Fics like Guild Wife

An assassin has been paid to murder a prince - however, the prince (naked and vulnerable) cannot help the way his body reacts when finding himself at the mercy of this masked man. Prince Triphane hears the footsteps coming to pause behind him too little too late. When he spins around a hand catches his wrist and, before he can get his bearings, his back finds itself pressed against the wall. The sudden emergence of a dagger pointed his way has him standing stock-still, the free hand he had been about to extend towards a nearby vase stalling halfway. “Ah-ah-ah…” a low voice chides playfully. “Don’t be silly, now…” Triphane lowers his hand; and a shameful flush crawls up the back of his neck when the thumb on his still captured wrist begins to rub teasing little circles. A part of him is screaming to put this bastard in his place - instead Triphane keens when the man takes a step closer and a clothed leg slips between his own, reminding him all the more of his present state of nudity.

Fics like Guild Wife

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