#— ❛❛ // MAKO ¦ My Oath to Always be a Shield through any Storm・ 「 Threads」

[oathofpromises]

a risky kiss between forbidden lovers . — Mako and T'sori

Mako, weary and worn, staggered back from yet another treacherous mission. Upon returning, she recalled that T'sori had requested that she visit his chambers before returning to her own room. However, she couldn't shake the image of the princess and him holding hands. The woman knew he was merely pretending, but that didn't alleviate the pain she felt in her chest. For a moment, she thought about returning to her own room but they made a promise to each other.

The Paladin came to a halt, Mako's heart pounding against her chest. The dimly lit marble hallway stretched out around the woman. Its elegant grandeur concealing secrets and hidden affections. Every step she took was a dance with danger, a delicate waltz between duty and temptation. One that she had struggled with for so many years. If only they knew just how many secret touches the prince and his paladin had shared behind closed doors.

In a twist of fate, there were no guards to be found in that moment, a peculiar occurrence given their constant presence everywhere else she went. Which would normally concern Mako, but given how tired she was right now figured it was just one of those nights. With bated breath, she stood before the door, her heart pounding in her chest. Just as her trembling hand was about to fall back to her side, fate intervened. The door swung open, revealing T'sori, their eyes locking in a tender gaze. It wasn’t one that should be shared between them yet it was how they had always been with each other. In a daring move, the prince seized Mako by the wrist, pulling her into the depths of the bedroom, where secrets and hidden affections awaited.

"T'sori,we mustn't continue meeting like this, night after night…" Mako whispered, her voice trembling, everything felt heavy with the weight of their forbidden love. Before she could utter another syllable or hesitation, the Au Ra found herself enveloped in T'sori strong embrace. His fingers running through her long pink hair, it was just a hug yet his touch sending shivers down her spine. Once again igniting a fire within her that she couldn't deny…nor did she want to anymore.

In that moment, the world around them faded away, leaving only the allure of their love. Their mouths quickly collided in a passionate embrace, lips locked in a daring dance of desire. With a fervent urgency, their bodies succumbed to the pull of the plush bed, surrendering to the intoxicating magnetism that enveloped them.How many stolen glances and lingering touches had she desperately tried to deny? Oh, the countless hours she had spent weaving a delicate web of self-restraint, only to have it unravel at the mere thought of him. He was her undoing, the one person that had her wrapped around his finger completely.

Meanwhile, in the depths of T'sori's heart, a burning desire consumed him, igniting a flame that danced dangerously close to the edge of his soul. It was a hunger, one that made his entire being ache. The truth was the prince very existence depended on her presence. Every moment without Mako felt like an eternity, a void that threatened to swallow him whole. The fear of losing her, of being torn apart from the one who held the key to his heart, gripped him tightly.

"Mako,for just one night, allow me this...'

T'sori whispered, his voice filled with longing, His lips like a forbidden temptation, brushed against hers once more. It was so hard to resist him when he asked so softly. Mako eyes widened, as she noticed glistening droplets cascaded down the prince's face, mirroring the anguish within both their souls.

Trembling hands, tenderly cradled Mako's face, desperately yearning to keep her close, unwilling to release her from his grasp. Her presence consumed him, igniting a fire deep within his soul that burned with an intensity he couldn't resist. For years thoughts of her danced through his mind, a tantalizing whirlwind that threatened to drive him to the brink. Mako was truly the embodiment of all that he wanted, the one dream he so desperately wanted yet fate was so cruel to deny him. She was also a dangerous temptation that beckoned him close, daring him to succumb to the depths of their shared passion. To close the space between them and only focus on the other.

'None of those princesses could ever compare to you, my love. Abandon the shackles of duty and obligation, for one night...just let me be with you.'

In the depths of her soul, Mako was aware that this path would inevitably pave the way for more heartache. It could even lead to their downfall yet, she found herself teetering on the edge of her emotional threshold, unable to resist T'sori. The Paladin found herself instinctively caressing his face, gentle fingers trembling with anticipation. With a daring move, she tilted her head upwards, lips barely grazing against his, igniting a fiery spark that threatened to consume them both.

Her response was a tantalizing revelation, a confession that in the depths of her being, she yearned for him with an intensity that matched his own. That she trusted him and only wished for his happiness.

With a gentle touch, she delicately placed his hand upon her chest, a soft smile gracing her lips. Inhaling deeply, she summoned the courage to release the words that had been delicately held within her heart, statements that had only ever graced his presence.

"T'sori..From the depths of my heart, I have forever belonged to you.."

Those were the words she desired to utter, as the prince, with a tender gaze, drew closer and gently pressed his lips against hers. Their hands, like two delicate vines, entwined effortlessly, as they surrendered themselves to the enchantment of their embrace.Mako felt him put something on her finger as they kissed. When she looked down, she noticed a beautiful red ring. It was the engagement ring that he was supposed to present to a princess as a gift.

'Mako, I chose you. My father will either have to agree or be left in the dust. You are all that matters and have always been at my side. I'm tired of hiding how I feel about you. To crave your touch every moment you are away..'

She was on the verge of bursting into tears as she realized how impossible it would be for them to be seen together in public places outside of this room. That it was simply a dream they would continue to crave for until T'sori was compelled to marry someone else.

Is this our fate..forever to remain a secret.

[oathofpromises]

( little spoon ) both muses are cuddling and the receiver ends up being the little spoon — I don't have him yet ( perhaps in the future ) but T'sori to Mako

Mako grimaced; today had been unpleasant, to say the least. The Allagan kingdom had enemies everywhere, which made keeping T'sori, the prince and next heir to the throne, safe that much harder. Blood had stained her armor, which the Au Ra had grown accustomed to, but it didn't mean that each death wasn't affecting her. Some of those people were simply carrying out orders. They had no idea what they were getting themselves into. None of them did, which was a bitter reminder of how T'sori, and she had never asked to be the Prince and shield. Her role as his bodyguard required her to ensure his safety at all times. The King didn't seem to like her particularly much. On that fateful day years ago when she vowed to be T'sori's defender. At first, his parents looked opposed to the notion, almost as though they were concerned about how close the two were.

Mako had grown up as T'sori's best friend; it was only after his eyes were awakened that the young prince was forbidden from visiting her. In reality, they were either afraid of a threat or merely did not trust the Au Ra. Anyone who came into contact with T'sori and Mako noticed that the two were in love. Their emotions, however, were continually pushed to the side due to their obligations. It made finding time to spend with each other that much more difficult. The King and his soldiers were always keeping an eye on the paladin, ensuring she was never truly alone with T'sori. It did nothing but raise Mako's blood pressure.

"Our love... It shouldn't be a crime, yet I am unable to touch him without a glance in my direction. He is a royal prince. I am his shield. That's all we're going to ever be."

Mako gently laid down on her bed, trying hard to sleep, but that was a luxury she didn't have much of these days. The Paladin was about to give up on sleeping tonight when she felt the bed shift slightly. She turned and saw that T'sori was lying down behind her.

"T’sori, you know we aren’t allowed to be in one another's room this late," Mako said as she felt his arms wrap around her and gently bring her back into him. They fit together perfectly, like two halves of a whole. It was never about duty to him; the prince loved her beyond anything else. He had always shown that, even when they were kids.

'You didn't come back to me after your mission. I was concerned that something had happened to you.

That was right, Mako had promised to report back to T'sori after the mission but ended up getting into a very heated argument with his father. A part of the Paladin wanted to tell him about it, but the other simply wanted to cherish this moment they had with each other. The woman thoughts were paused, as she felt his lips against her neck.

"T'sori..if your parents saw us like this, I would be executed for disobeying their orders..." It was so hard to resist him, when the prince treated her so gently. Turning, she faced the other, cuddling into his chest. It was only then that she could see that tender look in those red rubies of his.

'Mako...I missed you all day..please let me take care of you for once. All you have ever done is protect me, even when we were kids. At least let me give the woman I love everything I have.." whispered T'sori as he cupped her face, thumbing it gently.

How could Mako resist him, when he had her entire heart and soul. She would be anything for him, do whatever it takes to ensure he lived. Reaching up her hand held onto his, smiling as she leaned closer, their foreheads touching. Surely, after all they had given up, it was alright to take this moment to hold one another. To finally give in to those feelings they felt for years..the yearning. How the slight touch of his fingers sent a shock throughout her entire body.

Slowly, Mako allowed their lips to tough lightly, a part of her still afraid to allow themselves to express such affections. It wasn't something she was entirely used to, but for T'sori she would allow her heart to flutter at his presence. T'sori leaned closer, allowing himself to trail kisses up and down her neck. Their hands intertwined together, as Mako closed her eyes. It was difficult to say no to him when he acted so cute.

It was so quick, as Mako felt his fingers snap something around her neck. It took paladin a moment before glancing down to see a beautiful red blossom pendant.

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continued from here with @diademreigned

His words caressed her heart with a tenderness that only lovers could share, painting a picture of affection and devotion. They weren't allowed to be like this with each other but as fate would have it, the moment she gracefully entered his room, clad in nothing but a delicate tank top and shorts, the atmosphere shifted, and the air became charged with an undeniable allure.

However, that couldn't compare to the exquisite sensation that coursed through her body when his tender lips graced the delicate skin of her fingers. Mako's name, softly spoken from his lips, echoed through the air like a sweet melody. One that she would spend a eternity listening to. His red eyes locked onto hers, as the world around them faded into insignificance. This was their own private sanctuary, where time stood still and their love could be freely expressed without worry of being caught. It was what they both wanted for so many years, but duty and obligation to a world teetering on the precipice of chaos. It was their connection a dangerous flame, flickering on the edge of reason.

As she timidly requested to accompany him to the bathing chambers, to bask in the tender embrace of steamy waters with her beloved. The Paladin's heart fluttered with anticipation, unsure of how T'sori would react to such a vulnerable act of intimacy. They had shared the ritual of bathing together, yet it had always been a mere practicality, a simple act of ensuring each other's cleanliness.

The air crackled with anticipation, and their hearts beat in perfect synchrony, echoing the rhythm of their unspoken desires. It was in this moment that they would allow themselves to be vulnerable, basking in the warmth of their connection.

With a gentle nod, Mako allowed T'sori to rest against her tender frame, their faces tantalizingly close, mere inches apart. A delicate blush adorned the woman's visage, her heart fluttering with an enticing desire to bridge the distance between them, to lean in and let their souls intertwine in a passionate embrace. To grant the other the exquisite pleasure of surrendering to the depths of their emotions. Yet, amidst the chaos, her heart ached for him, her beloved. His injuries, a cruel reminder of the battles he had fought, took precedence over all else.

As she gently brushed aside the strands of hair that clung to his forehead, her delicate touch revealed the dried blood that adorned his noble face. Oh, how she longed to heal his wounds and bring him solace, to be the balm that soothes his pain. In that moment, her love for him burned brighter than ever, igniting a flame.. Mako couldn't help but imagine the tender touch of her fingers, delicately combing through his hair, as if each strand held a secret waiting to be discovered. The thought of cleansing his tresses consumed her mind, as if it were a sacred ritual, an intimate act of devotion. It was a task that required utmost care and attention.

"If you start feel lightheaded my beloved please let me know." Mako whispered, expressing her concern for her love. With utmost care, she assisted the prince in removing his shirt and pants, their touch's filled with an undeniable intimacy.

'My dearest,'whispered T'sori, tenderly assisting her in undressing. In that moment, the two found their bodies adorned only in delicate undergarments. A rosy hue painted their cheeks, a testament to the intense emotions that coursed through their veins.

With a graceful stride, Mako approached the bath, her heart fluttering in anticipation. Delicate fingers gently caressed the water's surface, ensuring its warmth still enveloped the porcelain tub. As the gentle breeze caressed her skin, she turned to T'sroi. In that moment, he tenderly reached out, his touch sending shivers down her spine, as he gracefully undressed her, revealing her vulnerability to his adoring gaze. In a moment of intimate connection, they found themselves nestled in the warm embrace of a luxurious tub. He tenderly positioned himself behind her, their bodies fitting together like two puzzle pieces destined to be united.

"T'sori, I am meant to cleanse your hair first…" Mako chuckled softly, her heart fluttering as his lips brushed against the delicate curve of her neck. As she gently closed her eyes, a wave of tranquility washed over her, carrying away all her doubts and fears. In the presence of his enticing aura, her heart danced to a melody only they could hear. His lips, like delicate petals, whispered words of affection, words that were meant solely for her.

Her luscious, flowing locks of pink cascaded down her back, a vibrant hue that matched the blossoming love between them. With a gentle touch, his fingers caressed the silky strands, igniting a tender spark within her soul. As their eyes locked, a magnetic force drew her closer, and she found herself gracefully settling onto his lap, their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace. Their proximity was nothing new, but the mere thought of it sent a quiver of emotions cascading through her tender heart.

The intensity of their yearning for one another was immeasurable, growing stronger with each passing day, making it increasingly challenging to conceal their true desires. Every time their fingers delicately brushed against each other in the hallway, a pang of longing pierced her heart.

In every moment, she could feel his eyes delicately caressing her, their connection growing stronger with each passing second. It was as if their souls were entwined, bound together by an invisible thread of love. She found herself yearning for his gaze, craving the intensity and passion that radiated from his eyes. There was a tenderness that set her heart ablaze, a melody that resonated deep within her soul. With every syllable, he wove a tapestry of affection, painting a portrait of devotion that was meant for her and her alone. The way he spoke, so distinctly and intimately, revealed a connection that transcended everything.

Which brought up the question: what decree compelled him to marry a princess? Akane, the mother of T'sori, possessed an unwavering kindness that had never wavered, not even once, especially when it came to her son's choice of life partner. That left one profound realization that it was indeed his father.

Mako's thoughts were abruptly halted, her mind jolted into the present moment as she felt the gentle touch of T'sori's lips upon her shoulder. He had a way of occupying her thoughts so completely that it became difficult to focus on anything else. Every moment, his presence lingered in her mind, like an enchanting melody that refused to fade away. And so, with each passing day, her thoughts were consumed by him. One day, as if drawn by an invisible force, she turned slowly, her gaze meeting his.

The image of his smile, warm and genuine, remained etched in the depths of her heart, a constant reminder of the love they once shared. Lost in her thoughts, she absentmindedly reached for a cup, its delicate porcelain surface cool against her fingertips. Unbeknownst to her, a mischievous impulse took hold, and she poured its contents over his unsuspecting head, a playful act that brought laughter and joy to their lives. Pausing for a brief moment, she delicately scooped up a generous handful of shampoo, her fingers trembling slightly. With a gentle touch, she began to massage the fragrant lather into his hair, the crimson stains slowly dissolving beneath her skilled hands.

He was the beating of her heart, the breath in her lungs, the very essence of her existence. Every moment spent in his presence was a symphony of emotions, a dance of passion and desire.

In a hushed tone, Mako gently whispered, her voice filled with tenderness and affection, "I love you…" The words escaped her lips, carrying with them a profound depth of emotion. The very words that had the potential to seal her fate. Condemn her to the cold embrace of the guillotine.

[oathofpromises]

             Tag drop: Character Tags Pt 1

—  ❛❛  // MAKO  ¦ My Oath to Always be a Shield through any Storm・ 「 Threads」

— ❛❛ // MAKO ¦ My Everything has Always been yours my heart・ 「 Musings」

—  ❛❛  // YOTSUYU GOE BRUTUS ¦ My appetite for your agony is as an abyss-bottomless. Insatiable.・ 「 Musings」

— ❛❛ // YOTSUYU GOE BRUTUS ¦Speak not of things that would disrupt their common dreary lives.・ 「Threads」

—  ❛❛  // JILL VALENTINE ¦You want S.T.A.R.S? I'll give you S.T.A.R.S! ・ 「 Threads」

—  ❛❛  // JILL VALENTINE ¦The ashes of Raccoon City would be Umbrella's ashes too.・ 「 Musings」

—  ❛❛  // JILL VALENTINE ¦ Don't you trust your partner?・ 「 Playlist」

—  ❛❛  // JILL VALENTINE ¦ I can handle this on my own. And don't call me little girl・ 「 Headcanons」

—  ❛❛  // CLAIRE REDFIELD ¦You've got two choices here: kill or be killed, your call!・「 Musings」

—  ❛❛  // CLAIRE REDFIELD  ¦ VISAGE・

—  ❛❛  // CARLOS OLIVEIRA  ¦ I told you I couldn't leave you in a Carlos-less world. That would just be too cruel. ・

—  ❛❛  // ASHLEY GRAHAM ¦I'm never turning into one of them! Never!・ 「 Threads」

—  ❛❛  // ASHLEY GRAHAM ¦Sunshine in the Darkness.・ 「 Musings」

—  ❛❛  // ASHLEY GRAHAM  ¦ VISAGE・

—  ❛❛  // ADA WONG ¦You look like you've seen a ghost・ 「 Musings」

—  ❛❛  // ADA WONG ¦ VISAGE・

—  ❛❛  // ALBERT WESKER ¦ I'm not destroying the world, I'm saving it!・ 「 Musings」

—  ❛❛  // ALBERT WESKER ¦ VISAGE・

—  ❛❛  // LEON SCOTT KENNEDY ¦ A bit of advice, try using knives next time. ・ 「 Musings」

—  ❛❛  // LEON SCOTT KENNEDY ¦ VISAGE・

—  ❛❛  // AMICIA DE RUNE¦ stay with me and I'll be your protector・ 「 Musings」

—  ❛❛  // AMICIA DE RUNE ¦ VISAGE・

—  ❛❛  // ASHLEY GRAHAM & LEON SCOTT KENNEDY ¦DYNAMIC・ 「 FRIENDS」

—  ❛❛  // COMMANDER SHEPARD¦ stay with me and I'll be your protector・ 「 Musings」

—  ❛❛  // LARA CROFT¦The extraordinary is in what we do, not who we are.・ 「 Musings」

—  ❛❛  // LYNA¦Protector of the Crystarium・ 「 Musings」

—  ❛❛  // LYNA¦I will always be their light in the darkness・ 「 Threads」

—  ❛❛  // LEON SCOTT KENNEDY ¦ This time, it can be different. It has to. ・ 「 Threads」

—  ❛❛  // JILL VALENTINE ¦I Hope you know we had everything・ 「 Rouge verse」

—  ❛❛  // LYSE HEXT  ¦ whatever I chose to do from now on, I do as Lyse  ・ 「 Threads」

—  ❛❛  // LYSE HEXT  ¦ Until we're strong enough to take back everything they stole!  ・ 「 Musings」

— ❛❛ //JILL WARRICK ¦Moonlight Melodies ・ 「 Threads」

—  ❛❛  //JILL WARRICK  ¦Ice Queen with eyes filled with stars ・ 「 Musings」

—  ❛❛  // JILL WARRICK  ¦ VISAGE・

— ❛❛ //SADU DOTHARL ¦such a warrior within she will bask in my glorious flame.・ 「 Headcanons」

��� ❛❛ //JULI KIDMAN ¦None of this is real, it's all Illusion・ 「 Musings」

—  ❛❛  // JULI KIDMAN  ¦ VISAGE・

— ❛❛ //JULI KIDMAN ¦No going back now..this is my choice・ 「 Threads」

— ❛❛ //RYNE WATERS ¦They're everything to me. All I have and all I need. ・ 「 Musings」

— ❛❛ //RYNE WATERS ¦‪I don't know about the world...but I never asked to be saved.  ・ 「 Threads」

— ❛❛ //RYNE WATERS ¦‪I don't know about the world...but I never asked to be saved.  ・ 「 Threads」

— ❛❛ //RYNE WATERS ¦However hard it gets, it's my life, and I want to live it on my own terms!・ 「 Headcanons」

—  ❛❛  // RYNE WATERS  ¦ VISAGE・

— ❛❛ //HILDA WARE ¦To be sure, our lives won't change overnight ・「 Musings」

—  ❛❛  // HILDA WARE  ¦ VISAGE・

— ❛❛ //ARDBERT HYLFYST ¦We were just adventurers trying to make our way.・「 Musings」

—  ❛❛  // ARDBERT HYLFYST  ¦ VISAGE・

—  ❛❛  // LADY EXARCH  ¦ The waves will break every chain on me ・ 「 Playlist」

— ❛❛ //YUGIRI MISTWALKER ¦To whom much is given, much is expected.・「 Threads」

— ❛❛ //Y'SHTOLA RHUL ¦So much left in the world to discover・「 Threads」

— ❛❛ //URIANGER AUGURELT ¦My path is unchanged; my creed sacrosanct. ・「 Threads」

— ❛❛ //ELLIE WILLIAMS ¦Everybody I have cared for has either died or left me.・「 Musings」

— ❛❛ //I'NEZY T'ZES ¦No matter how much time passed, I always remembered you・「Threads」

—  ❛❛  //VENAT¦・Has your journey been good? Has it been worthwhile?・「Threads」

— ❛❛ // YSAYLE DANGOULAIN¦I am neither a saint nor a savior—just another sinner.・ 「 Threads」