Words of Affirmation

*Chapter 25*
In the end, Frederick compelled me to eat my meal. I wanted to bark at him and punish him but I thought that I could do that next time so I would let it pass.
True to his words, he didn't misbehave. Instead, he helped me to write down the amounts in another parchment when I felt my right hand go numb and in pain already.
I was sipping on my tea while watching Frederick whose eyes were fully fixated on the parchment he was writing at. Then I averted my gaze and reclined my back to the couch, feeling jaded all of a sudden.
I raised my feet to the couch, not minding being a prim and proper lady while looking at the ceiling. I even asked Heimon to summon my servants because I wanted to wear something comfortable which was my chemise or nightgown.
"Darling, tell me if you are near to finishing that ledger. The last quarter would be a bit troublesome..." I paused as I blinked seeing how attractive and handsome Frederick was. I inhaled a sharp intake seeing his serious expression while he was busy writing the amounts.
My wolf squirmed seeing Frederick placing his elbow to the desk and resting his jaw to the back of his palm. I arched my eyebrow seeing him.
Why did I have the feeling like it was a natural thing for him to be at a desk while skimming through the ledger? The way his hand moved on a quill pen looked so alluring and his fingers... His long fingers could make me cum if he touched me right now.
I bit the muscles of my lower lip inside my mouth, making me think of what Frederick and I must do next. I felt like I would want him to have us some nasty moments here in my study room.
Frederick must have felt my stare because he glanced up in my direction and plastered a magnetic smile which made my wolf go insane right now.
"Am I making my goddess aroused just by what I am doing right now?"
I arched my eyebrow before I snorted. "It seems like you are so full of yourself, darling."
"Is it, my goddess?" He tilted his head a little, looking at me with an innocent expression. "Then, why am I smelling your sweet arousal right now?" I smirked at his words. "You can command me to relieve you, my goddess. But instead, you are always keeping your limits when I am with you." Frederick frowned.
I playfully rolled my eyes. "Oh, are you sulking already? You just had a wonderful playtime with me last night, darling. So, why are you sounding as if I never wanted you?" I remembered that he still had his chastity belt on his cock.
Frederick halted from writing. "The playtime I would like my goddess and I must do is me slamming my cock inside her and making her legs shake as I cum inside her while she is calling me how worthless I am for being her slave... that I must be grateful and feel blessed because I am the one pleasuring her. Then I would thank her for letting me taste her and make her cum so hard resulting in her being unable and struggling to walk the next day. That is what I want to do to you, my goddess, Novalie," he replied with his husky tone.
I bit my thumb and pressed my thighs together at his words. It felt like I was being fucked right now at his dark promise.
In a blink of an eye, Frederick was already kneeling on one knee. Then my foot was already on his folded knee making me spread my legs. He leaned forward to place his lips on my inner thigh while looking at me seductively. I even heard him sniffing me which made his eyes glow in lust.
I used my finger to make him look at me and so he must stay still. "Get back to work, darling. I did not summon you for your service here. All I want right now is have you finished copying them while..." I paused when I thought of a naughty idea. "...while I am touching myself." His eyes widened. He was about to protest when I cut him off. "If you endure hearing my moan and finish copying what is in the ledgers at the same time, I will grant you a reward for behaving tonight." I ran my finger to trace his jawline, looking at him seductively. "Can you do that for me, darling?" I asked in my sultry pitch.
Looking as if he was hypnotized, Frederick nodded. "That is a promise, right, my goddess?"
"Of course. My words are absolute." I leaned forward to lick his lips before I leaned backward to recline in my seat. "Now, go back to work and do as I say." I gestured my head, indicating that he must return to my seat now as soon as possible.
"Yes, my goddess," Frederick replied with a sly smile on his lips before he placed an erotic kiss on my foot. Then he returned to my desk with a big smile written on his lips.
I just shook my head and checked if my tea was already gone cold. I frowned that it really was. I stood up. "I'll brew some fresh tea," I said and didn't wait for him to say anything before I left the study room to go to the kitchen area to boil some water.
I took the container where the black tea was and grabbed a new teapot. While I was waiting for the water to boil, I was thinking about my quick plans that needed to be polished as soon as possible.
If I didn't make haste about it, it might be too late for me to act. So I must prepare for everything.
I need to flee once I have decided to divorce my marriage with Reginald. I need it to happen this time around. However, this lean season, I need to go to the Crescent Moon Oceanfront to go on vacation with my employees. Perhaps, I could rethink my plans there.
I snapped back when I heard the soft whistle of the kettle. I stared at the long snout before I used the potholder to make a fresh tea. I was already planning to stay awake until Frederick managed to finish them.
It has two ledgers left so I think he could finish them overnight. Somehow, I was glad that Heimon summoned him to my study room. If not, I would be having a hard time finishing them.
I returned to my study room as soon as I was finished brewing a new fresh tea. Then I was greeted by the scent of a combination of cedarwood, pink pepper, and citrusy lemon. It was calming and alluring at the same time when I came to see Frederick who was focused on his work right now.
I placed the tray on the coffee table before I served Frederick a cup of tea. "Darling," I called to grab his attention. I suddenly remembered something.
He snapped back and flinched at his seat. "Yes, my goddess?" He blinked before his eyes laid down to the cup of tea I served for him when I pushed the saucer towards him. "I-Is that for me?"
I nodded. "Can you give a taste and be honest? I do not mind if it doesn't suit your taste." I shrugged.
His face shone in happiness. "I would love to, my goddess!" he exclaimed.
I chuckled and placed my elbow to the desk, resting my chin on my hand while I was looking at the fascinating expression of Frederick. "Look at you. I only serve you some tea yet you are acting like a child..." I couldn't help smiling when he was sipping on his tea.
Then his face brightened. "I didn't know that my goddess knew how to brew tea. I'm so thankful for the tea you make, my goddess. I am grateful."
"Of course, I know." I looked at him dreamily. Frederick looked so adorable right now. He seemed so mesmerized with the black tea I brewed. "I am glad you like it, darling," I said softly, feeling a little emotional.
Frederick looked up at me but his eyes widened. He immediately stood up and spun around to cup my face. I looked at him, bewildered at his action.
"What—"
"My goddess, you are crying."
"Huh?" I was stunned at his words. I closed my eyes when he wiped the tears from my eyes with his calloused fingers. I even touched my cheeks to see if he was correct. I gasped when he was telling the truth. "What on earth..." I looked up at Frederick who had a worried expression on his handsome face. "I don't know what is happening..." I blinked.
Why did I cry? For what reason do I suddenly cry?
Because of the tea, I brewed for Frederick? Or was it because of his...
*"I didn't know that my goddess knew how to brew some tea. I'm so thankful for the tea you make, my goddess. I am grateful."*
My eyes widened. Was it because of the... words of affirmation?
The words of affirmation I'd been longing to hear?
Even though I am highly confident that I could properly brew some tea leaves because I used to practice brewing one when I was a teenager.
I did that because I want to impress my father and have him taste the tea I brewed.
Unfortunately, he never said another word when I asked him to taste it. I received no words of affirmation from my father which was why I stopped not brewing tea for other people.
Frederick was another person I served the tea I brewed and I... I received words of affirmation from my slave whose name is Frederick.
This must be what I had longed to hear from my father which he never did. Only Frederick managed to satisfy me which was why... I became emotional because someone appreciated the tea I made.
"Novalie..." He looked concerned as he kept wiping the tears that were falling from my eyes.
"It's alright, Frederick." I distanced myself away from him by reclining to the desk before I wiped my tears. I inhaled and exhaled, not wanting to go further from being emotional again.
I didn't want to see him on my vulnerable side. It wasn't impressive and I hate someone would pity me.
I tapped his cheek and gestured my head towards the table. "Go back now. I am already alright—" My words were cut off when Frederick suddenly hugged me. "F-Frederick?" I was surprised and stunned when he made a surprising action.
Frederick's hug tightened a little. "Allow me to hold you for a while, my goddess. Forgive me if I act on my will. You can punish me later for misbehaving. I just want to hold you because I hate seeing my mate being hurt for some reason."
I held my breath, wide-eyed. His words caressed my heart as my wolf suddenly jumped in joy having Frederick who was enveloping us in his arms. His hug... It was like he was telling me that I could lean on him.
Should I lean on him?
I unconsciously wrapped my hands around him. It looked like my hands had a mind of their own. But I am not complaining.
"Permission granted," I said softly.
I heard him sighing. Like he felt relieved that I granted him permission to hug me. I wasn't complaining because it felt like I needed it right now.
I could have sworn I almost mistook him like a knight in shining armor. The way Frederick was acting right now was making me feel like a damsel in distress that needed her knight.
I must feel offended about this because I thought of myself as a damsel in distress. I was supposed to be defensive but I was inside Frederick's arms which I felt at ease and... cherished?
I asked myself why I was allowing this kind of intimacy with Frederick even though I wasn't used to this kind of intimacy. I didn't even know how to express affection which he was expressing right now.
Or was this just simply a master-slave relationship? That it was the right of the slave to comfort his master that this was just a trivial matter? Was that it?
I looked down at my hands that were placed on his back. Firm... Sturdy... Pack with muscles... Lean body...
Feeling his physique body made me reminded of how quick he acted when tackling the slave who almost hurt me. And back to the cabin... I swore I saw most of my slaves surrounding him at that time were being injured. That was like five men over him yet Frederick managed to tackle them down...
I could surmise that the male slaves found Frederick being an arrogant one because I told him to flaunt what we did last night.
Then an idea suddenly popped out in my head.
I was already thinking about how to trigger Reginald more to the point that he needed to hurt me. I was already thinking of having someone act as a decoy for my plans.
Then there was... *Frederick.*
Frederick, my dear slave, could help me out of this.
I distanced myself and immediately cupped Frederick's face which surprised him.
"M-My goddess...?" His olive orbs were full of questions. I could already know that he was wondering what on earth I was doing again.
"You..."
"M-Me?" He blinked, creasing his forehead, not knowing what to do.
There was an enigmatic smile creeping into my lips. "You are the one who can help me with this dilemma I am dealing with right now, darling."
"Huh? Me? Help you?" His eyes widened in surprise as he gulped when I nodded. "I-I am not sure what kind of help you want me to do, my goddess..." he said, unsure of what I was doing right now.
I caressed his cheek with my hand, smiling sheepishly. "You are the answer, darling. You must be grateful about that fact." He smiled wryly, not knowing how to react to what I said. I sandwiched his face with my hands. "Tell me, darling. You are a well-experienced warrior, right?"
"Huh?"
"You are a well-experienced warrior, right?" I asked one more time. His eyes widened. I grinned at his expression. "I could tell with your movement from the past." I squeezed his cheeks so it would look like a pufferfish. "Will you grant me a duel with you?" I asked, tilting my head.
I released his cheeks. "I-I have no idea what you are trying to imply, my goddess." I stared at him and saw that he looked nervous right now. It looked like he was trying to hide his real skills from me.
"Don't be shy, Frederick. I am also a well-experienced warrior coming from the Wall Burgundy pack." I caressed his hair and forced him to look at me. "Grant me a duel in swordsmanship. If you impress me and manage to win, I will promote you from being my slave. Sounds good, right?"
His eyebrows were attached together. "Why… Why must I do that? And promote me from what position? Servant? Watcher?" I didn’t answer, which was why Frederick was panicking and immediately took my hand to clasp with him. "I-I want to stay with my goddess… I-I don’t want to be separated from you... I don’t want to become a servant or a watcher… I want to—"
"You will become my knight," I butt in. "If you manage to win and become my knight, I will allow you to call me any endearment you want," I added with a furtive smile. He gasped at my proposal but he didn't say anything. I leaned forward so our faces would be even. "So, are you up for the duel, my darling Frederick?"