I'm used to men hating me.

Independent, slightly selective rp blog for The Queen of Hearts from "Are You Alice?".Crossover, AU, and OC friendly.Mun and muse are both 18+.

[estranged-queen]

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Having spared a brief glance over toward the other after he’d introduced him, Jack was relieved to see the other going along with that suddenly bestowed name so well, upon turning the focus shift back toward his mother and his continued talking the young man drew his own brows in a bit at her question following his given story. Unfortunately however, he wasn’t immediately sure how to answer it… So instead he was silent for the moment, before feeling thankful that her attention had moved to the ravenette instead, hoping he’d address the question instead. Giving a small nod as they were gestured in, Jack followed in shortly after Quin, taking a moment to close the door behind himself before moving away.

Once again feeling relieved as the ravenette began explaining the situation, Jack simply allowed him to do the talking as he too moved to slip off his shoes, placing them back in roughly the same spot they were before he’d grabbed them to run out. He also felt rather glad that the other man was allowing the moment of his hand being released so suddenly to simply sweep by, guessing that his reason for doing so was understood rather easily… Straightening up after fixing his shoes, the blonde then blinked a bit at his mother’s words, at first happy that she’d agreed to let the other man stay before next looking a bit embarrassed at her joke. A feeling and expression which only worsened as Quin joined in with the jokes and laughter, a pinkish hue seeping over his cheeks as the ravenette nudged him. “Oh come on…” only muttering this slight complaint toward the teasing, he then sighed a little.

Brushing a hand over his face and into his bangs, he then made a small sound of agreement to the suggestion before actually speaking up. “Yes ma'am.” replying politely his attention then moved to Quin after his mother left the room, a soft sound of surprise moving through him as the other took his hand and began dragging him about. Stumbling just slightly as they first went to move he soon caught himself as was walking along beside the other, subtly leading the way toward the den as they walked since he felt that was as a starting place as any. “Ah, while I’m sure I already know where you’d prefer…” he began, a slightly rosy tint once again present upon his cheeks. “That might not be the best idea… There’s a guest room upstairs though, so we could make that up for you.” suggesting this as they entered the den, he then stopped a little ways into the room so the other could look about.

“Oh, I'm getting a room all to myself, huh?” the ravenette questioned the other as he allowed the o the other to sense take the lead on to where they were going. After all, the queen himself hadn’t an idea as to where anything was. “Are you saying you don’t want me to stay in the same bed as you?” Skin questioned him further with a small little smirk as he was being led into the den, almost ignoring the room entirely as he asked, but he eventually just brushed off th3 question, signaling it was fine if he didn’t answer it as he looked away from him and about the room. Thankfully on Jack's end, Quin's voice wasn’t loud enough for Jack's mother to of heard him say those suggestive things…

The ravenette looked about the den with curiosity, the sound coming from in the room he assumed to of been a radio located somewhere u him he spotted what appeared to be a black box with colorful images moving across on it. He stared at the box in confusion for a while before he made his way toward it, weaving around the furniture to reach his goal, though as he did so, he had ran a hand along the fabric of the sofas until he settled in front of the box with the colorful moving images. He crouched, touching the screen with his gloved fingers and putting his face somewhat close to the screen only to back up a few moments later, rubbing at his eyes. “Nngh… What is that thing?” he questioned, still touching the screen with his other hand.

[estranged-queen]

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Noticing the annoyance upon the other’s face being replaced by surprise and perhaps a little confusion at his answer, Jack felt just a little bit of amusement, though with the small laugh that left the other’s lips he couldn’t help but wonder if the queen had found his own amusement in said answer… Given how the man was though, that was quite likely. Pursing his lips slightly with that thought, his attention was then drawn away from that train of thought at the sigh which passed the other’s lips, finding the soft yet sweet noise to be quite the pleasant sound. A fact which though a little embarrassing, wasn’t too bothersome to him in the moment… At the queen’s question however, the blonde couldn’t help but glance away again, he didn’t venture to answer however. Rather, the fact that he indeed hadn’t thought about before was likely easy to read on his face. Continuing with his rubbing and soft squeezing of the other’s thighs as the ravenette went about pleasuring them, Jack couldn’t help but to give a few soft moans of his own as well, although letting his voice out like this did feel a bit embarrassing… So the man couldn’t help but try to quiet himself once more by lightly biting his lip again.

Something he was accepting a bit easier however, was that the sounds leaving the queen’s lips were a pleasant excitement to him. Ordinarily that would likely come as a bit surprising to him, much like the other had felt before, but… Seeing as they were in an intimate situation such as this, that feeling of surprise was quite dulled. Finally bringing his gaze back toward the other as he felt the touch moving along his body, the knave felt a thump in his chest at the sight of the expression now present on the ravenette’s face. Swallowing softly as the smaller male leaned forward and slid along his body, a small shudder traveled along his spine, with Jack reciprocating this touch by sliding his hands from the other’s thighs and up along his back. With a slight sound leaving him at the squeeze to his chest, the blonde parted his lips just a bit, only to have another small noise leave him as the other flicked the sensitive bud beneath his finger. “A little odd…but, I don’t dislike it…” answering softly after a little hesitation, Jack felt heat settle into his cheeks as the other gazed at him.

While he’d considered admitting something a bit different, being under the other’s focus like this made those words want to catch in his throat instead. As, even though he’d been given freedom to speak during this time… Doing so still felt a bit difficult in a moment like this. Bringing one of his hands up along the other’s nape as a soft sigh left his lips, Jack mustered up the resolve to better explain his feelings toward the other’s actions. “And by ‘don’t dislike it’… I mean good…that it feels good…” the words came as a rather quiet mutter, but even so letting them free did lift a bit of tightness from the taller man’s chest.

The other's hands moving up along his back caused a shiver to ripple through the shorter male, his back arching inwards, even. A soft, sweet sound passing through him, closing his eyes. A small smile came to his lips as he heard the other's response to his question, a tiny giggle moving through him then before he leaned closer with the prompt of the other's hand at his nape. His lips caressed his for a moment before kissing him just before dipping down to the opposite pectoral of his hand. His attention was lost on pleasuring their cocks then, instead, he began to gently tug at his nipple with his teeth. His reaction would surely be priceless... Mauve colored pools gazed toward the other as he lifted his head as far as he could without thinking he'd hurt him to try and get a view on his face with the other's sensitive skin still held between his teeth.

The hand occupying the other pectoral continued to toy with the bud there, occasionally nudging the entire pectoral in a slight squeeze. There wasn't much to grab, but there was a bit, which was still nice in its own right. As for what was happening below, his hand still clutched their members, holding them together, but with his position now, moving his hand along the lengths wouldn't be too convenient, probably hurt both of them and he could tell just by the sensation below. Though, the pressure did bring a sort of pleasure to him still. A thought had come to him to simply move his hand out of the way to move his hips instead but ultimately decided against that.

However, he did remove his hand to roll off the other's body as the thought to further move things along came to him. Moving up further on the bed, he reached for the other, moving his fingers through the other's hair for a moment. "Come up here. Surely it would be more comfortable. Wouldn't want to put your legs to sleep if we stayed like that any longer, hm?" he gave this suggestion with both concern and amusement, even giving an exhale of a laugh after he had spoken the words. "I want to do a bit of something else now... If you'll entertain the thought."

[estranged-queen]

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After the other brushed off his apology, the most response Jack could think to give toward his words was simply a small nod. He wasn’t really bothered that his apology had been brushed off, as he had a feeling the other wouldn’t have accepted anyway, but he still wanted to offer that bit of sympathy regardless. Running through his own thoughts and plans as the other thumbed over the currency within his wallet, he was managing to pull together something that seemed to make sense… Though sidetracks did occur as he’d encounter blanks here when it came to skirting around information regarding things that he simply would like to avoid talking about if he could.

Sighing softly at the other’s laugh and response to his words about the casinos, Jack simply shook his head a little before speaking. “That’s true… But I hope not, and that your doubt is right on that.” leaning in to give the other a brief and light kiss atop the head after saying this, he then focused on the destination they were nearing, feeling a bit bad for a moment that he was getting a bit too swept up in thoughts afterward to give the other any confirmation even though he felt the other’s gaze on him. And as such he glanced to the other with an apologetic look as he went to open the door, only being so quick to do so because he didn’t want to risk losing the nerve he had to start giving the explanation that had been crafted… Quietly letting out the breath he’d taken in moments earlier as he heard that familiar voice pipe up, his response came soon after.

“Yes ma'am, I’m back. And ahh… About that…” trailing off here for a few moments as he recollected what he wanted to say next, it was clear in his expression that while he did easily catch the bit of annoyance his mother felt, he also felt bad to have worried her. Gazing downward in that moment, he then glanced over as he felt the other squeeze his hand, looking up at him with a slight smile as he returned that squeeze before letting go of the ravenette’s hand. As while he was grateful for the comfort it offered, at the same time, he didn’t really wish to explain that sight if his mother were to see it… Not yet at least. Turning his attention to the woman as she approached, Jack continued. “Q-Quin, he’s a friend from school, though he graduated a little while back… Anyway, sorry for rushing out like that earlier, but I remembered that I’d promised to meet with him today. And after almost forgetting, well… I didn’t want to be late, so I got in a bit of a hurry.” as he stopped here for a moment to give a small laugh, his mother gave a small nod. Her son meanwhile, couldn’t help but think that calling the other by the name he’d thought up on the spot felt odd… Though for the moment, he was at least glad that he hadn’t stumbled over it too much.

“I see… I suppose it’s alright then, I just wish you would have said something like that earlier before running off.” seeming to calm down a bit as she spoke, the woman then gave a sigh after her words. “Sorry…” Jack murmured, offering an apologetic smile before he’d continued. “And I know this is a bit sudden, but… Quin’s parents kicked him out, and since he hasn’t managed to find a place of own yet, I was wondering if he could stay with us for a while?” While he did somewhat hate to bring up this question so suddenly, Jack felt that now was probably as good a time as any. And perhaps it would save him some added explaining down the road about why the other hadn’t returned yet… Granted, it was still likely to bring up questions of it’s own, but that was another matter of it’s own at the moment. For now he was just hoping to get a positive answer to that question… While at the same time making a mental note to ask if the raventte could recall his name, mostly because he realized now that it hadn’t crossed his mind to ask earlier, something that was quite awkward now due to the fact that he’d already given a name out for him.

The man now known as Quin blinked at the sudden name he was given, though, he didn’t appear surprised, a gentle smile forming on his face as he was introduced to the woman. Though, with further words that were spoken and the request that was made, Jack’s mother stitched her brows together. “Huh? Kicked out, you say? Why’s that?” she asked, turning her attention back on the ravenette then before she stepped out of the way to allow the boys in, gesturing for them to do so, which Quin promptly followed, walking inside and upon noticing the shoes off to the side of the door, began removing his.

“I’m sorry to bring this on you all of the sudden ma’am, you see, my mother hadn’t always been the kindest woman. She had considered kicking me out soon after I graduated secondary, but my father was against it until after college. Managed to pull a year off afterward,” he explained his case with a soft smile after having finished removing his shoes, completely sweeping the fact of the earlier movement of the other releasing his hand so suddenly. He completely understood what he was doing with having done that, as after all, homosexual relationships, at least from his time, weren’t exactly welcomed entirely. Though, with the story he told the woman seemed to feel a bit of sympathy, placing a hand on this shoulder for a moment and giving it a soft pat.

“Don’t worry, dear. You can stay here for a while, it’s been a while since I’ve seen Jack bring over anyone anyway,” she gave a laugh with this before looking toward her son. “Still waiting for him to bring a girl home,” she joked before giving a soft sigh and shaking her head with a laugh. Quin himself laughed along with her as he nudged the other male, smirking in his direction. “Yeah, he’s pretty bad with women,” he went on, causing the woman to laugh once more, he himself following in suit.

“Well, I think I’ll make you boys a snack, huh? You show him around, would you, Jack?” she suggested this as she made her departure toward the kitchen with this. Quin looking toward Jack as soon as she was out of the room, taking his hand once more with that and dragging him along to look around the home. “Really eager to see where we’ll be sleeping, Jack,” he chuckled with that, already thinking he’d possibly be booted to sleeping on the couch or something similar to that so it wouldn’t seem odd for his mother to see.

[estranged-queen]

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While he went about trying to answer, Jack couldn’t help but mentally berate himself a bit over being so awkward and flustered during what he knew very well to be a serious moment. But even so, he couldn’t help that he ended up difficulty with getting out his explanation, seeing as he was somewhat fretting over how the other would react to it… After finally managing to deliver it however, he did relax a little, glancing toward the other as his hand was squeezed in return only to be met with the ravenette’s surprised expression. It was an understandable reaction, certainly, but… The younger man didn’t relax too much yet even with noticing that the older male was relieved at his answer, as he had a feeling that wasn’t the end of the other’s reaction. And that feeling was proven correct soon enough as laughter burst through the other’s lips.

Feeling his cheeks heat up once more with this, the blonde brought his free hand toward his face, somewhat covering the side which wasn’t being partly obscured by his hair. “Ahh… I knew you’d laugh…” he muttered, though even with that burning feeling of embarrassment the remaining tension from the earlier moments soon melted away as the other nuzzled into and gently squeezed his arm. And after a few moments longer his hand was resting at his side once more, from there his gaze remained on the other for just a bit longer before shifting forward once more, simply listening for a few moments as the other spoke. Jack then spoke up himself as the other seemed to be finished and had started to quietly hum for a bit. “I haven’t really got any money for my own place, so for now I’m kinda stuck staying with her… Which I guess isn’t too bad, even though she can be a little overbearing sometimes. But, I’m sorry to hear about how things were with yours…” murmuring his reply to the other’s quiet mention, he then shifted his hand a little to gently interlace their fingers.

He did give a little chuckle at the ravenette’s next words however, giving a slight nod afterwards. “Yeah, that would way harder to explain…” allowing his reply to trail off at that, the young man was already trying to think of just what might make a good excuse, taking the other’s suggestion into account as a slight pink hue returned to his cheeks at the motions of the other’s fingers upon his arm. He blinked at the former queen’s next words however, looking toward him with slightly drawn in brows before sighing softly. “Just don’t go getting yourself into trouble, okay?…” with that he was about to look forward once more but hesitated as he felt the other let go of his arm, curiosity coming to his features as he watched the other pull out his wallet.

Raising a brow slightly he reasoned after a moment that it was understandable the other would want to check his money after the comment shortly before. Then deciding to actually direct his gaze forward, his pace of walking started to slow after a bit longer as they were now nearing his home. With the taller male coming to a stop a little ways in front of the door. Inhaling softly as he ran through the excuse he’d managed to think up on the way there, while also trying to ready himself for the other questions that’d surely being coming his way, Jack then went and opened the door, glancing around for his mother as he stepped into the house.

With a small shake of his head, the dark haired male brushed off the other’s apology. He didn’t see the point in apologizing for her. “What’s said is said,” he responded, giving another soft hum with this as he brushed his fingers over the paper within the wallet, wondering if things had changed in currency up to this point. Was his money still valid? What year was right now anyway? He had no clue. Maybe he’d come around to asking that at some point. It hadn’t crossed him to do so until now, but he didn’t feel like now was the best time to do that. Not as he went on to talk about the casinos anyway.

A small laugh moved through the thin lips of the former queen with the words the other spoke. Shrugging slightly as he smiled up at him for a moment. “Ah, well... Won’t know what happens until I get there. Doubt I would get in trouble though,” he hummed softly after saying this, stashing his wallet a few moments after having looked in it. Now looking ahead, he noticed they were approaching a house and looked toward Jack once more to ask for his confirmation, but the closer they got, he received his answer and inclined his head a bit even though he wasn’t even saying anything. He went to open his mouth, but the other had already opened up the door and he shut himself up quickly as he didn’t want to have Jack’s mother hear something come out of his mouth that could potentially sound a bit loopy on his end. It was then that he heard a woman’s voice pipe up.

“Jack, is that you? Where did you go off to so suddenly? In your pajamas of all things too, goodness boy...! What were you in such a hurry for?” she had asked him, sounding both worried and perhaps a tad annoyed that her son had run out like that without even saying anything to her. The dark haired man looked up toward Jack with those words as he heard the woman approaching, gently squeezing the other man’s hand that laced with his own. It was then that she had noticed him though, creasing her brows at the sight of him. “And who’s this, now?”

[estranged-queen]

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Giving a quiet hum at the gentle sound which moved through the other’s lips, he tilted his head downward as the other’s came to rest against his chest, lightly resting his chin atop it before soon shifting to place a soft kiss there as his hands were moving along the other’s thighs. As for his feelings in this moment… Though there was part of him that also felt rather dirty for undressing the other as he just had, at the same time he couldn’t deny the thought that he did indeed find the sight rather attractive. Swallowing softly with that thought, hazel gaze then met with mauve as the other looked up, as a soft sound then moved through the blonde’s throat at the other’s touch.

At the queen’s question however, Jack blinked, slightly surprised at the suddenness of it. He did go to answer however as the other had begun guiding him back toward the bed. “I haven’t really, but… That might end up changing…” it was a somewhat soft murmur, but an answer none the less. Once seated on the bed again he’d gone to place his hands on the other’s waist once the ravenette had clambered onto his lap, only to pause in that action as he’d been pushed back, surprise once again notable on his face before heat flared up across his cheeks at their current position. Letting his hands rest upon the other’s legs, Jack then softly bit his lip as the ravenette went about trying to get the grip that he wanted, a few small noises slipping him as well due to the other’s slip ups. Once he seemed satisfied however a soft exhale moved through the blonde, who was of course unaware of the other’s bubbling annoyance until that sigh had slipped him.

Drawing his brows in just slightly at said sigh his gaze then shifted a bit to the side as that smirk came to the shorter man’s lips, lightly shaking his head at the question which followed. A question that at first, he didn’t quite get where it had come from, however after a moment of thought he reached a reasonable enough idea. Seeing as the queen was generally smaller than him, it made sense that factored into places he’d never really given thought to as well. “Not really, no…” giving a slightly quiet but honest answer, he then rubbed at the flesh beneath his palms only to end up softly squeezing the other’s thighs as he began moving his hand, a small moan leaking past the knave’s lips before he’d gone to suppress any further noises that tried to follow.

Despite his annoyance, the noises the other was making did excite the queen a bit, it was a little surprising, but at the same time, in a time like this, it really shouldn’t be. They were in this position now, clearly, Jack had an effect on him that no other man could possibly induce on him. Of course, he did. The Queen already knew this. That was why this was happening. He couldn’t deny the feelings he had for him. They boiled over to the point of this taking place now. The queen knew that he wasn’t going to lose interest in him even after this affair was said and done.

Surprise came to him however as the other male responded to his question, however. Jack wasn’t proud that his was larger? His annoyance was quickly subsiding with that thought as confusion set it before he gave a tiny laugh at this. A soft but sweet sigh moving through the Queen’s lips as the other rubbed and squeezed his thighs. “...You didn’t even think about that before I said anything, did you?” he questioned softly, but it wasn’t a question that really needed to be answered as he went to focus on pleasuring them both once more, not halting himself from moaning softly in response. His expression having completely changed from the unpleasant one from before to a mystified one as he let the pleasure seep through him. Using his free hand, he caressed the other’s stomach, his body leaning forward as he slid along his body to touch his chest instead.

Jack’s body as no woman’s, but he wouldn’t deny that it still had a sort of smoothness. And the ripple of his muscles still felt nice under his hand. Though, despite there being nothing to grab, really, he still gave his pectoral a slight squeeze, nudging his palm just below it as he used his index finger to press into his nipple, pushing it upwards slightly in a flicking motion. “Ne... How does this feel?” he questioned, his brow raising slightly as he gazed into the hazel pools of color that were Jack’s irises.

[estranged-queen]

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Taking notice of the other’s attempt to further bury his face had a little amusement slightly lift up Jack’s mood for a moment as a little smile tugged at his lips, even with that though the overall feelings of the situation remained, rubbing at the shorter male’s back just a bit as he felt him still shaking a bit. Hazel eyes closing for a few moments while they remained standing like this. When he did pull away however, there was some hesitation before he ventured to let go… Only doing so once he reasoned that it would be for the best, so that the both of them could get into a more comfortable environment once they were back at his home.

As he first stepped away however he didn’t notice at first that the ravenette stayed in place for a moment, only realizing it as he heard the other’s footsteps catching up with him, which for a moment he did feel a bit bad about. That feeling as well as his want to bring the other a bit of comfort again spurring him to actually go through with taking his hand. Keeping his gaze forward for the time being, he didn’t notice the other’s surprised expression nor the bit of gawking he was given for his choice of actions. Jack did take notice of the other’s head coming to rest against his arm though, a soft smile coming to his lips with that. Due to soon being preoccupied with his thoughts however, he ended up missing the soft voice that went to speak up, only noticing the voice beside him as the other questioned.

Blinking in a bit of surprise at said question, at first he didn’t understand why it had been asked… After a moment though the realization hit him that he must have spoken his earlier thoughts aloud. Raising his free hand to wave a bit in defense, he then shook his head a bit at the other’s next question. “No, it’s nothing like that!…” lightly clearing his throat after his voice had cracked slightly in volume, he gave the other’s hand a gentle squeeze while mustering the courage to explain. “She’s, well…” pausing to lightly bite his lip, he then sighed before closing his eyes as he finished. “It’s my mum, okay. I live with her still…” somewhat murmuring the ending of his statement, he then rubbed at his neck a little, honestly embarrassed that he had to admit his living situation. A fact which was likely further expressed by the rosy hue seeping over his face. Even with the embarrassment it caused him though, Jack hoped his explanation would calm the other’s jealousy before it bubbled up too much higher.

As the ‘used-to-be’ queen waited for the other to answer his question, he couldn’t help but notice that he was holding his breath as he waited. His brows creasing as he paused for a moment. Normally, he would have been amused that the other seemed to be so flustered, but this was a very serious matter if this turned out that he had some competition for Jack’s affection and attention. However, once he had answered the question, his expression grew to one of surprise, returning the squeeze his hand received from the other. He seemed almost instantly relieved but at the same time, he was still rather shocked to hear that news. He simply stared up at him for a while before laughing out loud.

Though, even as he laughed, he turned his head to push his face into his arm, giving it a small nuzzle while gently tightening his hold on the other’s arm with the one of his own wrapped around it. “I guess I’m not too surprised by that,” he chuckled a little after saying this, looking up to him once more with his head still resting against his arm. “You do look pretty young, after all. Hah... College age. I wasn’t allowed to stay with my mother when I was in college,” he gave a soft hum with saying this, turning his gaze forward once more. “I was actually given some money to go find my own place once I graduated. My mum wasn’t a very loving woman,” he mentioned in a quiet tone, humming to himself afterward.

“I’m just glad that you aren’t living with a girlfriend or something. That would be something harder to explain, yeah? I’m sure you can find some sort of excuse for me. Maybe a classmate or some such,” he suggested, gently tracing small patterns on the other’s arm. “I could probably pull a few strings to get us out of there... Need to visit a casino or two..” he murmured softly, pressing his lips together for a moment as he tried to think of how he would get a map to see how much things had really changed in geography. Though, it was here that he removed his arm from around Jack’s and slipped his hand into his coat pocket, pulling a wallet from its depths, opening it up and peeking into the pocket where he kept his money.

[estranged-queen]

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After having lifted himself up and dusted off his knees the blonde’s gaze remained slightly downcast for a few moments longer, before shifting upward once more not long after the other man had spoken. At first he simply made a soft sound of acknowledgement to the ravenette’s words about thinking they wouldn’t see one another again, having of course noticed the somewhat somber look upon the other’s face now that he was looking at him, however it wasn’t until the second half of the other’s sentence that a frown came to Jack’s lips. At present he didn’t know just what to say about those words however, so his brows simply furrowed a bit before his expression relaxed a little as the other began stepping closer to him. For just a second he tensed in surprise at the ravenette’s arms unexpectedly moving around him, but that tension left just as quickly as it came and he simply turned his head slightly toward the other as he spoke. But, despite having his freedom to speak now, for the moment it seemed still no words came to him for forming a reply.

So instead the taller man simply brought his arms around the other as the embrace around him gently tightened, returning that action as well not long afterward. He then tilting his head a bit, lightly resting it upon the one that was currently pressed into his shoulder. “This is probably selfish of me to say… But regardless of what you did before, I’m glad that your time didn’t run out. And that through whatever means made it so, you’re here now…” somewhat murmuring this, he then slightly nestled his face into the other’s dark locks as he felt the deep inhale he’d taken. “Alright… And yeah, we can leave whenever you feel ready.” replying a bit softly he then simply stood there, keeping up his comforting embrace as he felt the smaller form within his arms tremble. After staying like this for a while though he did pull back just slightly, making sure the other had calmed down at least a bit before actually breaking their hug to start moving.

After a few steps however he did bring back a bit of contact… Reaching over, if a little hesitantly, to hold the ravenette’s hand. Staying silent for a few moments afterward as he simply led their way back, while a hint of rosy color crossed along his cheeks. This silence didn’t last forever however as a thought hit him, causing a small groan to leak past the tall man’s lips. “Gahh… How in the world am I gonna explain why I’ve suddenly brought you home? Seeing as I’m sure she’s gonna ask…” these words were addressed to himself rather than the man he was walking with, though with his slightly feeling of frustration at such thoughts, Jack hadn’t even quite realized the words left his mouth.

The feeling of Jack’s arms around him coaxed a warm sort of feeling to float through his chest and as the other actually responded to what he had said, his face heated up quite harshly. He swallowed hard and attempted to bury his face further into his shoulder. He didn’t want the other to see his face right now, the feeling in his chest blooming even hotter within him. Despite this though, he continued to shake a bit, gently clutching at his clothes a little as the other placed his face in his hair. He was slowly calming down as the other held him, but he was still feeling a bit off even by the time that the other began to pull away from him to guide him to his home.

However, he remained in place for a moment even as the other began to move off, rubbing at his eyes. He took one more look toward the stone in the courtyard before turning around and playing catch up to walk at least somewhat close to him. Though, a look of surprise came to his face as he felt a hand take hold of his own, first looking down toward their hands before looking up toward Jack, just gawking for a moment, proceeding to then step a little closer and rest his head against his arm as they walked together. “...I’m really h--” his voice was soft, interrupted by the other speaking. His brows drawing close together before he looked up towards the other.

“Who is ‘she’?” he questioned, raising a brow at him, perhaps even a sense of hostility. He was jealous, there was no doubt about that. He squeezed his hand, his other arm coming around to gently hug onto Jack’s a bit possessively. “Do you have a girlfriend?” he questioned, seeming to grow increasingly upset with the thought of this. The idea of this woman being someone other than a woman Jack was dating never occurred to the ‘used-to-be’ queen. He, in no way, wanted to share him.

[estranged-queen]

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After having crumpled to his knees the man’s focus remained distant from his surroundings, only being slightly aware of what might’ve been happening around him as most of his focus was still stuck within his thoughts. The only other thing he took any notice of at present being the tears which were falling to his feet… As such he didn’t notice as the nameless man was approaching him, simply remaining as he was while his shoulders shook slightly in accordance to his crying. What finally broke his spiral of thoughts however was a familiar voice which reached his ears, causing him to flinch just a bit in surprise. Surely… Surely that voice couldn’t belong to who he thought it did… Could it? It seemed so very unlikely at the moment, even though he’d really only known one person to speak in that manner. So his doubt was certainly understandable…

But even with that doubt, he brought himself to raise his head and look toward the owner that voice. A look of shock coming to his features as he did so, for even though a few minor details were different… That was certainly his Queen who stood before him. Simply sitting there in stunned silence for a few seconds, the thought then hit him that… He was surely a mess at present. Looking away for a few moments he then raised his arms to try and wipe his face with his sleeves, turning to the revenette once more afterward. “Your… Your majesty?…” the question came quietly, sounding a bit uncertain, but also a bit awkward. As, well… Using such a title here was a bit odd, a feeling which was subtly reflected in the man’s expression as he went to stand, dusting off his knees afterwards. “I thought for sure that… I’d never be seeing you again…” he murmured, gaze falling slightly as he lightly gripped the fabric beneath his palms.

Looking upon the face that greeted him as the figure at his feet tilted his head to look toward him, the nameless man was a bit surprised that this was indeed his Jack. His eyes widened with the realization, also stunned to silence for a few moments as he debated on what exactly he wanted to do. He was beyond happy to see him again, agreeing that he thought that he would never be seeing him again, but his expression grew a bit somber and he watched the other lift himself from the ground. “I never thought I would see you again either, Jack. Honestly, I thought I’d be dead by now,” he gave an awkward laugh with this but he was soon stepping forward and moving his arms around him, pushing his face into his shoulder. “I don’t know if I should mourn losing my time or be happy...”

Gently, his arms tightened around the other a bit as he tried to push his face further into the fabric that currently adorned his precious Ace. He himself felt as though he were going to cry. Over his mixed emotions. “I’ve done really bad things, Jack. Things I should have paid with my life for, and now I can’t. And I hear someone else has done that for me...” he trailed off, inhaling deeply and trying not to allow tears to fall down his face. “Take me away from here, okay? Can you take me to your place...? I have nowhere to go here...” he breathed out, his body trembling slightly. He felt beyond rediculous reacting this way in public, but he simply couldn’t hold himself back. He felt he could trust Jack with how vulnerable he was feeling and had for some time now from the start of the relationship they established before in Wonderland.

[estranged-queen]

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With the story that had been weaved in the torn-up Wonderland having been forced to an end, and those who’d been brought to the story world by the White Rabbit being returned their names along their way back to the outside world from whence they’d come, a certain blonde haired young man found himself thrown back into the rather mundane life of a collage student. Radio blaring as he lay across his bed, textbook resting upon a pillow as he flipped through the pages. An interruption soon same however as there was a loud knocking upon his door, followed by the scolding voice of his mother as she complained about just how loud the music was while of course saying that he ‘better be studying’. Leaning up with a disgruntled expression he reached to turn off the radio, while muttering a bit of his frustration. “You’re the one that’s too loud…” laying fully upon his side, Jack then resumed flipping through his book, airing a bit more of his current feelings. “She oughta try only being able to say ten words over the span of ten years.” with that came a few moments of silence, before suddenly something jogged in his memory and he jolted somewhat upright. A soft sound leaving his lips before he’d jumped up and dashed down the stairs, past his questioning mother, and out the door.

There was a nagging feeling that he had to meet with someone, find them now that he was here… For a few moments it wasn’t clear just who that someone was, so he simply ran down the sidewalk in the direction he was being pulled toward, heavy breaths moving through his lungs as he moved with all the speed that he was able. Closing in on large castle of a landmark, the young man’s feet didn’t slow until he’d rounded an entryway, halting beneath the stone arch as he tried to catch his breath. He still lacked a proper name for the face that was now floating in his memory, but he hoped to spot it somewhere around here… However, that hope was seemingly dashed as he caught what was being said by a reporting standing a short distance away. “Please see for yourselves.” she began. ”This is where the guillotine they used in those days stood. All that remains now is this stone monument.” with a slight pause, she then continued. “The man who went around murdering fifty-one women in rapid succession on the outskirts of London vanished like smoke that night. However, for reasons unknown, he reappeared many months later, turned himself in to the authorities, and was executed on this very spot. His appearance and even real name are unknown to us, but we refer to him as Jack the Ripper to this day–”

At that point his thoughts halted, no longer taking in anything more the woman went on to say. Instead the only thing that came through was the crushing thought that he wouldn’t see the face he’d come here in search of, nor meet the friend that he was hoping to find… With only those sort of thoughts swirling about, tears soon joined the sweat that had dampened his face, as a wail soon left his throat, a sound which caused the reporter from before to jolt in surprise though Jack himself was too out of sorts to notice either action. Staring upward for just a few moments, the man then soon staggered back a couple steps from his previous stance of starting to step into the courtyard as the noise died out, hidden within the arch once more as he then crumpled to the ground with further tears wetting the ground beneath him. However, perhaps things weren’t truthfully as hopeless as they seemed… For given the torn-up state of Wonderland before their departure, perhaps it was possible that some sort of flaw had occurred along the way in the return trip.

A pounding headache assaulted the mind of this man as he woke in an unfamiliar place. He was lain on the ground and couldn’t remember a single thing. For now, that is. As he thought, he became more aware of things, and the further he dug in his mind, the more things had started to come back to him. He could remember that he was... A pretty wealthy man. But if that was so, why was he here? The idea of his habits at the casino explained this away and he gave a laugh with that, thinking maybe that was why he was here. Even as he was thinking of this, he remembered all of those women. He was a murderer. He enjoyed it. But now... The thought was met with disdain. The color red twisted his gut. it was all slowly flowing back into his mind as he lay there. How he wanted to die, Wonderland. His cards... Jack.

Jack. His Ace of Hearts and Jack of Hearts in one. He had a hard time trying to remember his face, but the complicated feelings he had for him easily got him to sit up. The idea of liking a man seemed all too new to him once more, but he knew he loved that man. Jack... If that was even his real name. What was his name? They never really knew each other’s name, did they? That’s right... But regardless, he also felt his heavy guilt. Everything he’s done... He deserved to pay. And even if he did suddenly remember him, there was likely no way that they were going to see each other again.

The nameless man got to his feet then, dusting his suit before making his way out of the building. He planned on turning himself in. But he was quickly met with a world unknown to him. Things seemed really different all around him as he looked around. He was given odd stares as he walked out of what seemed to have been a building forgotten to time. But what he found the oddest was everyone’s form of dress. He was giving those odd looks in return to them, but he couldn’t let himself be swayed too much. Maybe he was absent for a long time. Time was odd in Wonderland after all. But his feet were carrying him on a somewhat still familiar road at least. And he ended up here. The place where he would be turning himself in. However... Even here seemed to have changed. And by the sounds of it, guillotines weren’t even a thing that was used here anymore by the lady with a strange black stick speaking into another contraption that kind of looked like a huge camera.

Hearing her speak about the stone drew his attention to it and he stepped closer, looking upon the stone with a blank expression. Someone turned themselves in as him so long ago, apparently. His sentence was taken by someone else and he was sent here. Wherever here was. He reached a hand out toward the stone just before he heard a sudden wail in a familiar tone of voice. It even startled him, but his eyes shot toward the noise at the retreating figure. He watched as the blonde man dropped to his knees in the shadows, his brows creasing as he stared at the spectacle for a while. Was that Jack? Was he here too? He didn’t want to risk embarrassing himself, but he couldn’t stop the urge to approach, his steps slowly coming closer before halting at the quivering figure by his feet. “...Jack?” the question came out, almost expressing concern, but it wasn’t exactly all there. Signature Queen.

[estranged-queen]

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@estranged-queen

Even though part of him would have been happy to stay, Jack knew it was probably best for there to be a small break in the pattern of him sharing a bed with the ravenette. After all, one of the last things he wanted was to have the trumps getting too suspicious of things and start to get nosy… So, for tonight at the very least he planned on returning to his room. He did go along with the brief detour from this path however, remaining by the queen’s side for a few moments to return the kiss he was given, adding one of his own as well before making his way toward the door.

Stopping for a moment to pick up his uniform and sword from their current place on a chair, his gaze drifted toward the other male again, a momentary pause being made to his actions as he watched the other’s little show of teasing… A soft rosy hue soon making itself known upon the blonde’s cheeks. Jack’s attention lingered like this up until the queen had to bring his arms back down, at that point the knave lightly bit his lip while picking up his things. Giving a slight bow of his head toward the queen afterward, he then exited the room just before the other had gone to lay back.

Once in his own room, the man set down his things in their proper places and then made his way over to the bed, sitting down with a soft sigh. “Hopefully he won’t be too lonely tonight…” murmuring this quietly to himself as he picked up a book from his bedside table, he’d just flipped open to the marked page when a rather familiar sound reached his ears, earning a new hue of pink upon his cheeks. Attempting to ignore the next few sounds as he settled into bed and tried to focus his attention on the book, Jack finally gave up as he heard his name slip from the other’s lips. Shutting and setting aside his book with a somewhat noticeable sound, his hands then went to cover his now rather heated face.

Laughs of a minimal quantity made their way through thin lips at the slightly unexpected sound the queen could hear from Jack’s room. It was no vocal sound, but he knew that that noise was made in reaction to his current actions. A moan here and there rolled their way through his throat as he moved his fingers along his length, shuddering and lifting his hips just slightly as he pressed his thumb against his own urethra and the other hand gently cupped the sensitive orbs resting beneath his shaft. A part of him wondered if he should he guilty about teasing the man further than he already had before he left, but the thought was immediately shrugged off as his own benefit of pleasure weighed this out.

Saying Jack’s name again however didn’t sound again as that was certainly risky business when it came to him wanting to keep appearances around his castle and kingdom in general... A thought crossed him that perhaps maybe one day he could feel comfortable enough to come out with his relationship, but that was not going to be happening anytime soon, especially with him still being awkward about accepting it completely himself. He knew his feelings were much more different than he had ever felt with anyone before... Jack was the only real person he could really count on, even if the idea came about that it had seemed he wanted to leave him alone in this kingdom at one point.

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After a few moments had passed, Jack turned to actually look at the ravenette, wanting to see how the man would react to the small gift. The bit of confusion which the queen displayed came as little surprise, though the small exhale that came not long after had the knave blink slightly, wondering just what the other had found amusing about this particular moment…. Though in the next moment a quiet noise unintentionally slipped him in reaction to the other’s poke, a pout coming to his face not long after, for not only being poked but also because of the ravenette’s comment.

However… That pout slipped away soon enough, being replaced by brief surprise as the other male slid closer to him, and then by a slightly bashful expression as the other’s arms were draped around his shoulders. Draping his arms around the shorter man’s waist in return, Jack smiled slightly at the other’s words, giving a soft hum as his reply before a light blush seeped onto his cheeks at question of the contents inside the box. “Yes sir… I spent the morning making them…” answering quietly, the color upon his face deepened a bit with that little admission. Though even with this feeling of embarrassment, he couldn’t help the smile which tugged at his lips as he glanced to see the other’s expression, turning his head to lightly place a kiss upon the queen’s lips.

“All morning, huh..? Hm... That’s really sweet of you,” he spoke in a gentle tone as he slowly started curling the fingers of his free hand into Jack’s blonde locks. For a brief moment the queen had thought about the fact that he himself probably never even would have thought about this sort of thing and another part of him also found it a bit hard to even vision himself doing it either. There was a part of him that rolled about if he should feel guilty or not about it, but he didn’t allow the thoughts to stay around too long as he felt Jack’s lips meet his own.

As the kiss had ended, he looked toward him with a eyes questioning him a little bit, not quite used to Jack making the a move such as this without it being further into a more intimate situation. Though, he really wasn’t really opposed to it, in honesty, he probably liked it more than he was really realizing at the moment. As he continued to look at him, his lips slowly curled into a little smile before he pulled away from him, making a small, a bit more dramatic than necessary, flourish of his skirt and hand movement as he spread them out near his hips with the box still in his right hand before lifting it up to look at it once again, slipping the little note from the ribbon before carefully pulling on the fabric to undo the bow holding the box closed.

[estranged-queen]

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Though his gaze had remained directed away while he went about stripping himself of his remaining attire, Jack could still feel the other’s eyes on him, a fact which certainly didn’t lessen the heat upon his face… Having inhaled softly as he went to close the distance between the two of them, and next letting that breath out slowly once he was holding the other close to himself, the man was once again trying to calm his nerves a little… Something which seemed to have worked rather well. Feeling a bit of additional relief at seeing the previous apprehension fade from the queen’s face, he hummed just softly at the touch upon his chest, though traces of embarrassment did linger on his features as he looked toward the ravenette’s face. A quiet noise leaving him moments later out of surprise due to the somewhat unexpected touch down below, something which earned a small shiver from him as well.

“Mmn, I suppose it would.” chuckling softly, he lightly rubbed at the other’s hips while returning the little peck he’d been given, afterward a quiet yet drawn out sigh as the other continued to stroke at him. Nuzzling his face slightly into those dark locks, Jack’s hands slid beneath the inky colored lace before moving down further, pushing the garment down as his touch trailed along the other’s thighs. Once moved far enough however, he simply let it fall before dragging his hands up once more. Despite this not being a situation he’d ever really pictured himself… It was likely that with time, he too could come to appreciate the other’s body. Which he’d admit, at least silently, was rather attractive… somewhat slim, but still fit in his own right… The knave did honestly admire the man before him for some of the things he was capable of, even if other aspects were far from liked. As for his experience with this sort of thing however…. It was possible that he had at least some, but… Just how much, would be debatable. Though, this exact thing, was certainly a first.

A gentle sigh of a sound moved through thin lips, closing his eyes as he felt the other's finger slide under the Lacey garment at his hips and lightly placed his head against his chest, shivering slightly as his hands moved down his thighs. Part of him felt particularly dirty for simply allowing the other to just let them drop to the ground like that, but he said nothing, assuming if he allowed the other to see it, that it might actually be quite attractive. His milky white skin contrasted with the darkness of the panties sliding down his legs did sound like an enjoyable sight, or so he thought I might be. But once they had hit the ground, he stepped out of them, kicking them off to the side before looking up toward him once more as he pushed his thumb into his urethra.

"...Have you ever thought about me this way?" he randomly asked this as he pushed on the other in order to guide him back onto the bed. Once he had gotten him sitting again and clambering on top of him, he pushed him down without too much hesitation this time, pushing his own needy erection against the other's before taking them in his hands. It was a bit of an awkward movement to get them in his hand how he wanted, but he eventually seemed satisfied after a moment of shuddering and tiny gasps due to some slip ups he made. There was a slight bit of annoyance that flared up within him as he quickly took notice that Jack... Was a bit larger than he was below. Not only in height, but here too? Simply not fair. A sigh slipped through him with this but he then smirked at the other. "I bet you're feeling some pride right now aren't you?" he prodded a bit, perhaps letting on a bit more of his annoyance of the situation than he really meant to, but not too long after he had asked the question did he start moving his hand along their lengths, suppressing a soft moan.

[estranged-queen]

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Edward shuddered when the other dragged his hand along his back and blushed lightly.  He was also feeling quite warm and starting waking when the other called his name. “H-huh?"He was confused as his eyes opened and when he tried to roll found himself restrained. "E-eh?!"After tugging at the restraints for a bit he also realized he was in nothing but his underwear. "What the? How the?"When he looked ahead he blushed once more.

He also swallowed hard. "C-clearly this is a misunderstanding and I was kidnapped ha…"He couldn’t help feeling warm and swallowed rather hard. "S-so warm…"He muttered and could feel the sensation getting stronger by the minute which made him all the more nervous.

“Yes, I already figured it was a sort of kidnapping or some such,” he said with a small shrug of his shoulders before caressing his back again soon after the other’s next words. “You were left here as a ‘Valentine’s Day gift to me, apparently,” he informed almost with an uninterested tone, pursing his lips for a moment as he debated on whether or not he should show the other the note he had gotten from the mysterious someone that left Edward here for the queen to do as he will with him.Maybe  Edward could shed some light onto who it was...

Ah well, it’s not like it mattered to him either way. A small little smirk crept onto his lips after coming to this little conclusion and instead lifted the other’s head to look at him clearly in the eyes. “What say you? You could consider this a gift from whoever sent you my way as well, I suppose, yeah?” he giggled a little as he slid his black painted nails along his jaw. “If you want to keep it impersonal... I suppose we can leave out kissing, if you want. Just a harmless little bought of fun, yeah? You need to loosen up a little, I have a feeling you’re just more hard-assed than the other angels.”

[estranged-queen]

@knights-of-virtue​

Upon entering his bedroom, mauve eyes widened a little with the simple sight of seeing the spectacle before him. A little laugh slipped through his lips just a few moments after seeing him there before walking over to lift up the obviously placed note. His brow raised slightly before he shrugged and tossed the note into the trash before clambering onto the bed and dragged his hand along the other man’s back. “Hello? Edward?” he questioned him before giving him a slight shake.

[estranged-queen]

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@estranged-queen

Given the generally confusing nature of Wonderland, it was a wonder that anyone was able to keep any semblance of time, aside from the changing seasons… But, with that hint from the seasons, at least some could gather a clue about what sort of occasions might be arriving, be they here or in the world outside this place. One such resident to catch on with this clue, was Jack. Now… While the knave wasn’t entirely sure if today’s date was exactly what he thought it to be, the timing did seem reasonable enough. So, after much silent debate with himself, he decided to do at least a little something to commemorate the day.

Even with Valentine’s usual association toward couples, and his own lingering reluctance at admitting that he was now part of a couple… The knave set it upon himself to see his earlier idea through. Making his way to the kitchen, the man then ushered out a few of the trumps who had been occupying the room, shutting the doors behind the ladies before he set to work. Measuring, melting, mixing, molding… Jack moved through the steps of making chocolates with relative ease, only the sounds of his work giving away that he was busy making anything. Granted, throughout most of this while a slight heat had made itself known upon his face, and it wasn’t just due to being near the stove… Taking in a beep breath with that realization, he set the chocolates aside to cool before bringing his hands up to cover his face.

“I haven’t even gone to give them yet, and already I’m a mess!…” shutting his eyes with this thought, he was already somewhat dreading the possible outcomes at the end of this endeavor… And now, here he was sometime later, awaiting a certain someone after having given them a note requesting to meet at his room. Hazel gaze traveled the hall for a moment as he peeked out from behind the doorway, only to duck away as he spotted the ravenette approaching. Standing with hands hidden behind his back, the blonde took a deep breath as the other entered… Then, with as much courage as he could manage, strode over and placed a small but neatly wrapped package in the other male’s hands. In lieu of the holidays usual colors, this one was done up in shades of mauve and black, with a small note tucked beneath the ribbon. “𝓗𝓪𝓹𝓹𝔂 𝓥𝓪𝓵𝒆𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝒆'𝓼 𝓓𝓪𝔂, 𝔂𝓸𝓿𝓻 𝓶𝓪𝓳𝒆𝓼𝓽𝔂.” was the simple message written upon it. Now, after having handed over his small gift, it seems the knave’s earlier bit of courage had wilted away… As now, Jack stood there glancing away to the side, one hand still clasped behind his back while the other had come up to try and cover his reddened face.

Finding a white scrap of paper on his throne wasn't something that the queen would have expected at all, honestly looking a bit confused by it which still didn't go away even as he read what was on it. It struck him then that perhaps he wanted to make love tonight and a small smile slipped onto his lips with the thought before he took his seat, casually slipping the note on his person. The day was passing like any normal day, leaving the queen feeling quite bored by the end of it until he remembered the note which brought a little smirk to his lips.

With a soft little sigh, he stood up from his throne and began walking off toward where his and Jack's bedrooms where as the note had instucted him to, giggling softly as Jack ducked back into his room once he saw him coming. The queen couldn't help but wonder what exactly was awaiting him on the other side of that door, though it did appear that he was still dressed in his usual attire. Ah, well, suppose it wasn't much of a shock for him to be in such, he wasn't really one to dress up from what he has experienced so far. Not that he had an issue with this. The queen honestly loved the modesty... Only he himself would ever see such lewd things from Jack. Maybe some other thing he could get him into a babydoll dress... A thought that easily had him giggle once more with the mental imagery.

What exactly happened within the room wasn't really something he was expecting at all, the small package that now rest in his hands had the man blink in confusion before he actually looked at it. The heart shape and the note tucked under the ribbon still left him scratching his head in a metaphorical sense. After a few seconds of taking it in, an amusing little exhale made it's way through his nose before he looked up toward the other again and then lightly poked the other's forehead. "There's no Valentine's Day in Wonderland, you silly man," he said with a chuckle before sliding closer to him and gently draped his arms around his shoulders and lightly pressed his lips against his before moving his head and whispering softly into his ear. "Thank you, Jack... Happy Valentine's Day.." he hummed just softly after this before resting his head against his shoulder after setting himself back on the heels of his boots. "Is it chocolate..?" he questioned, looking rather pleased, a love struck little smile on his lips.

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"N-no…!I don’t have no such thing…"He retorted rather quickly and his face flushed slightly when the other got closer to him. He could only swallow hard and cross his legs further,but this caused him to make a small sound and made him feel all the more flustered.He didn’t know what to do. Here he was aroused and the man who caused it was sitting right nearby. He thought about hiding, but use would there be in that? He felt trapped and chewed on his lip slightly.

"Really now? Because it sure looks like you are displaying many signs that point out that you do," he teased, smirking a little at him and reached a hand out, gently moving a finger along his jaw line. "Ne... What exactly were you thinking about? Was I ravaging you good?" he nearly purred, but of course, something like that coming from a human couldn't happen. "To think you are having such thoughts about a lowly human... And a murderer nonetheless. I have indulged in many a sin, my dear angel," he chuckled a little before moving his hand toward the blanket the other was using to cover himself, giving it a small tug. "Though... I suppose you perhaps already knew that?"

[estranged-queen]

knights-of-virtue:

He could barely make a sound as the other male came into his room. The thought of hiding deeper within the covers had crossed his mind. “E-er…my name is Edward, Edward Anwarr…"He managed to say and crossed his legs underneath the covers. "Y-you…"He stammered,since the other was right. It had been him that made him feel this way.  His face had also flushed ever so slightly as the other smirked. "You must find this very entertaining huh?"He gave a nervous chuckle.

“Maybe I do,” he simply replied to his question this way, slowly approaching the figure on his bed before casually kneeling before it and leaning close to him with his arms crossed on the bed. “I think it’s amusing that I bother you so much. All I’ve ever done was make fun of you, you know. And yet... Here you are. Do you have some sort of humiliation kink, Edward?” he asked, the snarky look on his face never leaving.