Intro Post - No Event {Mild Aphro}

[healsforjustice]

As the girl slipped slowly back to consciousness, something was off. It took a moment for her to fully register what exactly seemed out of place, but it soon became obvious when she tried to shift her weight in order to roll over, the many layers of the long skirt of her gown limiting her movement.

Her gown? Why was she still in her clothes if she

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[top_class_zack]

Before she can get close enough to the door to open it, the door is flung open, a tall, lean looking man standing in the doorway. He lets out a soft sound of surprise, eyes widening as he takes a step back. Bringing his hand up to his chest, the handsome young man gives a heaving sigh of relief--this girl didn't seem dangerous, and was pretty cute!

"Sorry, is this your room m'am?"

[top_class_zack]

"Well thank you~ Did you want me to stick around, just in case you need..help?" Zack puts a slight emphasis on the last word, so she can understand what he means.

He doesn't want her to fall into the hands of a person with evil intent toward her.

[healsforjustice]

He meant well, she knew that. He was such a nice person, and she felt comfortable with him. However, Amelia was still trying to full absord what was expected of her, so she still found herself flailing at the idea of doing, well, certain things. It would have been worse if the aphrodisiacs weren't dulling her senses mind you.

Twitching and nervous, knowing she couldn't answer without dissolving into babbling nonsense, the girl quickly changed gears.

"Ah b-but I still don't even know you! I'm sorry, I never introduced myself! I'm Amelia Wil Tesla Seyruun, pleasure to meet you sir."

[top_class_zack]

Whoa...long name.

"My name's Zack. Zack Fair. Sorry bout that, I should've said my name first huh?" She probably came from somewhere where that sort of thing was pretty important. Sometimes he forgot other people may have different customs and ways of doing things.

[healsforjustice]

Truthfully it wasn't that big of a deal. Amelia was just so used to being formal at home. If she wasn't her fathers advisors were quick to tell her how a princess should behave.

"Oh no, it's fine really Mr Zack. You were so good about explaining everything to me first, I really appreciate it." she managed to say, looking a little sheepish.

[top_class_zack]

Zack nods. "Also, if you want to change out of that dress whenever, there's clothes in the rooms. Just...a lot of them aren't usually very good at covering us up, but you should be able to find something eventually. Figure that dress has to be pretty stuffy too, huh?"

[healsforjustice]

Nodding back, Amelia let out a small, nervous laugh.

"Yes, I suppose so. I can't very well fight evil if I fall flat on my face." she remarked, not mentioned she did just that quite a lot at home, regardless of what she was wearing.

Picking up the hem of her dress so it didn't trail, she turned her attention to the wardrobe behind her, moving towards it. "I suppose I better start looking." she smiled, opening the doors and rummaging through the rail. There were quite a lot of options, though a lot of them hid much less than her gown. Other items were better, but she had never seen such clothes before.

"Um, do you have any suggestions Mr Zack?" she asked.

[top_class_zack]

"Yeah, plenty." Zack strolls on over to the wardrobe, coming to a stop right beside Amelia, bringing them much closer than they had been so far. "If you like girly stuff, I suggest something like a sundress. Those look pretty nice, and I bet one would look pretty nice on you too. If you're not up for girly stuff, long shorts or maybe even pants and a t-shirt might just work for you."

[healsforjustice]

The princess did her best to fight off her blush, the sweet air in the room making her feel slightly dizzy. She tried to focus on what he was saying instead, picking up one of the dresses to examine, smiling. It was pretty, and something she had never gotten the chance to try on before.

Unfortunately, Amelia was used to having handmaids around to help her in and out of her more ridiculous garments. Currently, she was laced into the dress rather tightly, and struggled to loosen the strings.

Gulping, she slowly looked up at Zack, a nervous but pleading look on her face. This was probably against her better judgement, but well, how else was she going to change?

"Eh...w-would you mind?" the girl stuttered, gesturing to her back.

[top_class_zack]

"Hm? Oh, sure." Zack smiles and nods, slipping up behind her. "Not used to a guy doing this?" He asks while surveying the back to see how it all worked back here. Pretty standard dress stuff, from the looks of it.

With fingers that have swiftly unhooked many a bra in this place, Zack has the dress nice and undone for her, causing the fabric to loosen up a bit.

"That help? Or is there more to this thing?"

[healsforjustice]

Amelia shook her head adamantly, face pinkening. "If any man tried, my daddy would deal with them with a pacifist crush." she replied, laughing a little. "It wouldn't be proper, for someone like me anyway."

Once the bodice was loosened, she moved one arm to clasp her dress at the front so it didn't fall off completely. The other hand occupied itself removing her tiara and earrings, placing them on a nearby table. Her pearls however, needed two hands to be removed. And that wasn't an option right now.

"Um, could you unclasp my necklace Mr Zack?" she asked quietly, her bare back still facing him.

[top_class_zack]

"Sure~" Zack reaches out, fingers brushing over the skin of the back of her neck as he undoes them. "So, you must really be a princess or something, huh?" He asks, making casual type conversation as he undoes the necklace.

Gathering it all up into his hand, he reaches slowly around Amelia, holding them out to her. "Did you want me to put these anywhere?" He asks in a soft voice, not quite intending to be so close to her, or her ear. He wanted to take it between his teeth and lips badly, but managed to refrain from doing so.

[healsforjustice]

She knew the closeness was necessary, but Amelia found herself shivering at the slight touch nonetheless. She bit her lip to supress a gasp before nodding slowly, trying to regain composure. "I am, actually."

Inhaling shakily as his arm appeared from behind her, Amelia slowly reached out and picked up the string of pearls, fingers brushing his palm lightly as she did so.

"I can get it." she replied just as quietly, her voice holding a slight tremour as she felt his breath tickling her ear. The girl somehow kept control as she placed the necklace near the rest of her jewellery. Because she needed to bend forward slightly, and her state of dress, Zack had an even better view than before of her bust.

[top_class_zack]

Being tall certainly did help for things like this. Zack can't help but sort of lean with her, looking over the Princess' shoulder and swallowing quietly.

"Amelia..." He murmurs, his arm pulling away from around her as he gently clears his throat. "Bathroom is right over there." He says, pointing off to the side where a door was.

[healsforjustice]

The girl had to crane her neck in order to look at him properly while he was so close, nodding slowly. She couldn't force herself to speak right now. Instead she attempted to side step around him. The fabric pooling at her feet was restrictive though. This meant Amelia's bare back closely grazed against him as she created space between them.

Biting her lip, she gave him a quick flustered glance and a parting view as the material dipped down more before she disappeared into the bathroom.

The princess did her best to catch her breath as she hurridly changed, her heartbeat unable to slow down. Everything was becoming more and more hazy, and as she reappeared wearing the sundress, one hand was pressed against her forehead, while the other held onto the door to keep her balanced.

[top_class_zack]

Zack used the time to center himself, keep himself calm as he tried not to think of any of the contact they had made with each other. He was doing okay--until she stepped back out in that sundress. Still, the state of her concerned him, and he can't help but hurry over to her, reaching out to place one of his hands on hers; the one at her forehead.

"Hey, you okay?"