Deep Inside [M]

Gideon was much, well not much but notably, older than the woman before her. The heir's tail wavered behind him ever so slightly as the masked princess seemed to timidly take in his compliments, still, she had a vibrancy about her he enjoyed very much. He was definitely not, so to speak, Mr. family man, but he was definitely around to offer a good time, and he had to let the playful thoughts of wondering how he could coax the girl into his games consume his mind.

"Well, someone's got to keep my brother in line. I'll actually be Grand Duke or the Infante upon my nephew Maverick rising to my spot, running a pack doesn't suit my fancy Rolling his shoulders he couldn't deny that when necessary he upheld a higher level of conduct, but unless it was absolutely needed, he really didn't bother with any of it. After all, what could was life when one could not act or portray themselves as the true character they were?


"A rank shouldn't define ya, girly, a personality should," His was far from deserving of that of a prince. "Places are different, doesn't make one better than the other, doesn't make me being here mean I have to be any different than I would anywhere else," A sultry smile would slip over his inky lips and the arkhos would feel her cold nose press into his cheek. "Funny, my little belle, I was just about to say the same thing," and with that he would try to plant a deliberate kiss on her cheek.