Anastasia's gaze slid to his erection that was tenting in his pants. She touched the tip of it on purpose and said, "We are in a temple and we have to abstain from these activities."
He caught her hand with his around his shaft. "This one has its own brain and I can't help it." Slowly he guided her hands up and down it. "I will end up having blue balls if it is not catered to."
"Blue balls? What are they?" she asked innocently. "How do you get blue balls?" She stopped her hand. "Is it some kind of illness? What is the treatment for it?" She stared at her hubby's pants and sympathized with him.
The dark prince sighed. "Cold showers," he said. "Cold showers are the treatment for blue balls."
"Oh!" She started to get up.
"Where are you going?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I will fetch a mug of cold water to pour it on you. You see, prevention is better than cure. That way you won't get blue balls."
