[ The only thing discomfiting about this entire ordeal is how little he's managed to do for Chrom, aside from dangle about uselessly. So much for performing his duties as a knight.
All the same, he holds still as Chrom's face looms ever closer, lips held in a straight line as he does his best to follow his lord's command. Realization of Chrom's true intentions strikes too late, Frederick's eyes widening at the exact same time their lips meet.
The kiss strikes him deep to his core, eliciting a whole range of emotion. Shock, confusion, deep shame. (There's no pleasure to be found here, never fear.) Such an intimate moment ought not be shared with him but with Chrom's intended future wife. How could he sully his lord's lips so!
Well, it's not the plant gives a damn about Fred's inner turmoil. Having finally gotten what they wanted, they loosen unceremoniously to dump both Chrom and Fred back on the ground in whatever position they might unfortunately land on.
Which, for Fred, is unceremoniously on his ass, the knight much too flabbergasted to worry about regaining balance. ]
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All the same, he holds still as Chrom's face looms ever closer, lips held in a straight line as he does his best to follow his lord's command. Realization of Chrom's true intentions strikes too late, Frederick's eyes widening at the exact same time their lips meet.
The kiss strikes him deep to his core, eliciting a whole range of emotion. Shock, confusion, deep shame. (There's no pleasure to be found here, never fear.) Such an intimate moment ought not be shared with him but with Chrom's intended future wife. How could he sully his lord's lips so!
Well, it's not the plant gives a damn about Fred's inner turmoil. Having finally gotten what they wanted, they loosen unceremoniously to dump both Chrom and Fred back on the ground in whatever position they might unfortunately land on.
Which, for Fred, is unceremoniously on his ass, the knight much too flabbergasted to worry about regaining balance. ]