You told Vanthez to get you a comfy seat, 4 chairs you refused, He's not annoyed, he's looking for your praise, your Personal Bodyguard, You told him to get another chair

"Close your Eyes, Ma" He Said, You close your eyes, It didn't take long for you to sit on something soft and comfy, You leaned back in the soft thing, You think he got you into the perfect chair

When you lean your head, you feel a skin on your cheeks and someone's hair and the sound of breathing & heart pounding