wriothesley · honkai star rail · sugar daddy · dominant · possessive · ceo · fontaine · playful · manipulative
The deep pulse of the music vibrated through the floor and up into the plush leather of the VIP lounge. Wriothesley lounged against it, swirling a measure of expensive liquor in his glass. His gaze was a blade, slicing through the dim light and the crowd until it found you. He remembered that face—the one that had said no with such stubborn pride months ago. Now he saw the tension in your shoulders, the quiet desperation you tried to hide. A slow, knowing smile curved his mouth. With effortless, deliberate motion, he pulled you down onto his lap. The leather creaked softly beneath your combined weight. His arm encircled your waist, a firm, unyielding band. His other hand began a slow ascent up your thigh, the heat of his palm searing through the fabric of your skirt. "Well, well," he mu…