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Chapter Four: Bedtime

Chapter Four: BedtimeShe is a lot calmer after that and even though she still blushes when he catches her staring thoughtfully at him, she is happily distracted by the game consoles he's prepared earlier just to keep her occupied. There are a few games pre-installed with the set with some of her favorites. He's careful to keep the multiplayer games away. He doesn't want to remind her that her friends are no longer just another room away.

Bed time is a little after ten. He can tell by the way she glances repeatedly at the clock that she's eager to go to bed but is worried about where she would be sleeping.

"Are you ready for bed, baby?" he asks, taking pity on the poor girl.

Her eyes are almost comically wide when she turns to him and for a moment, he thinks she's going to say no. Her mouth parts and she yawn widely, answering for her.

He chuckles. "Come on then, let me show you our room."

She licks her lips and nods. "Okay, Mr. Javan."

"Jav is fine, baby. No need to be so formal with me. We're supposed to love each other, right?"

She nods, then follows him dutifully upstairs to the master bedroom. He had debated giving her a separate room at first, but all the guidelines he's read suggested keeping her close and letting her get used to his presence.

His room does not have much in terms of personality. After all, he's only ever used it to rest. There is, however, a brand new locked wooden trunk at the foot of the bed, where all the new toys that he's meant to experiment with, well, on her is stored.

One door leads to a walk-in closet with all his clothes along with some of hers that he had his tailor make for her, and the other leads to the bathroom. The balcony is shielded by a double glass door and warm blue curtains.

"Do you want to take another bath, baby girl?" he asks.

She shakes her head and blushes a pretty color, her eyes locked to the lone bed in the room. Surely, they have warned her about this? He doesn't ask because he doesn't want to give her the chance to request a different room.

"I'm going to shower," he announces even though he's showered already. "Why don't you change into something more comfortable? All your clothes are inside the closet," he gestures to the closet. "Wear whatever you want."

He gives her some privacy by moving into the bathroom, though he keeps an ear to the ground. The doors are sealed shut, so there is no chance of her escaping. Not that he's too worried about her running off in his absence.

He hears her slipping out of her gown and putting on something from the closet. He puts on only his briefs after drying himself off.

He's not tired yet, but she's already slipped into the bed, favoring the far-left side and curling up underneath the blanket.

"Do you want to use the bathroom?" he asks and judges from the sharp jerk from the room that she's not interested in leaving now that she's settled comfortably there. He wonders what she's wearing beneath that blanket. Would she be brave enough to sleep in the nude? Perhaps he would train her up to that eventually.

Smiling faintly to himself, he reaches over and pulls the cover over her neck. She freezes, shooting a look of almost panic at him. "Are you going to mate me now?" she asks and there is a hint of arousal in the air to let him know that she's not entirely opposed to the idea. Her eyes are wide as she stares

blatantly at his body. He preens a little. He takes good care of his body and is fairly proud of it. He inhales again when he's close enough to her to pick up more of her scent. Beneath the peach-sweet smell of her arousal is a hint of fear and uncertainty.

Decision made, he shakes his head. "I'm not going to do anything you're not ready for, baby girl," he says. It relaxes her enough for the change to be noticeable, her shoulders losing it's tension. He crawls up onto the bed by her side. She tenses again, turning so that she is facing away from him.

That won't do at all. She has to get used to his scent before she can be completely comfortable with him.

"Are you comfortable?" he asks.

She nods. "Goodnight, Mr. Jav- oh! Um... Goodnight, Jav," she punctuates it by yawning.

"Goodnight, baby girl," he says, propping himself on his elbow and leaning over to her side to press a kiss on the back of her head. "Sleep tight." He wants so much to pull her into his arms and wrap himself around her, cover her in his scent. He also wants her to be more relaxed around him, so he moves back to his own side of the bed and lies down.

He needs to be patient. She'll come around soon enough.