[M4F] The Thief and the Princess (D/S, Romantic)

I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+

Hello everyone! I'm looking to try a story I thought of the other day. I'd play a character who is a thief of some kind and has made good money of late sneaking into the castle at night and taking small things that he figures won't really be missed. The way I imagine this starting is that to this point he's gotten so comfortable coming and going that he sometimes stops to snack in the kitchens. Where our story would pick up would be either him slipping into the kitchens and you're already there, or he's snacking in the kitchens and then the princess walks in and sees him.

There are a lot of variables in this, and I'd love to talk through what exactly this looks like after it takes off from here, though I wasn't imagining it jumping straight into sex. I'd want to lead up to that. The character I'm envisioning could have a range of personalities, and a range of motivations. Depending on what you (playing the princess) are into, I am happy to mold it around that!

The version I had in my head was someone who was an orphan and has since taken over caring for the orphanage that he grew up in. Part of the way he keeps things extremely well stocked is with his evening job, stealing from rich people. He would enjoy it for many reasons, the thrill of it, that he has extra to give the kids that he didn't get, and a general disdain for the nobility.

I'm happy to do first or third person. I do prefer to play on Discord if that's alright with you, it's just much easier to organize things and also have a place to talk OOC for scene setting before we jump into one. An opening scene example is below. I'm writing it stream of conscious and without the character fully put together, but it's hopefully at least a decent enough to give you an idea!

Username: Jwade3322

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Maia had not realized his timing was off and the earlier patrol routes were extended due to a party that had taken place this evening, but managed to slip unnoticed into one of the wardrobes of an empty guest room. Once he was there he made sure to listen carefully for when the steps of the guards footsteps went by every 15 minutes, then every 30, and finally only once per hour.

Everything was thrown off by over two hours if his counting was right, but there was no reason to think on tomorrow's troubles today. And now that the guards wouldn't be making rounds for another hour he'd have time to pick at some of the leftover cakes. Before stepping out into the hall Maia decided it might be best to borrow some of the clothes he'd been pinned up with all evening, it might buy him a few seconds if anything went wrong.

With his own clothes slipped into the bag he'd brought with him he stepped silently into the hall. It was one that, at this point, he was certain he could move through with his eyes closed. Three doors on the left would be the kitchens, where he'd grab a quick snack before crossing over to the dishwasher's room. That was, in his experience, the easiest place to get some silver. They had so much, he imagined he could come take a few pieces every day for a year without being noticed. It felt like they threw out more than they ever bothered to use. And once it was melted down, nobody bothered to question where it came from.

Thinking through what his evening would look like was easy enough as he pulled up a stool and looked through the various wrapped foods that would likely go to storage and eventually find their way to the waste when nobody wanted to bother with it later. It was an astonishing array of food. There was everything from steak to lobster to cakes and fresh apples. And yet almost none of it would likely ever be eaten. Without overdoing it, he grabbed a few of the fruits and tossed them into the pack, no reason the kids couldn't have something that wasn't ready to be thrown out even by the markets for once.

Of course he indulged himself as well, taking a bite of an apple, and one of the smaller pieces of the cake, which was divine. Certainly the best he'd likely ever get his hands on. It was a layered thing, with frosting laid like mortar and chunks of strawberries throughout.

While Maia would have loved to stay here all evening and empty them of their leftovers, he both couldn't overdo it, and really did need to be on with things. There were three rooms with things he was confident he could take, and he'd already be operating on less than 4 hours of sleep tonight. With a sigh he pushed himself off the wall to get the evening over with.

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So that's sort of a rough starting place for the story. If you might be interested shoot me a DM! Hopefully we can have some fun with it together.