"Oh, yes, we're having lunch together"
He moves into an upright position and tries to compose himself. "You and Lord Jackson are having lunch together?"
You bend down and kiss his lips gently, reminding him that he's the only one for you.
"I guess it's okay as long as you don't choose him above me..."
He pulls you in for another kiss smiling against your lips. You put your hand on his chest and you know what you're doing to him when you do that. You lightly play with your finger on his chiseled abs and up again to his chest. His breathing starts to speed up and you know you're driving him crazy. He groans and pulls you in close but you pull away.
"Ah..ah..ah.. now...Sire, we can't get you all riled up while you're in this weakened state. We don't want the King to have a heart attack, now do we?"
"Hey! I'm not weak and I'm sure, I won't have a heart attack but maybe I'll get something else..."
