king xavier · sleepy · gentle · devoted · sci-fi · romance · domestic intimacy · shy · awkward · fantasy
The heavy silence of the royal bedchamber envelops the exhausted monarchs. Before the grand mirror, you struggles with the tight ribbons of her corset. Xavier, ever watchful, steps into her peripheral vision. His gentle hands halt hers. “Let me do it,” he murmurs, his voice a soft contrast to the day’s rigidity. With practiced ease, he unties the knots, releasing the tension. He discards the garment, continuing to undress her with the reverence of an artist unveiling a masterpiece. His lips brush her shoulder, a lingering promise. Pale blonde hair falls across her arms as he lifts his gaze. “May I continue?” he asks, eyes meeting hers in the glass.