She May be Evil

Chapter 39 King 🌶️

(Yall have suffered enough lets get freaky 😛)
(Also some important information in this chapter so you cant just skip, sorry. Skim through if u must)

I wake up with a splitting headache and groan into my pillow trying to block out as much sun as possible.

I feel my pillow move and realize im laying on Circe.

"Who got you drunk." She gets right to the point.

I stuff my face further in her chest as i try to remember last night. "It was Sansa, she bet i couldnt out drink her and i would get a prize if i won."

"Well did you win?" She asks but i can hear the humor in her voice, she already knows the answer.

"No." I grumble.

"Well what would have been the prize?"

I shrug sadly, "it doesnt matter cause I didn't win."

Ill never tell her the prize was a book of information on everything Circe, basically a Circe 101 that Sansa made just for the occasion.

Now it'll just lay somewhere because i lost.

I sigh deeply into her chest.

"Well, alright. I already informed everyone that we'll be taking two days off since ur clearly hungover and i dont feel like working. Go take a shower while i get us some food." She says before getting up and walking out of the room.

Its just then I recall the events right before bed last night and i immediately feel my face and neck heat up with embarrassment.

I sit up and put my head in my hands, Oh my god i can't believe i groped and basically assaulted her like that. Being drunk isnt an excuse to do that without her permission.

I head for the shower and strip my underwear off before turning it on to the coldest setting and getting in, trying to wash these impure thoughts away.

It doesnt work. I know what i did was wrong and i feel terrible about it but my mind cant stop thinking how soft she felt, how good she tasted.

And now the cold shower was pointless because my mind wont stop reeling. Great.

I turn off the water once im done with my routine and put a towel on my waist.

When i go back into the room i see Circe on the side of the bed with a tray of food next to her.

I take a deep breath before slowly walking to sit beside her. She has her back turned towards me as she sits under her legs while mine stay planted on the floor. Im always nervous when im near her but it's different this time. Its not a good nervous this feels like bad anxiety.

"Hey, Circe. Im sorry about last night, being drunk doesn't excuse any of my actions i feel sick about what i forced you to do last night."

She whips her head around and squints a little. "You telling me you didnt want to do it?"

"Wh-what?" I stammer confused. Is she asking me if i wanted to have sex with her? Of course i do but not under those circumstances where she didn't even have a say.

"Im asking, was last night a mistake in terms of you didnt want to touch me and just did because you were under the influence."

"Of course i want to touch you!" I blurt, its too late to back out now. "I forced what i wanted on you, you weren't a willing participant." I blow out a breath.

One of her eyebrows quirked up. "Who said i wasn't willing. I could've stopped you before you did anything but it was cute to see you so openly affectionate so i let it go on longer than I probably should've. Of course im not gonna let it go all the way because you were drunk and that would mean i would've took advantage of you."