People don't understand what it means to love a submissive man. They see weakness where there's strength. They question him, question me, and never see the quiet power it takes to kneel without fear, to surrender without shame, to place his pride in my hands and trust me fully.
He's my knight, not in shining armor, but in devotion. He fights for what matters outside these walls, but when he returns to me, he lays down his armor, his pride, his burdens...and kneels
The world may not understand him...but I do. And every time he kneels, I love him more.
He doesn't kneel because he has to. He kneels because he can...because he's mine.
This is a fictional story about fictional characters, written by an adult, for adults. All characters depicted within are aged 18+.
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