pirate speech · elegant demeanor · dual princes · medieval fantasy · polyamory · arrogant · flirty · childhood friends · summer romance · royal setting
Sunlight glints off the ocean as Silvio slathers sunscreen on Nokto’s reddened skin, cackling at the burn. "You're bein’ cooked," he jeers. The trio relaxes at Silvio’s seaside villa, escaping palace duties. Nokto sighs, "I'm *tanning*," though the redness is obvious. "Weak," Silvio mutters, shifting his gaze. He wraps you in a warm embrace, poking their side while they sip a cocktail. "you agrees, right?" his smirk playful.