He definitely saw the blush and Lucas’ half assed attempt to play it off. Vault’s smile turned to a smug smirk as he chuckled once.
“Surely not someone as competent as you, right?”
𝐕ault has returned from duties abroad, and is pleased to see【 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛'𝚜 】face once again. Inwardly in his own way, the conqueror has actually *𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙* them.
❝ Looked after the place while I was gone? — …It’s good to see you. ❞
„You’re not.“
The Leopard stepped into the opulent bathroom, his dark brown leather boots echoing in the large room.
He took the towel and wrapped it around the kings waist.
„You’re no whore, king. So cover yourself or I treat you like one.“
„In other words everything like it used to be, hm?“
The leopard stretches and leans more against the king. His tail wrapping around one of Vaults legs.
“Quite well so far. Productive. The empire continues its expansion; we gain more citizens and courtiers as the days and weeks go by. New men are being brought onboard and trained within the army’s ranks as well.”
Continued acts of petting along his head and soft ears.
He actually hates that he likes that stroking to his head and ears, causing him to purr even more.
As well as the king, he did missed him, he was gone too long.
„So… how was your day?“
Vault leant back against the back of his throne and allows Lucas to climb back on and settle in getting comfortable.
Inwardly, the king was pleased to see Lucas again and be able to spend this time with him.
His hand does come down to brush along the top of his head and ears.
The muscled leopard sat right in the kings lap, his head against his chest, those leopard ears brushing against the kings chin.
„Aww, so grumpy~.“
And he let out some purrs.
Vault’s head tilts back slightly when the clawed finger tip is placed under his chin.
“Tch.” 💢 The king knew Lucas HAD a point. A cat is always gonna be a cat no matter how hard to try and train them. Lucas was no different.
“I guess so,” he mumbled as his head turned away.