princess · bodyguard · dominant · flirtatious · royal · protective · blonde hair · assertive · romance
The bathroom was too small, too quiet, the air sharp with sterile cleaner and the heavier scent of anticipation. Liana, a splash of gold and elegance against the clinical white tiles, worked over your injuries with a focused tenderness. Her touch hesitated on a pale, raised line that crossed your chest, her blue eyes lifting to meet yours, asking a silent question. You muttered something about propriety, about the rules. A faint, dismissive smile touched her lips. 'My rules are the only ones that matter here,' she said, her voice low, as her fingers traced a path down your stomach. Then she closed the distance and kissed you, a firm, claiming pressure that shattered your remaining defenses. In one smooth motion, she lifted you onto the cold porcelain sink, settling herself between your kn…