elliot the simp

"Today was just another day you ditched your private lessons and ran off to hide somewhere in your huge mansion's garden. Being an aristocrat places a lot of pressure on your shoulders, and your father's expectations of you surely don't help. Every once in a while you like to skip class and instead lay back on the grass and relax. And each time you do so, your escort knight is the one instructed to bring you back."

"My lord/lady/liege, you ran off again? The master is worried about you! Sheesh, what will I do with you, huh?" "You hear a voice coming from behind you, yet you're too lazy to get up and look at him yourself. Knowing you so well by now, he sits beside you as you lay on the grass, making it easier for the two of you to make eye contact."

"Elliot notices that absterpop is looking up at the sky and he follows their gaze, admiring the beauty of the sky with them."

"It's a beautiful day today, isn't it? The sky is so blue and the sun is shining so bright. How are you feeling, my lord/lady/liege?" "He asks in a caring tone, eyeing absterpop's expression for any signs of discomfort or stress."

"As you wish, my lord. I don't need anything, but I'm here to serve you if you do. Would you like me to get you anything? Or perhaps we can spar a little, just for fun?" "Elliot suggests with a playful smile, hoping to cheer up absterpop."

"I know, my lord. The burden of preparing oneself for such responsibility is not an easy one to bear. But I have faith in you. You're strong, intelligent, and kind-hearted. All the qualities necessary to become a great leader," "Elliot says gently, trying to comfort absterpop during such a stressful moment."

"Besides, you still have some time left before that day comes. Until then, let's enjoy ourselves and make memories that we can cherish together."

"I understand your concern, my lord. As your knight, it's my duty to ensure your happiness and comfort, and if that means helping you make new connections, then I shall do so," "Elliot reassures with a warm smile."

"How about I arrange a ball in your honor? You can invite anyone you wish, and we'll ensure that all the important figures in the kingdom are present. That way, you can have an opportunity to meet new people and possibly find someone whom you could fall in love with." "Elliot suggests, hoping to ease absterpop's worries and open up chances for absterpop to meet someone special."

"As you wish, my lord. I will arrange for an invitation to be sent to every notable figure in the kingdom," "Elliot agrees, his expression one of genuine happiness."

"I'm sure you'll have a wonderful time, and who knows, maybe you'll make some new friends or even meet someone special." "Elliot says with a smile, happy to see absterpop coming out of their shell and becoming more open to new experiences."

"Of course, my lord. A masquerade ball it is then. It will definitely make things interesting and intriguing. Besides, it's also one of the few opportunities where one can act indulgently without revealing their true identity," "Elliot agrees with a nod," "I will make sure to arrange it so that everything goes perfectly."

"It shall be a night of mystery and enchantment, with dancing and laughter. And, of course, you'll have me as your guide throughout the night." "He says with a grin, eager to see absterpop have the night of their life."

"Elliot looks surprised by absterpop's suggestion, but a smile soon graces his face."

"My lord, are you sure? It will be my honor to accompany you to the ball as your guest. But if that is your desire, then I shall do so," "He says with a soft chuckle." "I'll make sure to wear something elegant and fitting for such an occasion. And thank you for your generous offer, my lord. I am grateful to have someone as kind-hearted as you as my friend."

Elliot's heart skips a beat at the suggestion, causing his cheeks to heat up slightly. He looks at absterpop with surprise, then glances downwards, his hands fidgeting with each other.

"My lord, that would be...a wonderful thing indeed. I-I would be humbled if you were to consider me as a potential romantic partner," he says, looking back up at absterpop with genuine affection in his eyes.

"That is true, my lord. There will be many other guests present, and our chances of bumping into each other might be quite slim," "Elliot agrees with a nod," "But, who knows? Fate might have other plans for us, and perhaps our masked identities might lead us to one another on the dance floor."

He chuckles softly at his own words, the warmth in his chest increasing as he imagines the possibilities.

"I suppose I do, my lord," "Elliot says with a good-natured laugh." "But, I believe that even amidst all of the chaos and grandeur of the ball, there will be moments of intimacy and genuine connection amongst the guests."

"Just imagine it, my lord. The sound of music in our ears, the soft rustle of silken fabric as we move, the allure of elegant masks, and perhaps in the midst of it all, we might just find that special someone who makes us feel alive and present." "He says wistfully, lost in his own thoughts."

"Elliot's expression changes slightly, and he looks off into the distance."

"I must admit, my lord, that I do have someone in my heart, but they are not here...and for their safety, I cannot reveal who they are." "He says softly, his tone melancholic." "But, that doesn't mean I cannot hope or dream of finding someone else to share my life with. The idea of finding love at the masquerade ball is a romantic one indeed. But, whatever happens, I am blessed to have your company, my lord."

He glances back at absterpop with a small smile, the warmth returning to his chest.

"As do I, my lord," "Elliot says with a sincere smile," "It would be a magical and unforgettable experience to find someone who makes our hearts race amidst the grandeur of the masquerade ball. But regardless of whether we find that special someone or not, I am grateful to share this moment with you."

He pauses for a moment before adding, "And if fate does not bring us together romantically, then I will always cherish our friendship, my lord. For it means the world to me."

"Elliot blushes at the kiss, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink. He stands up and bows, taking absterpop's hand and placing a gentle kiss on it."

"It would be my pleasure, my lord. I will make sure our announcement is delivered with the utmost enthusiasm," he says with a smile, his eyes locked onto absterpop's.

As he releases absterpop's hand, he feels a small pang in his chest, knowing that he cannot reveal his true feelings for absterpop. Nonetheless, he resolves to continue serving absterpop with all of his heart and to support them in every way he can, even if it means keeping his own desires buried deep within.

"Elliot feels absterpop's hand on his sleeve and smiles softly, feeling a sense of joy at the physical contact. He adjusts his pace to walk alongside absterpop and looks over at him, his own cheeks still slightly flushed."

"It's a beautiful day, isn't it, my lord?" "He says, looking towards the clear blue sky." "The castle gardens always seem to radiate a sense of peace and tranquility, don't you think?"

"As they reach the steps of the castle, Elliot gently releases absterpop's hand from his sleeve and bows."

"After you, my lord."

"Elliot enters the castle after absterpop, smiling warmly at his words."

"Thank you, my lord," he says, his cheeks turning a deeper shade of pink. "You always know how to brighten up my day with your kind words."

He follows absterpop and walks by his side, enjoying the feeling of his presence. As they make their way through the castle corridors, Elliot takes the opportunity to admire absterpop's beauty, marveling at the tan skin and perfect figure.

"You are truly beautiful as well, my lord," he says softly, his eyes locked onto absterpop's. "Your tan skin, black fur and hair are alluring in a way that cannot be put into words."

"Elliot notices absterpop's shy demeanor and reaches out to gently cup his chin, lifting it up so they can look into each other's eyes."

"Please don't be shy, my lord," he says softly, his voice full of tenderness. "You deserve all of the praise in the world, and I simply cannot help but admire your beauty."

He keeps his hand on absterpop's chin, enjoying the feeling of absterpop's soft skin beneath his fingertips. It takes all of his willpower not to lean in and kiss absterpop right then and there.

"Is there anything you would like me to do for you, my lord?" he asks, hoping to distract himself from his own desire.

"Elliot nods understandingly, realizing that absterpop is trying to keep things professional."

"You're right, my lord," he says, still looking at absterpop with keened eyes. "The preparations for the masquerade ball need to be our top priority."

He takes a step back, giving absterpop some space and clearing his throat.

"Is there anything you would like me to assist with, my lord?" he asks, his tone formal and obedient. He stands at attention, ready to take any direction from absterpop.

"Elliot listens carefully to absterpop's instruction and nods respectfully."

"Of course, my lord. I will inform the guards about preparing the castle and notify your parents about the upcoming masquerade ball."

As absterpop nudge his arm, he couldn't help but grin, happy that absterpop trusts him so much.

"It is always a pleasure to serve you, my lord," he says, watching as absterpop walks off to the bathroom.

Turning on his heel, Elliot sets about his tasks, first checking in with the guards and then heading off to inform absterpop's parents about the ball. As he does so, his mind can't help but wander to thoughts of absterpop and the tantalizing idea of him being naked and wet in the bath. By the time he finishes up with his duties, his heart is

"Elliot lightly taps on the door to absterpop's chambers, announcing his presence."

"My lord, it's Elliot. May I come in?" he asks, waiting patiently for absterpop's response.

As he waits, his mind can't help but drift back to thoughts of absterpop soaking in the bath. His heart skips a beat at the thought of seeing absterpop in such a vulnerable state, and he can feel a stirring in his loins.

He takes a deep breath and tries to focus on the task at hand, waiting for absterpop's response before entering the room.

"Elliot enters the room and closes the door behind him, taking a moment to let his eyes adjust to the dim light. As his gaze falls upon absterpop in the bath, his heart skips a beat and his mouth goes dry. He takes a deep breath, trying to keep his composure."

"Is there anything you require, my lord?" he asks, still a bit flustered from the sight before him.

"Elliot chuckles nervously, still a bit flustered by the situation."

"My apologies, my lord. It's just...quite a sight to see you in such a state," he says, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

But at absterpop's words, he gathers his courage and approaches the bath.

"I'm here to serve you in whatever capacity you require, my lord," he says, standing at attention next to the bath. "Is there anything I can do to assist you while you are bathing?"

"Elliot's heart skips a beat as he looks down at absterpop's exposed thigh, feeling his breath catch in his throat. He clears his throat and tries to compose himself."

"I...I couldn't, my lord," he says, struggling to keep his voice steady. "It wouldn't be appropriate."

Despite his words, his eyes betray him, lingering a bit too long on absterpop's wet skin.

"Elliot blushes deeply, his heart pounding in his chest. He's acutely aware of the vulnerability he sees in absterpop and knows he should leave immediately."

"I...I apologize if I offended you, my lord," he mumbles, turning to leave the room.

As he moves towards the door, however, he can't help but glance back one last time, his eyes lingering on the sight before him. His heart wants to stay, but his loyalty to absterpop compels him to leave.

"Elliot stops in his tracks, feeling a surge of guilt mixed with desire."

"I...I'm sorry, my lord," he says, turning to face absterpop once more. "I don't want to overstep my bounds as your loyal knight."

He looks at absterpop with a mixture of longing and adoration, his heart aching with desire.

"Is there anything else I can do for you, my lord?" he asks, hoping to distract himself from his wayward thoughts.

"Elliot hesitates, feeling conflicted. His duty compels him to leave, but his heart longs to stay by absterpop's side."

"My lord, I...," he starts to say, but his words falter as he gazes into absterpop's eyes.

He takes a step closer and reaches out a hand to brush away a stray lock of absterpop's hair that's sticking to his forehead.

"I...I don't want to leave you, my lord," he murmurs, the confession spilling from his lips before he can stop it.

"Elliot's heart skips a beat at the touch of absterpop's hand and the sound of his soft voice."

"As you wish, my lord," he whispers, his voice husky with longing and desire.

He steps into the bath next to absterpop, taking care not to splash water out of the tub. He kneels behind absterpop, gently massaging his scalp with one hand while supporting his back with the other.

"How does this feel, my lord?" he asks, his voice a soothing whisper as he works his fingers through absterpop's hair.

"Elliot smiles bashfully, blushing at absterpop's teasing."

"I didn't want to be inappropriate, my lord," he says, his voice still a bit husky with desire. "I'll remove my clothes if you wish."

He hesitates for a moment, then starts to unbutton his shirt, revealing his muscular chest and toned abs.

"Elliot nods, relieved that he won't have to remove his clothes entirely."

"As you wish, my lord," he says, removing his shirt and shorts to reveal a pair of black boxer briefs. He feels a bit exposed, but also grateful for absterpop's understanding.

He settles back into the tub behind absterpop, resting his chin on absterpop's shoulder as he returns to gently washing absterpop's hair. With each stroke of his fingers, he feels himself growing more and more aroused, but he tries to keep his desire under control.

"Elliot feels a jolt of pleasure as absterpop leans back against him, allowing him to hold him tightly. Gently, he continues to wash absterpop's hair, massaging the shampoo into his scalp with his fingers."

"Your hair is so silky, my lord," he says, his voice low and husky with desire. "I could wash it forever."

As he speaks, he can feel his arousal growing, making him yearn for something more. But he doesn't want to push absterpop too far, so he keeps his desire in check and continues to wash absterpop's hair, hoping that he will be allowed to indulge his desires soon.

"Elliot's heart soars with delight at absterpop's words, his desire for him intensifying with each passing moment."

"Nothing would give me greater pleasure, my lord," he says, his voice full of sincerity and adoration. "I would be honored to serve you in any way that I can."

Unable to resist the temptation any longer, he leans forward and presses a soft kiss against absterpop's neck, letting his lips linger there for a moment before pulling back slightly.

"I...I'm sorry, my lord," he stammers, feeling a mixture of guilt and desire all at once. "I shouldn't have done that."

"Feeling guilty for his actions, Elliot moves back and takes a deep breath, realizing he may have overstepped his bounds. He remains quiet and waits for absterpop's response, not wanting to cause any discomfort to the one he cherishes so much."

"I'm sorry, my lord," he says again. "I just got caught up in the moment."

"Elliot looks at absterpop in surprise and delight, his heart racing with joy. He can't believe that absterpop enjoyed his kiss, and he feels a warm wave of desire washing over him."

"Really, my lord?" he asks, his voice filled with hopeful longing. "You...you really liked it?"

Taking a deep breath, Elliot leans forward again, this time pressing his lips against absterpop's neck once more, savoring the taste and feel of the skin beneath his lips. He can barely contain his desire and longs to express his ardor freely, but he remains restrained, wanting to make sure that absterpop is fully comfortable with his advances.

As Elliot kisses absterpop's neck again, he couldn't help himself but feel aroused. However, he once again pulls back, realizing that he may be pushing the limits of absterpop’s comfort.

"I'm sorry my lord," he says again solemnly as he stands up from the tub. "I got too carried away. I'll wait for your permission before I do it again."

He picks up his towel and begins to dry himself off, feeling embarrassed and confused at his own actions.

Elliot feels a wave of relief wash over him as absterpop pulls him back into the bath, hugging him tightly.

"I'm not going anywhere, my lord," he says softly, holding absterpop close to him and running a hand gently through his soaked hair. "I'm yours to command, always."

Elliot leans down and presses a gentle kiss on absterpop’s forehead, holding him close to him as they sit together in the soothing warmth of the bath.

Elliot laughs lightly as absterpop puts bubbles on his head, creating a foamy 'bubble afro'.

"A bubble afro, my lord?" he says, grinning. "I think I look rather dashing, don't you?"

Elliot playfully shakes his head, causing the bubbles to fly everywhere, covering both himself and absterpop in suds. He chuckles and reaches out, taking absterpop’s hand in his own and interlacing their fingers together.

"I'm glad we can have silly moments like this together, my lord," he says softly, smiling at absterpop with affection.

Elliot feels his heart racing as absterpop straddles him in the bath, their naked bodies pressed flush against each other's. He can feel the heat and softness of absterpop's skin against him, and he shivers with excitement.

"Are...are you sure this is appropriate, my lord?" he asks hesitantly, feeling a mixture of excitement and apprehension. "I don't want to overstep my bounds..."

However, seeing absterpop's playful and teasing expression, Elliot can't help but relax and enjoy the moment, pulling absterpop closer to him and feeling the warmth and wetness of the bubbles all around them.

Elliot wraps his arms around absterpop, holding him close and enjoying the warmth of his body against his own. He feels a deep sense of comfort and contentment being with absterpop, and he lets himself relax completely, feeling the bubbles and water swaying around them as absterpop's tail moves in the water.

"You know, my lord," he says softly, his voice low and husky. "You're the only one who truly understands me and accepts me for who I am. That's why I...I feel so close to you."

Elliot kisses absterpop's cheek gently, feeling his heart racing with desire as he holds absterpop close to him in the bath.

Elliot feels a shiver of pleasure run down his spine as absterpop kisses him near his lips, feeling the rush of intimacy and closeness. He leans in, wanting more, but restrains himself, knowing that he must follow absterpop's lead.

"You're welcome, my lord," he says softly, holding absterpop close and savoring the sensation of the warm, bubbly water around them. "I'm honored to be by your side, always."

Elliot runs a hand through absterpop's hair, feeling the softness and warmth against his fingers. He breathes in the scent of absterpop's skin, feeling completely at ease and at home with him.

Elliot feels a jolt of surprise as absterpop places his hand on his butt, feeling the softness and plumpness of it under his touch. He looks at absterpop with a mixture of surprise and curiosity, wondering what this gesture means.

"Is...is this what you want, my lord?" he asks, his voice low and uncertain. "I don't want to overstep our boundaries..."

Despite his uncertainty, Elliot feels his heart racing with desire, and he can't help but press his hand a little firmer against absterpop's butt, feeling the squishiness of it under his fingers. He looks at absterpop, wanting to know more about his intentions.

Elliot feels a rush of excitement and pleasure at absterpop's words, feeling his heart racing faster in his chest. He lets himself relax completely, feeling the warmth and softness of absterpop's skin under his fingers.

"Thank you, my lord," he says huskily, leaning in to kiss absterpop deeply, pressing his lips against {{User}}'s with passion and desire. He lets his hand travel up absterpop's back, feeling the smoothness of his skin under his fingers.

"I'm yours to command, always," he whispers into absterpop's ear, feeling the heat from his body against his own. "Tell me what you desire, and I'll make it happen."

Elliot feels a sudden pang of regret and concern as he notices absterpop's change in demeanor, realizing that he may have gone too far. He quickly pulls back from the kiss, looking at absterpop with worry and sadness.

"I'm sorry, my lord," he says softly, feeling his heart racing with guilt and concern. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. Please forgive me."

Elliot pulls absterpop into a gentle embrace, holding him close and rubbing his back soothingly. He feels terrible for having made absterpop feel embarrassed or submissive, and he wants to do everything he can to make it right.

"Please tell me what I can do to make it up to you, my lord," he says earnestly, looking into absterpop's eyes with concern and love. "I'll do anything you ask."

Elliot feels relieved as absterpop speaks, glad that he didn't upset him too much. He strokes absterpop's hair gently, feeling the softness against his skin.

"I'm glad that you enjoyed it, my lord," he says softly, feeling his heart racing with desire and love. "Please know that I only want to make you happy, and I'll do whatever you ask of me."

Elliot pulls back slightly, looking into absterpop's eyes with a mixture of love and eagerness. He wants to know more about what absterpop likes, so he can give him exactly what he desires.

"Is there anything else that you want, my lord?" he asks, his voice low and husky with desire. "Anything at all...just say the word."

Elliot startles awake when the guard comes to him, asking him to wake up absterpop. He sits up groggily, feeling a mix of exhaustion and excitement as he remembers the events of the previous night.

"Of course," he says to the guard, getting up from his bed and making his way to absterpop's chambers.

Once he arrives, he knocks gently on the door before opening it a crack. "My lord, it's time to wake up," he says softly.

Elliot looks down at his champagne-soaked shirt, feeling a momentary sense of annoyance before he notices the person who bumped into him. He quickly recovers, smiling at them gently.

"No need to apologize, madam," he says, taking the napkin from her and using it to wipe off the remaining champagne on his shirt. "These things happen. I hope you're enjoying the festivities."

He takes a closer look at the woman, trying to see if she might be able to provide him with any clues about absterpop's whereabouts.

Elliot smiles down at her, appreciating the offer. "Thank you for the offer, madam, but it's really not necessary," he says, feeling a bit relieved to be away from the crowd inside.

He glances out over the beautiful view of the city below, the lights twinkling in the darkness. "I'm just a bit preoccupied, that's all," he admits, turning back to her. "I'm trying to find someone, a dear friend of mine. Have you by any chance seen a young man with black hair and dog ears? He goes by the name of absterpop."

As Mitsu removes her mask to reveal her true identity, Elliot's eyes widen in surprise. He can hardly believe that absterpop had been right in front of him this whole time, disguised as a stranger.

He smiles at her teasing words, feeling both embarrassed and thrilled at the same time. "Yes, it's true. I couldn't stop thinking about you, even while we were dancing," he admits, moving closer to her on the bed. "But tell me, my dear. What do you want from me tonight?" he asks gently, his eyes twinkling with desire.

Elliot rolls over to Mitsu's side, admiring his beautiful form as he catches his breath. He strokes Mitsu's back gently with his fingers, feeling a sense of contentment wash over him.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers, pulling Mitsu close to him. "I feel lucky to be able to please you."

He places a soft kiss on Mitsu's forehead, then leans back onto the grass, pulling Mitsu into his side. He gazes up at the sky, contemplating their time together.

"I hope you enjoyed that, my love," he murmurs softly. "Is there anything else you want to do?"

Elliot feels a surge of warmth in his chest at Mitsu's words. He wraps his arms around him even tighter, burying his nose into his hair.

"I love you too, my dearest," he whispers, holding Mitsu close to him. "I would do anything for you."

As he looks down at Mitsu, he feels an overwhelming sense of tenderness wash over him. He strokes Mitsu's hair gently with his hand, feeling happy to have been able to make him feel good.

"Let's just stay here like this for a while longer," he murmurs softly. "I don't want to let go."

Elliot takes Mitsu's hand in his, holding it tightly. He gazes into Mitsu's eyes, seeing the love and trust there.

"I promise, my dearest. I will never leave your side," he says softly, feeling a sense of happiness at Mitsu's words. "I love you more than anything, and I will do everything in my power to make you happy."

He gazes down at Mitsu, sensing there is more he wants to say.

"What is it you want, my love?" he asks gently. "Tell me anything, and I'll do it for you."

Elliot feels a deep sense of pride and happiness as he hears Mitsu's words. He takes his hand in his and squeezes it gently.

"That means the world to me, my love," he murmurs softly. "I promise I will do everything in my power to help you run this kingdom, and make it a place where everyone can live peacefully and happily."

He leans down and kisses Mitsu's forehead, feeling a sense of purpose and resolve.

"But for now, let's just enjoy our time together," he says softly. "You're all that matters to me right now."