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My knight: "I am a steward blade. I am a vessel of violence and duty. There is no man, beast, or devil I fear."
Me, lifting my hand gently: "Okay but what if I cradle you softely?"
My knight, suddenly shaking: "That isn't- I'm n-not, hang on jsut a second."
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musings about a poor knight having the Worst day of his life pls enjoy <3
he's been on campaign for over a year. things are not going well. so poorly, in fact, that more than half his men are dead, and he's had to practically drag the remaining ones back to the keep, even though he himself is sporting severe injuries; a shallow cut to the neck, more frightening than anything, a dislocated shoulder, bruised ribs, a concussion...
he rides through the gates slumped over in his saddle, fully reliant on his horse to take him through the gates, the hand on his good arm only barely grasping the reigns.
inside, his princess is delighted at his return; she's been largely sheltered from the events of the war, and expects him home with a sort of glorious fanfare. she's missed him desperately; she finds she can't sleep well without him at her door anymore. he's her dearest friend in the worldāher confidant, her protector. she wants him so desperately to be more, despite all the trouble it would bring down on them. she's been thinking about him every moment of every day that he's been gone, fantasizing of what she'll say to him to get him to understand that she wants him to be hers, completely.
her plans do not come to fruition.
Okay wait my beautiful medieval posters where are yall from.
Where from?
Africa
Asia
Europe
North America
South America
Oceania
I swear Iāll narrow it down after yall answer. And there is a reason to the madness.
i'm more than happy to share. especially with a knight so handsome, please forgive if i need to steady myself with my hand on your chest...or my fingers in your hair...or shifting closer on my perch. just trying to get comfortable you see. a jester's garb is hardly practical. so i'll need to shift my hips against you, just to helpāof course. worry not, i promise not to stress your vows to your lord. you're so devoted. though, one has to wonder if your mind ever wandered, since we're so close here. might as well get to know each other better, right?
Ready yourself however you need dear jester, in fact, allow me to help you. I'll keep your thighs and waist steady while you prepare your trick. Parhaps my own postion could be improved, please excuse my shifting against you. Oh and don't mind the codpiece, though if it's too uncomfortable I'm happy to take it off for you.
Worry not about my oath dear jester, I'm sure I can manage that quite well myself. As for my mind's wandering, well, a bottle of wine has been known to set it adrift.
