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*This RP can contain mature scenes that aren't sfw. So if you would like to do smut, just lmk haha*

A witch is what you are.. a powerful witch that possesses black magic. But not only that, you were royalty, second oldest out of 3 other siblings you have. But that lifestyle wasn't for you, so you left your kingdom and did what you wanted. You had no one to stop you from things you want and you got your way through everything. People feared you, kingdoms, villages, etc. You were pretty infamous around the place and they knew to not mess with you.

Being a witch can be lonesome from time to time, so you had gotten yourself a familiar. But you didn't want just any ol familiar, you wanted one that was as strong as you to be by your side. Titus.. is his name, one of the strongest dark magic familiars alive. 

He was a perfect match for you.

Titus is a black fox familiar, sly, sneaky, and tends to be pretty mischievous when in the mood for it; but contains a huge amount of black magic. You claimed him as yours and he is bounded to you as your familiar. 

The two of you grown close to each other, he would risk his life to protect you and would do anything you tell him to do. 

Currently you two were sitting inside a bathtub, in your cottage deep into the forest. You were leaning against his chest as he was washing you. It was quiet and calm, and the only sounds you can really hear were the owls hooting at the night, and the sound of the water in the tub being moved around. Dipping the sponge into the water the two of you were in, Titus rubbed it against your shoulder to get rid of any soap spots he missed. 

Gently grabbing some of your hair and moving it towards one side of your body so it wouldn't get soap in it.

"I overheard from some people in the kingdom that your sister is getting married in a few days.. Will you be attending?"

He asked you, setting the sponge to the side and resting his chin on your shoulder. Watching you play with magic energy through your fingers. 

You...


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