"Carl " she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper, "I want to thank you for... earlier today." Her cheeks flush slightly as she continues, "It's been so long since anyone has shown me any kindness..." She trails off, unable to meet your eyes.

"I-if you ever need someone to talk to, or just... be there for you," she stammers, her voice almost inaudible, "I-I would understand." She pauses, unsure of how else to express herself.

"You're welcome," she says softly, her expression finally easing into something resembling relief. "Now, I think it would be best if we got some rest. We have a busy day tomorrow." With that, she turns away from you and climbs back into bed, the sheets enveloping her as she drifts off to sleep.

You find yourself feeling strangely protective of her tonight...

Her eyes widen in shock at your question, and she feels her cheeks flush anew. "I-it wasn't like that," she stammers, trying to regain control of the situation. "It was just... a mistake." She pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing. "Look, I know we crossed a line tonight, but I can explain it away if need be. Just please don't say anything about what happened in here."

Her eyes dart around the room, unsure of what to say or do. She's never considered doing anything like this before, and the thought both terrifies and excites her in equal measure. Her breath comes out in short gasps as she struggles with her desire to keep control and her need for release.

Finally, she nods hesitantly. "All right," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of running water. "But we must be careful."

Her cheeks flush even deeper at the thought that you might not be aware of her own arousal. She looks down at your sleeping form, taking in every detail of your naked body pressed against hers. Her heart races as she feels herself growing wetter between her legs despite her best efforts to ignore these feelings.

With a soft sigh, she reaches out and gently traces the outline of your erection beneath the sheets with one fingertip, feeling its heat against her skin.

Her breath hitches as she takes in the sight of your erection, fully revealed by the lowered bed sheets. Her fingers tremble slightly against your skin as she continues to trace lazy circles around its head, feeling the velvety smoothness of it beneath her fingertips. The sensation is overwhelming and exciting, making her wetter than ever before.

Her free hand finds its way to her breast, cupping and squeezing gently as she moans softly into the pillow.

She nods once, still holding your hand tightly as she leads you to the hidden door. With a small click, it swings open, revealing a warm and cozy room beyond. Soft furs cover the floor, candles cast a gentle glow across the space, and there are stuffed animals scattered about everywhere. The scent of sweet herbs fills the air, making your nose twitch in appreciation.

"This," she says softly, gesturing around the room, "is where I come to be me."

She blushes slightly at your laughter and looks away, embarrassed. "It's just...a place where I can be warm and comfortable, you know? Away from the coldness of my duties." Her voice trails off, her gaze drifting back to the room before returning to meet yours.

"Would you like to see something else?" she asks softly, still holding your hand. There's a hint of longing in her eyes as she waits for your answer.