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cloudcountry · 1 year
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oli!! congratulations on the 1k <3 for the event I would like to vil + sit on his lap?) or vil + lap jeje idk I just want to sit on his lap and talk?) XDD, well take care and let's go for the 2k ^^/
aaaa thank you!!!! <3 my first thought was doing vil's eyeliner bc YK "sit on my lap and do my eyeliner" but i know he would NEVER let someone else do his eyeliner sigh.
so instead, you're taking his makeup off. C:< onwards to 2k!! thank you for your support anon <33
VIL SCHOENHEIT + LAP (1k event details)
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Pomfiore dinners were always a hassle.
You’d think the dorm with someone like Vil at its head would be calm, but with all the preparations required to make the dinner go perfectly, it was anything but.
As if that wasn’t enough, Vil's morning alarm didn’t go off and he didn’t have time to go on his morning run. Just when you both thought he couldn’t get more thrown off his routine, it suddenly began to rain. Silently cursing whoever had angered Malleus as thunder rumbled in the distance, you and Vil had to take shelter before heading back to Pomfiore.
By now, Vil was ready to sleep.
And so you tug him over to his vanity and sit him in front of the mirror. He doesn’t protest when you climb into his lap, nor does he push you away when you start to remove his makeup.
“There you go, beautiful.” you murmur, gently massaging the make-up remover balm into his skin.
He hums at the gentle caressing of your fingers as they map out his features, and his relaxed state makes you happy to serve him.
Is this what it means to be a queen?
“Thank you, dove.” he sighs, resting his chin on your shoulder.
“No problem.” you whisper, and you wrap your arms around his middle.
He lets you kiss the juncture between his neck and shoulder before he tells you to get off his lap so he can wash his face. You, as always, are happy to serve.
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