110 Wishful Princess

Sebastian noticed how the princess's hands wrapped and locked around his neck even tightly, and she had no intention of letting go anytime soon. 

"Princess," he called her again, but when she didn't listen this time either, he smirked.

It looks like he has no other way to make her let him go.

Rather than pulling back away from her, he sat on the edge of the bed and traveled his hands from her hips to her waist and then to her back.

"Princess, I know you are scared, but you must remember I am a man. You are wearing a dress which is doing nothing to hide you from me and the way your womanhood is rubbing against me through your - Do you want to know what kind of reaction -" 

Elliana's hands froze at his words. 

Right. What the hell was she doing? They were clearly inside the palace now. Being scared is one thing, but wasn't she exaggerating things a bit?