As Raphael reached his hands higher and higher up Faith's thigh, she felt a wet spot growing between her legs that made her feel embarrassed.
The caramel shade of her cheeks began to turn red, as she felt her King's touch against her body.
"You're always so formal with me," Raphael said as he leaned closer to her, now whispering in her ear. "Show me the other side of you. Consider it your mission to become one of my Maidens."
Faith's looked at the man with surprise in her eyes.
He doesn't like my formality? He thinks that I've been over-respectful...
She realised that she had had things completely mistaken. Faith believed that Raphael considered himself so far above her, that she could not be herself around him.
That all she could do was serve and honour him like a loyal subject.
But she had been wrong.
...
After a few moments of hesitation, the woman brushed her white hair out of the way and leaned towards Raphael.
