" Okay so...what are we supposed to do?" Lavender asked nervously as she turned and tripped over Atlas's desk. "Oops sorry." she whispered.

Atlas stayed where he was a couple feet from her with a soft smile. They'd had their hands all over each other, making as they made their way upstairs to his chambers. Then he'd released her. He saw her tense a little as she walked around the room, until she'd made her way to his desk. Touching the books and papers as if immensely interested in the object.

Atlas shrugged. "That's the beauty of this...there are no rules. We do what we want." he said slowly. "But." He spoke up louder. "We're not going to have sex bumblebee."

"We're not?" she almost shouted out.

"No."

She blinked and cleared her throat. "Uhm....no I want to....I do."

"And I believe you." He grinned. "But there's no rush....and when I say no sex....." he trailed off with a mischievous smirk. "I just mean....penetrating you...." he paused. "With my dick." He added for good measure.

Lavender pressed her palms against her cheeks, relieved that he couldn't tell how red they were.

"But everything else goes...." He put his hands up. "Seriously....you set the pace. I can wait for you, for the rest of my life." He clarified.

Lavender nodded and shook her hands by her side. "Okay, yes....I uh....I want...uhm....I want to kiss you." she replied.

"Then come here." He whispered.

And so she did with a smile. Her arms came around his neck as his wrapped around her waist. Their heads angling as their mouths locked.

They took their time. Slow teasing kisses. Sucking on each other's lips. Letting their tongues lick the other's lips and chin. Teeth grazing the neck, warm moans on their faces. Not restraining each their breathless soft moans.

Lavender's hands moved over his shoulders, down his strong back. Gripping his shirt tightly and she pressed herself against him.

Atlas simply followed her lead. As her hands roamed, so did his. Up and down the other's backs. His fingers teasingly tugging on her laces but never undoing them.

Lavender kissed him harder, pressing her body into him more. He pressed back, holding her even tighter, her chest brushing against his.

Her body felt hot. Was she wearing too much clothes? She gripped his shirt, pulling at it slightly. She wanted to feel his skin. No, that's too bold, slow down. She moaned loudly and broke the kiss.

"What do we do next?" she whispered.

"I told you, whatever you want. I'm taking your lead." he grinned mischievously. He dipped his head and latched on to her neck.

Lavender moaned and held his shoulders. He sucked on the tender flesh, right before pressing his tongue against her it. Moving his head, tongue flat as if licking her up.

"Oh....oh god...." Lavender arched her neck to give him more access. "Oh my.....oh...." she moved her head and lowered it to his neck to do exactly what he had done to her. She bit the flesh and Atlas groaned. She sucked on it. Her tongue out as she licked him.

"Yeah....oh....keep doing that love..." He whispered stretching her neck.

Lavender moaned as she sucked again and then moved up, her teeth once more grazing his chin. She sucked on it and then licked his Adam's apple.

Atlas shuddered, his grip on her tightening. his eyes closing. "That tongue...." he moaned.

"What?" she looked up.

"Nothing..." he moaned. "Do as you please."

She smiled and continued, kissing his collarbone, using her tongue and teeth as she nipped her way down and up and down again.

Atlas' breath sounded labored as his hands lowered down her back. His eyes closed, he groaned as he slid it over the curve of her back. His fingers digging as he grabbed her ass through the dress and squeezed possessively.

Lavender stopped.

Atlas immediately stopped too and opened his eyes. "I'm sorry." he apologized breathlessly. His hands shot back up to her waist.

Lavender shook her head and smiled. She reached behind her back and took his hands and lowered them to where they were before. "I like it. You've never done that before."

Atlas crashed his lips against hers as he squeezed her ass again. Rolling her body into him and giving it a confident shake up and down. He moaned loudly and ran his hands over her ass cheeks.

Lavender straightened up as she looked up at him. "You like that." she whispered.

"I like everything about you." he whispered huskily squeezing her ass again.

Lavender smiled and shook her head. "Yeah but...I remember on our carriage ride here..." she pointed at him. "You wanted me to sit in your lap." her eyes widened. "You kept----" she slowly turned around until her back was completely to him. "Moving me against you----like this...." she said pressing her butt against him and slowly moving up and down.

Atlas' mouth parted as her stared at her ass against her crotch.

She giggled happily as she discovered something new. "You wanted me to rub against you." she exclaimed happily as rolled her hips. "Does that feel good."

Atlas' closed his eyes and moaned. "So good."

Grinning, she moved her butt round and round, up and down. She pressed back more, bending slightly. His hands gripped her waist as she slowed her wine arching her back. To her surprise Atlas put his hand on her back, lowering her a little more as he thrusted his hips slowly into her, following the movement of her ass. This move alone was making her feel hot and needy, she closed her eyes and let her body take control. Her body was telling her to roll and move her butt up and down, to press back as much as she could, because the more she backed it on him, the more he returned the favor and the hornier she became. The only problem is, she felt Atlas wanted her ass just a little higher, but she was losing her balance.

She needed support.

Lavender stopped and took her husband's hand. "Come." she whispered confidently as she walked over to his desk. She pressed her palms against the desk, and looked back at him. "I want us to continue that, I like that very----" her gaze drifted to the evident erection straining against his pants. "Very much."

Atlas nodded without protest, immediately grabbing her waist and pressing against her with a moan. they resumed their slow motion wine. He once again brought one hand on her back. This time his breathing heavier as he trailed it up to her shoulders. He trailed up the other hand and gripped her shoulder tightly. He gasped as he thrusted his hips rapidly a couple times, before slowing down again.

Lavender moaned at the abrupt change in tempo and then the return to their slow wine. She bent her arms, lowering herself and arching her ass higher.

Atlas wrapped his arms around her chest and leaned on her back. "Jesus....." He moaned breathlessly. He kissed the back of her neck. "La-lav----Lavender...." he whispered in her ear.

"Yes."

"Can I lower my pants." He kissed her ear. "I need...room...." he moaned. "I'm so hard." His hands on her chest opened and grabbed her breasts. "What are you doing to me love...I'm so hard." He pressed himself against her.

"Yes.." she whispered.

"I won't lift your dress." He whispered desperately. "You trust me?"

"Of course I do." She replied, also she kind of maybe wanted him to do so. She wanted to feel his hardness a little more intimately like she'd done earlier.

Atlas released her and quickly untied his jodhpurs. He lowered it as his erection sprung out. He panted as he grabbed his dick and slid it over her dress. He trembled. He had control, he still had control. Just a couple more strokes.

"Oh...." Lavender whispered.

He immediately stopped.

"No, no...keep going...I just like the way you feel." she smiled and closed her eyes. Rubbing her butt against him. "You're so hard...." she whispered honestly, not knowing what her words were doing to him as he slid his dick up and down the soft material. "I like it when you get...this hard."

Atlas bit down hard on his bottom lip as he grabbed her hips tightly, speeding up his thrusting.

"It's like, It makes me...." she moved her ass up and down, matching his speed. Her breathing uneven. "Makes me want to feel it...."

Atlas squeezed his eyes shut. His lips parting as he thrusted faster.

"I think I want....I want to feel your dick on my...." she gasped.

Atlas' face contorted as he threw his head back, thrusting into her hard.

"On my ass, my Lord...."

"Fuck....fuck....!" He panted loudly as he gripped her hips tightly... "Aaahhh....shit.....fuck!..." he gasped.

Lavender turned her head back in surprise. But between the two of them, she didn't know who was the most shocked.

"You.....really liked that..." she whispered in awe.

Atlas looked at his explosion on her dress and ass. He closed his eyes in despair. "Fuck....your dress...." he grabbed his dick and backed up as as if dazed.

"Oh, it's alright." she laughed as she turned around to look at him. "Fiona will take care of it." Atlas's eyes were still closed as he threw his head back to the ceiling. His dick in his hands, pants down to his knees. He swayed slightly.

Concerned Lavender grabbed his arm. "Are you alright Atlas?"

He exhaled deeply and finally opened his eyes to look at her. "Where did you learn to do that?" He panted. "To move like that...to talk like that..."

She shook her head. "Learn?" Lavender stared at him in confusion. "I didn't learn how to----" she trailed off. Her eyes widening as if a lightbulb went off in her head. "Was it comparable to your whores?" she whispered in awe.

Atlas' mouth dropped open at her words. He shook his head. "What whores?"

Lavender giggled. "Then my lord I accept the compliment." she laughed, feeling elated. A strange new feeling of sexual confidence, sneakily slipped into her subconscious.

He blinked as if still trying to focus. Slowly, he released his dick which looked less intimidating than usual and pulled up his pants. He tucked himself inside and stared at his wife.

"I'm a lucky bastard." he whispered.

Lavender covered her mouth to stop the smile from reaching her ears. She almost jumped up but shrugged. "I feel so, alive."

The opposite of what Atlas was feeling at the moment.

She turned to him teasingly, her finger pressed over her bottom lip. His eyes shifted there. "You said you will make me explode and you did twice....well, now I made you explode... twice."

Atlas shook his head. "No, bumblebee....you haven't exploded yet." he winked at her. "Let's put it at 0 and 2. You in the lead." His voice lowered.

She squealed and then shyly moved her dress. "Because I'm so irresistible my Lord?" she offered up.

"Completely." he whispered still staring at her in awe. "I want to please you." he took a step towards her.

Lavender grinned. "You please me, my Lord." she offered up. "But since you did say, I call the shots...I think I'm okay for now." she shrugged happily. "Is that alright? I feel great. That...that my Lord, made me feel splendid that you exploded on me. I feel satisfied and no longer tingly."

He nodded slowly.

His wife brought his head down and kissed his cheek proudly. "I'm going to change dress so we can go for a quick stroll before supper okay."

He nodded again.

Lavender laughed and walked past him. She stopped abruptly and turned back. "Actually can you undo my dress....so Fiona doesn't have to see...."

"Yes, yes of course." Atlas replied, quickly reaching for her laces. He felt slow. Slightly disappointed in himself that he hadn't made her cum, like he planned to do when they'd come up here. It had felt so good and her words had driven her over the edge. In fact his heart was still racing. He could go again. He had the stamina to do so. But she didn't want to. He needed to watch carefully. Read her body language, and when the time was right....he was going to have his wife scream his name to make up for his teenage behavior.

He slipped her dress down and felt himself stirring again.

Lavender turned and held her dress to her waist. "Thank you my Lord, be ready in half an hour!" she turned and left his room.

Atlas stared at his closed door. "Well, I'll be damned."

**

Her fingers ran through his hair as her mouth worked over his. Her fingers on him was quickly turning into one of his favorite things. But when it was in his hair, it drove him absolutely mad. But he was starting to figure out what she liked. She loved kisses that were sure. Kisses everywhere, the way her breath hitched. She loved his teasing of her nipples, better yet, his mouth on them. And with the white nightdress she wore, when he sucked her nipple, the wetness made the dress transparent. She was riding an orgasm too busy to notice but he did and seeing her dark nipple through the nightdress had made him grab himself and stroke. He was going to suck on it more and nibble on it, which sent her over the edge, but she'd lifted his head up from her chest for a kiss.

Atlas sighed contently as he pulled back and laid on his back. He wanted her body on him.

"No don't stop." she whispered.

He chuckled. "Want to get on top of me?" he suggested. "That way it doesn't feel like trapping you, but I can still grab your ass."

She nodded and blushed. Saying ass seemed so naughty and she couldn't believe she'd said to him earlier when he was rubbing against her. She loved it.

Atlas laid back, securing the sheet around his waist. His dick, daring to poke through the sheet.

Lavender climbed on top of the sheet layer and put her leg on the other side. She put her arms on each side of his face and straddled him. Her night dress, forced to rise up to her thighs. He moaned in encouragement but she settled a little below his erection. His sheet covered dick sticking up between them.

Atlas sat up and held her waist. He stared up at her seriously as he moved his hands slowly down her back. "Tell me when to stop." he slid his hand down her body as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He palmed her ass twice, before lowering his hands extra slowly over her nightdress on her thighs. He watched her reaction, but she simply smiled at him without process. He slid his hands further down, leaving the security of her nightdress, his fingers grazed the bottom half of her thighs. He waited.

But all she did was close her eyes.

"No, no open them." he whispered. As he massaged her thigh. "It's me. remember it's me."

Lavender smiled as she locked eyes with him.

"These are my hands, and my hands only. Touching you, loving you..." he whispered against her chin as his legs moved to the back of her thighs, trailed down, moved back to the front. Her knees were digging into the bed, so he moved slowly to the back of her calf. "Yes?"

Lavender nodded, her smile growing.

He trailed his hands further down the back of her dark brown calves until he reached her ankles.

Lavender bent her head and kissed him deeply.

Atlas slipped his hands over the heel of her foot and down-----Lavender burst out in giggles. He looked up in surprise and then did it his hands down the back of her foot.

She gave him the same reaction and then wiggled her feet. "Tickles, that tickles." she laughed. He brought his hands back up and held her waist as he kissed her through her laughter.

Lavender's laughter immediately turned into moans.

Atlas lowered his head and kissed her neck. "The sounds you make drive me wild." he whispered against her collarbone. "Can't wait until it's my name you scream as you orgasm." he latched on to her left breast that he had neglected earlier.

Encouraged, Lavender didn't hold back any noise as she held his head against her bosom. Who would have known her breasts were not only for her future child. They were actually also for her husband and they gave immense pleasure. She moaned louder and rocked her hips. Scooting up on him, seeking the necessary friction, her pulsing center was demanding.

Atlas released her breast and looked up. "Can I lower your nightdress?" he whispered.

Lavender looked down her chest. He could see her nipples through the wet cloth. She was already naked. Instead of telling him yes. She reached up and untied the lace string.

Atlas immediately sat back on his elbows to get a better view.

Smiling shyly, she pulled the loose neck over one shoulder, and then another. Her eyes were transfixed on Atlas's expression of pure desire on his face. It made her feel sexy and confident as she slowly lowered inch by inch until the loose material was almost over her nipples. The were so tight and puckered, they seemed to be holding the dress up.

Atlas' chest rose and fell rapidly. He hadn't moved from his position except for the slow subtle upwards movements of his hips. Which Lavender was pretty sure he wasn't aware he was actually doing. But her body loved the movements. She scooted closer to his dick, feeling it poke her belly. They both looked down at the same time, realizing just how close they were.

He was going to say something, but as she leaned forward to scoot back a little, her dress fell the rest of the way down, landing on her hands and billowing around her waist.

Atlas licked his bottom lip, unashamedly staring from her breasts and erect nipples, down to her navel, and to how it landed around her and on top of his dick.

Lavender didn't know what to say. She froze.

Atlas leaned all the way back slowly as if distancing their body. He laid completely flat on his back as he stared up at her. "You're so beautiful." He whispered, his hands now by his side gripped the sheets tightly.

Lavender took a deep breath.

He watched her carefully and the slight tension in her arms, confirmed it for him. With an encouraging smile he sat up on one elbow and with the other, lifted her dropped nightdress back up past her navel, until she put her hand on top of his.

He met her eyes.

"I---I'm---I'm still tingly and wet...." she whispered shyly before biting down on her bottom lip.

Atlas's breath caught in his throat as she slowly lowered his hand, returning her nightdress as a pool around her waist. This time, she slide her hands out of it and looked at him nervously.

"I need you to do something...." She whispered.

"You're perfection." he whispered.

Lavender's tense shoulders relaxed.

"A goddess on earth." he laid back down and gently placed his hand on her hips.

Lavender smiled, her eyes twinkling. "You sure do know how to make a lady feel good."

"I do." He whispered. His hand tightened on her hips. "trust me?"

She nodded.

He slowly scooted further down on the bed, making her sex press against his balls. "You know how earlier today, I came from rubbing on your ass?" he whispered.

She nodded again.

"You can cum from rubbing on me too." he whispered gently moving her hips up his covered erection, causing it to press into his stomach.

"Really?" she whispered looking down at her sliding back down his sheet covered dick.

"Yes." he moved her hip again slowly, giving her time to back up or participate.

Lavender scooted on the bed and then back.

"Put your hands on my chest." he whispered. "It'll give you more support like the desk earlier."

"Oohh." she whispered as if slowly understanding how this was going to work. She leaned forward and put her hands on his chest like he'd said. She smiled. He was just hard all over wasn't he? She liked it.

Atlas watched her face as he grabbed her ass and slid her up and down his length. Lavender took a deep breath feeling her body pulse. She used his chest as she moved her hips aiding him. As she moved on top of him, she finally locked eyes with him. They moved in silence, each thrust seemingly better than the last.

This didn't feel bad at all. She picked up the pace slightly as she rocked on top of him. At first it was subtle but then it built, a little bit, and a little bit more, and more, and more.

Lavender didn't realize the heavy breathing was her as she rocked faster on top of him.

What was going on? She'd wet the bedsheet completely, she knew because she was sliding effortless, feeling ever bit of his hardness pass on her sex. She pressed down harder and closed her eyes, her mouth parting.

Atlas kept his eyes on her as he aided her back and forth.

"Oh...." Lavender sat up, her face contorting as she rocked faster. Whimpers escaping her lips as she grabbed his waist. "Oh...oh...oh....oh....." she gasped.

"My god....." Atlas groaned unable to stop watching her. He wouldn't dare close his eyes.

Lavender turned her hips in circles. He exhaled loudly through his nose.

"Please.....please...." she begged biting down on her bottom lip. She bounced on top of him, the feeling over whelming her.

Atlas realized she didn't know how to cum in this way. He hugged her down on top of him and she writhed against him. Her sweet, sweet breathless moans filling his ears.

"Atlas...." She begged.

Fuck . He reached under the sheets and pressed three fingers against her clit through the wet cloth and rubbed in a fast circular motion.

"OH MY GOD!" She gasped, her body shaking, hips jerking into his hand. "ATLAS!"

He groaned as he came hard, hearing his name slip from her lips. He spurted on his abs, but kept rubbing as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She choked back on her screams, her mouth open. Her moans soft as she stuck her tongue out, closing her eyes.

Atlas's dick jerked again. He grabbed himself and jerked out the rest of his ejaculation as Lavender swayed on top of him, her eyes fluttering but unable to keep it open.

He grabbed her as she leaned forward, hugging her on top of him as her soft moans continued. Her breasts rising and falling on his chest.

She didn't move for two minutes and he smirked. "Hey Bumblebee." He rubbed her back gently, loving the feel of her smooth bare skin beneath his fingers.

"Huhuuumm?"

"Are you sleeping?" he whispered.

She moaned. "No, but I have no desire to move my body." She admitted.

He rested his hand on her head. "1 to 2." he whispered. "I owe you one more tonight."

She closed her eyes and hugged him. "You win tonight." she whispered sleepily.

"Bumblebee?"

"humhumm?"

"I can kiss whenever I want right?" He confirmed.

She smiled as she let her body drift off. "Yes."

**

Lavender moaned in her sleep, her hips rotating. Her body felt exactly as it did last night. She reached down, fingers grasping on to soft hair.

"Yes....oh yes....yes....right there.....oh...oh....oh......" her breathing picking up pace, her eyes flew open. She was awake. The sensation building up. Her hands still griping, hips still moving. She lifted her head to look down.

Only to meet steel grey eyes staring right back at her. His head between her thighs, his tongue flat as he moved his head back and forth.

"Oh my......" she gasped.

Atlas groaned as he closed his eyes and french kissed her clit. He pulled it into his mouth. Lavender fell back on the bed as she stared up at the ceiling, mouth parted.

This what Lady Clementine had talked about----this----this is what she meant----- "OOhhhh......" she couldn't finish that train of thought. Her mind blanked as all it received was pleasure, pleasure and more pleasure. She bucked her hips, pressing his head down further. That only caused Atlas to moan more as he ate her out like a hungry man, grabbing her ass and lifting her off the bed.

Lavender yelped and then laughed as they rolled on the bed. He was underneath her, his head still between her thighs. Her eyes widened in shock at the position, he'd put them in.

Atlas kissed her thighs and bit it playfully. "Trust me?"

She grinned and nodded.

"Ride my face like you rode my dick." he encouraged her right before he twirled his tongue inside her entrance. She gasped at the sensation. He kissed her outer lips, running his tongue over the inner side of it. He then sucked on the inner most smaller lips, his nose rubbing on the perfect pleasure spot.

Moaning, without shame, Lavender did as instructed. Moving her hips back and forth as she found the perfect angle.

Atlas held her ass with one hand as he aided her to ride upward on his face every time she slipped back. His other hand jerked his dick, feeling his release around the corner. Her scent and taste was intoxicating.

**

Lizzie slipped into her brother's room.

"No. Get out."

She pouted and ignored him as she went over to the desk. "You're my favorite brother you know."

Robert rolled his eyes and sat back. "Of course I'm your favorite brother." he smirked. "Atlas is too busy dicking down his wife and Matthew is too busy trying to be an ideal citizen that they can't focus on you."

Lizzie grimaced and sat on the floor next to his chair as she'd done for years. Robert and Lizzie were only two years apart. When they were little, they were mostly mistaken for twins for how similar they looked. While Atlas had grey eyes that he'd inherited from their mother, Matthew had the crystal blue eyes of their father, and Lizzie and Robert had identical hazel eyes they inherited from their grandfather. They had their mother's same pouty mouth and nose. Lizzie's brown hair looked more auburn and Robert's brown hair actually seemed to be turning more blond as he aged, following in Matthew's footsteps. Atlas was the only sibling to have the same dark almost black hair as their father.

Robert groaned. "What?"

She crossed her arms over her chest. "What are you doing with Azalea?"

He smirked. "Mind your business, grown folk business."

She reached out and hit his knee hard, that was like his Achilles heel that only she knew

"AAHHH what the fuck Lizzie!" He groaned grabbing his knee. "Fucking psycho!"

"How could you do this to Matthew!" she demanded.

"One!" Robert wagged his index finger in her face and shoved it against her forehead. "Don't fucking touch my knee! You know that!" He put up his middle finger alongside the index finger. "And two!" He shoved it in her face. "Matthew needs to fucking grow a pair and handle his woman because she's all over the place!" He put up his ring finger. "And Three!" he looked at his hand, put down his index and ring finger and placed his middle finger calmly between her eyes. "Yeah, this is three."

Lizzie shoved his hand away. "What does she want?"

"She needs a favor, just like everybody needs a favor. Always a favor from Robert. Never a favor for Robert." He responded.

"Did you do it for her?"

He sighed and narrowed his eyes. "I'm trying to find out who she needs this favor for." He whispered. "And how did that person know to tell her to come to me, out of all people?" he shook his head. "I don't like it." He closed his eyes as if a heavy burden befell him. "Poor soul. Exceptionally beautiful yet so troubled. Seeking validation and purpose in the wrong things. 'Tis her vanity that will be her downfall, and it will be a long climb back to glory...." he trailed off almost sadly. "If she makes it."

Lizzie blinked in confusion. Sometimes her brother's random spurts of wisdom baffled her.

Robert grinned. "But she got a nice mouth though. I reckon that's why Matthew was pouting. I bragged to him that I felt them."

"ROBERT!"

"HEY! I'm not complete evil. He assumes I'm talking about I felt them on my lips." Robert grinned mischievously. "Since I love him, I didn't correct him."

"Oh my God." Lizzie shook her head. "You're incorrigible."

Robert pointed to his little sister. "Hey, I would have done the favor for free...but it's kind of hard to stop a determined mouth when they're right by your cock."

Lizzie groaned and buried her face in despair. She shrugged. "What did she need?"

"Reporting to her sister?" He arched an eyebrow.

Lizzie nodded.

"Good, cause she's going to get herself killed."

His little sister blanched.

Robert lowered his voice. "I put a guy on her yesterday to see who she goes to. Miss. Azalea Candlewood asked me for poison."

Lizzie gasped. "For who?"

Robert sighed. "I must admit, my dick hardens at the fact that she was able to give me the runaround and yet still procure the poison." he nodded in admiration. "She's a fox....much , much smarter than she looks." He sighed. "But I'm afraid she's doing somebody else's dirty work and when it's done, they'll get rid of her, because she knows too much."

Robert sighed loudly. " Which is why as always I stick my neck out for you people because if Azalea dies, then you'll report to our new sister-in-law and she'll report to our ill tempered older brother, who will probably shoot me for breaking his wife's heart." He threw his hands up. "I'm too beautiful to die."

Lizzie groaned. "This is bad....this is sooo bad!" She sighed. "I must write her immediately!" she shot up off the floor and rushed to the door."

"Liz?"

She turned around and smiled. "Rob?"

"What did you need?" He asked, his back to her.

"Info on Azalea and honestly, I got more than enough." she sighed and turned back around.

"No, baby sister.....what did YOU need?"

Lizzie's shoulders dropped as she turned around. Her back hitting the door as tears filled her eyes.

Robert turned to her and immediately squeezed his eyes shut. "NO,no,.....no.....No no no! NO NO NO! NOOOOOO! Not the tears! NOOOO!"

"I'm in love with the duke!"

Robert turned around calmly and laid his ear on the desk. "Bloody hell, somebody come shoot me." He whispered.

"Help." she whimpered.

"No." He lifted his head and shook it seriously. "No."

"Please...."

Robert pointed his middle and index into his mouth, he clicked down his thumb and jerked back, before closing his eyes and laying his head back on the desk in despair.