// if I could edit it would make a gif of the prae lines with aymeric face over omega weapon just for u

//the highest compliment ive gotten recently is that I have turned more than 1 person into an aymeric shipper and/or a zenos shipper.

I just like tragic prince characters :)

To be fair you more zealous than most.

We must pretend long enough that none notice.

The church's teachings are fake.

I hope so, I like making sure my good girl is comfortable.
[He knows exactly what he is doing, kissing along her neck and shoulder, hands squeezing her hips- meanwhile Duchess remains blissfully unaware of her father's sabotage.]

His body goes rigid, a sharp inhale before he snaps pulling away to grab at Estinien and pull him into a kiss.

"Is that an offer?" Aymeric eyes are practically drowning in lust.

"I will- I am trying to not-" His hands grabbed the armrests, knuckles going white as he offered more of his neck.
"Do you want me to spill so easily?"

Perhaps the confessional. It has enough space and is rather quiet.

Aymeric face turned into a scowl, "none of them should have a go at you." His voice sharp and slightly possessive.

"That is, I will make clear that are to respect your boundaries. A jest is fine, an unwanted touch is not."

"If that is your wish, allow me to grant it." Squeezing Soren close, the knight smiled, kissing an ear.

"Never mind, I will deeply enjoy the faces of the lord when the discover my love is here to stay." His cheeks pink from the admission.

[Now contrnt to be coddled by Amelia who clearly is superior than Aymeric, Duchess purrs while Aymeric? He smiles, hands wrapping around the woman, kissing the side of her neck]

Much better, do you not agree?

They must improve if they wish to not have to attend mass.

I am allowed one jest a day. Please allow me thus.

We have artifical intelligence at home.

His name is Zephirin.

I know nothing. Not a single sin being committed.

[He smiles giving her a wink]

He chokes on his own spit, coughing.

"I- shall call out for tomorrow then."

YE- I mean.

Yes, of course, wherever is most comfortable for you.

"Says the most beautiful woman in the realm."

The moan that left him was loud, his hips jerking in place before Aymeric was shuddering.
"Estinien. Please."

He dare not admit how weak he was, even if Estinien knew it.

I did not witness any crime.

Unless, you being lovely is one.

Yes.

[Duchess purrs LOUDLY, as if to further snub Aymeric who just goes and sits by the fire, motioning Amelia to join him]

Shall we begin then?

"You're going to make me abuse my position aren't you?" He says with a soft smile.

I legally can only pardon a crime once. After that, I would suggest not being caught.

"Then stay." He whispered into the man's hair.
"Ishgard is your home. I- I would make this a home for you as well. If others should call I would ask you to stay. I would bid them to go. Only if you wanted it. Only if you would accept it."

He looked at her then the dress.

"Would you object if I joined them?" He asked, ears pink.

"My presence may dissuade any untoward comments or actions."

His entire body was tight, pen set down with shaking hand.

"Do you mean to drive me insane?" His ears and face remained a bright red and his trousers betrayed the effects of his lover's touch.

This sinday, you can legally sin.

Once.