Drag your bodyguard into an unoccupied space and have some fun.

From Create Your Own Story

You walk out of the room and head into the bowels of the complex. Kreel, your bodyguard, follows you but stays at a respectful distance. You casually look into each room until you find one that's suitable. It's empty, with a solid looking lockable door, and the amount of dust shows no-one has much use for it. You walk into the room and beckon for Kreel to follow.

I told you. I told you not to go and fuck your bodyguard, I told you to focus on the mission. And what did you do? You turned around and slept with him the first moment you got! You didn't even wait till you were on the road!

Hush, you think. Hush, and let you have your fun.

It's my body! I should be allowed to say what you do with it.

Perhaps. But wouldn't you have done the same thing in this situation?

You really are starting to think like us, aren't you?

... Yes he is. It's almost enough to let me ignore his indiscresions. Almost.

Well then, how about you turn "almost enough" into "enough" and let you have your fun?

No.

Is it possible, you wonder, to imagine an element of your thoughts to be in excruciating pain, and then, by doing that, make that element of your thoughts, if it is sentient, be in excruciating pain?

...Go ahead and fuck your bodyguard.

Good work. Even I'm a bit scared.

You haven't moved at all during this little exchange, and now Kreel's voice pipes up. "Uh, lord, did... did you want me to go?" No, you say. You want him to come here. Now. And take off that armour, while he's at it. Kreel might look a bit thick, certainly compared to you, but he does as you say, as is right and prope... wait, did you just turn into an egomaniac in the space of about five minutes? Yes you did and you...

Your Character
Species Skaven Equipment:

Horns, wizard's staff, robe, basic spells.

Gender Male
Arousal Slight
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