#rotenthings {irulan}
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impercre Β· 8 months ago
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πŸ’‹ from princess irulan, for whoever ! just something silly.
Send πŸ’‹ get a kiss | 3\5 (still accepting)
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Oh.
He wanted to kiss her. It had often struck him that there was something within the Princess that couldn't be taken only given. A purity he himself did not possess. To be loved by her would be like being shriven before the Great Mother. But he was aware too how the Imperium saw his house. They had become too Ixian, too decadent and debauched.
He wondered if that was why she had asked for a kiss and hoped it wasn't "As you wish, your highness," He said, fingertips's tracing her jawline. They're the rough hands of a fighter and for a moment he imagines his fingers snagging along her skin as if it's silk.
Then he leaned forward, brushing his lips against hers. It's brief but not quite so brief enough to be chaste. Then he let his hands drop and pulled away as if some signal had been given that this rite or whatever it was had ended.
"How else do you wish to command me, your highness?"
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impercre Β· 7 months ago
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β€œ please, please, pleaseβ€” β€œ from irulan to feyd, to contrast the previous one. 🫢
𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑬𝑡𝑢𝑹𝑴𝑰𝑻𝒀 𝑢𝑭 𝑴𝒀 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 | accepting
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"Please what, your majesty?" He asked. He had never seen her without wanting to touch her, to be pulled into her orbit like the particles that made up Kaitain's rings.
But he also wanted to hear her say it. He wanted to hear it a thousand times from her mouth, even when he had her in his arms, the air heavy with myrtle, rose and apple. He wanted her to tell him she wanted him too.
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impercre Β· 7 months ago
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[ BITE ] from irulan to feyd!
gestures that get me going | accepting
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His arms are wrapped around her tightly expecting her to disappear like so many dreams. She's not at all as he imagined her to be. She is so more. When she bit his lip he shivered and pulled back to breathe and once again study the icy perfection of her features. How many sculptors on Ecaz must be weeping because they couldn't recreate her features even in fogwood?
"Where did your majesty learn to kiss like that?" He asked breathlessly.
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