#marxonette

AHHH ty hun!! I love your writing too! ><

｢ ♏ ｣     Yes, he wants attention & is feeling a bit clingy, so he’s going to nuzzle against Radu & make a soft noise.

｢ ♏ ｣     He’s not really sure what else to do. So he’ll do the only thing he knows & crawl into bed; curling up behind his contractor as strong arms squeezed around the younger man’s waist & he whispered out a quiet apology.

     all joking aside, radu is one of the only people who has gotten past dietrich’s fear of everything? everything, literally everything. the living, touch, pulses. fire??? fire especially, what the heck. this ship means a lot to me. i hope they enjoy their vacation... even if dietrich is a little shit and is neglecting his job to take it :>

     “Hey, Radu? Want to... Steer clear of Cain for a few days? Both of us?”

   — The young prince knew well enough that his Tovarisch was prone to teasing when it came to affection and Ion would like to think they shared a mutual respect and love for each other despite their petty fights. But it seemed every little thing was there to remind them that perhaps it was not right to share such affection at all. Yet, the image of actually being held and seen as him and not just some wealthy, spoilt Prince was something Ion had never wished for more than he was now in this moment– and for those strong arms holding him to be Radu’s…. oh, now he’s crying.

   — “We do not– that is–” Ah, it appears even Ion can be made speechless. What to do, what to do??