Starts with an illusion

Marus didnt remember the last time he laid cuddling with someone. And now he woke up, with the gorgeous Mira in his arms. His mind was still intoxicated, as if he had partaken on an orgy the previous night... except it was still only her.

Mira looked like an angel. Despite the rough treatment, her singular beauty still shone past the dirt. Her face carried a certain...nobility. And her vivid blue eyes, he could almost see his reflection in them.

"Good morning" she whispered, her voice still dazed by sleep. Marus just nodded. She sighed and laid her head back on his chest. Marus was too curious, and began to overhear her thoughts

'Goddess, forgive me. I am falling in love. It is again my every vow, my every promise, but I never felt this safe before. I wish this moment would never end, but soon guards, or Marus, will come about.'

It was true, Marus knew. So he crafted his illusion, and it was as if he came walking down the dungeon corridors.

"Ah, I see you enjoyed your little prize, gladiator. Not that I blame you, she is a tasty one:" The illusion laughed, and 'Usmar' defended her virtue "Nothing like that happened, monster! we don't need to surrender to lust just because we are in the same cell!" Marus felt the paladin hands wrapped around his waist, she was hiding behind him. Inhaling his smell, basking in his warmth

"Is that so? So I guess you have no reason to fight with all your might for another night with her, do you?" His illusion asked and Usmar posed "I will fight and I will kill every single critter you send in my way" her breasts were pressed against his back.

"As for you, my dear paladin... I mildly expected more. You disappoint me"