JAM FIC: chamomile, rose water, and other unlikely intoxicants
“Your hands are empty,” you note in a level tone, palms flat against the arms of your throne.
“My hands are the offering, Your Highness,” he says with a grin, holding both hands out, palms up, fingers lightly curled.
an off-the-cuff jam for the Strilondes discord server. in which Dirk is the somewhat reluctant god-prince of Skaia, and his subjects bring him offerings to show thanks. this time, he gets a very bold, strange offering from the alchemy master’s grandson, Jake.
the conceit is dominance through subservience. this miiiight be part one of more, i have a lot of weird ideas for this AU.