#also this with chubby reader is [heart explode emoji]

[wri0thesley]

sorry thought about diluc or ayato and the intricate and complicated rituals of dressing you. the intimacy of tightening corset lacings and clipping garters onto stockings and tying ribbons, of doing buttons and making sure fabric lays correctly and fastening jewelry, tucking little tokens of esteem into your hair or behind your ear . . . making sure you wear a flash of their colour or a love token—

oh. oh. dainsleif dressing a royal reader with love tokens tucked into his pocket and up your sleeve before he leaves for a tournament or battle. dainsleif who shouldn’t be so close to you but naturally your family trust the twilight sword, he would never behave improperly—

all of this before fancy parties and important events where you must remain lovely and graceful and friendly but not too friendly, look pretty and act correctly and be under so much pressure you could wilt—

and the intimacy that follows where your man undresses you, releases you from all those same trappings that earlier he painstakingly assisted you into