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~☆~"My dear prince, I am yearning to be held and worshipped... Tell me, would you consider ever doing such a thing for me? Or am I being too forward?"
Feel free to explore this, I already got my bf's consent to openly flirt with yo//
I’m flattered to have captured the attention of an angel such as yourself, and even more so that your boyfriend considers me worthy of such attention.
You want my worship darling? I can offer it in many a way.
Do you want me on my knees? Pressing my lips to your palms and whispering prayers under my breath as I peel away each layer. Reverent kisses up your thighs, relishing in each sound you utter like it’s gospel.
~☆~"Oh gods above (such as myself, no suprise) ,and form would be sufficient... Your words alone make me feel loved and yet... I want more. Kisses, your weight on me to keep me grounded... maybe even skin to skin should you be willing..."
Is that what you hunger for, angel? Stripped bare of material things, the warmth of bodies pressed against one another..
My lips against the sensitive flesh of your inner thighs, trailing up your hips and sides, along the column of your throat. Finding solace in your mouth against mine as we fall into one another
~☆~"Must you make everything I say sound so... nevermind."
My face flushes, attempting to shield my embarrassment and fluster-ness. I feel as if my whole body is covered in a tingly sensation and slightly sweaty. I want to get rid of these layers, but feel too shy to reveal my skin so soon. I feel like some desperate maiden and not the angel I am right now.
~☆~"Let's us start with just kissing on the hands, yes? Perhaps then I can try to calm down"
‘Sound so’ what, angel? Come on, finish your thoughts. I’m simply replying to your own wishes, and I’d hate to be twisting your words. If I’m misunderstanding your desires, please do use your words and tell me
Oh but calming you down is the last thing on my mind, I’m so curious if your wings puff up when you’re flustered..
But of course, we can go slow. I’m happy to kneel before you, brush my lips along your knuckles. Any act of worship you please my dear
~☆~"Yes, that's right. Kneel and kiss my hand. I...no I am your angel. The only angel that shall be this nice to you and grant you my presence" I loudly announce, hiding my meekness with my pride.
I shift my dress slightly, so that one side is bunched in my right hand and show you a bit of my thigh.
~☆~"Perhaps if you do well enough, you can have a taste of my sweet nectar..."
Such a deliciously tempting offer, almost sinful for a being so pure. I can’t help but notice you still haven’t finished your thought.. but I feel as if I can take a guess
Do you want reverence angel? ‘My angel’ escaping through my lips in whines as my hands brace over your thighs, just tight enough to prove to myself you’re here before me, gracing me with your presence
~☆~"Yes, I do. I want the world in the palm of my hands, but I'll settle for a couple of knights and a prince for now."
I shift my legs more apart, them shaking a bit due to nervousness and the fact that no one has ever been willing enough to be on their knees for me.
~☆~"...why do you make everything I say sound so embarrassing even when it's exactly what I want? Could it be you really know what I want? Or do you not judge? Either way, this will be heaven for me." I chuckle, realizing its a bit of an irony that a angel is making a prince get on his knees.
It’s not my place to judge an angel.. especially not when your desires align so closely with my own. Kind enough to bless me with this opportunity, giving me the gift of your pleasure?
It’s an addictive feeling, I assure you angel. An honour to give you even a glimpse of heaven
You’re so lovely, especially when you let me settle between your legs.
~☆~"Kisses. Simple too, not too wet but certainly not too haste... I want to feel the weight and devotion behind them. Perhaps peppered if you could."
I silently move my dress to the side, showing off my inner thigh which is covered in stretch marks and are very pale. I bite back a whimper, flushing so easily.
"I hope you enjoy my... choice in garments dear prince."
Settled nicely in-between my thighs are a pair of white lace...undergarments. A singular white bow rests on the top, the lace showing off a bush, which is the reason for my nervousness.
The press of featherlight kisses teasing the skin of your thighs, my mouth making a steady pace up higher and higher.
Pulling back just far enough to look up at you, hands braced on your knees, keeping your legs spread for me. You’re just such a pretty sight, I can’t help but admire my angel.
Ducking my head down to press my lips over the lace, just as delicate and teasing as all the previous kisses
~☆~"G-GOODNESS GRACIOUS!" I drop the bunched up dress in my right hand to put over my mouth to stifle any moans or noises that might come out.
"Apologies prince, that was unexpected of me, but my does it feel good... very good."
My legs shake from the feeling, trying to balance myself while also not trapping him in between them. Then, I remove my hand from my mouth to the back of his head.
"For support, for support...y-yeah"
My head fills with thoughts about my body being a temple and you, the prince, as a humble worshipper giving kisses as an offering for me. The thought is tempting, but I know better than to try and tempt a prince from his court...so a thought it stays.
Perhaps the angel simply likes feeling something real and tangible, my hair between your fingers, holding me close.
Your hound is right, an angel is very deserving of this kind of attention. I’m happy to continue, the light press of my lips between your parted thighs, looking up at you, relishing in the way you tilt your head back with pleasure against his chest.
~☆~"P-please? I feel very..." I pause to find the right words, still very much paranoid if anyone is listening or waiting to catch us in the act. "I ache, and not just for the kissing dear prince and knight..."
I squeeze my knight's hand, needing his reassurance that he's still here even when my mind goes off on it's own. I resume my hand's placement on your head, this time not as rough as before, but gently.
"You will stop if I ask for it, yes? I'm just... afraid if my mind is somewhere else I won't be able to respond properly once these...*ahem* are off me. I am after all, 'a flustered mess' according to my knight. Though, I do expect some kisses from my knight too. Do you understand, prince?"
“Our Angel, I can not speak for our dear prince, but I would do anything you asked of me, you commanded of me, I enjoy watching your divine face flutter with joy and anticipation.”
I put my head in the crook of your neck, my nose rubbing against your neck and dark eyes gazing down at the sunny prince.
~☆~"P-please... I can't stand more teasing and waiting just...take it off. Slowly, don't ruin them. I love them very much"
I raise my shaking legs slightly, trying to part them without falling from excitement and the nervous thumping of my heart, which they could probably hear by now. I let out shaky breaths and tiny moans, embaressed at how quickly I'm turned on by this, much less being shared.
"Slowly prince, I have never been held nor shared like this before...heh"
Peeling away the lovely lace, tugging it down your thighs and off your ankle, my lips following its path. What a pretty sight
Legs apart, hold them still for me, won’t you? Or do you need my fingers digging into the flesh as my tongue darts out for that very first taste of heaven
My head feels fuzzy with pleasure even before the main event happens, and feel so embarrassed for even making such noises and nervous movements.
~☆~"...you're going to have to...hold them. But please...don't treat me like some common maiden from the village...remember who's the angel here." I manage to mumble out, a small whimper slipping out too on accident.
Like I could ever forget, not when you’re such a vision above me. I assure you, each press of my lips is simple worship against your skin, flattery and praise following each kiss, each gentle bite.
Feeling the weight of my hands around you, thighs tugged over my shoulders, keeping you so close. Can you feel each breath of mine? Can you feel the way my fingers dig into the warmth of your skin in hungry anticipation?
~☆~"...yeah. A reminder of who I am...before my mind completely melts. I'm sure my knight would love some kisses while you have a taste."
I lean back and allow my knight to hold me gently, like I am made of the finest marble and could break at any moment. The feeling of him behind me and the prince beneath me is...exquisite.
It’s all too easy to mutter prayers into the skin of your inner thighs. Feel them tense beneath my fingers, trembling with anticipation
Feel your hips twitch and buck as my tongue flits out to steal a taste. Oh getting you to melt in my mouth.. what a delicious treat angel
I have some restraint—thankfully enough to keep the swipe of my tongue languid and purposeful. Worship should be done with a clear mind, even if you’re absolutely intoxicating my dear
Even with you keeping me still and holding back, it still feels like teasing. Every instinct is telling me to grab you by your hair and make you stay in between me, but I'm better than that.
~☆~"...you...are good with your hands dearest..."
I try to control my breathing, but its useless. I let myself relax in my knight's arms and the prince's grasp. This is the point of no return, and I'm all too ready for it.
I kiss you deeply and hold you, my hands gently brushing against your sides and massaging your shoulders. I cherish every noise the prince is able to draw from you.
"But my dear knight, I thought you loved worshipping me?~"
Side note: Knight X Angel. Not a 'X reader' story (sadly). Unfortunately, I have to write my own stuff because this is not a well known tag and I have to make my own stuff since no one else will.
Tags: Oral, first person, dub consent,l from both, ftm knight wooo, genderfluid/genderless angel but mention of a V, inexperienced for both (but not clueless), asexual knight, aftercare, lots of praise, and pet names obviously
Of course this is 18+, so please scroll/click away if you aren't 18+! I'm sure there are plenty of stuff you can enjoy on my blog that isn't like this :3
With that out of the way, let's begin.
It had been so long since I felt his hands on me. Whenever I request of him to come spend time with me, he can only stay for a few short hours. Never to stay and lie with me, or even just dinner together. Always caught up in his duties or chores... or even looking after little ones (which is quite odd if you ask me). But now, finally, I have him all to myself. I just... I just want to smother him in kisses, drown him in an endless ocean of 'I love you's, and 'my puppy'.
'Angel... what are you thinking about? You appear to be...lost in thought once more.'
"Was I? I'm so sorry, I was just occupied on what we shall do now that we finally have some much needed time alone. I was thinking... you on your knees for me. It has been years before we officially got back together. Then again you weren't a knight when we last talked. I thought you hated me..." My eyes water thinking about how he never talked to me, my mind always going to the worst possible scenarios.
'Angel. Divine one. Let me make you forget about all of that doubt and worry, please?' Before I had any time to object, the sound of his helmet and gauntlets coming off was the only warning about was going to take place. And the image made me...wet. My body and mouth already agreeing to it and lying back on my elbows.
'You look so beautiful my angel. May I have the pleasure of taking these off for you?'
"Yes, yes, a thousand times yes." I manage to whisper out, breaths coming in short shaky gasps. My thighs part instinctively, shaking with nervousness and excitement.
And with that, my lacey pink pair of undergarments was gone in a instant, leaving behind a sticky string and the cool air hitting me. Part of me wants the reach back and grab the pillow so I can cover my face and scream...but the other part...
"OOHH! MY PUPPY, YOU...EAGER LITTLE THING!~" I didn't even have time to think about anything else as his tongue darted across my slit while his hands held my thighs apart. His breath was nice and warm across my bush, making me buck my hips like a common village maiden that was desperate for a man. I felt so embarrassed and degraded at the same time.
'I think you need more than that. Sorry for teasing you.'
Then...my mind went fuzzy while my knuckles buried into the bedsheets behind me, not caring about making a mess anymore. Whimpers and shaky moans filled my bedchambers while my puppy lapped at me like I was the best bowl of water. Which to be fair, he was deserving of.
'Oh, that's just your body ready for me...come on. I know, I wasn't able to do it the first time when I was around, and I wasn't your first. But I'm right here, and you're safe.'
Those words were enough to send me over the edge and lose control, spilling myself inside his open mouth with a loud cry, trapping him in between my legs.
'You taste so heavenly, your cries like music to my ears and... are you okay? Was it too much?'
"...n-no...perfect...that was...my first one...do I hurt you?"
I untangle my legs from around his neck and let them drape over the edge of the bed. I can barely focus on anything as I feel something beside me, wrapping around my waist.
"...puppy? That you?"
'Mhm, shhh. Let me cover you up so we can sleep and cuddle. Don't worry about my duties, I got all my chores done. Sweet dreams, okay? And don't worry about me, I'll find something to take care of myself.'
I can barely stay awake as his hand rubs my hair while my face is in his neck. His heart is my favorite lullaby, and his body is my favorite pillow (despite the armor still on).
~☆~"My dear prince, I am yearning to be held and worshipped... Tell me, would you consider ever doing such a thing for me? Or am I being too forward?"
Feel free to explore this, I already got my bf's consent to openly flirt with yo//
I’m flattered to have captured the attention of an angel such as yourself, and even more so that your boyfriend considers me worthy of such attention.
You want my worship darling? I can offer it in many a way.
Do you want me on my knees? Pressing my lips to your palms and whispering prayers under my breath as I peel away each layer. Reverent kisses up your thighs, relishing in each sound you utter like it’s gospel.
~☆~"Oh gods above (such as myself, no suprise) ,and form would be sufficient... Your words alone make me feel loved and yet... I want more. Kisses, your weight on me to keep me grounded... maybe even skin to skin should you be willing..."
Is that what you hunger for, angel? Stripped bare of material things, the warmth of bodies pressed against one another..
My lips against the sensitive flesh of your inner thighs, trailing up your hips and sides, along the column of your throat. Finding solace in your mouth against mine as we fall into one another
~☆~"Must you make everything I say sound so... nevermind."
My face flushes, attempting to shield my embarrassment and fluster-ness. I feel as if my whole body is covered in a tingly sensation and slightly sweaty. I want to get rid of these layers, but feel too shy to reveal my skin so soon. I feel like some desperate maiden and not the angel I am right now.
~☆~"Let's us start with just kissing on the hands, yes? Perhaps then I can try to calm down"
‘Sound so’ what, angel? Come on, finish your thoughts. I’m simply replying to your own wishes, and I’d hate to be twisting your words. If I’m misunderstanding your desires, please do use your words and tell me
Oh but calming you down is the last thing on my mind, I’m so curious if your wings puff up when you’re flustered..
But of course, we can go slow. I’m happy to kneel before you, brush my lips along your knuckles. Any act of worship you please my dear
~☆~"Yes, that's right. Kneel and kiss my hand. I...no I am your angel. The only angel that shall be this nice to you and grant you my presence" I loudly announce, hiding my meekness with my pride.
I shift my dress slightly, so that one side is bunched in my right hand and show you a bit of my thigh.
~☆~"Perhaps if you do well enough, you can have a taste of my sweet nectar..."
Such a deliciously tempting offer, almost sinful for a being so pure. I can’t help but notice you still haven’t finished your thought.. but I feel as if I can take a guess
Do you want reverence angel? ‘My angel’ escaping through my lips in whines as my hands brace over your thighs, just tight enough to prove to myself you’re here before me, gracing me with your presence
~☆~"Yes, I do. I want the world in the palm of my hands, but I'll settle for a couple of knights and a prince for now."
I shift my legs more apart, them shaking a bit due to nervousness and the fact that no one has ever been willing enough to be on their knees for me.
~☆~"...why do you make everything I say sound so embarrassing even when it's exactly what I want? Could it be you really know what I want? Or do you not judge? Either way, this will be heaven for me." I chuckle, realizing its a bit of an irony that a angel is making a prince get on his knees.
It’s not my place to judge an angel.. especially not when your desires align so closely with my own. Kind enough to bless me with this opportunity, giving me the gift of your pleasure?
It’s an addictive feeling, I assure you angel. An honour to give you even a glimpse of heaven
You’re so lovely, especially when you let me settle between your legs.
~☆~"Kisses. Simple too, not too wet but certainly not too haste... I want to feel the weight and devotion behind them. Perhaps peppered if you could."
I silently move my dress to the side, showing off my inner thigh which is covered in stretch marks and are very pale. I bite back a whimper, flushing so easily.
"I hope you enjoy my... choice in garments dear prince."
Settled nicely in-between my thighs are a pair of white lace...undergarments. A singular white bow rests on the top, the lace showing off a bush, which is the reason for my nervousness.
The press of featherlight kisses teasing the skin of your thighs, my mouth making a steady pace up higher and higher.
Pulling back just far enough to look up at you, hands braced on your knees, keeping your legs spread for me. You’re just such a pretty sight, I can’t help but admire my angel.
Ducking my head down to press my lips over the lace, just as delicate and teasing as all the previous kisses
~☆~"G-GOODNESS GRACIOUS!" I drop the bunched up dress in my right hand to put over my mouth to stifle any moans or noises that might come out.
"Apologies prince, that was unexpected of me, but my does it feel good... very good."
My legs shake from the feeling, trying to balance myself while also not trapping him in between them. Then, I remove my hand from my mouth to the back of his head.
"For support, for support...y-yeah"
My head fills with thoughts about my body being a temple and you, the prince, as a humble worshipper giving kisses as an offering for me. The thought is tempting, but I know better than to try and tempt a prince from his court...so a thought it stays.
Perhaps the angel simply likes feeling something real and tangible, my hair between your fingers, holding me close.
Your hound is right, an angel is very deserving of this kind of attention. I’m happy to continue, the light press of my lips between your parted thighs, looking up at you, relishing in the way you tilt your head back with pleasure against his chest.
~☆~"P-please? I feel very..." I pause to find the right words, still very much paranoid if anyone is listening or waiting to catch us in the act. "I ache, and not just for the kissing dear prince and knight..."
I squeeze my knight's hand, needing his reassurance that he's still here even when my mind goes off on it's own. I resume my hand's placement on your head, this time not as rough as before, but gently.
"You will stop if I ask for it, yes? I'm just... afraid if my mind is somewhere else I won't be able to respond properly once these...*ahem* are off me. I am after all, 'a flustered mess' according to my knight. Though, I do expect some kisses from my knight too. Do you understand, prince?"
“Our Angel, I can not speak for our dear prince, but I would do anything you asked of me, you commanded of me, I enjoy watching your divine face flutter with joy and anticipation.”
I put my head in the crook of your neck, my nose rubbing against your neck and dark eyes gazing down at the sunny prince.
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~☆~"My dear prince, I am yearning to be held and worshipped... Tell me, would you consider ever doing such a thing for me? Or am I being too forward?"
Feel free to explore this, I already got my bf's consent to openly flirt with yo//
I’m flattered to have captured the attention of an angel such as yourself, and even more so that your boyfriend considers me worthy of such attention.
You want my worship darling? I can offer it in many a way.
Do you want me on my knees? Pressing my lips to your palms and whispering prayers under my breath as I peel away each layer. Reverent kisses up your thighs, relishing in each sound you utter like it’s gospel.
~☆~"Oh gods above (such as myself, no suprise) ,and form would be sufficient... Your words alone make me feel loved and yet... I want more. Kisses, your weight on me to keep me grounded... maybe even skin to skin should you be willing..."
Is that what you hunger for, angel? Stripped bare of material things, the warmth of bodies pressed against one another..
My lips against the sensitive flesh of your inner thighs, trailing up your hips and sides, along the column of your throat. Finding solace in your mouth against mine as we fall into one another
~☆~"Must you make everything I say sound so... nevermind."
My face flushes, attempting to shield my embarrassment and fluster-ness. I feel as if my whole body is covered in a tingly sensation and slightly sweaty. I want to get rid of these layers, but feel too shy to reveal my skin so soon. I feel like some desperate maiden and not the angel I am right now.
~☆~"Let's us start with just kissing on the hands, yes? Perhaps then I can try to calm down"
‘Sound so’ what, angel? Come on, finish your thoughts. I’m simply replying to your own wishes, and I’d hate to be twisting your words. If I’m misunderstanding your desires, please do use your words and tell me
Oh but calming you down is the last thing on my mind, I’m so curious if your wings puff up when you’re flustered..
But of course, we can go slow. I’m happy to kneel before you, brush my lips along your knuckles. Any act of worship you please my dear
~☆~"Yes, that's right. Kneel and kiss my hand. I...no I am your angel. The only angel that shall be this nice to you and grant you my presence" I loudly announce, hiding my meekness with my pride.
I shift my dress slightly, so that one side is bunched in my right hand and show you a bit of my thigh.
~☆~"Perhaps if you do well enough, you can have a taste of my sweet nectar..."
Such a deliciously tempting offer, almost sinful for a being so pure. I can’t help but notice you still haven’t finished your thought.. but I feel as if I can take a guess
Do you want reverence angel? ‘My angel’ escaping through my lips in whines as my hands brace over your thighs, just tight enough to prove to myself you’re here before me, gracing me with your presence
~☆~"Yes, I do. I want the world in the palm of my hands, but I'll settle for a couple of knights and a prince for now."
I shift my legs more apart, them shaking a bit due to nervousness and the fact that no one has ever been willing enough to be on their knees for me.
~☆~"...why do you make everything I say sound so embarrassing even when it's exactly what I want? Could it be you really know what I want? Or do you not judge? Either way, this will be heaven for me." I chuckle, realizing its a bit of an irony that a angel is making a prince get on his knees.
It’s not my place to judge an angel.. especially not when your desires align so closely with my own. Kind enough to bless me with this opportunity, giving me the gift of your pleasure?
It’s an addictive feeling, I assure you angel. An honour to give you even a glimpse of heaven
You’re so lovely, especially when you let me settle between your legs.
~☆~"Kisses. Simple too, not too wet but certainly not too haste... I want to feel the weight and devotion behind them. Perhaps peppered if you could."
I silently move my dress to the side, showing off my inner thigh which is covered in stretch marks and are very pale. I bite back a whimper, flushing so easily.
"I hope you enjoy my... choice in garments dear prince."
Settled nicely in-between my thighs are a pair of white lace...undergarments. A singular white bow rests on the top, the lace showing off a bush, which is the reason for my nervousness.
The press of featherlight kisses teasing the skin of your thighs, my mouth making a steady pace up higher and higher.
Pulling back just far enough to look up at you, hands braced on your knees, keeping your legs spread for me. You’re just such a pretty sight, I can’t help but admire my angel.
Ducking my head down to press my lips over the lace, just as delicate and teasing as all the previous kisses
~☆~"G-GOODNESS GRACIOUS!" I drop the bunched up dress in my right hand to put over my mouth to stifle any moans or noises that might come out.
"Apologies prince, that was unexpected of me, but my does it feel good... very good."
My legs shake from the feeling, trying to balance myself while also not trapping him in between them. Then, I remove my hand from my mouth to the back of his head.
"For support, for support...y-yeah"
My head fills with thoughts about my body being a temple and you, the prince, as a humble worshipper giving kisses as an offering for me. The thought is tempting, but I know better than to try and tempt a prince from his court...so a thought it stays.
Eyeing the coming and going of the ball, adjusting the mask over my face. Fashionably late—or as late as I could be really. But it seems the events of the masquerade is still in full swing.
I have to be grateful for the excitement of the other guests, sure that the festivities will drag on for days if allowed. Which is perfect.
I have a list. Not in any official capacity of course, but a plan. Watching out onto the ballroom, circling around the edge, waiting.
There are a few familiar faces—ones that I certainly plan to properly entertain—as well as some pretty faces I wouldn’t mind getting acquainted with.
I’m certainly planning to make the rounds, but it feels only fitting to start my night with a certain someone.
Just imagine me and @hellh0und-seraphim are there and not totally late ahem//
~☆~"Ah, hello your highness. I see you've finally made it, not that i'm complaining"
I would fan myself with my white lace fan (how original) while my other arm is around my knight's, almost as if I'm signaling him as mine.
~☆~"I'm a bit saddened I wasn't able to chat with you all that much after our introduction or able to participate in anything really, but I'm sure we'll be in touch if not at least acquaintances after this has ended."
Then I would pull my knight with me on the ballroom floor, my many wings brushing against your body, by accident or on purpose, gliding us both into place.
~☆~"Well, are you going to dance or just watch us?~"
(of course none of us are ever late everyone else is far too early obviously)
“Well don’t you two make such a pretty pair,” I hum, eyes tracing down the length of your wings as they brush against the silk of my sleeve. “It almost feels wrong to disrupt such a lovely image.”
Despite my words I smile, letting the natural pull of the ballroom floor drag me forward. “I too am disheartened we’ve barely been able to talk since that brief meeting, though I fear I’ve been running on a different clock then most of the other guests..”
I’m mindful not to step between the couple. I can see a clear declaration between the pair, and I’m happy to float around them instead.
I don’t mind the drifting. It’s easier for one to pull me closer should they choose, and if not, simply enjoying the music is plenty of fun by itself.
I giggle at his remarks, not complaining as I too move at a different pace than others, although they take it more seriously above the clouds much to my dismay.
~☆~"So, what's a prince like you doing here? Entertainment, gossip...or something else maybe? Not that i'm judging, I cane here to get away before autumn comes around once more." My knight's hands rest on my back and grabs my other hand while the others keeps the dress from tripping me up. (Imagine the ending of sleeping beauty 1959, yes that one specifically because its my favorite)
~☆~"Although... I have been quite lacking in my quest for worshippers, only a couple here and there. A couple of knights, including my own..." I turn to kiss the side of my knight's helmet, mimicking where his cheek should be and hearing a chuckle underneath.
~☆~"What about you? Do you have any loyal subjects of your own?" As my knight finishes twirling me around, he dips me where you are, showing off how flexible my back and spine are, smiling with a glint in my eyes.
~☆~"One certainly likes to observe and people watch, in this case 'mortal watch'. And besides, I need an excuse to show off my lovely ballroom dancing."
~☆~"They do, but they are quite boring... and only divine beings or important people there, its more like a council meeting if anything. No dancing, only politics and bland conversations. At least here at the ball I get to be myself and indulge in earthly foods and pleasure. It's just a shame I cannot be with my knight all the time."
~☆~"His name? Sir Benvolio. My loyal hellhound, my adorable puppy... my lover... I may not see him often, but when I do... it is utter bliss. He is the earth of which I give strength to, I am his blinding sun to give him light and guidance. Together, we make each other grow and lean on for when we are sad. He is everything... and more."
~☆~"One certainly likes to observe and people watch, in this case 'mortal watch'. And besides, I need an excuse to show off my lovely ballroom dancing."
~☆~"They do, but they are quite boring... and only divine beings or important people there, its more like a council meeting if anything. No dancing, only politics and bland conversations. At least here at the ball I get to be myself and indulge in earthly foods and pleasure. It's just a shame I cannot be with my knight all the time."
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I'm feeling rather spent, even after these few days. The ball has been marvelous so far, the food delicious, the entertainment divine, and the... diplomatic meetings most interesting. All this revelry is rather raxing though, and I am quite thankful for this day to relax.
I seem to have caught wind of a bath house in town, and I intend to make use of it. Would anyone care to join me?
~☆~"If I may, I would love to join. My personal knight @hellh0und-seraphim will be accompanying me to ensure my safety. Although, the steam will most likely cover up my body as to not blind anyone with my divine and glorious body."
~♥️~ “a bath house? Hmm I shall join to protect to you, my Angel, but I don’t know how I feel about the steam on my fur, of course I shall stick close shall you ask it of me.
~☆~"Oh puppy, have you yet to attend the ball? Or are you still busy? Or perhaps you're watching from the shadows to simply keep me safe... don't worry, your angel will spoil you once the bloodhaven ball is over."
~♥️~ “My Angel! Oh my Angel, how I have missed you! I deeply apologize for the long delay in responding, my pack from the east were visiting and I was to feast with them for a fortnight. But now! Now I’m free to join the ball and dance with you at the Bloodhaven Ball!
My loyal knight, as the sun begins to shine upon us heavier, do not forget to take your armor off and cool in a refreshing lake (not without me of course)
I of course long for your presence when my age (in human years) turns a year older. You will always have a place at my side (and feet) as do I with you. And do not be afraid to send me letters, I wish to hear your voice (asks in my inbox). Weather through sun or rain, day or night, you are loved by me. <3
My Seraphim, My dear Angel.
I apologize profusely on my knees at your feet.
I’m sorry I have not responded sooner, your words take my breath away and leave me with shaking hands, impossible to write back. The castle is large and hectic, so hard to think and yet my thoughts find you so easily.
My love, this coming fortnight I shall make it the best, your best, our best!
Precious knight, kind knight, beloved knight- oh how the ache that overwhelms me settles to the bottom of my chest when I write to you. My silly mortal flesh, intoxicated on herbs, craves you with all the ferocity of a summer storm at sea. I, too, am gloom and heat and wetness. Would the crashing of thunder disguise our acts, or would we cling to each other too loudly?
On stormy nights, when you are caught in the rain, find my door, and your entrance is guaranteed. My face burns imagining a vulnerable knight in my bed, armor disrobed in the safety of my walls. Hands furiously finding flesh to sink into. Will I soak you in ways the rain failed to do through your armor?
Keep the moon’s gaze pure, hiding behind the clouds. Only lighting is bold enough to illuminate our acts. I would sully your pure name in my filth and depravity. My tongue is deemed wicked, let it be baptized in you.
Throw the shards of my broken heart into the sea - let the storm toss and turn waves until we have the most beautiful, soft sea glass.
~🪼
Oh, dearest Jelly, you write so beautifully to me! I feel undeserving of such poetry which flows from your lips.
We cannot help but be silly mortal flesh, warmth and longing and passion clinging to the frames of our bodies. If you are gloom and heat and wetness, then I gladly welcome the summer storm—no thunder could disguise the sounds of our indelicate forms crashing in to one another; a divine meeting of souls.
I thank you for welcoming me into your chambers, craving shelter from the weather (craving you). Oh, I know you would certainly soak me through to the bone, unlike any rain possibly could. The armour discarded, status meaning nothing now—merely two beings trying desperately to become one. Hungry mouths, eager hands, breathlessly collapsing into one another.
The moon need not hide from our acts, for she knows well the truth of a lovers’ midnight meeting. My name is nothing if not something for your tongue to hold, for your lips to form, for your voice to utter… you deem your tongue wicked? I deem it holy. But dear god do I welcome the act of it’s baptism inside me, delving into the waters of my being.
A storm is cleansing, dear Jelly—if you believe you need it, I will wait with you as the storm softens these shards. I too have been broken as of late… my heart is in shards much like yours. Let them mix together in the sea, hm? The pieces swirling as one, recognizing the ache in each other, and being washed ashore anew. We will walk the beaches of our emptiness and pick them up once more, ready to shine again in a new beautiful mosaic.
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It was late into the evening when I arrived at the castle. Thankfully I, a bright star, hadn't needed rest in millenia. Most of the occupants were princesses, princes, guards, kings or queens from neighboring kingdoms (I assume). I was washing myself when I felt a familiar presence. I haven't seen or felt my dear knight's touch since we last spoke, and yet, it was him. I immediately went to him, not caring if I knocked over precious vases or paintings with my massive wings.
"My Angel."
'My knight'
His dark tunic and chainmail was a perfect contrast against his silver armor. His deer skull helmet perfectly encapsulates his utter devotion for me... My puppy. My dark, demonic puppy. Always at my beck and call whenever I needed him. Sure, he was big and fat, but those curves bounced whenever he laughed at my jokes or flirtatious remarks.
'Sir knight, come sit with me.'
"As you wish your holiness."
As I sat down on a nearby marble bench, he sat down next to me, my large form dwarfing his body. He may be big and large, but a divine being as I is much larger next to even a tall mortal human. Then again, when you're next to a divine-like being, you cannot help but feel small and vulnerable.
'My my, I can feel your heart's mad thumping, nervous sir knight?'
"Nervous? No, I would never feel nervous next to you your holiness...although, I do feel..."
I knew what he felt, but I could never speak of it out loud here, far too many eyes and ears to know what goes on between us. I hadn't even noticed it was morning until my dearest knight had informed me he needed food.
After we had our food we visited the nearby village to see all the shops and amenities they offered. We returned to the castle to freshen up and readied ourselves for the upcoming ball tonight. I, however, as being divine and angelic needn't any expensive gowns or any jewelry (at least for approval from others at a simple ball).
'Oh my, no helmet for the ball? Are you not worried about how they will look at you?'
"I am never worried when am in your presence my love"
Not long after we attended the ball, and we danced graciously like how life and death dance forever on the edge of each other. How life forever brings new beginnings, but for those beginnings to exist, death must take that life away to make room. As such, life cannot exist on its own, as can death exist on its own.
'I am honored to see your lovely face tonight. It's very... cute' My voice coming out softly yet firm.
"It is my pleasure." His voice rough but gentle, how his hands have hurt others but held my body with such care, as I was a perfected marble statue that would break on impact.
'Although, I am quite jealous that others get to see your face too. As my body only gets to be seen by your eyes only, I alone may get to see your face, understood?'
'As you wish, your holiness."
As the night wore on, the dance concluded and as we finished I told him to meet me in the gardens. Of course he accepted, he always does, and I ran off once we departed. I found him moments later in the greenhouse, anxiously awaiting his arrival.
'Out of all the flowers here, you are the best my dear knight,'
"You took the words right out of my mouth."
"You are my bright shining star that pray to every night."
'Because I alone give you your strength to fight'
But even a immortal capable of giving strength and power to live, must leave to attend to other duties.
'Sir knight, I must depart. Do not fret, I will write to you.'
"As well as I, I feel my strength waning. And I will read whatever send towards me."
A whole day and night to ourselves, ignoring the other royalties and knight's as we continued our love's embrace.
"Goodbye your holiness."
'Goodbye, my knight.'
(AN: this was written in a singular day and on my notes app, please forgive any spelling and grammatical errors, I write for fun not profit.)
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