I'm in another castle :/

what would your character(s) have on their keychain?

ooc results (I play Aurorian as more of a switch & more confident than I am):

Ooc:

♡hair pulling

♡having financial stability

♡choking

♡recycling

♡bondage

♡saving the bees

♡role playing

all three of us princesses from Bloodhaven Hostage Situation Girls Night are all committing regicide to become Mad/Evil queens….. (liz’s arc is on its way, been planning it for a little while now lol)

(She's wearing her usual swirl-patterned armour with her wavy/curly hair down, looking about the same as she did at the ball, besides being armoured this time.)

Cillidonna is a rather wide country, so Katarina is glad to see that Aurorian didn't end up somewhere miles away after teleporting. Fascinating magic. The queen sits on a small balcony overlooking the innermost village of her kingdom, where the finest craftspeople and sharpest minds have settled, right between the castle and Samuel's River. She spots Aurorian approaching the gates, even from a distance, because the knight is wearing much of the same things she had been wearing at the ball.

((I apologize in advance for the length, she had a lot to say! under the cut!))

(Her ears get a little pink and she nods at Katarina's command of how to address her. She moves very obediently whenever her queen guides or forces her to do something.)

I swear to be completely obedient during this. (She fidgets with one of her gauntlets.)

(Her cheeks again become rosy as she sees the object.)

No concerns, my Queen. I only hope I don’t accidentally break any restraints…

(Without warning, she steps towards Aurorian and leans over her to find the clasps she needs to remove on her chestplate and other armors- mind you, leaning over enough to give a full view of her cleavage.) Stay still... Good.

(She enjoys this, unwrapping Aurorian like a special gift to herself. She maneuvers the knight's limbs like that of a posable doll and mutters quiet praises the more Aurorian submits to the movement.)

(She stays still, opening her mouth for a brief moment like she means to say something, before closing it quickly. She averts her eyes out of an instinct to be respectful.)

(Aurorian’s skin looks smooth and unmarred, though Katarina feels the changing textures of scars along her torso, seeming to have been hidden by magic.)

(Aurorian’s blush has spread down to the top of her chest as she obediently opens her legs to make more room for her queen.)

You may tell me what you want me to do to you, (She unbuckles Aurorian's lower garments and helps them off of her hips.) because I want to hear you say it. Tell me you want me to fuck you dumb, (she kisses the inside of Aurorian's thigh.) because I want to hear you say it. Tell me you want to cum, (She kisses Aurorian's undergarments- whatever they may be- where her clitoris would be were there no fabric in the way.) because I want to hear you say it. However, I'll decide if I feel like giving it to you. I just want you to use your words while you still can. Does that make any sense? I may be a little overly excited. Hm.

(She surveys Aurorian's flushed state. Chest bare, legs tense. Katarina hums.) I'm getting ahead of myself. Up. Move.

(Aurorian partly kneels on the bed, fidgeting with the covers in her hands while she waits for a brief moment. She glances Katarina up and down when she comes back, taking in the view as her anticipation builds.)

(Katarina begins to tie the strap around her hips. She then removes Aurorian's undergarments and leans down to kiss her bare womb.) Good puppy. How sweet. (Katarina settles her face between Aurorian's legs for a moment, kissing and teasing her, before sitting up again. She sets about tying Aurorian's wrists above her head to the headboard.)

(She bends Aurorian's legs back and begins to press into her, watching her face intently for the telltale relaxation.) It's cold, isn't it? (Further. She moves in and out slowly with just a few inches, continuing to increase the depth and speed. She can see it disappear into Aurorian's pussy again and again, glistening.)

(She's wearing her usual swirl-patterned armour with her wavy/curly hair down, looking about the same as she did at the ball, besides being armoured this time.)

Cillidonna is a rather wide country, so Katarina is glad to see that Aurorian didn't end up somewhere miles away after teleporting. Fascinating magic. The queen sits on a small balcony overlooking the innermost village of her kingdom, where the finest craftspeople and sharpest minds have settled, right between the castle and Samuel's River. She spots Aurorian approaching the gates, even from a distance, because the knight is wearing much of the same things she had been wearing at the ball.

((I apologize in advance for the length, she had a lot to say! under the cut!))

(Her ears get a little pink and she nods at Katarina's command of how to address her. She moves very obediently whenever her queen guides or forces her to do something.)

I swear to be completely obedient during this. (She fidgets with one of her gauntlets.)

(Her cheeks again become rosy as she sees the object.)

No concerns, my Queen. I only hope I don’t accidentally break any restraints…

(Without warning, she steps towards Aurorian and leans over her to find the clasps she needs to remove on her chestplate and other armors- mind you, leaning over enough to give a full view of her cleavage.) Stay still... Good.

(She enjoys this, unwrapping Aurorian like a special gift to herself. She maneuvers the knight's limbs like that of a posable doll and mutters quiet praises the more Aurorian submits to the movement.)

(She stays still, opening her mouth for a brief moment like she means to say something, before closing it quickly. She averts her eyes out of an instinct to be respectful.)

(Aurorian’s skin looks smooth and unmarred, though Katarina feels the changing textures of scars along her torso, seeming to have been hidden by magic.)

(Aurorian’s blush has spread down to the top of her chest as she obediently opens her legs to make more room for her queen.)

You may tell me what you want me to do to you, (She unbuckles Aurorian's lower garments and helps them off of her hips.) because I want to hear you say it. Tell me you want me to fuck you dumb, (she kisses the inside of Aurorian's thigh.) because I want to hear you say it. Tell me you want to cum, (She kisses Aurorian's undergarments- whatever they may be- where her clitoris would be were there no fabric in the way.) because I want to hear you say it. However, I'll decide if I feel like giving it to you. I just want you to use your words while you still can. Does that make any sense? I may be a little overly excited. Hm.

(She surveys Aurorian's flushed state. Chest bare, legs tense. Katarina hums.) I'm getting ahead of myself. Up. Move.

(Aurorian partly kneels on the bed, fidgeting with the covers in her hands while she waits for a brief moment. She glances Katarina up and down when she comes back, taking in the view as her anticipation builds.)

(Katarina begins to tie the strap around her hips. She then removes Aurorian's undergarments and leans down to kiss her bare womb.) Good puppy. How sweet. (Katarina settles her face between Aurorian's legs for a moment, kissing and teasing her, before sitting up again. She sets about tying Aurorian's wrists above her head to the headboard.)

(She bends Aurorian's legs back and begins to press into her, watching her face intently for the telltale relaxation.) It's cold, isn't it? (Further. She moves in and out slowly with just a few inches, continuing to increase the depth and speed. She can see it disappear into Aurorian's pussy again and again, glistening.)