Lowly Seduction

Chapter 5 || 𝙎𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙞𝙨𝙝

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Thane...

The pads of my fingers wrinkled after what must've been an hour of Zaahira washing me off. Before this we spent 30 minutes arguing for me to take off my clothes in front of the other servants and then after she chased me in the bathroom when finding she'd had enough of my stubbornness.

What I feared most inevitably happened and now the elven was continuously scrubbing my podgy skin and her nails removed any build up muck in my hair. It was relaxing, there was no denying it, but with the last sight I witnessed a few hours ago I was left easily distracted. I couldn't shake off the feeling that someone must've seen me or even worse the trio had.

What was even more disgraceful about this whole ordeal was that Zaahira noticed my ravished appearance and stained underwear; to some miracle she didn't question it even when it was clear she wanted to.

"Thane, would you spare me permission to touch your privates?" Blush rose up my neck and I faced her feeling ashamed. I was rather small...down there, and didn't exactly favour her to be scrubbing me up my ass for the second time, but I nodded, too uneasy to do any sort of task at the moment. She nodded at me, reaching down in the water causing it to ripple before her fingers gently pulled back at my dick cleaning it.

I shut my eyes trying to hold back an uncomfortable groan from her touch before thinking of Zion. Would I be this hesitant if it was him? Just thinking of his large hands cupping my small dick was enough to make me hazed. There might just be a possibility of me liking it but knowing orcs he'll most likely begin to stroke me to fulfil his own need rather than doing the job. I still wouldn't turn down the offer though, would I?

A moan escaped me causing me to swat her hand, "I- I'm sorry I can do it myself!" Zaahira's eyes flew open at my outburst before she let go and leaned back. I dismissed her at my best will which was impossible because her order was to never leave my side. So the women took the lead by standing behind the folding screen allowing me to finish my bath on my own.

It didn't take long for me to finish sitting in my thoughts and finish the bath. Once done I allowed Zaahira to dress me in a tailored satin robe before brushing out my curls and teeth; something I've been robbed of since childhood. To some miracle my teeth were in decent condition even after all the neglect. Then we made our way to the highest floor of the palace which I immediately guessed was the King's chamber, but I was wrong, it was Zaahira's and she went only for oil until showing me to the floor below. The king's bed chambers.

"Why must a king sleep below you? You aren't that much of a figure, are you?" She laughed at my honest question before handing me the oil and clasping my hands. She loved to do that, maybe she liked my fingers.

"It wasn't my choice, it's his. Paranoid enough he states if someone comes to kill him they'll rush to the top floor - I could defend myself and most obviously he can't." Releasing a sigh, she shook her tilted head. Right when I was ready to ask 'why' her palm pushed the entrance open to the chamber. I choked.

Arched stone pillars opened to curtains that hung from the roof covering the bed. The bed which was fit for ten or more had cotton pillows and drooping silk sheets which I'll faint on by the comforting look of them. To my left there was an inground tub like the one downstairs except this one was much larger, fit for a King. The cold marble below my feet felt empty from my toes having no dirt to dig in. My eyes darted around the room finally spotting the lump under the covers of the man-sized bed, only a head and arms peaked out from them, Zions'.