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❂ Florencio Sollia ❂ (rp account for metiahq. must be 18+ to follow.)

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The drunken slur to the other’s tone was more than enough to earn another soft sigh from Aquilino, doing his best to not berate the other for pulling what was in every way, an incredibly stupid move. Mixing the potions with alcohol could lead to all sorts of effects that he’d rather not be dealing with, but instead he just focused on the task at hand. Getting Florencio home safe was his only priority, once he was there, it was entirely out of his hands. Which was a relief, were he being honest.

Of course, that didn’t prepare Aquilino to deal with that nose so easily gliding against the curve of his jaw as the prince nuzzled in to his neck, jaw immediately tensing and spine straightening. “Unfortunately, sire, I’ll be taking you home and that is all.” His word’s were measured, ignoring the flare of warmth upon his neck as he kept them walking.

As long as he kept tem walking, he could keep himself focused on just walking. Of course he got stuck with the flirt. Most of Sollia knew of Florencio’s reputation, no matter how intoxicated the other was.

Once the other held his arm out, he slowed the pace. Just enough to brush gentle fingers over where it was bound. Checking the swelling. You learned basic medical knowledge on the front line in his position, and it didn’t seem like he’d made it any worse. It woud be better in a mages care, but still.

“I fear you’d do yourself more of an injury if I gave you a kiss of any description.”

“Fine, fine, I get it. No fun,” Florencio answered with a huff. “Are you the type that seldom brings company back to his chambers for a bit of fun?” It was a question that seemed appropriate at the time. Mostly Florencio wanted to know if the rejection came from a prudish sensibility rather than just not finding him attractive, the former would be less bruising to his ego. 

He eyed the man’s fingers as he traced them along his arm, Florencio was unable to feel where he was touching, yet the movement made him blush slightly. Perhaps that was the alcohol. Yea. 

Florencio stopped and narrowed his eyes at Aquilino, “How does one injure themselves from a kiss? What kind of kisses are you giving? That just makes me more curiouuuus.” He broke into a fit of laughter, pulling Aquilino closer to him with his good arm. “You’re a wild man, aren’t you?” 

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voices in the halls // neon trees

i can taste your lemonade
 bittersweet like every summer fling
 and keeping up with all your stories
 talking to your ghost when i’m asleep





no you’re never really dead to me
 and maybe that’s the mystery of us
 i used to think when you were gone
 i would still hear voices in the halls

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Can you see yourself only marrying a royal, or might you dip in among the nobles of Metia?

“As of right now, I don’t see myself marrying anyone. Especially not a royal. I know it’s always a threat to be married off, but I won’t go down without a fight.” 

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fuck, marry, kill prince editions!!

“Very well...It’ll only be from the ones whom I’ve met and actually remember. Again, there are a lot, and court and other royal events are largely a bore.” 

“Fuck...I’d say Cyrus from house Toyne, he looks like he’d be a good time, him or someone I’ve seen when I’ve visited the beaches of Medes. I would love to have him in my chambers. As far as marry, ideally, none of them, but if I had to, Nico. He and I have enough in common that I wouldn’t want to throw myself off of the castle roof. And kill, well, I would have to have more of an opinion, and I don’t think I feel strongly enough to go through the hassle.” 

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What's considered soul food for you?

“I like the empanadas made in the capital. They’re a definite comfort food for me. I’m also partial to spicy chorizo and plantains.” 

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What are you aspirations beyond the kingdom? Do you have any great passions?

“Most, if not all, my aspirations lay outside the kingdom.” 

“My passions are travelling the world, and my art. I want to find new inspiration and dedicate myself completely to that.” 

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fuck marry kill: kings

“This is a lot more fun than speaking of the princes, of which there are too many, thank you.” 

“To start off, I would kill my father, Roman, he knows what he did. Not displaying my art prominently enough. You would think that answer is safe, but I will remind you I live under the same roof with him. As for who I’d want to fuck, that would have to be the king of Valtolia, I have known what it is to experience the queen, so I would like to see him in all his glory. I would try to extend it for as long as I could, perhaps even include the queen. The more the merrier. Now, marriage is more complicated, the only reason I came to this conclusion is because originally he was going to be my answer for who I’d fuck, but I think the king of Casther is someone who you’d want to experience more than once. He’s got a fantastic ass, I know he knows his way around.” 

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Where is your favorite place to be kissed?

“I don’t think I’ve ever thought of a specific favorite, I like to be kissed in a lot of places. Why settle for one? I like it wherever I have a piercing, like my nipples, or another more interesting place. My inner thigh is a good place, that drives me crazy.” 

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If you had to marry a prince from a kingdom who would it be?

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“None of them. Having to marry someone sounds like a horrible task to undertake, not to mention that I haven’t met a prince I actually enjoy spending a lot of time with, outside my own family, of course.”  

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Or you could ask, Rajakavi, or Alessandro! 

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Aquilino was quick to pick up on the slur in the other’s speech, mentally figuring out the best course of action. Making sure ot walk close enough that if the other should tip, he’d be able to catch him without any real difficulty. He’d been around plenty of drunk soldiers in his life, he highly doubted royalty would be any different than them. Of course, his siblings would be a better judge of that than him, but… Besides the point, entirely.

At least, until he heard the mention of getting off, and immediately knew this ws not going to be a routine escorting. He should’ve known to believe the other’s reputation. “I saw, I fought, managed to avoi dmost damage whilst getting those less suited for a battlefield out of there. Terrifying creatures though.”

“Oh, and I believe that’s what company is for, sire. If you’re so worried about your own hand being out of commision.” He kept his tone easy, one hand reaching out to steady the other as soon as he sw the signs of the other tipping. Not before Florencio could grab him in return, evidently with his injured hand. He’s quick to switch sides, and instead curl one of his own arms around the small of Florencio’s back. Steady and firm with his hold.

“Did they not warn you not to mix your potions and wine?” He kept his tone firm, even as he made to catch the other’s eye. “Show me your hand, let me be sure you haven’t made it worse.”

“Terrifying is putting it lightlyyyy,” he slurred, the sight of the creatures and their terrible faces etched into his mind. Florencio was sure they would be there for a long time to come, at the very least they would provide inspiration for artwork once his arm healed, but maybe that was just the alcohol and potions talking. 

He sighed when Aquilino wrapped his arm around the small of his back, laughing softly to himself as he wrapped his good arm around his broad shoulders. Boy was he glad they had given him one of the better looking men to escort him home. That made this whole ordeal a lot more fun.

“Do you want to be my company, beautiful?” He asked, giggling to himself, and burying his face in the man’s neck momentarily. “You smell nice, I wouldn’t mind having you in my chambers.” 

Florencio rolled his eyes, stumbling again, but catching himself thanks to his hold on Aquilino. “What are you, my father? I was told not to do it, of course, but did I listen? Nooo. Rules are meant to be broken, you know. It’s what makes life interesting.” 

He quirked a brow at him, moving his arm and wincing at the movement. “’Snot my hand, it’s my elbow. Sprained. Are you going to kiss it better?” 

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It was safe to say that Davios’ unbreakable devotion to his studies left very little time for anything else. Still along the way he managed to make a few friends here and there that warranted a proper goodbye. The last visit to make before he fully departed to Valtolia was that of an unlikely friend. Davios felt he had little experience being in the prince of royals even though he called a prince of Sollia a dear friend. Florencio wasn’t exactly what some might expect of a royal. The aura of regal charm was there but he was not one to throw his title around. Meeting was a random encounter drawn by the fates and with time Davios felt some of the prince’s rebellious streak rub off on him. Taught him it was good for his sanity to pull his nose from the books every now and then.

And thus he could not leave Sollia without one last hurrah. With bottle filled with wine he waited upon a cliff that gave clear sight to the line of the horizon. Davios sent raven to summon his friend to the usual meeting spot those chose before they usually surrendered themselves to the attractions of the Sollian nights. Waiting while he soaked in the last rays of the setting sun.

Florencio and Davios were almost polar opposites, yet they had forged an unlikely bond. Years ago, he had met Davios and decided he would occasionally take him along on his rebellious escapades through Sollia. He never understood how someone could be so devoted to a school like Solanis, that seemed so rigid from the outside looking in, he thought Davios could do with a little fun. 

That’s how it had started, Florencio wanted to see if there was a wild streak to Davios, but over time he had come to enjoy his company. He had been one of the first people he’d gone to for advice when he decided he would try to behave, if anyone would be able to help it was Davios. 

He was still injured from the manticore attack in Valtolia, but that wouldn’t stop him from seeing his friend one last time before he pledged himself to that very kingdom. Florencio wasn’t sure how he felt about it all, wishing his friend could’ve worked and stayed within Sollia. That would’ve made things much easier. 

The familiarity of raven summoning a portal for him to go to their usual starting spot, a cliff overlooking the Sollian capital, was comforting. It felt just like old times, like his arm wasn’t currently in a sling, and his friend wasn’t going off to work in Valtolia. 

He had already had a few sips of alcohol before arriving, so he was looser than usual. Florencio walked up to Davios and wrapped him in his good arm, patting his back. “Davioooos! Are you ready to tear up the city? How are you, my friend?” 

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