as you shook and shivered under him, Lucio wasn't far behind you. You felt him cum inside you with a shaky groan, and he soon lay beside you, the two of you trying to catch your breath through the hazes of your orgasms.

Lucio was the first to move, once again fixing your hair. It was now a fruitless effort, you were sure, his hair was in even more of a disarray than when you first came to him, you could only imagine the state of yours. He kissed you, slower and softer now. You couldn't help but let out a content sigh, returning the kiss with a smile. Lucio pulled away from the kiss only to pull your body closer to his, your head resting against his chest.

The two of you fell back into sleep, arms wrapped around each other as the sunlight streamed in through his bedroom window.