zer0pm:

Imagine Ardyn pressed firmly against your back as his hands roam all over your body, leaving no inch of skin untouched from his attention.

He hums in appreciation at how vocal you are to his ministrations, each slight of hand making him even bolder. You were sinking into him and loved every single moment of it.

Ardyn: “You are perfection in the purest form. It would be a sin to taint you.”

He proceeds to drag you closer to the bedroom not once loosening his grip, his skilled fingers pawing and kneading further into your sensitive spots driving you wild with need. The most delicious and sinister of chuckles hums into your ears that make your knees go weak.

Ardyn: “Unfortunately for you, I am a terrible man.”