To Bewitch a Devil

After she left, Zavian shut the door. Neera stood by the door, her eyes looking about the room,

The room was nicely furnished, there were carvings on the wall and paintings hung above them. The bed was king-sized and the fireplace had freshly cut wood. The woman had placed fresh clothes on the bed, and two towels beside them.

Neera couldn’t wait to bathe and lie down to sleep.

”Your Majesty, you should bathe, I’ll go after you. ” She said as she looked at him. Zavian glanced at her briefly as he walked to a couch and sat down.

“Go first, I’ll go after you;” He said, he had noticed her shivering earlier, she had to change out of her clothes quickly unless she would fall sick. Neera stared at him for a second, before she turned to the bathroom and closed the door.

There were two bathtubs facing each other in the large bathroom, and warm steam rose from them. Neera had never soaked in a hot tub, she had always imagined what it would feel like, she never thought a day like this would come.

Neera quickly undid her clothes and stepped into one of the tubs.

“Aw!” She exclaimed as she sat in the tub, the water heating her skin. Her eyes shut as she dipped into the water, sinking her head into it.

.....

She stayed inside of the water for ten seconds before she pulled her head out, and breathed.

Neera wanted to soak for a long but she knew Zavian was waiting for her, so she did not waste so much time. As she stepped out of the bath, she looked around her and that was when she realized that she had not taken the clothes.

“Darn it!”

She exclaimed when she realized that she was standing in the middle of the bathroom, naked and with no clothes to wear. Her only bet was to ask Zavian to bring them to her.

Summoning courage, she walked to the door, and pulled it open, sticking her head out;

“Your Majesty...” she called, looking into the room. Neera frowned when she saw no one on the couch, where he had been sitting.

Her eyes scanned the room but he was not in. Her eyes turned to the clothes and towels lying on the bed and she bit her lower lip; should she get them herself? What if he came in?

She wondered but then shook her head, what was the probability that he would come in, in five seconds before she took her clothes?

So with that thought, she stepped into the room and ran towards the bed. Taking a towel quickly, she wrapped it around her, but she had barely tied the towel when Zavian stepped into the room.

Neera stood frozen beside the bed, with the towel barely halfway down her thighs, and her bosoms sticking out in front.

Her lips fells open as her eyes locked in Zavian’s. He stood still beside the door, his eyes drinking her in.

“I... came to take these...” she stuttered, pointing to her clothes on the bed.

Darn it!

Neera cursed in her heart as she prayed the grounds to open and just take her. She had not been this embarrassed in her whole life.

“Oh...” Zavian said, as he forced his eyes away from her and turned to the bathroom, taking large strides towards it.

Neera stood unmoving as she shut her eyes, embarrassed as hell.

Zavian had just reached the bathroom door when he remembered something and turned around, walking to the bed.

Neera’s heart flew out of her chest when she saw him walk toward her; she held her breath as he leaned down and picked up the towel before going into the bathroom.

Neera breathed out heavily after the door closed shut and she fell to the bed, panting lightly.

How was it the exact moment she came in that he would come back to the room? She shut her eyes as she groaned. Well, thankfully she had tied a towel before he came in, she didn’t want to imagine the shock on his face if he had seen her completely naked.

...

Zavian closed the door behind him as he exhaled. He did not think that the first sight he would see when he opened the door, was her standing half-naked and staring straight at him with those eyes.

He had successfully pushed his desires to the side and learned to control himself, but now could not erase the image of her body from his mind; her pale legs, her flushed face, and eyes that enchanted him__ she had awoken something inside of him that had laid sleeping for years.

Zavian brushed his hand through this hair as he tried to calm the blood flowing to a certain place in his groin. He had to control himself. He could not touch her unless he would ruin everything. He had come a long way to mess things up now, Zavian thought as he gritted his teeth and stepped into the bath.

...

Neera changed into her clothes and sat by the fireside. She frowned when she noticed that Zavian had stayed a little too long in the bathroom.

Neera smiled to herself; this has far been the happiest day of her life. She got to eat good food, have jewelry she had always wanted, and soak in a hot bath.

She smiled as she stared at the burning coal. She wished it would happen more often, but she knew she could only wish.

The bathroom door creaked open and her eyes turned to it.

Zavian stepped out of the bathroom, his towel tied on his waists. He glanced at her barely as he walked to the bed and picked up his clothes.

Neera’s eyes followed him, unable to look away. She had seen his body a few times, and yet it gave her the same feeling every single time she beheld him.

How could someone look like they just stepped out of a painting?