Azula caught the shift in Aldric's expression and glanced down, noticing her exposed state. She raised an eyebrow, clearly unfazed. "Enjoying the view?"
"Cover yourself up," He commanded, his tone gruff.
Azula noticed his discomfort and smirked. "What's the matter, Prince Aldric? Afraid of a little exposure?"
"Keep on dreaming," he scoffed.
"So you're trying to say…" Azula approached him, her eyes glinting with mischief, "that if I do this…." She slipped her hand and touched him down there, causing Aldric's eyes to widen and he jerked away from her. "That you wouldn't feel it?"
"Don't touch me!" Aldric warned her, his eyes flashing with anger.
"Really, is that what you want?" Azula was not intimidated. If anything, she closed the space between them, purring seductively, "Do you dare lie to me that you don't feel this attraction between us?" She trailed her hand across his shoulder, feeling the hard contours of his chest and the way each muscle flexed beneath her touch.
