The Frozen Protector

Vexen smiled. “Could you make some coffee, please.” He took a moment to kiss Zexion. He loved morning and loved to cook. Making breakfast was once thing that best suited him. A calming task before the stress of the day.

Vexen blushed softly, following Vexe though the portal. The portal closed after him and he paused to let Vexe lead the way.

“Sounds good.” Vexen kissed him back. He slid out to the kitchen to start cooking. He tied his hair up and cracked the eggs.

“Y-yes, I do.” Vexen nodded. Without hesitation he undressed and put the new outfit together. “Does this look alright?” He was clearly somewhat embarrassed, not that he would ever say so.

Vexen chuckled and got up. “You’re too cute not to spoil.” He offered a hand to his young lover. “What would you like to eat?”

"As you wish.” Vexen bowed his head a moment. He stood up to follow her. This was going to be embarrassing, being dressed up as a woman and dragged through the shops. He looked over the selection of dresses, trying to find something modest enough. He finally settled on a long shirt dress. “Will this be alright?”

Vexen heard the doors and sat up, shaking off the relaxed posture. He avoided eye contact with Vexe as she spoke to him. “Yes, meine Königin.” He nodded. “I have not moved from here, just as you told me.” He glanced as high as her lips to try to judge her reaction.

Vexen moved back to curl around Zexion. “I love you, too.” He hummed. “But if you don’t wake up soon, I’m not going to make you breakfast.” He joked, hoping that level of horror would wake the boy.

Yeah I found you, no worries ovob