pls do more Travis antler queen🙇♀️
antler queen travis who’s riddled with guilt, feeling unworthy of any sort of devotion. yet he accepts begrudgingly, wondering if maybe this could be his greater purpose in life.
maybe he does it to protect you, too. first it’s just to get people to leave you alone: leave you out of their squabbles, the hunts, the shitty chores. but over time travis becomes more protective, and doesn’t even want people to speak to you. likes it better when you wait in his hut, spending your day with menial little tasks, like sewing together pelts for clothing.
he’ll come to you throughout the day, making sure his little pet is alright. gives you kisses and praise for being so obedient. travis could care less about what the girls think of him, ultimately all that matters is you: the clear devotion you hold.
the sex gets more possessive, too. his hands roam your body while you ride him, sitting pretty in his lap. travis worships every inch of skin with his mouth, gentle kisses that morph into nibbles then into bites. leaving behind his mark in the form of blooming bruises.
letting you wear the antlers, gently braiding your hair. travis knows you’re the only thing out here truly worth worshipping.
