#askroyal;

[royal--gambler]

☆ -sends own url-

Send me a ☆ and a URL and my muse will impersonate their muse

{—♔:} “Oh! Look at me! I kissed so many girls, I am an expert at it.”

[royal--gambler]

'i want the k' {yes hello i am here to ease you of your super high school level boredom-ness uwu }

Send me ‘I want the K’ and I’ll generate a number

1: Hot, Steamy kiss

{—♔:} Taking a sip of her favorite tea, royal milk tea. Her blood red orbs looked up to see a young male passing her. It did not interest her in any form at all. Why would it? All she was interested was on her milk tea. Celes loved that sensation when the warm tea would pass down her throat. That warm feeling would bring shivers down her spin. The aroma that was left behind when the tea was made, the gambler just loved it. Taking another sip to her tea she felt no tea going down her throat, the gothic gambler removed her cup from her lips and looked down at it. No more tea. Of course, she was enjoying herself too much she forgot about even having fill it once again.

Walking towards the kitchen there stood the young male who had passed her earlier. He seemed to be making himself a cup of tea as well, but not just any tea, royal milk tea. Could she ask him to make her once as well since he is already doing it? “You mind making me some as well?”

His orbs meet her own. His eyes were the definition of beauty. One could easily get lost in those eyes. Just for a moment she was lost into his eyes. Celestia coudn’t control herself anymore she found herself getting closer and closer to the male. Having wrapping her arms around his neck and his arms on her waist, their lips meet. Both pair of lips danced on one another. What just happened? The young Ludenberg could feel a warm tongue finding its way into her still warm mouth and it did manage to get it. His tongue wondered into her small mouth exploring each bit of it. A light shade of red ran across her place cheeks and her cheeks began to warm up. His lips tasted like the royal milk tea. Sweet and warm. That made the young female love this lips. Her small fingers played with his black hair, twisting it around her finger.

After a while Celestia backed away. This was not normal at all. This wasn’t something the raven haired female would do, no. Her lips wanted more but her brain said no. “I am sorry.” Her vision went down to her feet, not being able to look at him in the eye anymore. All she wanted was her tea, and now was the young male’s lips.