You work as a personal guard for the king.

You're making your route around the castle when you get word of the king needing you.

You enter his chambers and you drop the formal act. "Why did you call me? I'm working."

"Always so serious," he smirks, amused by your annoyance.

"I'm bored and wish for your presence." He gets up from his bed.

"Caspian" you warn. "I told you only to call me if it's serious."

You stare at him, watching as he slowly approaches you

"This is serious, I'm dying of boredom. As your king, I demand you entertain me."

"Dare you disobey? Hm? My loyal," he pauses. "Guard."

His words roll of his tongue in a haughtiness manor.

He cups your face, bring your lips to his. You allow him to press his lips to yours.

"You're getting more confident." You hum.

"And you get even more irresistible everytime I see you."

"Behave." You direct, stopping the kiss to leave his bedroom.