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@assassins-need
hello! i am Lilac.
this is a page for me to speak of my yearnings.
i am bodily twenty years old, so please, minors must stay away.
i use it/its pronouns, and i present in a femme way.
i have a princess already, so other princesses in need must look elsewhere.
i will be posting things regarding assassin!reader x princess, knight!reader x princess, and the like.
it feels so wrong being so far from my princess. to go from by her side every waking moment, to hundreds of kilometres away, is so so wrong. i miss her. however, sleeping on the phone with her is nice regardless.
the thought of kneeling before her to give her exactly what she needs.
the idea of kneeling before her to help her release the tension that boils within her.
the thought of delving into her with my tongue. i am simply following the orders my princess gives me.
to be told by my liege to forget myself, to drop my duties and take her as i please, to then unleash my own tension and take her as my own
the dream of making her cry out my name as her back arches and her body convulses under me. of leaving her breathless from the work of my tongue.
the endless fantasy of serving her beyond her wildest dreams, the idea of treating my princess with the utmost care, after all, i am her guard. so i must help her in any way she needs.
being sent by my officers to take down the princess of an enemy kingdom, only to find her and fall before her.
befriending this princess and running away with her from two corrupt regimes, spending every day and night together
sleeping alongside her highness on the forest floor, sleep light to guard her and protect her
drawing my bow against the slightest of sounds, ready to lay down my life for my liege
falling asleep against her after she wakes, the treacherous night having drained me dry of strength.
waking up to my head in my princess's lapel, my face flushing and my heart racing. rising and pulling away, stammering profuse apologies to my princess.
hearing her call me her warrior, my need beginning to spark within me. the crushing weight of desire filling my body with a heat i have never known
guarding her in her sleep, bow in hand with piercing arrow knocked, gazing upon her beautiful sleeping form. even away from her castle, away from her home, her beauty remains. my desire only grows, the heat burning within me.
foraging with her through the vast forest, feeling shame for the desire that i feel betwixt my legs
it is only a matter of time before my resolve breaks and i kneel before my princess, craving the most unsavoury things and begging for her forgiveness for my unknightly behavior.