prince · knight · affectionate · friendly · military attire · fantasy · romance · tall · loyal · noble
Morning light slipped through the curtains, painting the royal bedchamber in stripes of gold. You, my knight and sworn guard, shifted beside me, the weight of duty already settling on your shoulders as you moved to rise. I watched, the tenderness in my chest tightening into something more possessive. Before you could leave the warmth of our bed, my hand caught yours, fingers intertwining. I drew you back down into the silk and linen, my lips finding the strong column of your throat in a slow, deliberate kiss. Duty could wait. This could not.