More receptive than he’d like

Kelly’s heart pounded even if his body refused to put up resistance. The wizard was close, hands still around Kelly’s bottom, as he grinned mischievously.

“There. Seated prettily. Shame a flower like you needs to labor for a living.” Lazaro leaned forward, bringing his face to Kelly’s neck. “Your innocence is quite charming. Let me show you something nice.”

Neck kissing was supposed to feel nice, but the circumstances Kelly was in was unimaginably different than his fantasies had been.

He could still feel his body heating up, gasping as he desperately kept his voice high so his disguise would hold up, but if Lazaro’s hands wandered forward, he’d be caught for sure!

“So soft.” Lazaro grinned, his fingers slipping into the edges of Kelly’s underwear. Kimberly had refused to share, buying his own brassiere and panties to complete the disguise, insisting it was ‘essential’ to the look.

The wizard chuckled softly. “…Your cute underthings are as well.”

Kelly flushed, torn between desperation that Lazaro didn’t realize he wasn’t a maid and that he would stop touching a man in such a way!

He could feel the front of the panties shift, his body reacting without his say. Please, please, don’t let the wizard notice!