#ikeprince clavis

[queen-dahlia]

Bunnies❤️

So freaking adorable 🥺❤️ They will be my new icons lwrrnwh

[ikeprinces-stuff]

What really Clavis' route is about :

Shout-out to my little sis who's that “I don't play ikeprince but I love Clavis so much” kind of fans

[xxsycamore]

❝ 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓 ❞

╰┈➤ 💜 Clavis seduces Emma in a bunny suit so she can finally pop his cherry.

Clavis Lelouch x Emma • rating: E (MDNI) • tags:Bunny Suits; Bunny Ears; bunny tail; that one Clavis card; Virginity; Virginity Kink; Making Out; Sloppy Makeouts; Dom!Emma; sub!Clavis; Femdom; Neck Kissing; Biting; Groping; Premature Ejaculation; Coming Untouched; Coming In Pants • wordcount: 1,495 • masterlist

"Welcome home, Emma. I've been waiting for you."

The wave of shock that washes over Emma's being brings forth an unmistakable familiar and dangerous warmth that traverses from her cheeks straight down to her nethers. It doesn't leave her time to breathe, to think, yet the words still manage their way out.

"Clavis, what are you wearing?"

Hand still on the doorknob, Emma's eyes are cast down low, at the figure kneeling on the floor. Clavis' tall, slender form is clad in a tight suit, squeezing his flesh in all the right places. Clavis lowers his head as if desperate to rub himself all over her legs, showing the joy of a domesticated animal welcoming his owner home, and in the act, a pair of long faux ears brush past Emma's frame. From the position he's taking on the floor, she can see the star of the outfit - an obscene protrusion on his rear, white and fluffy. A bunny tail.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm your little bunny in heat. I'm beginning you to finally, finally take me."

Emma's blood runs hot, fingers curling inwards until she can feel her own nails dig into the inside of her palm. It emphasizes their positions on the spot. She has claws, and Clavis is soft, pliant, vulnerable, practically begging. She can do whatever she wishes with him.

His methods of seduction are an incitement to riot, as she barely needs stimulus to desire him. Yet Clavis puts on so much effort for her. He moves his body alluringly in a way he's never done for anyone; he gazes at her in a way he's never gazed at anyone. The littlest things about him are enough, all those things he doesn't even suspect are erotic, so how is she to endure the current situation?

"On the bed, Clavis."

The man on his knees smirks as he obediently bows, turning around to comply with her wish. Emma's eyes follow his rump. Of course they do. He gives her so much to look at.

She'll have to give that tail a little squeeze later.

Emma follows him to the bed and climbs up, signaling for Clavis to come closer. He sits on the place between her legs, leaning slightly backward as he props himself up with a hand, chest puffed out. Ready for her next move.

Emma reaches two greedy hands to grasp his waist, and she pulls him in closer, letting his scent engulf her completely. Has he always had such a perfect waist? It's not tiny enough for her hands to properly enwrap it, but rather just enough to desperately try to tighten her hands enough to fit more.

"Kiss me, Clavis. You know how to do this much, right?"

Way better than a virgin does, she refrains from adding, for the sake of her own composure. They've made out before, but never took the next step. The amount of heated kisses they'd shared had been enough to see Clavis become bold and risqué in his need for more, often kissing her breathless. The bulge in his pants has always been alluring but it's never been quite the time or the place. Partly because Clavis has a penchant for being at the wrong time, in the wrong place.

His lips are now planted against her own, and he already begins with his game. No time for lovey-dovey kisses, even if they're to his liking as well. His tongue slips between Emma's parted lips, making his way in, provoking her. It turns her rasped breaths into moans, and she doesn't mind it even this early on. If she's being vocal, he'll start being vocal too. For the time being, she lets him lead the kiss. It's almost like he shows what he wants to be done to him in return, she thinks. Although he's a gentleman through and through. His demonstration simply can't be as true to his desires.

He withdraws, and keeps his mouth open, tongue poking out. Emma doesn't wait for the thin thread of saliva between them to break; as long as he took a breath he should be fine for continuing where they left. It's like they never stopped the kiss that way.

She takes it easy on him when she takes the lead, dragging her tongue on his plump lower lip as if asking for entrance. It humiliates him a little, as if they're still not past this stage, as if he needs that - but strangely it's only lust he feels as a response. He answers properly to the gesture, obediently parting his lips to be penetrated, and Emma slips her tongue in.

"Nngn…"

Emma takes notes of all the little things that push Clavis' buttons; like curving her tongue to caress the underside of his tongue, or withdrawing to scare him with a too-early end of the kiss. She wants to learn more and more about how he wants to be kissed, touched, loved.

"Haah… haha.. You can get more handy than that, Emma."

He needn't say more. Emma's hands move from where they've held Clavis' waist, leaving unmistakable warmth behind as their imprints, and they travel up his back. Emma traverses it with hands alone from one side to the other, measuring him up, taking note of the hard places of him just like the soft ones, following the curves of his shoulders, the dips of the junction between them and his neck. It's an endearing gesture, until she cards her fingers through the short purple hair on the back of his head, upwards, taking both of his sleek black bunny ears in her grasp.

He doesn't feel the tug in the way an actual appendix would, of course, but his groan is sincere, and the action successfully makes him tilt his head back to reveal his slender neck.

Emma leaches on it, her glistening lips wetting his neck as she sinks her teeth into the column of his neck. He's so weak to neck kisses, she can practically feel him get hard where they're pressed body to body.

Leaving only one hand on his head, she lets the other one get playful and travel back down. The moment she's past the leather of his belt, Clavis' body rocks forward, and his rear lifts off the bed. He's on his knees now, between Emma's parted legs, arms snaking around her shoulders for support as she keeps kissing and nibbling at his neck.

With his behind now in full reach, Emma gets bolder, squeezing and groping his rump, the back of his thighs, and finally his fluffy white tail. It makes a little wicked smile bloom on her face. She lacks all of those adorable assets, yet Clavis sees her as his little bunny. She understands now, both the endearment and the lust behind it. Though it's a little scary that they've both become like that - with carnivores and prey it's quite linear. They devour until they're sated. With rabbits, well, Emma knows what people say about rabbits.

Clavis moans now, open and vulgar, and each vocalization of his arousal makes his Adam's apple move where Emma can feel it under her lips. It makes her see hot-white behind her eyelids that fell closed amidst it all. She wants to be locked in that tango forever; to see how Clavis gets worse and worse, until they finally cross that line, to take and take from each other until there's nothing they haven't done to the other.

"Ahh-- Nghh!" Clavis' head trashes, and it makes Emma's sucking at his skin a little difficult as her lips begin to miss their target. She makes him stay in place again, nails biting on the fabric of his suit, pressing him closer to her. His moans become hopeless now, and she feels proud of herself, just a tad curious which part made him like this. Clavis riots in his flesh restraints again, though he can easily remove himself from her grasp with his strength alone. She lets him have his breath, letting go and catching a glimpse of his face that she began to miss.

He's a mess, cheeks flushed red, hair disheveled, and faux ears askew and flopping to the side. Although he pants heavily, he finds it in himself to smirk. It's a rather mischievous one; not the kind to signal achievement of his goal but rather that he's done something forbidden.

"Nnnh…You handled your bunny a little too rough and he creamed his pants."

Eyes widening, Emma feels a fresh wave of arousal wash over her as the words sink in. She's stunned, a little guilty, a little curious… but as her gaze shamelessly shifts to his trousers to see a little wet spot on the front of his still-tented crouch, she's sure she's never seen anything more erotic in her life. She wets her lips to speak up.

"Looks like my little bunny in heat will stay a virgin for a little longer."

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[neerons]

Some of Clavis Lelouch’s best quotes + Cyran's bonus quotes

"Tell me, Emma, what do you think is the best way to wake someone who's really bad at waking up? (...) That's right, you stab them." (—Clavis talking about Chevalier to Emma)

"Finding such a handsome man in your room is enough to leave anyone breathless. Take your time. I know I'm easy on the eyes. (...) Oh, nice reaction! There's nothing like a good AHHHHH to get me in the mood."

“I didn’t do anything. But next time, don’t be intimidated by these status-crazed nobles. You don’t owe them anything—not even a smile. If someone looks down on you, look down on them in return. Otherwise, your self-worth will start to plummet. Never abandon your self-respect just to calm the situation. I know you’re a wonderful person—I wouldn’t have chosen you as my wife if not.”

"You succumbed to delusion."

"You weren't paying any attention to me at all. I got so lonely, I almost died!"

"...I want to make love to you."

"I'll tell you a secret about Chevalier. You want to know right? I bet you do. (...) He likes romance novels, but the reason for that is... Me. (...) One day, I secretly added to his pile of books... I put a book that boasted its dewy, spicy romance in the pile."

"Haha! When you're as handsome as I am, you look good no matter what state you're in. You just need better understanding of aesthetics." (—Clavis to the "Obsidianite soldier")

"Haha! You don't need to apologize. Who says only kids are allowed to be bouncy? What's wrong with adults being genuine about loving the things they love?"

"Oh, the things you say! Don't you realize you threaten to unleash the beast that hides behind this gentleman's visage?" (—Clavis' thoughts about Emma)

"What a fool I was to think I was done falling in love with you. The depths I could fall for you seem endless."

“We can do it on the table, or by the windowsill again, if you like. Ah, but I don’t recommend the floor—not unless you’re into that.”

"Wait, wait, wait! (...) Chevalier, you cannot possibly be trying to replace the words 'I love you' with that one kiss. (...) Why else would Emma have dressed up so beautifully? It's all so she can hear you say those three words! (...) Yes, not all things need to be said, but there is a purpose in giving words to feelings. That's how you can bring them into the real world. Chev, you can't let Emma guess how you truly feel forever. Just tell her. (...) The average person can't read minds like you do. Don't assume that Emma knows everything just because you do." (—Clavis to Chevalier, in Chevalier's route)

"I would never allow my lovely fiancee to live a life of fear. And so I must take it upon myself to indulge her in a life of joy." (—Clavis' thoughts about Emma)

"I'm charming, aren't I?"

"Here you are, alone in a secret room with a handsome prince. Why are you only interested in those lifeless husks? (...) That's a little offensive, you know."

"Haha! Go to hell." (—Clavis to Chevalier)

"Goodness, I've never visited that bookstore, and to think it was hiding a gem all this time..." (—Clavis' thoughts about Emma)

"Dear me, it looks like they started running the second they spotted me. Haha! That's optimistic of them. " (—Clavis talking about Yves and Licht to Emma)

"You could at least call it artistic. My handwriting conceals talent that would surpass that of a genius artist. (...) It's readable. So long as you take the time to decode it! Haha!" (—Clavis to Jin)

"Ah... Hahaha! I can't believe you headbutted me! You should've slapped me, at least."

"There's no rule that says you have to drink alcohol once you come of age. That said, it might be more romantic to let you get drunk and then take care of you until you sober up. Wait here, I'll just get some—"

"Of course, I'm not trying to criticize your own personal standards for good and evil. But throughout our lives, we're constantly being confronted by our perceptions of good and evil. And there are times when we might regret it later, if we decide to be critical of something simply because 'it's evil'. Our own individual standards for good and evil may not always be aligned with the kingdom's standards for good and evil. And if that happens, wouldn't you want to remain true to your own standards? To what you believe is good and right?"

"So you're comfortable drinking. I'll keep that in mind." (—Clavis' thoughts about Emma)

"(...) I'm well aware that of all the princes, I was the one most loved by his mother. Although I suppose it's not really a surprise, given how adorable and cute I was. (...) Haha! Why are you apologizing? There's no rule that says we can't talk about the deceased. And there's no need to feel guilty, either. I'm not some silly child who gets all worked up just from thinking about her." (—Clavis talking about his mother to Emma)

"I love drawing attention to myself, you know that. I wanted everyone in the palace talking about me, so I made it seem as if I'd gone missing." (—Clavis to Sariel)

"...You're surprisingly sweet on Emma, aren't you?" (—Clavis to Chevalier)

"Well obviously, because I like rabbits. And from what I know of rabbits... They may seem aloof, but they're actually very sweet and loving, and if you're lucky, they'll even let you see that side of them. I think they're adorable. And despite being delicate and easily frightened, they won't run from anything—they'll stand their ground and put on a brave face. I can't think of any other creature that instills in me such an urge to protect them. You see? Everything about them is lovable." (—Clavis talking about Emma secretly)

"But that's why Rhodolite is so well-balanced. If we all agreed with Leon, the kingdom would constantly be in danger from outside. If we all agreed with Chevalier, it would end up a dictatorship."

"You're about the only person who willingly visits the brutal beast's lair."

"Just so we're clear, this doesn't even count as a setback to me. I've tasted defeat countless times at the hands of a brother more beastly than anyone in Obsidian. I've never once made the right choice. I'm a loser, constantly making mistakes, and constantly being laughed at for them. (...) When you fail, it's easy to give up. It's easy to think your ideas are wrong, and yield to the right choice. But this is what I do. Every time I fail, I get up again, and I fight even harder, so that next time, maybe I won't fail. I don't care about what's right for the kingdom. I stay true to what's right for me, and that's the only way I've found any meaning in my life. Even if what I believe to be right and true is actually wrong, and even if I'm called evil and wicked for doing what I do... I'll fight against the brutal beast's methods with everything I have in me. And I'm not going to die until I've made him kneel before me, and accepted that my beliefs are just as righteous as his are. (...) And since I've spent my life tasting nothing but defeat, I think I can declare this with some certainty. So long as you go on living, you'll never really be a loser. Because there is no such thing. Even if you lost this time, you just have to win next time to be the winner. And if nothing else, you'd be able to die a prouder man than you will now. (...) Today's failures will lead you to tomorrow's hope. Always, as long as you don't give up. And that's why I'm going to get up and try again. What about you? Are you going to die a dog's death here?" (—Clavis to the "Obsidianite soldier")

"What a shame... Were my hands not bound right now... I'd already be making love to you."

"Haha! Not a chance. I adore her." (—Clavis denying disliking Emma to Gilbert)

Cyran's bonus quotes:

"(...) Prince Clavis lies incessantly, so feel free to ignore everything he says. (...) Everything. You've no need to be worried about his feelings, or even keep him company. And it might be in your best interests to refuse to eat any of this." (—Cyran talking about Clavis and his cooking to Emma, in front of Clavis)

"You're still half-asleep, aren't you? You're a disgrace." (—Cyran to Clavis)

"When we finally catch up to him, I think we should team up and give him a good scolding!" (—Cyran talking about Clavis to Emma)

"Since you left me behind like that, I've decided to hold a grudge against you forever. (...) Do it again and I'll throttle you, master or no. Just so you know." (—Cyran to Clavis)

"My Lady, I'm afraid that Prince Clavis's plan is truly stupid. A prince in his right mind would never even plan such a thing, and the average person would recoil in shock at the very idea of it."

"Prince Clavis, you can't just go casually tossing your head in her lap like that. My Lady, you're more than welcome to slap him awake at this point."

"(...) despite all that, there was one fool prince who stormed into the camp where the prisoners were being held. Yep, I'm talking about the idiot prince currently sleeping like a babe in your lap."

"From the way he acts, it's easy to mistake him for a fool and a scoundrel, but... at heart, he's the kindest, most compassionate man I've ever met." (—Cyran talking about Clavis to Emma)

"...So where is he, this handsome man? (...) ...You're a total mess right now, you realize. You look dreadful. Want me to get you a mirror?" (—Cyran to Clavis)

"My Lady, I truly am sorry, but... I've been ordered to inform you that, and I quote, 'your prince is in grave danger and needs you to rescue him! Ahaha'! (...) ...He insisted I include the 'ahaha' at the end." (—Cyran delivering a message from Clavis to Emma)

"Very well. I'll inform him that you said to die in pain and agony." (—Cyran talking about Clavis to Chevalier)

[alice-revolution]

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[le-chat-sofi]

Nokto: C'mon, MC can't be good at everything! Clavis: Yeah, who knows, she might be a terrible kisser- Yves: NO, MC is good at that too. Nokto:(ᵔ.ᵔ) Licht passing by:(O.O) Clavis:(¬‿¬ ) Yves:(＃＞＜) MC: My poor boy...

[lichtluv]

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𝘰𝘩, 𝘪'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘯

𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘦'𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪'𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘯...

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˗ˏˋ 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝.

[clavissionary-position]

Clavis: Remember, Cyran. If I start nodding off, you have my permission to slap me

Cyran: I don't need your permission

Clavis: What

Cyran: I said I'm ready for the mission

Clavis: Good, good! Hahaha

Clavis: ....

Clavis: Not a huge slap or anything. Just a little one will do

Cyran: Of course

Clavis: I'm a light-sleeper. You could even just gently mime the slap and I'd be up

Cyran: Sure

Cyran: If you want to risk it

Clavis: Risk what

Cyran: The chance that you don't wake up because my slap was too weak

Clavis: ...

Clavis: Do you just need to get this slap out of your system? I'm really feeling the 10 years worth of build-up behind it

Cyran: Oh no. No no no. I couldn't do that. I work for you now. And you're a prince

Clavis: Both of those things are still true when I'm asleep

Cyran: If you're not consciously being a prince and consciously being my employer, then it's fine if I unconsciously slap you to the moon

Clavis: ...

Clavis: KAI! HUGO! YOUR BEAUTIFUL EMPLOYER REQUESTS AID

*definitely regurgitated this scene from something, so I'm not taking any credit for it. If you know what this reminds you of, feel free to let me know!

[scarletlove2]

MDNI!

Warnings: incest, non-con, poorly written smut and poorly written in general, groping in Jin’s part, spanking in Chevs part, blind fold in claivs part, undergarment stealing in Leon’s part, blow Job in yves part, sharing in and fingering in licht and noktos part, oral in Luke’s part,

Made with a fem reader in mind reader is probably around the ages of 20-22

You know damn well if the princes had a baby sister they’re gonna try and keep you as innocent as possible until they corrupt you enough before a prince of another kingdom can do it.

You’re just so sweet and innocent you can’t blame them for wanting to you corrupt I mean they are called beasts after all,

Jin will summon you into his room to discuss something, as a sucker is lodged between his lips. He then guides you to his bed, holding you down and in position, before removing the sucker from his lips. With his thumb, he’ll gently part your lips as the candy meets your tongue. Meanwhile, his hands explore downward, finding your breasts and groping them through the fabric of your dress. He reassures you that it's customary for a big brother to ensure they are perfect for your future husband to cherish and fondle.

As you enter Chevalier's private library and request to borrow some of his books to pass the time, his irritation steadily mounts. By the third time you approach him, he seizes you, swiftly positioning you over his knee and lifting your skirt. Using your back as a makeshift table, he places his book, his gloved hand descending upon your posterior as you release whimpers of pain. Amid your tearful apologies, he reprimands you for your persistent nuisance before dismissing you. Left with sniffles, watery eyes, and a tender bottom, you should know better than to ask him about borrowing his books, but he has to make sure you know asking stupid questions will get you punish by your future husband he just prepare you for it.

Claivs suggests a surprise awaits in the garden, one meant to be unveiled through touch rather than sight. He carefully blindfolds you with one of his ties, ensuring secrecy as he leads you through the garden to the secluded gazebo nestled within the rose gardens. Seating you on a bench, he gently urges you back against it, delicately lifting your skirt and positioning your leg over his shoulder. His touch glides soothingly up and down your legs, gradually venturing further down your thigh. With a hushed gesture, he presses a finger to your lips, reminding you to maintain silence, a skill essential for your future husband's comfort and satisfaction.

Leon, who will have a sleepover with you, will maintain innocence as you fall asleep. However, unbeknownst to you, he will rummage through your drawers, finding your lace bra and panty sets. He'll discreetly pocket a pair or two before leaving your room. The next morning, he'll send Julius to fetch you, claiming it's for an urgent royal matter. Once in the office, he'll insist you lock the door, citing the need for privacy. Shouldn't you trust your big brother? He'll then approach you, cornering you between himself and the door, producing your undergarments. He'll express disappointment and indicate that punishment is in order, deeming it inappropriate for you to possess such items. After all, your husband wouldn't approve. Thus, he takes it upon himself to administer discipline for your possession of these garments.

Yves will offer to assist you with your makeup, ensuring your lipstick and eye makeup are flawless as you both stroll around town. However, you can't help but notice the lingering stares from men, eyeing you like a naive prey they can devour. Yves, too, observes the way they gaze at your lips as you politely wave and smile, oblivious to their predatory intentions. His frustration mounts until you return to the palace, where his anger radiates palpably. He guides you to your knees, gripping your hair as you take his cock in your mouth, all the while venting about the men in town. Your mascara streaks down your cheeks, and your makeup smudges from the intensity, tears threatening to escape your eyes. you, should be grateful it’s him. Knowing if you get those stares while married your future husband might not be as nice as your big brother,

Licht and Nokto will sandwich you between them during the carriage ride home from Jade after attending a meeting. They'll boldly slide their hands up your skirt or pull down your top to fondle your breasts, teasingly nipping at your neck as they exchange remarks. Pushing your panties aside, they'll explore you intimately, their fingers delving into your depths, all the while bantering with each other. Amidst your moans of pleasure, you find yourself immersed in a whirlwind of carnal delight, surrendering to the sensations and the allure of their touch. They have to make sure you can take the touch of more than one man in case your husband wants to share you around

Luke simply aims to be a supportive baby brother. In the garden, he attentively tends to your desires while the tea and treats remain untouched. With your hands gripping his hair, his chin adorned with your juices, he devours you fervently, akin to a hungry bear awakening mid-hibernation. He fervently swears that you taste superior to any honey he's ever sampled. His only hope is that your husband shares his appreciation for your juices like he does.

This was very much rushed but I swear to god I’ll have nightmares about how badly I wrote this



[buddy-anon]

٩(˘◡˘)۶ prison

[yukina-otome]

Pregnancy scare headcannons

Hello everyone! Here is part 1 of my pregnancy scare headcannons this time with Chevalier and Clavis. Feel free to request the other princes in the comments!

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It was during a time MC and her prince were not even engaged.

MC was pacing around in her room, her period was late, very late. Almost 3 weeks late to be precise. 

This had happened before, but it was never more than a week or so. This time, she could really be pregnant.

Well, she had been pretty stressed lately and she knew that her period often responded to stress by being late.

But they have been going at it like bunnies this past month so it wasn’t impossible for her to be pregnant.

The worst is that she had no way to know for sure until around 2 months of pregnancy and right now she could be 1 month pregnant so she’d have to wait one whole month for the midwife to be able to diagnose her.

All she could hope for is for her period to come.

She felt panic submerge her more every second that passed, until she heard the door to her room open.

Chevalier Michel

Chevalier knew all of MC’s little habits by heart. He knew she was late, very late. But he did not worry at all.

This has happened before, never that much but even if she was pregnant, it would not be a big deal.

He was nothing like his father who could not protect his belle. He knew he could guarantee her safety and the safety of their child.

He expected her to be worried about this, so when he did not find her in their usual meeting spot, his library, he knew she would be in her room.

He opened the door to find her in the middle of a panic attack.

She barely noticed him coming in, and he quickly walked to her and grabbed her arm in a gesture that he wanted to be reassuring but came out a bit aggressive and awkward.

“What’s wrong?” he asked her even though he knew very well what was happening. He wanted to give her a chance for her to tell him herself.

She looked away. She didn’t know how he would react to this news.

“Even if you were pregnant, it would not be a problem.”

She looked up at him in surprise. As always, he was able to read her like a book.

“How would it not be a problem! Do you not remember what happened to the previous belle. I have no status to protect me or the hypothetical baby! What if-”

He quickly cut her off before she went deeper in her hypothesis.

“Do you compare me to that pathetic excuse of a father? Are you underestimating my abilities to protect you and our child?”

‘Our child’ saying it felt strangely good, he did not dislike the idea, it’s just that the timing wasn’t ideal.

And he saw it in her eyes, she did not dislike the thought of it either.

She started calming down and he wrapped his arms around her.

She never felt as safe as she did when he hugged her. She closed her eyes, feeling all the stress melt.

And indeed, few days later her period arrived. She was relieved and he simply smiled at her when she told him the news.

He knew he would want a child between them someday, but it was not the time yet.

For now, all he needed was her.

Clavis Lelouch

NB: We know that canonically this scenario is not possible for Clavis but let’s pretend it is.

Clavis knew he wanted as many children with his lover as possible, he did not care for the when and where.

As long as MC wanted this, he did not care.

As he did almost every day now, Clavis barged into his lover’s room without much of a knock.

She usually scolded him for that but today she looked at him in both surprise and panic.

His usual shady smile quickly disappeared as he rushed to her.

“What’s wrong?”

She felt tears coming to her eyes and he hugged her tightly.

He had no idea what or who did this to her but whoever it was, he would make them pay.

She cried for a while, and he just hugged her until she finally calmed down enough to be able to tell him what’s wrong.

“Wait, that’s it? That’s what made you into this state? haha!”

He laughed more in relief than anything else.

“Clavis! This is a big problem! What if I really am pregnant!”

“Then me and you would become parents! I can already see myself with an army of little clavis playing pranks on the whoooole caste!”

MC was relieved to see him so enthusiastic and she couldn't help but smile weakly.

“Or….Is that not something you want?” clavis had a serious expression on his face. If she never wanted to have babies he would not mind at all. The most important thing for him was her happiness.

“I want it too! But not now! It’s too early! Right now whatever kid we have would be illegitimate. I don’t have the power nor the status to protect it and-”

“So that’s the problem!? If so then let's hold our engagement tomorrow and our wedding after tomorrow! With that, you’ll be officially my princess! I’ll talk to Cyran right away and-”

“Wait! No! That’s not what I want! I want you to marry me cause you want it not because I’m pregnant! Plus right now I might not be pregnant at all so let’s wait for confirmation!”

She tried to calm down her lover, knowing very well that he could go through with the idea.

“But I do want to marry you! The baby is just the perfect excuse!”

“That’s not the point and you know it! Let’s just wait, please.” She gave him her best puppy eyes and he could never say no to her anyways.

Regardless, few days later, MC’s period came, much to her relief and when she told Clavis, he felt disappointed but also a bit relieved.

The truth is that he was worried that he would not be good enough to be a father. He was not the strongest, or the smartest. But this whole situation gave him a new insight on his future with MC.

He needed to become stronger and better and more confident in himself, in order to be the best father and husband ever!

[queen-dahlia]

Princes as Devils 🖤

These will be my new icons🖤

[ikeprinces-stuff]

Why you should love the domestic faction :

You can't find these scenes or shenanigans happening in the political faction 😌🤌🏻💖

[candied-boys]

[the12thnightproject]

@venulus

venulus asked:

Dear advisors, I hope this letter finds you well. I'm writing because I need your help. There's this wicked leopard who's stolen my heart and now I can't stop sighing, and dreaming, and swooning, and mooning over him. I'm lovesick and only he has the cure. He's a menace! The problem is I have no idea how to conquer his heart. Please help me! 🥺 Lots of love, the poor little lost puppy. 💜

Dear P.L.L.P.,

Angel, my apologies for the delay, as I needed to confer with one of my information sources.

[Hand raised - Moderatelyawesomesource]

[“Awesome sauce?” - Mai]

[“Would that taste good on pickled plums?” - GOOD OF WAR]

… who informed me that contrary to conventional wisdom, a leopard is not a female tiger (which would involve a different conversation altogether). My source assures me that although your leopard has a somewhat unconventional sense of humor, he is also a gentleman. As such, your leopard more than likely does not know he has stolen your heart.

Why would I make this assumption? A gentleman does not take advantage of another persons’ feelings for him. Therefore, were he aware of your feelings, he would either (a) tell you he feels the same way, or (b) gently and kindly explain that he is flattered (as of course any person would be flattered to be given your heart) but does not return that affection. If he is aware and has not done either of these things, he is not a gentleman after all.

Proceeding on the supposition that your leopard does not know how you feel and you at the same time do not know how he feels, what we have here are two sides that are equally matched when it comes to reconnaissance and information. Now, if you do not have access to a personal system of informants (and truly, Angel, I would advise you to perhaps create your own network, as my source states that your political situation is rather perilous), I suggest testing your gentleman.

[In battle.. YES. - GOOD OF WAR]

[No! - MAI]

[No…. But… Mai… theoretically, what do you think would be the outcome of a sparring match between Lord Kenshin and Chevalier Michel? - Moderatelyawesomesecretotomefan]

[Mai.exe has experienced a fatal system error.]

[Sasuke, are you implying I could lose? Do you remember what getting fired means? ~GOOD OF WAR]

While the battle tests suggested by my colleagues might indeed help you discover your leopard’s ability to protect you, this is not the type of test I was suggesting. Your leopard is mischievous, a man who is said to prize amusement above all else. Therefore, your tests should be designed to be amusing. Challenge him to a series of non-lethal games, use all of your intelligence and allure to turn the tables on him. Confuse him. Keep him off balance to the point that he is the one who is sighing and swooning.

Because I promise you this, Angel, one thing that entices most gentlemen, in fact almost every man, is the prospect of winning a woman who can keep up with every challenge, who -

[Why can’t she just tell him how she feels? - Yuki.]

[Because this method is more amusing, which is what the target prizes. - Tiger of Kai]

[I will never understand women. - Yuki]

[Yuki, in this case, it is about understanding men. - Tiger of Kai]

Angel, amuse, outthink, and confound your leopard and he will be yours… if after all that effort, you still believe him worthy. And if not, and you happen to find your way into my world, I would be more than happy to make you sigh and swoon and ensure that all your dreams are very, very sweet.

Best of Luck,

Tiger of Kai

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