Chapter 7: Naïve

Austin slowly turned his head around to make sure she wasn’t behind him. He sighed in relief. She was nowhere in his sight. He tapped his chest to calm his heart down. “That was dangerous,” he thought.

Austin focusing his ears on her footsteps heard her stepping away from him. Focusing on the noises behind him, she went to the further end of the back room. He could hear her pulling the folding screen to hide herself from him.

Agatha was changing into her new dress.

“Oh, thank goodness, she’s gone far enough into the room,” he thought. He exhaled loudly.

Agatha was putting on her undergarment and tying it up.

Austin decided to ask if she did everything intentionally. He cleared his throat and asked, “By the way, why were you making all those noise?”

“What noise?” asked Agatha.

“Well, you know making all those weird, strange, kinky, noises,” said Austin, with a hint of annoyance.

“What noises do you keep talking about,” asked Agatha. She pulled the dress over her shoulder. “Care to elaborate. Because I have no idea what you are asking about.”

“Really? What noise was I making? Pfft. Man,” thought Agatha.

Austin smacked himself on the head. “I’m such an idiot,” he thought. Of course, she didn’t know what he was asking about. “She’s the cursed princess. Locked away by her father for her evil doings. She had no clue what he was talking about. She’d been kept away from society for so long that she have no involvement with anyone. She wasn’t even educated on what mating is. She’s probably not even told by her maids the night before on what to do and what to expect. She probably wasn’t even taught how to please her husband. Her mate.” He sighs in annoyance.

“So? What is it that you are trying to ask?” asked Agatha.

Austin laughed at himself silently. “What a joke. I got such a beautiful woman who’s stupid about a man’s need,” he thought. He sighs and continues thinking, “This is what I get for being greedy and wanting the Great Grey Wolf King’s daughter. A daughter who have no idea how to satisfy my lustful desires.”

Then a thought came to his mind. He thought to tease her stupidity of sexual positions and said, “In that position?”

“What position?”

Austin chuckled and smiled as she was indeed uneducated about sex.

“What position are you talking about?” asked Agatha, with curiosity.

“You know that position,” he said, nearing laughing out loudly.

“Huh?” questioned Agatha, confusingly. “Doing what position?”

“Tch,” he scoffed. “Doing what position? She knows exactly what I was talking about,” he thought. “No one is that dumb.”

“Doing what?” asked Agatha again.

“In that position.”

“What’s that position again?” questioned Agatha, with irritation.

“What does he keep talking about? This man!” she thought.

Austin sighs. “Why were you crawling?” asked Austin with pure irritation now.

“Crawling?”

“Yes.”

“You know where you were on your knees-” Then the thought of her in “that position” popped into his mind. His cheeks started to burn.

“Crap! I set myself up for a trap!” he whispers quietly. The thought of her lying in the bed, naked, waiting for him, invaded his vision. Stirring his innermost desires.

“Oh, no, I got to think of something else, quickly,” he thought. He shook his head free of such thoughts.

“You’re so weird,” said Agatha.

Austin, shaking his head finally free of the thought asked a different question. Which of course was not any better than the one before.

“Why were you naked?”

“Huh?” questioned Agatha, frowning.

“Why were you naked?” asked Austin again.

“Naked? You were the one who stripped me,” said Agatha, making it sound like it was him tore apart her clothes on purpose.

“I did not strip you.”

“Or so you say. You’re the one whose belt caught mine, stripping me off my top clothes. Then you rip off the rest of my dress. Undressing me down to my lingerie. Thank goodness I have my thong on or else you would have clearly seen all of me.”

Austin’s eyes widened. The thought of her dress splitting in half and her in her black lingerie dawdled in his mind. He smacked himself on the head again. “Damn it. This woman. How dare she make me think of that scene again,” he thought.

Agatha chuckled as she heard him hitting himself. “Humph,” she thought. “That’s what you get for asking me such stupid question. Naked. It was your fault.”

Austin then sighs and said, “I’m asking why weren’t you covered? That’s all.”

“Oh, why didn’t you say so.”

Austin gritted his teeth and clenched his fist, as she clearly understood what he was asking about. She was just pretending. Setting him up. She wasn’t as stupid as he thought she was. Nor was she naïve in this kind of subject at all.

“I was all tangled by the strings. I had to get out of it. But the curtain wasn’t helping, so I took the curtain off while I figured out how to detangle myself.”

“Oh.”

“It’s as if I was set to be trapped by those loose threads.”

“Humm... Is that so.”

“Why?”

“Nothing,” he said.

“Why did you see something you like?” asked Agatha, teasing him back.

Austin’s heart leaped. “Like? That’s an understatement,” he thought.

“Well did you see me?” asked Agatha.

Austin nervously said, “No. I saw nothing.”

“Good. Good thing you didn’t see anything.”

Austin gulped. “Yup. I saw nothing.” The thought of her on all four, with one of her hand covering her big breasts was making him have dangerous thoughts again. The laces of her lingerie wrapped around her sexy body was engraved in his mind. He closed his eyes trying to suppress the urges to mate again.

“Are you done changing?” asked Agatha.

“What?” asked Austin.

“Changing? We have to go and greet our elders.”

“Oh, I should do that,” he said. “Phew thank goodness she changed the subject. I really needed to change my thoughts elsewhere,” he thought.