Tehr caught her hand for a moment then softly kissed the inside of her wrist, then gently placed her hand back on his skin.  His own sex had grown turgid, though was mostly kept in check by the fancy clothing he had worn to the ball.    "I wonder, your highness, if I might be so bold as to be given permission to call you by name?  I think we are familiar with each other enough to use names and no longer titles."  As he said that, he let his hands, which had been massaging one of her legs slide up her thigh.   The very edges of his thumbs gently grazed the outside edge of her sex as his fingertips continued to press into the muscles of her leg.<br/><br/>"And I too would thrill to hear you call me Tehr." he added as he switched to her other leg and began rubbing as well.<br/><br/>"Now," he commanded in a soft voice, his own audacity at commanding the queen thrilled him, "Roll onto your back so I may finish the massage properly."   If she were to look at him, she'd see the grin on his face that was light, but unmistakable.