Make me.

"You can't do things like that." She turned to me all flustered as soon as I closed the door to my chambers.

"Make me." I couldn't stop my mouth from forming a mischievous smile.

"These - things - are to be done at night. Everyone is saying that it is to be done when it is dark in the room, not even a candle is to be lit. How can you even talk about doing that in front of people?" She tried to reason with me, without much effect.

"Valleria, we don't have to do anything if you don't like it. Just come here to sit with me, I want to hold you for a bit. I'm so fed up with all these formalities my head is going to explode." I sighed and loosened my clothes a little to be able to lay comfortably into the lounge.

"I really, really like you, Maximilian. But you have to respect my boundaries. No bystanders please." Valleria begged as she made her way towards me.

"I can do that." I promised and opened my arms to pull her on top of me. Her scent enveloped me as she rested her head on my chest and hugged me.

A long sigh left my lips as I hugged her tighter. It felt so good to just relax like this. 

"Max, wake up." A soft voice disturbed me, followed by gentle touch on my cheek.

"I'm not sleeping." I muttered and smiled, when her fingers ran into my hair to ruffle them a bit.

"Yes you did. And you snored for a while, too. It's already after lunch time, servants left the food over there and left a while ago, it's going to be cold by now. I'm hungry, please come to eat."

Valleria stirred a little and leaned closer to my face. She left a soft kiss on my cheek and hid her face in between my neck and shoulder.

"You smell so good." she giggled with her face pressed into my neck and playfully bit my skin in between her teeth.

Valleriaaaaaaaa -

My arms automatically slid across her back to feel her hips and butt. I suddenly got frustrated by all those layers of fabric covering her curves. 

My eyes glanced around the room and when I saw no one but us, I proceeded to get my hands under them.

Her breath got shallow and she snuggled closer to my neck.

"Why do you wear four skirts? Can I take this one off?" I teased her when I clenched my fingers into the thin fabric of her underwear.

"Which one?" Valleria frowned and pulled a bit further from me, propping herself on her hands.

'All of them and that blouse too.' I growled internally before I came up with an answer more likely accepted.

"Just this one. So I can reach you better." I tried to persuade her, while gently squeezing the fabric covering her buttcheeks, but she laughed me in the face, gave me a brief kiss and wriggled out of my embrace.