With nosebleeds

Byron: Unacceptable. Indeed, immediate punishment is needed. Securing your wrists and ankles to the bedposts after stripping you nude, he runs the tip of his tongue and fingers all over your body, giving extra attention to your nipples and clit. Just when you’re about to go over the edge, me moves on to the next area. This torture will go on for sometime, only until he can no longer hold back from watching you writhe. After that, maybe he’ll considering giving you a reward for behavior.

Leo: Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, he pats his lap. You know exactly what’s to come as you lie on his lap: the perfect punishment for bad girls. Pulling up the fabric of your dress over your head and your panties down to your knees, he proceeds to spank your ass just hard enough to watch it jiggle. It doesn’t take much to feel how moist you’re becoming. While you’re vulnerable, he decides to insert two fingers, pumping them as deep as he can go. More spanks are given each time you try to get up.

Giles: Princesses must be appropriately punished for naughty behavior. To give the proper punishment, he needs to know exactly what you’ve done. Of course, you won’t say. Pinning you down on the bed, he inserts himself slowly. Each time he asks and gets no answer, he thrusts hard and either pinches your nipples or bites your neck. The moans from your lips tickles his fancy as he forgets to keep asking. His thrusts become continuous as his teeth and fingertips explore your skin.

Giles

He couldn’t be more pleased. Practice does make perfect, but of course, he volunteers to demonstrate. The next time you and Giles are alone in the study, he lays you over your desk, quickly removing all your clothing. Once you’re Queen, you’ll have to squeeze in any time for “practice” as much as you can. Your knuckles glow white, gripping the edge of the desk as he rhythmically pumps his hips into your pelvis. To get deeper, he holds your thighs firmly against his abdomen as your ankles rest on his shoulders.

Sid

Giles was my first route in MidCin~! I’ve written a couple of things for him, but here are some more:

Spoils you in every way he can, but not with material items. He’ll hold open doors, get your chair, feed you desert, brush your hair, anything you like. If it makes you feel good, he’ll do it for you!

Anytime you’re traveling by carriage, he’ll pull you into his lap. Being a busy princess, he’ll squeeze in any alone time he can.

He enjoys stroking your hair until you fall asleep.

Then, when he’s tired, a nice nap on your lap in the secluded library is his favorite way to catch some daytime z’s.

The secluded library is also used for catching up on some private time. As long as everyone thinks you’re studying or working on diplomatic matters, you’ll never be disturbed.

After making love to you, he always insists running his fingertips down your back to help cool you down. He worked you up a bit and doesn’t want you to fall asleep without calming down first.

Run, running through the halls, her heartbeat nearly burst through her chest. She never looked back, afraid she would see how close he really was to catching her, even though she couldn’t hear his footsteps.

Nearly skidding into the wall as she turned the corner, she could see it! The safe room! Her room. If she made it there, she won! She would be safe! Closer and closer she got, it was so close! Reaching for the doorknob she-

“Eeek!”

A strong set of arms wrapped around her waist and lifted her up into the air. She couldn’t see him, he must’ve grabbed her from behind. Knowing he wasn’t chasing after her, she assumed he knew where she was going, finding the perfect spot, waiting. Hunting.

Squirming with all her might, he pulled her into a nearby room, shutting the door with his foot. Setting her down before him, he turned her around and locked his hands onto her shoulders, which heaved with exhaustion.

“Looks like I win, Princess,” Giles smiled, his thumbs massaging her shoulders. Out of breath, her legs shook as she giggled. Lifting up her chin with a hook of his finger, he leaned in close. “And as the winner, I want my prize.”