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Spotting Lon'qu sitting all alone in the mess hall, you walked up to him, sat down and threw your arm around his shoulders. “Hey there Lon'qu, I have been looking all over for you. If I didn't know better, I'd think you were actually trying to avoid me or something like that.” You smiled. “It's probably just my imagination though. Anyway, do you have a minute? I'd really like to show you something if you aren't too terribly busy that is.”
His entire body tensed the moment you touched him. “I would prefer if you didn't touch me like that. You know it bothers me.” Almost trebling at your touch, he quickly slid away from you and continued what he was doing. “Also, as I'm sure you can very plainly see, I am busy. I'm peeling potatoes for tonight's meal.”
“You're always peeling potatoes. I highly doubt they have anything to do with tonight’s meal, or any other meal for that matter. As a matter of fact, I'm sure of it.” You moved closer to him once again, completely ignoring his phobia. “And why are you so awkward around me today? I thought you were finally getting over that.”
Lon'qu's face was quickly growing red. Whether it was from embarrassment, or your persistence you couldn't tell. He knew very well that you weren't going to leave him alone until you'd gotten exactly what you wanted. Though he was sure he'd regret it, he slowly placed his potato on the table and turned to face you. “What do you want of me?”
“So you'll do it then? Awesome.” Without explaining anything, you jumped up from the table, grabbed Lon'qu's hands and pulled him towards your tent.
“I've agreed to nothing.” You'd only been holding his hand a few seconds, but it had already started to sweat. “I'd like it very much if you released me now. I can walk just fine without you dragging me along like this you know.” His nervousness made him sound angry, but you knew better than to think him upset with you. His very next sentence was spoken in a terribly pathetic tone. “Please, I beg of you, let go.”
“I'll let go of you in a second. Don't be such a worry wort Lon'qu. You're going to be fine you know.” After you'd pulled him into your tent, you finally heeded his pleas and let go of his hand. “I had to make sure you wouldn't run away.”
Lon'qu closed his eyes and tried his best to keep his breathing even. “Would you mind explaining to me why I'm in a woman's tent?” Swallowing hard, he slowly began backing away, hoping you wouldn't notice. “This is not only indecent, it is extremely uncomfortable for me.”
His plan didn't work. You caught Lon'qu's movements instantly and brought them to a screeching halt. Grabbing his hand again, you pulled him further into your tent and placed yourself between him, and the exit. “I need to show you something, now stop trying to run away. I really think this is going to help you with your phobia.”
“Whatever you keep hidden in the depths of your tent is not for my eyes, I can assure you.” His face was so red and hot, he'd actually started to sweat. “I'd like it if you allowed me to leave now. I really have no business being in here at all.”
“Just calm down, you're getting way too worked up over this. Just pretend I'm a guy for the time being, maybe that will help you out.” Kneeling down, you opened a small wooden trunk and began to dig around inside.
Having given up the idea of escaping, Lon'qu decided to stand as far away from you as he could manage. “Your words are easier said than done. You're obviously a female and no amount of pretending is going to hide that fact from my eyes or my mind.” Growing curious, he tried to see what you were digging around for. Realizing that the trunk contained your clothing only made him more nervous. “Have you lost something?”
“Nope. I've got what I need right here.” You stood up and turned around to face him, hiding the object behind your back. “I want you to know that I have never used what I'm about to show you. I bought it at the last town we stopped in. And I bought it just for this occasion.” Unable to stop yourself, you smiled wide. “Are you ready?”
Lon'qu let out a loud, nervous sigh. “I don't know why you even bother to ask me. You're going to do exactly as you please whether I'm ready or not.”
“That's true. But it's still nice to ask you know.” You nodded, agreeing with your own statement. “Well, here goes nothing.” Moving very quickly, you took the item you held behind your back, and shoved it against Lon'qu's chest. “Enjoy that. I want you to take it all in.”
It took him several seconds to figure out what you'd just given him. When he did, however, he was too stunned to even move. “Why would you give me something like this? You know my fears, and you choose to use them against me. Of all the cruel, wicked tricks to play on someone, this is by far, the cruelest.” He was so mortified, he didn't even try to let go of the item. He just stood there, completely frozen like a statue in your tent.
“I-it really wasn't supposed to be a trick. I wouldn't trick you, I swear I'm not that completely heartless.” For the first time, you actually felt guilty for pushing him so far. “I honestly thought it might help if you faced at least a little part of your fears.”
“How could this possibly help?” He stepped closer to you, holding the item directly in front of your face. “Do you know where my mind goes when I see something like this?” Lon'qu clutched your possession even tighter as his face grew more and more red. “It's shameful for me to even see something so intimate and private.”
At this point, you couldn't tell if he was just really embarrassed, or if he was honestly upset with you. “Well, I'm sorry. I won't try to help you anymore. B-but before you go, I would like to point out how close you are to me. You're practically on top of me really. Plenty close enough for a kiss.”
Lon'qu's blush disappeared almost instantly, as did his anger. “You're right. I was more focused on an item, than I was your presence.”
“I was kind of hoping that something like that would happen.” You smiled wide, happy you'd been able to prove your theory. “You see, I noticed that you only freak out around women when you know they're there. I've actually been conducting experiments for a while now. A few of the other girls have been helping me out with this as well. Once I realized this, I came up with the plan of distracting you with these lacy, rather indecent looking undergarments. As you see, it worked rather well.”
“You're either evil down to your very core, or you're completely brilliant.” Lon'qu shook his head and awkwardly gave you back the deep red undergarment. “Now that you've made your point, I'd really like to never touch, or even see those again, ever.”
“Oh, don't say that Lon'qu, I'm sure one day you'll come to appreciate these. It's just going to take time, and a lot of work. But you know what? I'm more than willing to work with you for that.” You wiggled yourself against his chest and winked up at him. “Every time I torment you like this, you make extraordinary progress. But for today, I think I've pushed you far enough. We'll just have to pick back up when you aren't expecting it.”
Lon'qu sighed, but this time, it was out of happiness. “I believe I’ve decided.” He nodded. “You're brilliantly evil.”
His entire body tensed the moment you touched him. “I would prefer if you didn't touch me like that. You know it bothers me.” Almost trebling at your touch, he quickly slid away from you and continued what he was doing. “Also, as I'm sure you can very plainly see, I am busy. I'm peeling potatoes for tonight's meal.”
“You're always peeling potatoes. I highly doubt they have anything to do with tonight’s meal, or any other meal for that matter. As a matter of fact, I'm sure of it.” You moved closer to him once again, completely ignoring his phobia. “And why are you so awkward around me today? I thought you were finally getting over that.”
Lon'qu's face was quickly growing red. Whether it was from embarrassment, or your persistence you couldn't tell. He knew very well that you weren't going to leave him alone until you'd gotten exactly what you wanted. Though he was sure he'd regret it, he slowly placed his potato on the table and turned to face you. “What do you want of me?”
“So you'll do it then? Awesome.” Without explaining anything, you jumped up from the table, grabbed Lon'qu's hands and pulled him towards your tent.
“I've agreed to nothing.” You'd only been holding his hand a few seconds, but it had already started to sweat. “I'd like it very much if you released me now. I can walk just fine without you dragging me along like this you know.” His nervousness made him sound angry, but you knew better than to think him upset with you. His very next sentence was spoken in a terribly pathetic tone. “Please, I beg of you, let go.”
“I'll let go of you in a second. Don't be such a worry wort Lon'qu. You're going to be fine you know.” After you'd pulled him into your tent, you finally heeded his pleas and let go of his hand. “I had to make sure you wouldn't run away.”
Lon'qu closed his eyes and tried his best to keep his breathing even. “Would you mind explaining to me why I'm in a woman's tent?” Swallowing hard, he slowly began backing away, hoping you wouldn't notice. “This is not only indecent, it is extremely uncomfortable for me.”
His plan didn't work. You caught Lon'qu's movements instantly and brought them to a screeching halt. Grabbing his hand again, you pulled him further into your tent and placed yourself between him, and the exit. “I need to show you something, now stop trying to run away. I really think this is going to help you with your phobia.”
“Whatever you keep hidden in the depths of your tent is not for my eyes, I can assure you.” His face was so red and hot, he'd actually started to sweat. “I'd like it if you allowed me to leave now. I really have no business being in here at all.”
“Just calm down, you're getting way too worked up over this. Just pretend I'm a guy for the time being, maybe that will help you out.” Kneeling down, you opened a small wooden trunk and began to dig around inside.
Having given up the idea of escaping, Lon'qu decided to stand as far away from you as he could manage. “Your words are easier said than done. You're obviously a female and no amount of pretending is going to hide that fact from my eyes or my mind.” Growing curious, he tried to see what you were digging around for. Realizing that the trunk contained your clothing only made him more nervous. “Have you lost something?”
“Nope. I've got what I need right here.” You stood up and turned around to face him, hiding the object behind your back. “I want you to know that I have never used what I'm about to show you. I bought it at the last town we stopped in. And I bought it just for this occasion.” Unable to stop yourself, you smiled wide. “Are you ready?”
Lon'qu let out a loud, nervous sigh. “I don't know why you even bother to ask me. You're going to do exactly as you please whether I'm ready or not.”
“That's true. But it's still nice to ask you know.” You nodded, agreeing with your own statement. “Well, here goes nothing.” Moving very quickly, you took the item you held behind your back, and shoved it against Lon'qu's chest. “Enjoy that. I want you to take it all in.”
It took him several seconds to figure out what you'd just given him. When he did, however, he was too stunned to even move. “Why would you give me something like this? You know my fears, and you choose to use them against me. Of all the cruel, wicked tricks to play on someone, this is by far, the cruelest.” He was so mortified, he didn't even try to let go of the item. He just stood there, completely frozen like a statue in your tent.
“I-it really wasn't supposed to be a trick. I wouldn't trick you, I swear I'm not that completely heartless.” For the first time, you actually felt guilty for pushing him so far. “I honestly thought it might help if you faced at least a little part of your fears.”
“How could this possibly help?” He stepped closer to you, holding the item directly in front of your face. “Do you know where my mind goes when I see something like this?” Lon'qu clutched your possession even tighter as his face grew more and more red. “It's shameful for me to even see something so intimate and private.”
At this point, you couldn't tell if he was just really embarrassed, or if he was honestly upset with you. “Well, I'm sorry. I won't try to help you anymore. B-but before you go, I would like to point out how close you are to me. You're practically on top of me really. Plenty close enough for a kiss.”
Lon'qu's blush disappeared almost instantly, as did his anger. “You're right. I was more focused on an item, than I was your presence.”
“I was kind of hoping that something like that would happen.” You smiled wide, happy you'd been able to prove your theory. “You see, I noticed that you only freak out around women when you know they're there. I've actually been conducting experiments for a while now. A few of the other girls have been helping me out with this as well. Once I realized this, I came up with the plan of distracting you with these lacy, rather indecent looking undergarments. As you see, it worked rather well.”
“You're either evil down to your very core, or you're completely brilliant.” Lon'qu shook his head and awkwardly gave you back the deep red undergarment. “Now that you've made your point, I'd really like to never touch, or even see those again, ever.”
“Oh, don't say that Lon'qu, I'm sure one day you'll come to appreciate these. It's just going to take time, and a lot of work. But you know what? I'm more than willing to work with you for that.” You wiggled yourself against his chest and winked up at him. “Every time I torment you like this, you make extraordinary progress. But for today, I think I've pushed you far enough. We'll just have to pick back up when you aren't expecting it.”
Lon'qu sighed, but this time, it was out of happiness. “I believe I’ve decided.” He nodded. “You're brilliantly evil.”
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