I know I’ve been making an unholy amount of RPs lately, but I’d really like a lesbian RP. I kinda wanna make it a modern royalty story?
Rules-
MUST be okay with smut. I need work on lesbian stuff… so… forgive me if I’m kinda iffy.
If I don’t like you or are in too many RPs with you, I will not let you join. I have said right to say no. If you don’t like it, you won’t be joining any more of my RPs, one-on-one or not. You have been warned.
Ehhhh grammar. Have it.
(May I join? If I can't, can I stalk?)
(Go ahead and stalk, m8)
(yayy, thx!)
May I join?)
(No. You’re welcome to stalk.)
Ok!)
May I love? I need to work on my lebeans.//
(Yes you may, Bleu!)
Yay! Thank you dearest! What do you want to do for this modern royalty? Both royalty, a spy and a princess, assassination plot? I dunno.
I was actually thinking like a bodyguard and princess type deal? Except it’s both feminine because… idk I’m a feminist xD
I’m not but I support the movement
Yee. We can do that! Do you want to be the princess or the bodyguard?
I wanna be the princess if that’s alright.
Ooooh and what if the princess is being forced into marrige and the guard gets jealous? And she suggest they run away?
But your character would have to be the protective jealous type, and I’m not gonna restrict you.
Sure! Do you want to jump in or template?
Let’s just jump in!
Got it! You mind starting?
Eehnm just a sec.
Ugh. Another exhausting day of meeting stuck up men. All crooning over her, telling her how much they can give her. She didn’t want to go with any of them. It just wasn’t appealing. She’d rather jump in a lake than marry any of them. Lara plopped down on her squishy bed, releasing the unholy tight dress from her, dropping it onto the ground. She just wanted to curl up in her undergarments and fall asleep.
Nixa stood beside her, her teeth bared as she watched those wretched men talk to her. She hated it. She adored her princess and seeing those disgusting men wanting to place their filthy hands on her made her want to rip something apart. She was relieved that the day was over and those horrendous men had left. Nixa now stood at her door, watching the floor as the Princess undressed. She held a robe in her hands. She kept quiet, not speaking unless spoken to. But. She felt rather close to Lara. Even if the princess did not believe they were.
Lara poked her head out of the sheets of her bed and beckoned the guard. “Come here, Nixa.” She had seen the angry look on her friend’s face. Thinking she was jealous gave her a satisfied feeling deep in her chest.
Nixa looks up and walks to the other, "Yes, My Lady?" She asks, offering a tiny, tiny smile. You would have to look extremely hard to see her smile. She makes sure to only look at her Princess face. Her dark blue eyes were electrifying. Her black hair, pulled back into a tight braid ended neatly at the middle of her back.
Lara sat up, her gray eyes searching Nixa’s face. She pawed her sweetie strawberry blonde hair out of her face, smiling. She loved her guardesses’ smile.
“My robe? I don’t need it today. What did you think of those meetings?”
Nixa said down on the bed, tucking a stray hair from Lara's face. "If I'm being honest, princess. Not pleased. They were… How do I say this kindly? Filth." She chuckles quietly, sighing softly. "Honestly. I'm sorry you have to deal with such aweful suitors."
Lara smiled a dorky little smile, Nixa’s rough fingers feeling good on her soft, pale skin.
“I agree. Definitely disgusting. Such a waste of our time. I’m sorry I invited you to those. You probably get bored out of your pants.”
Nixa smiles gently. "It's my job, princess. It's the best job I've ever received." She chuckles, placing her hand back at her side, supporting her on the bed, the other over her legs. She sighs. "Besides. I wouldn't want any of them placing their disgusting hands on my preciois Princess now would I?" She glances at Lara, a teasing smile on her lips.