forum "Now I know it's insane--" "I get to walk around shirtless and literally live in the lap of luxury? Where do I sign?" /Male OxOxO romance/ closed! / 16+only

Started October 03, 2020 by @ElderGodSwimwithGamers group

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Mir hung his head as he realized he was the reason they were getting all of these hateful stares. He kept his bright pink eyes on the ground, hoping they’d get to wherever they were going soon….

(Oh it would be so cool to see that Whisper!)

Corbin ignored the glares being sent to the men behind him, his head held high. He was a king, they would respect him. They continued through the streets, coming to better and better sections of the city. The glares would only seem to increase, mostly because of the rarity of half breeds in this part.
Corbin eventually came to the gates of the palace, glancing back at the men behind him once before motioning for them to follow him inside as the gate opened.

(I’ll do that when I’m settled into my new place and have gotten my other art obligations done. Lol)

Mir kept feeling worse and worse the further into the city to the richer up city sections. When they came to the castle, he could barely stop himself from gaping, having never seen the place up close. This was going to be his new home…? When the king motioned for Dali and he to follow, he nervously followed, flinching as he walked behind, worrying about how far they had walked the negative effects it would have against Dali’s leg…

(Oh worm, my response didn't send)
Dali brushed his hand against Mir's arm, trying to send the message of 'I'll be fine, don't worry' and 'What about you, are you okay?' as they walked through the gates. He got caught up in the palace's splendor for a moment before biting his tongue and focusing back onto walking.

(Big oof. Also, I logically know that Dali is shorter than Mir, but I keep feeling like he’s slightly taller.)

Mir felt the brush of Dali’s hand and gave the more human looking of the pair a weak, but reassuring smile before turning his scared eyes back to the king’s feet, hiding them with the bangs of his white hair, not wanting to look up, but not wanting to accidentally lose him and get punished for wandering the grounds as a half-Fae.

(Dali has big dick energy, don't know what to tell you)

Dali nodded, brain at least a bit reassured that Mir was doing alright. Meeting Mir was probably a highlight of being in the army, then finding him again after they had both been dismissed. He would stick by this man until he was told to go away.

(oof–)

Corbin continued into the palace, not pausing. The courtyard was busy, people bustling about as they worked to tend to the king's possessions. Even now the two half fae were being glared at, the guards still on either side of them. Corbin brought them into the sweeping entrance hall, only pausing now to turn to look back at the two. The one worried him, with the injured leg, but he knew offering help would just hurt the man's pride more.

(Corbin @ Mir- p r o t e c c)
(Corbin @ Dali- my good sir you seem to be the tiny embodiment of anger, would you like some tea?)

Mir looked up when he noticed the king turning a bit and peered through his strands of white with worried eyes, unsure if Dali could take much more. He silently pleaded the king to hurry….

When Corbin turned, Dali almost had to physically restrain himself from glaring and/or spitting at the man's feet. Manners, He reminded himself, pressing his finger nails into the flesh of his palm. Remember what your Mami taught you.

(Please for the love of god– XD)

Corbin offered the man with white hair a small assuring smile, looking to the other. He didn't say a word, turning to lead the two up the stairs.
"We're almost to the rooms," he said, realizing he shouldn't be leaving these two in the dark. It also hit he didn't even know their names, but that could wait for later. He was sure the one with the limp leg would jump down his throat for it, but oh well.

Mir was very careful as he helped Dali up the stairs, moving very slowly up each step so his best mate wouldn’t get hurt from it too much. “Just… just move slowly Dali, and it shouldn’t hurt much more than usual…” he whimpered, wondering if he’d be given access to herbs so he could make a soothing poultice for Dali’s leg.

"I'm fine, Mir, don't worry." Dali frowned, he held onto the railing tightly and made his way up the stairs. It wasn't that hard if you had good enough upper arm strength, it just looked a bit strange to people who don't know what he was doing.

Mir whimpered very very quietly, scared and worried for his only friend. He knew Dali could handle himself, but he was also now in his overbearing caretaker mode. He didn’t care if he got snapped at, he just wanted Dali safe and in no more pain.