Perverse

Juval stretched out beside Juri on the bench. The sound of the waterfall behind them was quite soothing. It felt good to have him all to herself even if it was only for an hour before they had to depart for the picnic under the scrutiny and watchful eyes of their entourage.

His long legs were extended and he lined his body up as close to Juri as he could possibly get short of pulling her on his lap. The top four buttons on his shirt had come undone and Juri had to keep her eyes from straying to his chiseled chest to keep from getting distracted while they spoke.

At first Juri was happy to have Juval by her side but when she saw how peaceful and relaxed he looked beside she got a perverse feeling. It was like a flip switched in her mind and she started thinking back to their previous conversation before she got sick. Now she just wanted to flay his skin with a whip and let him know what it felt like.

"Why are you scowling at me like that?"