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some doors are closed for a reason

[radiodormouse]

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[m1lfs-r-us]

A knight joins their Lady in the morning, greeted by her drawl " good morning, My pet. Come. Kneel for me".

The knight obliges, anything to serve their Lady. She traces a finger down the knights horns, brush hair behind their ear, before brushing along their jaw and tipping their chin up. The knight understands, eyes darkening, breath becoming heavy in anticipation. Their Lady smiles, dark lips curling at her Darling knight. "Open."

The word hardly needs to be spoken for the knight to open their mouth. Anything for their Lady.

She slides her fingers along their tongue. They close their eyes, submitting like a guard dog to its master. Moving her hands to their horns, the main course begins. The knight's mouth dutifully taking in their Lady, breathing through their nose to avoid gagging. (Although their lady did like to test their resolve, pushing until they gagged for her).

Their Lady made no fanfare of it today. Business had to be done, she could only burn off some steam for now. The knight knew she would need them in her chambers after the day was done. "Such a good thing, pretty thing for me like this". She sighed; the knight swallowing all they could, cleaning up the rest.

The knight would temper their own need, standing beside their Lady patiently through the day. They just had to wait until tonight.

[observingzombie]

Should come across a field with a scarecrow in it, be sure to pay your respects.

Scarecrows are crop guardian's and have ties to the myth of the watcher of the fields.

They are ancient and see all that pass through their domain despite having no eyes.