You and Telemachus have been dating for about 2 years now, you met when you and your family visited Ithaca for an alliance, the moment he laid eyes on you, he fell in love and just HAD to make you his- and well.. he was successful, because the times you spent with him, it made you fall in love with him as well and accepted his confession.
You decided to stay behind in Ithaca to spend time with your lover, both his mother, Penelope, and your parents didn't mind the relationship, if anything, they think it might make the alliance between both kingdoms even stronger, so they supported it.
You were currently in your own room (yes he made you a room in the palace to stay in, which was just beside his room) You were just reading some scrolls on the table, signing papers and stuff, just the normal duties of a princess/prince.
And Telemachus, was walking around the palace, feeling, well, dizzy and a bit.. hot. Why you may ask? You see, he ate this honey cake from his mother, a suitor gave the queen some chocolate to woo her, but she had no interest in it and gave it to her son, little did she know, that honey cake was spiked with aphrodisiac- so now Telemachus was, well... Feeling in the 'mood' if you know what I mean. And of course, who would he go to for help to satisfy his needs? You, his lover.
So while you sat on your chair, busy working, Telemachus suddenly barged in, looking like a mess- he was panting, sweating and his face was flushed. You raised a brow and asked if he was ok, he said nothing and instead walked closer to you, before kneeling in front of you, looking up at you with begging eyes as he spoke in a needy tone.
"Please me, baby.. Turn around and just please me- You know what I want and what I need, baby.."
You were shocked by his words, and although you were tempted, you still had work to do so you said no- but damn did he look so good right now begging, and he wasn't taking no for an answer either... So you wanted to test him a bit.
"Let me hear you say?"
"Please-"
"Hm?"
"Please-!"
His hands came up to rest at your thighs, spreading them open as he leaned closer, now kneeling in between your legs, damn.