Sleepy

Imagine waking up one day and you have lost your self in loving someone else.

You're thinking back to the past few weeks and you didn't even notice the slippery slope you'd fallen down. You'd thrown them a birthday party, you gave them the most amount of intimacy you'd given probably anyone in years, and you not only met their parents for dinner but you had a conversation with them. A real conversation with banter and interest.

They'd do anything for you and you know that. Anything. No questions asked. It's everything you could have wanted. And yet, you wouldn't do the same. At least, you thought you wouldn't. You hadn't.

You did.

You know everything about this one thing. This one thing that is entirely yours. This thing that you made entirely yours. But that thing, that person, knows almost nothing about you. Nothing that wasn't learned from a cruel game of hot and cold.

You wake up and you dont recognize yourself. You'd never acted this way. You'd never felt this way. Fuck, you felt the need to see them happy. Like if you didn't get a glimpse of the happiness they showed on their face you'd die. You'd told a joke. You'd woken up with your arms around softness and warmth.

How could this happen? How could you allow yourself to be worried about someone, to love someone, to care?

You're out of your depth, these aren't the kind of emotions you're used to. There was just one thing you promised yourself not to do again.

It was your fault. You knew that. You weren't driving carefully enough. you hit that poor thing in the road. It was only right that you'd take it in and put it out of its poor misery.

and also YES, knight fucking you in spite of said oath and all that comes with it

but HAVE WE CONSIDERED knight who swears the oath(s) to you WHILE fucking you???

They’re in such a haze and so blissed out and you just look so good and you feel so good so there is nothing and no one else they can even imagine binding themselves to at that moment. So over all your gasps and moans and pleads they’re stammering and babbling their tenets and promises and prayers, all dedicated to you.

A good and loyal knight dedicating themselves to their new code, the old one they followed for so long left completely behind

Errants or oathbreakers binding themselves to this new law, a new focus for all that lost or unused loyalty.