I just smiled, not sure what to say. "What are you going to do about that woody?" he asked. He was stroking himself a little more firmly now and was...now staring at my cock. "You ever fuck a girl with another guy like last night?" he asked, making eye contact. "No, that was new," I said. "I've done two girls at the same time but never with another guy." "You like it?" he asked. What was he wanting me to say? "Yeah, I liked it," I said. And I couldn't help it---I reached down and started. “His Majesty has kindly extended me his hospitality. I’m going to travel with him to Denerim, and he’s offered to introduce me there and let me stay at the Palace until I find a little place of my own.”I thought of the vast fortune Hawke would likely have returned from the Deep Roads with. Or not so little. Still, I smiled. “I’m glad. I think you’ll be much happier there – it’s rather boring here, I suspect.” Another thought occurred to me. “And Carver?”Leandra beamed proudly. “The King has. I trust you had safe flight?’ ‘It wasn’t too bad, thank you.’ ‘We await one other family. When they arrive, we depart.’ Dr. Wilson and Tiffany stepped away from the representatives of the hotel. He scowled at his student. ‘I saw you snickering while I was confirming our ride to the hotel. What was so funny?’ ‘I’m sorry, but she sounded almost exactly like Natasha from the old Rocky and Bullwinkle cartoons. I started wondering if he sounded like Boris. It was all I could do not to ask her to. This chap Steve was charming and friendly, with an air of confidence, but not in an arrogant way that suggested an obvious ladies' man. He was tall with fairish hair and deep blue eyes. He had a way of looking at me and smiling while we were discussing things that I found attractive. I enjoyed the attention that came with some mild flirting, but didn't encourage or expect for anything to happen beyond that - he seemed to be professional and respected boundaries, knowing we were in a work.