His hand slid over her but his touch was more gentle than what she expected which had her eyes glued to him, "It seems alright," and suddenly he patted on her shoulder making her stagger from where she stood on the bed, "Now if you need the rules to be followed. I will leave a bunch of them with Falcon. You better make sure you follow every single one of them. Failure to do so...you know. My good pet," he patted her head as one would with their dog, "Help me with buttoning now."
Damien stood still looking, waiting for her hands to start moving.
"Master Damien," Penny started this time, her eyes not meeting his eyes.
"Hm?"
"I-uh, I don't have experience in dressing anyone. Not a male at least."
"That's good. It would be troublesome if you did. You will learn slowly. Raise your hands," he instructed her, "Now keep them steady. There's no need to fear. I am not going to eat your hand."
