Long Nights

The raging inferno rising off of the roofs of my homeland are seared into my mind. The screams and cries, the sound of one kingdom absorbing another-- were it only so clinical as that made it sound. Nay, it was an ocean of chaos, waves of Corlion soldiers crashing upon the rocks of stone walls to deliver King Vod IX his latest hold in a string of conquests. He knew full well that my Father, King of Rilya, was bed-ridden, his strength failing. The perfect time for an assault. As his sole child I've begged him to abdicate for precisely this reason, to let me take the reins, but he refuses to see me as anything but his baby despite my years, not as someone ready to bear this responsibility.

Thin, fair-skinned, long-haired, soft-featured and standoffish, bratty even. I bear a knick across my nose from an ill-placed sword-swing during a bout in the yard, a practice I was promptly banned from. "Poor little Ari" the other nobles would tease as they road off to the tournies they were already participating in. I was not exactly the picture of an inspiring, broad-backed ruler. But despite my reputation for selfishness I was confident in my ability to rise to the occasion.

I was never offered that chance.

There were contingencies in place to protect the Royal family, of course. As soon as news reached our keep I was whisked away in a carriage with several of our most trusted guards. My mother was in another, each of us making our treacherous voyage to Ylmire. I arrived as the sun rose, what would prove to be the second longest night of my life come to an end.

That day I met you, ruler of Ylmire, and was left with an impression which did the tales of you no justice. All day I was let be, treated to whatever it was I desired, waiting desperately for the arrival of my family who had not yet reached the appointed destination. As the sun sank yet again I remembered those fires again, staring out the window of my chambers before a servant arrived to let me know I'd been summoned to yours.

The longest night of my life had begun.

Your 'checking in' on me quickly turns physical. Round after round, with breaks in between of course, the scents and sounds of sex fill your bed chambers. Our sweat-kissed bodies hardly part until the sun rises once again, the nature of our relationship solidified. With the night behind me I've earned your permission to remain here as long as I wish.

That's the gist of my interpretation of this lovely little event! You'll note I've been rather vague with the nature of my Ari, particularly in the physicality department. To get into a bit which probably wouldn't show up in their internal monologue, their flesh is supple and smooth, and they've a plump, sizable rear. As far as genitalia are concerned, I'm indifferent! So do let me know whether you'd like to be playing opposite a Prince or Princess. Enby is on the table as well, as is playing one and being misgendered.

As for the ruler of Ylmire, please come with a character in mind! It can be who or whatever you might like, fantasy races and all sorts of things are on the table. In that same vein, do let me know if you'd like Ari to belong to a particular fantasy race! My only requirement is that this 'longest night' is spent with copious love-making, the tone of which we can discuss as well. Perhaps you're forceful and uncompromising, requiring this of me for the political risk you're taking in housing me? Perhaps you're endlessly sympathetic, hoping to do whatever you can to reassure this young royal who has lost their home? Or anything in between!

Now, on to the fun stuff. Kinks! I'll start by mentioning broadly a few ways this could go. I’m pansexual, a switch and vers (despite my largely submissive post history) so there are plenty of options.

As a Sub: Probably my favorite path is that while I’m confident, steadfast, selfish, and even bratty, I'm also pliable to your advances when you prove yourself to be sympathetic to the reeling royal. Or, perhaps I'm simply helpless to the forefulness of those advances. After you’ve got me alone in your chambers to 'check up on me', whoever you are, will you get the heir(ess) to let their guard down? Or will you break it down?

Some kinks that might work well here in my view are facesitting (receiving), cunnilingus (giving), public play, teasing (receiving), edging (receiving), sloppy blowjobs (giving), rimming (giving/receiving), anal training (receiving), anal (receiving), chastity (receiving), crude gags (on my character— torn clothes, underwear, rags), creampies (giving or receiving), non-con/dub-con (as the victim), body worship (giving or receiving— cock, ass, pussy, feet), light bondage (receiving), forced orgasms (receiving), musk, sweat, orgasm denial (receiving), exhibitionism/voyeurism, forced bi (as the victim), age gaps, feminization (receiving), interspecies/interracial partners, breeding or breeding talk, emasculation/misgendering (receiving), humiliation (receiving), spanking (receiving), insults (receiving, barring slurs), blackmail (receiving), cuckolding (as cuck), lots of cum/precum, groping, squeezing, me begging, size comparison, frotting, strap-ons (wearing or receiving), being nude or dressed up femme, species play (i.e. mocking whatever fantasy race I may belong to-- please nothing pertaining to real life groups!) and probably more!

I know that’s quite a lot and I even went to the trouble of specifying in what direction everything goes but I mean it when I say nothing is required! Quite a lot of these are covering the bases of different gendered partners. So long as the general theme of “twisting the lonesome heir(ess) around your finger” is involved, however otherwise vanilla, we should be able to have some fun!

As a Dom: Another option is of course for you to offer yourself up on a platter to this noble, a small gesture of comfort for the loss of one's homeland. I’ll put a disclaimer that I won’t likely be a particularly cruel dom so if that’s what you’re hoping for you may want to look elsewhere. Also, do note my rather androgynous physique will continue to apply so don’t expect an abundantly masculine royal to suddenly replace Ari. Additionally, even should I be in charge in the bedroom I'd prefer that not be the case outside. It would feel rather strange to me to come into a new city as a well-bred refugee and start barking orders.

Kinks that apply better here for me are lingerie, stockings, clothed sex, receiving long blowjobs, giving or receiving rimming, giving facials, giving teasing, giving anal, gags collars and/or leashes on subs, giving forced orgasms, giving orgasm denial, age gaps, interspecies partners, cheating, exhibitionism/voyeurism, lots of cum, creampies, breeding, humiliation, foot play, spanking, and more! Same goes as above that nothing is required so long as the generally dynamic of submitting to the man whose secret you now know.

With all that out on the table, I hope to hear from you! Let me know what you have in mind, come with something fun, tantalizing, and unique. I adore characters that have their own canonical quirks and kinks so bonus points to any of those in that vein. Should you be even more a masochist than I am though you can get to know a bit more about me in my DPP Profile before shooting over a message. And I am very eager to read your message!

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