Opening the door Hitomi looked straight down but held not real look of surprise. "I would expect this from many of the guards, even your brothers..." She smiled looking down at him as the prince's eyes darted between her eyes and her size. Although taking a deep breath as if to explain something as she always did she paused, as if some kind of sent had caught her nose, and with it her attention peered down noticing the bulge in his kimono that matched the heavily guilty look painted across his face. "But I would not expect this from our young prince..." With these words she glanced back to see the maiden inside still getting up, and as such she quickly snipped the door behind her.<br/><br/>Quietly and quickly she grabbed the prince by the ruff of his collar, dragging him across the smooth flooring into the nearest empty room across the hall, shutting the door behind the two of them. "Now... Unless you wish your servants to know that your a peeker... I would suggest you to be very quiet..." She hushed with a soft whisper, her finger rising to her lips as she pulled him ahead of her. "I hope I have not shamed you my prince by my actions... It was never my intentions to have you witness such a deed...." She held her slime, but with it she reached into her kimono that was draped over her arm, pulling from it what looked to be more silk of some kind before she simply let it fall to the floor. "However... it seems your body is enjoying the view..." with that she held into a grin pulling the silky strips of cloth up befor revealing they where actually gloves, and with one long gentle hand at a time she pulled them up her arms wiggling her fingers slightly as they fit snugly into the sleeves.<br/><br/>"I made a vow to myself that I would not touch you in such a way... But yet... What can I do if I am not the one that breaks my own promises?..." still wearing the thin kimono-like over slip she started to walk over towards him, the look in her eyes almost burning; nothing like the prince had seen before soon standing in front of him like she had in the doorway moments ago, her size still stiff and twitching slightly as she stood before him. She took note right away that he suddenly grew rather timid and his stare. If he tried to speak, she simply hushed him as her silky gloved fingered reached out for his face; stroking it much like she did when he was but a child. "If you do not speak it, nor will I." she pulled back her hands slightly to get another good look at him.<br/><br/>His face was too perfect for her to stay no to, such confusion, but yet lust... But within that moment there was a flicker of guilt in her own eyes... after all the young man just lost his father... only to tip the ice off of something more sinister.... However the feeling of guilt left the tutor quickly as she decided to give the cookie thief a taste of what he was peeking on.... "Your curious... I can see it in your eyes..." She laced her gloved hand around the back of his head before pulling him forward, the other laced over her own size before pressing it to his lips, testing his will as she had the leverage to take full advantage of him.