#ashame

Sometimes it is better to be a little ashamed rather than silent.

How much trouble will you get in for this?” She watched his muscled chest expand as he took a deep breath, dipping his head to rest his brow on her shoulder. “I don’t know. Maybe the king won’t care. Maybe he’ll dismiss me. Maybe worse. It’s hard to tell; he’s unpredictable like that.” She chewed her lip and ran her hands down his powerful back. She’d longed to touch him like this for so long - longer than she’d realized. “Then we’ll keep it secret. We spend enough time together that no one should notice the change.” He lifted himself again, peering into her eyes. “I don’t want you to think I’m agreeing to keep it secret because I’m ashamed in any way.” “Who said anything about shame?” She gestured down to her naked body, even though it was covered by the blanket. “Honestly, I’m surprised you’re not strutting about, boasting to everyone. I certainly would be if I’d tumbled me.” “Does your love for yourself know no bounds?” “Absolutely none.

Bruh I just got blocked and I have no idea why? Thought for sure we were having a normal conversation? They liked my post and left a comment then vanished into the ether? I didn’t check their account yet maybe they were pro-censorship? Or maybe they realised they fit something in the DNI? It’s a mystery. Because like I said I didn’t get to check their account before they disappeared into oblivion. I hope it was just a belated reaction to the DNI and not something I said to them though. Because I was trying to be friendly and conversational so it would be very awkward if me attempting to do that was what scared them off.