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“Monsieur.” His voice is so gentle, and Neuvillette can’t help but wonder what it would sound like purring his name as Wriothesley moves inside him. “Are you quite alright?”
He isn’t, but he can’t tell Wriothesley that. Can’t admit the truth of what’s wrong with him. Closing his eyes, he touches his thumb and middle finger to his temples. “I have… been better,” he admits, and then he is surprised to feel fingers against his forehead. He drops his own hand and looks up at Wriothesley, who has leaned across his desk to press the backs of his fingers to Neuvillette’s skin.
“You’re burning up,” Wriothesley says. Neuvillette pulls away, looking to the side to avoid the critical light in Wriothesley’s sharp gaze. “Why are you here with a fever?”
“Because it isn’t a fever.”
Wriothesley employs his Cryo Vision to help Neuvillette through his heat.