That's my girl.

Salivating in the background.

Royal correspondents are predicting early summer, though when have they ever been right?

There has been a flurry of activity at the palace over the weekend, and rumours abound of an impending announcement. Could we be seeing a date set for the Royal Wedding soon?

𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 —————

In the shadows, stripped of sin. In the shadows, deep within. In the shadows, 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘺 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡.

<-- Kind of likes the idea of watching Amelie and Mimi fuck.

Joan is dropping her robe and climbing in regardless of the invite or not.

Just... one more taste.

😌

God, Joan used to go crazy for the ponytail.

You are their queen, my love.

No comment...

𝔸ℝℝ𝕀𝕍𝔸𝕃 ----------

Ruby Cook. Small time dealer. Aware of DS. Not interested in a role within DS. Uses her product to her own advantage. Couch surfs most nights. MS/MV. Switch. #DSVerse.⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆... 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏. The Summer Twins, a two person wetwork team with a special connection. Created by ███████ but now working on their own. #DSVerse RP characters. Not actually the Veronicas, timeline gets lewd so minors DNI.

All the rumours from the party have her needy beyond belief. P1NK makes her pillow grinding a lot messier though~

This one is very pretty~

Maman~

Curled up on the sofa, her head resting on Daphne's shoulder, Joan cradled Celine, while Helene and Liberte perched in the Queen's lap; nestling into their new maman. "We should have her over for dinner soon, ma reine. I know Elle would probably like that too - if we can pull her away from >

“Masquerade? Non, I have far too much to do today. I do know several people in attendance though. Give them my love~”

You ever just stare at the woman you love, while cradling their child, and think: "How did someone /that/ beautiful fall for me?" Look at her profile. The cut curve of her nose. Her chiseled jawline. Her cheekbones.

Wants to share saliva with her wives right now: (also, days ending in 'y'...)

Joan pushed Harry against the wall behind him, tossing the bodyguard's phone to the nearest soft surface. Lust and longing blazed in the former Presidente's eyes as she lifted Harry's hands above her head. "Have you craved me as much as I've craved you, 𝓶𝓪 𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮~?

𝐼'𝑚 𝐴𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑎'𝑠 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡, 𝐼'𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑛𝑒𝑤𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠 𝑚𝑒, 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖! Megan Rose, Newscaster and Editor for WNN's New York Desk. #DSVerse #LewdRP #MinorsDNI

I call it your-maman-wanted-another-round o'clock. You want in on the action, puppy?

𝘊𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘪𝘵, 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 ———————————— 𝐄𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 ———————————— 𝙳𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚕𝚎

“Are you well, Eleanor?” Yes. No. I’d rather be at home with my wives and our daughter. “We can stop, if you wish?” No, no. Someone needs to plan this wedding. I have Celine’s whole life ahead of me.

“Welcome home, ma petite~”

While she recovers from the arrival of her new daughter, she'll be taking regular doses of P1NK.

LaPrincessDArc made a post on her socials: Back in Domremy for a little while as my recovery continues. Petite Céline is enchanted by the first signs of spring.

Eleanor gets a sister...

Petit Chiot, she will support real clubs. PSG and Les Bleues

She'd make an amazing mother.

Céline Isabelle Sophie D’Arc-Aubert, Princesse de France, Comtesse de Paris, Duchesse d’Avignon. You are more to me than all the riches and castles in France and all the stars in the sky. Ma belle. Ma petite fille.

“Eleanor Kinsey, third part of this throuple, has just arrived at Notre-Dame. She waved politely on her way in to greet her wives-to-be and their newborn daughter”

The Royal throuple are pleased to announce the arrival of their baby daughter; Céline Isabelle Sophie D'Arc-Aubert. Princess Joan gave birth in the early hours of March 7th, both mother and baby are doing exceptionally well. Céline is a very healthy 6lb 5oz.

Oh God, it's happening!

“Mon Dieu!” She’s on her way to the hospital right now, and of course, calling everyone. These reporters somehow know everything before the families do nowadays.

"WNN Paris reported earlier that during a speech this afternoon, Madame D'Arc's contractions began. She was immediately rushed to the Notre-Dame de Bon Secours maternity ward. Apart from the obvious discomfort, the Princess is said to be in good health. We'll give you updates as they come."

"Oui, I actually asked the Queen if she'd do it for me. If our little bundle of joy is anything like Helene and Liberte she will love to pull hair. I'm nipping that at the bud." Watching back, she wonders if anyone will notice the accidental gender reveal on national TV...

Handing her a 'best wife in the world' mug soon. One that matches Daph's.

A sweet chuckle followed Alice's outburst. Joan knew what she was doing, and she wasn't going to stop. As much as Alice was attracted to her, that was more than true the other way too. "Bon~. All you'd need to do is tell me. I'll be there, ready to provide your heart's desire."

"As Princess of France it would be my job to..." Positioned behind Alice, Joan's talented hands began delivering a tender shoulder rub. At the same time she leaned down, lips closing in on the PM's right lobe. "... make sure you are comfortable... Well taken care of~."

That hair tug got a little sensual gasp from the older woman, following it up with a kiss made multiple parts flutter in unison. Dreamy eyes locked onto the Queen's perfect features, still with that same 'teenager-in-love' sweetness. "Oui, I'm ready... Just..." Joan pulled out her phone, >

"More, what could this Princess do for you." Joan circled the back of the chair, gently gliding her fingers over Alice's shoulders and the back of her neck. "We'd like you to make a public visit to France. Pictures with Daphne, press about friendship, that sort of thing."