How delighted she is when he moves to lift her easily off the couch, when he explains to her that if he's going to explore her body, he will need more room for such a task. It sends a thrill through her and has her obediently wrapping her legs around his waist as he directs her to. This is how she imagined Benedict being with a woman: confident, playful and eager. Already, she was enjoying herself despite him being a novice in everything.

Without hesitation, he starts them the short distance to her bedroom, seeming to have dropped his concerns of being caught or the lack of propriety of it all. No one would interrupt them, to be sure, she was always quite strict about letting anyone into her rooms when she was sleeping. And while certainly no rest will be had this night (if she has her way), no one else will know that.

"By all means," she murmurs amusedly, leaning in to brush her lips against his, her body already heating at the ideas of what he might do to her, what she might do to him. "Do what you must."