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Her cheeks tinged pink and she nearly had to sit on her hands to keep from covering her face. That would just make it worse. The virgin comments greatly overshadowed his feelings on religion. 

they’re suffering and i’m enjoying tHIS VERSION THAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN CANON y'all great thanks for blessing my dash

SA M. E

send me “💋✋” for my muse’s reaction to having their hand kissed by your muse.

                                                      accepting || @ofmearcair

Once her hands were taken and the other placed his lips against her hand, she tilted her head for a moment and frowned a little. Okay – this one was a little weird. then again she gets this rather often. BUT even so, the woman kind of just stared at him for the moment or so - before pulling away. 

His eyes almost fell out of their sockets when he saw the picture. He hadn’t expected that in the slightest. He had just seen that Verus had sent him a text message (which was already unusual in itself but still normal), and he had made the mistake of taking a sip from his soy milk tea, when he opened the message to gaze at the naked glory that was Versus.

“Whoa.” 

That really was a very lovely sight. He stared and stared, and didn’t feel like he was seeing enough. Or rather, like he wasn’t able to fully grasp what he was seeing. He felt the heat creep up on his neck and all over his cheeks. He was blushing like a virgin, the cup of tea still in his hand even though he could be setting it down, now that he wasn’t drinking currently.

Was that an accident or did Versus send him that picture on purpose? Prompto didn’t see him doing either to be quite honest, though sending him that picture on purpose would fit a little more than him having such an embarrassing accident. 

“Thank you. I guess.” I wrote, and sent the text while shaking his head and covering his face after finally setting the cup down. If Versus thought he was going to delete this, he was sorely mistaken.

Before Prompto had met Genesis, he hadn’t lived polygamous per se. He had simply not been part of any serious relationships, which had made being flexible and relaxed very easy. 

But he wasn’t opposed to polyamory at all. He wasn’t the jealous type. Insecure, yes, but not jealous when it came to people’s affections. If he was certain of Genesis’ love, then that belief was not easy to shake. Trusting in people wasn’t easy for him, but Genesis had more than earned his trust.

“I don’t necessarily need monogamy, no.” Sure, that was the most common practise, but Prompto’s life was already out of the ordinary enough, he didn’t mind adding that to the list. He was definitely at least willing to try it. “Respect and trust will do.” he teased with a smirk, and shifted so that Genesis was laying on his back and Prompto could straddle his lap.

He entwined their fingers, and kept Genesis’ hands pinned that way. Well, metaphorically. It would be laughably easy for the SOLDIER to free his hands if he wanted to. If Prompto really wanted to be in charge, they’d have to use other means. 

“Remind me to tie you up sometime.”