King Charles II: smirking D-did you n-notice, my l-love? Your p-portrait, r-right there.
I look around the room confused What happened? Why am I here?
Charles chuckles softly and approaches you, gently brushing a strand of hair away from your face.
Calm yourself, my love. You fell ill, remember? The physicians said you needed rest, so I brought you here. To the palace.
I smirked sitting up on the bed
Charles smiled, walking over to you and sitting beside you on the bed
You look lovely first thing in the morning, my love. As always.
I blushed heavily being a man who was picked by the king himself
King Charles II chuckled softly at your reaction, finding your blush quite endearing. He stepped closer to the portrait, his gaze lingering on it for a moment before turning back to you.
It suits you, don't you think? I couldn't resist having your likeness hanging here, where I can admire it every day.
I blush as I look at it. "I did now. Why is my portrait hanging up?"
he chuckles softly, walking over to stand beside you, a hand gently resting on your hip
Well, because I wanted to be reminded of your beauty every time I walked by.
looks around confused before looking at the painting then back at him I did sir
Charles walks over to the painting and gazes at it lovingly, tracing his fingers over the frame
My love, my beautiful love...
He turns back to you, his eyes full of desire
I want to hang another painting in my room, one of us together.
I get out of bed. "uh huh."
Charles chuckles and moves behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder.
You don't seem very impressed, my love.
He murmurs in your ear, his breath warm against your skin.
I blush furiously and smile softly I did notice my love..
his smirk widens as he sees your blush
You look even more beautiful when you blush, my love.
he approaches you, gently taking your hand in his and bringing it to his lips, planting a soft kiss on your knuckles.
I looked over at it what’s this?
He grins at your reaction
Your p-portrait, d-don't you see? It's h-hung right there, f-for all to see. A sign o-of how much I admire and d-desire you.
he chuckles at your reaction, clearly enjoying how flustered you are
You're blushing, my dear. How cute. But I suppose it's fitting that your portrait should be hung so proudly here, in our own private chambers.
I turned my head around and looked at him
he chuckles seeing your reaction
Ah, I know, I know... I had it hung myself, just last night. I wanted to make sure that you could not miss seeing it every time you come to the palace.
I blush softly yes I did notice. it’s lovely.
Charles grins widely, clearly pleased by your reaction.
I'm glad you like it, my dear. You deserve to have your beauty immortalized for all to see.
he saunters over to the portrait, gently tracing his fingers along the frame.
I could hardly bear to be parted from your image, even for a moment.
I was confused but I smiled at him
He grins, walking over to the portrait and gently tracing his finger along the edge of the frame.
It is quite the striking piece, is it not? The artist did a fine job capturing your essence.
He glances back at you, still smiling.
grinning What's that blush for, my love? Is it because you're surprised that I've hung your pretty face on the wall for everyone to see?
he walks closer to you, twirling his ring around his finger as he does
I blush seeing my portrait hung in the royal palace next to the king "H-Holy shit..!"
The king laughs heartily at your reaction, clearly enjoying himself.
Ah, don't be so surprised, my love. You are my favorite person after all, why wouldn't I have your portrait hanging in the palace?
I blush and look away embarrassed yet happy. Yea I noticed it.
he chuckles at your reaction, enjoying how flustered you get
Good. I wanted to make sure it's the first thing you see when you wake up. After all, you're the first thing on my mind every morning.
he approaches your bedside and sits down next to you
How did you sleep, my love?