#arcan apprentice

Muriel: Asra could come back and moment...we shouldn't be-

Whinnie: Calendula isn't grown anywhere other than the other side of town it'll take at least a half hour for him to get there.

Muriel: *face gets redder* How long have you been planning this?!

Whinnie: *pretends to be shocked* Muriel! How could you suggest such a thing? Would I do that to you? *Grins grinding and rubbing against him and slowly pins him down on the bed and kisses down his neck to his chest* I can stop if you want me to, just ask

Muriel: *stiffens but stays silent and eyes dart around to make sure the two are actually alone, shifts awkwardly*

Whinnie: *can tell he's trying to hide the fact he's getting turned on and grins and removes his own shirt and leans in to kiss him pressing himself against him and sighs softly in his ear* you're so warm, I love being against you.

Muriel: *tenses up for a moment but kisses them back in return and slowly relaxes, glances back at the door of the shop* ... Are you sure he won't be back soon?

Whinnie: Does that mean you want to continue?

Muriel: *looks aways avoiding eye contact* I wasn't saying anything... It was a question.

Whinnie: *wraps his arms around him and grinds against him more needy* Don't you want me to make you feel better?

I have different MCs for different routes like. I created a character specifically fitted for Muriel that would be most fitting and wholesome.

I have one best suited for Asra and for Julian.

Then there's my self insert, Adom. He's honestly just whomever I feel like romancing with at the time and is most flexible. I will post drawings of each bean eventually.

As he felt the bare skin and the cold touch of the gold gauntlet against his skin making him practically melt into the count's embrace.

Asra always wanted better for Khai. He never missed an opportunity to let him know it. Every disapproving word that has ever escaped his lips echoed in Khai's mind.

Yet with every kiss and touch shared between the two, he knew he was exactly where he was supposed to be. Where he wanted to be and where he would remain for as long as the world would let them.

Artist: @joandarkart