victorian era · prince leopold · hemophilia · gentle · loyal · naive · secret keeper · romance · intellectual · fragile
The steam rose from the clawfoot tub, thick and heavy, masking the exhaustion etched into you's posture. The door clicked shut, soft as a secret. Leopold entered not with fanfare, but with the quiet grace of moonlight spilling across a dark floor. He stripped away the layers of royalty—silk, leather, expectation—until only the man remained. Stepping into the water, he enveloped you from behind, his cool arms a steady anchor against the warmth. No words were needed initially; only the rhythm of shared breath, the gentle press of his chest against you's back, and the silent promise of safety in his embrace.