Thread: The bodyguard (Bound To Pleasure/Flassche)

A single digit marked a page in his book as he placed it on his lap, hands folding on his thighs. He watched her come closer towards him as he smiled. Indeed I slept well, He lied. No doubt thanks to your watchful eyes. He gestured to his right, pointing at a vacant seat next to him and a tray of food for the both of them. Per protocol she would eat the same meal as he would, ensuring that no food he ate would be poisoned. He smiled once more as she sat down and began her first task of the day. The food as always was perfect, only the best quality food. Lance quickly gulped down his portion while keeping silent, enjoying the pleasant quiet between them. He would act innocent and pleasant today, showing her a softer side besides the strict ruling god. He wanted her to see him as inexperienced and frail. How fun it would be when he sprung his little trap. He placed his mask on his face as he rang the bell. Seconds later three blinded maidens rushed in and cleaned the room, leaving fresh flowers and some more books. Lance simply went back to reading, occasionally smiling at his warden. For two hours this went on, silence and boredom. When the meetings began again, the warden finally had something to do, if only stare threateningly at the merchants. Three hours the pleading, begging, asking and praying continued until Lance finally decided it had been enough. He left the room and went towards a small cabinet, pulling out two separate packages. I think you need some exercise and fun now and again, otherwise you might end up going berserk and slay one of the merchants. He chuckled softly as he eyed her friendly, his eyes speaking that he meant no offence. Although it is frowned upon, Id love if you would teach me the art of self-defense, although I would probably never need it with you around here. He handed her the package while he clutched one of his own. These are traditional Torsha suits, or bonding rings in the old tongue. They will allow better cooperation between linked mages. No doubt this would help me learn faster. Get dressed and meet me in five minutes in my room. He gave her another innocent smile as he himself disappeared in his own room. He would wait for her to change before he even considered changing. He could disrobe and get changed within minutes, yet he strangely enjoyed letting her take care of his basic needs. So when she would enter once more, he would look innocent and friendly, asking her gently to help him undress. Her large height and his smaller one would make it harder for her to undo his shoes, socks, pants and briefs without getting on her knees. He would weave the smallest notion in her mind to first start with his pants and briefs before starting at anything else. He would help her with his changing , not once commenting on her new clothing. When he was fully exposed he would ask her to help him put on the Torsha. The suit he was wearing started at the knees and ended at the elbows. It was a full body suit that was extremely tightfitting, yet amazingly flexible and stretchy. To make matters even harder he would use magic on his clothing to make putting it on harder for her. While her suit simply slid over her skin like water, his clothing would require tugging and brushing. Especially around his thighs and waist. How would she react and respond to such a situation? The only plus side for her was that she knew the Prince was too innocent and nave to know how wrong such tugging and brushing must be. Yet, how would she deal with the inevitable erect organ?