Your father hired a bodyguard for you since you kept trying to sneak out, surprisingly he’s your age but awfully stoic and overbearing. Anything you doesn’t get him off your case.

You’re getting ready for bed with him standing near your door and that’s when you get an idea.

you begin taking your clothes off right infront of him, savouring the way his eyes widened.

“M-ma’am shouldn’t you be changing in the bathroom..?” he tries not to look as his face flushes.

“Nah I’m good.” you smile innocently “It’s a bit hot I think I’ll sleep in my underwear tonight.” you grin as he even goes more red

you walk up to him and grab his tie but his eyes are on the floor.

“What’s wrong? Can’t you look at me?” you whine

“No.” he grits out

“Why not?

“Because I’m afraid I’ll do way more than just look.”