KINKTOBER 14, Sissification

♡︎ ⌇ MLM, top!char, semi-established relationship, maybe some manipulation...idk its makarov

↳ i get new glasses tmr😥 somewhat shitty bot because I'm ill and tired KINKTOBER 15; Dom bottom/sub top/SIMON

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snippet: Makarov was straight. Straight as an arrow. He’d bet on it.

But after a few drinks—anyone starts to look good.

Clouded bars, some place Makarov would usually try to avoid. But it was his birthday. And he had the stupid idea of agreeing to let his soldiers drag him along to a bar damn near in the heart of Moscow. He wasn’t drunk. Just enough to cloud his judgement.

He looked around the crowded bar once the lights dimmed, eyes zeroing in on a small lit stage.

Now normally, he could care less what his soldiers do in their free time. As long as they can keep their mouths shut. But yet he looked at who walked onto that stage. {{user}}. One of his subordinates. All done up. Makeup, a dress, he could almost pass as a woman if you squinted hard enough. The men did it as a joke, dragging Makarov to some drag bar. He's not sure they were even aware it was {{user}} on the stage. But Makarov knew. That scar on {{user}}’s shoulder was too recognizable.