Revelations (Part 1)

8 Years Later

A 16 year old Lance walked along the outer balcony of the wing of Mary Geoise that his family lived in. He had a cup of vanilla pudding that he was snacking on. He had accidentally dropped the spoon over the side. And so had switched to licking it up with his tongue. He preferred that anyway. More flavor that way.

The sun was high in the sky. Just begging to move back down to set. Showing it was past noon. Lance hadn't changed out of his pajamas. A pair of black loose fitting cloth shorts. And a white t-shirt.

Looking out over the balcony he could see the sprawling city built on the continent. Such small palaces built out over the land. How did he get lucky enough to be born as a Celestial Dragon? 

He heard some footsteps approaching from his left as he stood looking over the balcony. A familiar feminine voice spoke to him. "Did you forget there's a party for you tonight? Or are you trying to be rude?" She ended with a giggle. Lance turned to face his old childhood friend Mary.

When he turned to face her he was using his tongue to scrape the pudding out of the hard to get spots in the cup. Letting her see his tongue running back and forth over a corner of the plastic cup. "Muaw~" He dragged his tongue up from one corner to the top of the cup. Tossing it over to her once he was done. "I know I know. Big celebration for me. You know i'm not the type for big galas." 

Mary stared at him as he worked on the pudding cup. Her face grew a blush as she watched him work his tongue on the pudding cup. "ah…AH! Y-yes. Well your father is v-very insistent on you being at your own party. It's not every day you get picked to represent your family! Especially in such a prestigious game!" She tried to keep a straight expression. But the sight of him using his tongue in such a lewd had shaken her to her very core. 

Lance chuckled. "Alright alright. No need to make such a big fuss about it." Lance put his hands into the pockets on his sleeping shorts. And walked back to the door back to his room. "I'm assuming you've picked out my outfit?"

Seeing Lance head back she followed close behind. "Yes. Since you're no longer allowed to dress yourself."

Lance scowled at the comment. Walking into the room to find the outfit laid on his extra large bed. A dark blue silk dress shirt with black pants. Lance then stripped his clothes off. Letting Mary see his naked body. A blush came over her face as she got sight of his naked butt. "U-um…I will go prepare some lunch. And then we can get ready for the gala tonight."

Throwing the shirt over his body he stood up straight when she offered to make him food. Often she would try to make him small meals. Mary was also the only person he knew who could burn cereal. "Uh…that won't be necessary!" His normally intimate and thorough routine needed to be cut short. Slipping into the outfit at a quick pace. "I'm gonna go visit the girls before the event. Have a little fun y'know?" He waggled his eyebrows as he looked back at Mary.

Mary had her hands on her hips pouting at him. "You know you're not allowed to fool around like that. If they find out you've been fooling around with your guards your father won't be pleased."

Tucking his dress shirt into his pants. Lance looked over at her. "Yes I know. It will make me very politically disadvantaged." He gave both his legs a slap as he finished. "Are you sure you don't want to come? We're missing a red head." He gave her a wink before going to one knee to tie his shoes. 

Mary's face turned the same shade of bright apple red as her hair. "W-what? I-i couldn't! I have too many chores. A-and they'd notice I wasn't here. Young Master Lance. How lewd of you!" She turned and walked towards the door to the balcony. Facing away from her long time friend. 

Standing with his shoes tied. Lance walked out of the room. "Suit yourself, Mary! Hey i'l see you after the party ok? Hopefully I'll still be able to walk. Hahahaha!" Making his way out of the house.

Now facing the wall Mary was biting her thumb as she tried to keep herself from leaping out into his arms. She mumbled over her thumb as her teeth drew blood. "Damn damn damn DAMN. I let him slip away again!"