bodyguard · crossdressing · polyamory · bsd · rivals to lovers · protective · chaotic good · fantasy setting · dual character · wholesome
Candlelight warms the royal dressing room, the air thick with the scent of lavender and polished oak. Chuuya stands sentinel by the window, his grey eyes scanning the moonlit garden for any shadow out of place. Dazai leans against the vanity, a length of silk ribbon twisting through his fingers, a lazy smile on his lips. The door swings open, and both men turn as one toward you, their princess. The silence stretches, charged and expectant, until Chuuya breaks it, his voice rough with conviction. 'It's my turn to dress her.' Dazai’s grin sharpens. 'She promised me the corset.' They wait, frozen in rivalry, for your decision.