dude i told my knight no snuggles because i had to sign a treaty and he slammed his visor down in a huff and now he wont talk to me 🤦🤦 oooomgggg bro🤦🤦🤦

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dude i told my knight no snuggles because i had to sign a treaty and he slammed his visor down in a huff and now he wont talk to me 🤦🤦 oooomgggg bro🤦🤦🤦
as a knight, it is your sworn duty to let your prince(ss) lounge on you like a spoiled palace cat.
oh, to feel the metal of my knight's tasset against lace stockings...
(knight x prince 3)
this art is about t4t mlm.
Me (a prince, teary-eyed and very upset): Just… tell me I’m serving cunt right now….
My knight (A war-torn knight who’s watched people die before): You’re.. very cunt m’lord. One could say you… serve.
What Knight wants to live in a state of intense sexual tension with me? You can secretly masturbate with handkerchief I give you as a symbol of my favour at a tourney and I'll secretly sneak your sword when you're not looking to rub the hilt and imagine it's your cock. Maybe if I'm really sneaky I can steal your tunic when you bathe after training so I can smell that at night, and if you're really lucky perhaps my attendants will have dropped a pair of my underwear on the way out after dressing me that you'll be able to steal while I'm none the wiser.
I just want to have a handsome knight to carefully and delicately grasp his face. To cradle and treat like he is fragile after he endured the strifes and violence seen in war. I want to bring him serenity and coo his name softly in the safety of my quarters.
Slamming my knight's visor down repeatedly because I like the sound it makes
I don’t say it loud enough sometimes
FAT KNIGHTS ARE HOTTEST. BIG MEN. BIG TRANS MEN…
Muscle needs padding, let me rest my head on your stomach. Let me grab your sides and feel the way my fingers sink in. Or, until I realize the appearance of softness is just a facade for the sheer force underneath.