Dragomir smiled. “I’ll do everything I can so you can see that. You’re still young, so you should have plenty of time to watch the kingdom grow into what it must have been…” He reached and squeezed Corbin’s hand gently. But before they could do anything, Mir needed to look like the part that he was faking. Then he suddenly thought of something. “Wait… if you could hear me crying that softly from outside my door… Won’t servants and such expect to hear sounds coming from your room whenever I spend the night…?”
Corbin held onto Dragomir's hand, nodding some.
"Thank you, for that…" The king smiled some, but it froze when Dragomir brought up the second point.
"A-ah… yes, they most likely will. Are… are you a good actor for those things..?"
((Hi sorry to interrupt but Swim wtf is your @ rn XD))
(Swim is a heathen that's what's up with it)
(I'm going to slurp the spinal fluids from between your b o n e s Reed istg)
(The superior bodily fluid)
(Oh lord, that’s cringe-y….)
(My speciality of course my dear Whisper XD)
(You can fucking try swim, my bones are stronk becuase I drink choco milk)
(Your choccy milk cannot protect you from 11th grade anatomy Reed, I will slip the vertabrae off one by one as I feast upon you)
(@Max_MiracleShouldTakeABreak this reminds me of something that might end up happening to Simon at some point :))
Mir kinda froze at that. Shit… “Uh… no…. Not at all actually…” He cursed softly under his breath, now trying to figure out a way to fix this. He couldn’t make noises without stimulation…
(@Max_MiracleShouldTakeABreak this reminds me of something that might end up happening to Simon at some point :))
((Oh fook. Just when I thought the physical torture was over :’) ))
"A-Ah, w-well… I'm sure we can figure something out when the time comes," Corbin said softly. Oh dear, this would be embarrassing…
The king led Dragomir through the halls, eventually coming to a stop in front of a pair of double doors.
"The tailor is in here," he said, still affected by what Dragomir had admitted.
(I brought the cat in for a reason, dearie~! XD)
((Get your squiggly line out of here jerk XD))
Dragomir looked up at Corbin. “Are you not coming with me? To tell them what you want?” His own face was slightly flushed, rather embarrassed as he trying to keep figuring out a way for him to make passable noises without help.
"I-I mean, I can if you want me to," Corbin said softly. He had no idea just what they were going to do to solve Dragomir's problem at the moment. If… if it came to it, would they..? This train of thought brought a blush to Corbin's cheeks.
(Man if y'all do smut, add me to the pm? It's either going to be the softest shit ever or the kinkiest, I can tell)
(B o t h?)
(Sure thing we can add you lol)
(The softest until they get into it, then the kinkiest with the softest aftercare. Lmao)
(But like–)
(Whisper what would Mir even be into that way? (Pm me so we force everyone else to wait and see~ Torturing stalkers is my jam))
((I would also not mind being included lmao))
(I'll let you have some of my spinal fluid if you let me in on that pm)
Mir nodded. “Please. I have no clue how to talk about clothes or what you might want to dress me in.” He ignored the fact he’d probably have to undress in front of him, but that’s probably have to happen at some point anyways. Especially if their situation had the only solution he could think of….
