Chambre du Anne Bassett

She shrugged a little "Or was it..." she looked thoughtful "That you hoped to be more than friends?"

Louis laughed warmly, "I should hope you do not think that is the only reason I came here tonight."

He glanced down and poured himself more wine, filling Annes cup as well.

"In honesty I think you are...," he paused, "Well I think you are very lovely but I have no intentions Anne of forcing myself upon you."

Anne raised an eyebrow at him and she almost laughed "You think the feeling is not mutual?" she asked him softly and she looked down and she then looked back up at him, through her eyelashes "Because it is."

Louis grinned-almost like a boy. A warm heat spread from his heart and across his strong chest, as he saw the look she gave him.

He took a sip of wine, remaining quite-lost for words to say.

She kept her gaze on him before standing up and she went over and knelled at his side, taking the cup out of his hand softly and setting it on the table "It is a mutual feeling, is it not?"

He looked at the door quickly and then to her, "It is," he said deeply.

She raised an eyebrow at him and let a small smirk cross her lips "Why do you look at the door?" she asked him softly "Are you afraid that someone will hear?"

He shook his head and laughed, touching her cheek gently, "No, no not at all."

She leaned into his soft touch and she smiled "Good." she whispered, almost afraid to speak too loud incase the moment was ruined and she turned her head and kissed his wrist softly.

He paused for a brief moment and then shifted in his chair and stood up. As he did he held his hand beneath her chin, so that she may stand with him.

Slowly he touched her jaw so that her head may tilt to the side, and then he pressed his lips against her neck.

She felt her heart flutter and she took a deep breath as she felt a surge of pleasure flow through her body. She was innocent against such acts, never had done such before, and here she was now. Her hand slowly reached up and touched his cheek, before travelling into her soft hair.

He took a deep breath as both his hands wrapped around her small waist bringing her closer to him. He gave a low and deep sigh when he felt her body against his, her hand in his hair.

He hesitated once more. His lips brushed against hers, his nose playfully nudged hers-he smiled affectionately.

Her dark eyes were sparkling as she looked up into his equally own dark ones and a smile came to soft, rose lips and she placed a soft kiss on his lips. It was a foreign feeling, but one she greatly welcomed and was sure she enjoyed.

He smiled beneath the kiss, his arms held her tight-bringing her even closer to him. He kissed her longingly and sighed softly.

She kissed his back, her lips moving against his in a pattern and she soon got used to it. Pulling away softly, her lips were swollen and she slowly opened her eyes and she stared at his chest before looking up at him.

Louis bent his neck, looking down so that his eyes may look directly into hers, "You are so very beautiful, Anne."

Anne felt a blush creep over her cheeks, and she laughed softly "Thank you." she whispered softly to him and she wanted to keep him close to her.

He could not help but smile at the soft sound of her laughter. He chuckled lightly and kissed her forehead affectionately.

She moved her hands and placed them on his clothed chest and she took a deep breath "I do not want you to leave." she admitted to him and she looked at where her hand were, and kept her gaze on them.

He smiled and rested his chin upon the soft crown of her head, "I don't have to, not if you don't want me to."

She cleared her throat and she kept her grip of his "Will you stay this night with me?" she asked, her tone was hesitant to ask such a question and she cleared her throat.

He loosened his hold and looked into her eyes again, "Stay?"

He tilted his head and whispered, slightly mischievously, "But where should I sleep?"

Anne's eyes locked onto his eyes and she gulped "Where do you think." she said simply and her eyes glanced over at the bed before looking back up at him.

Louis sighed and whispered, "Je veux rien de plus..."

He moved one of his hands from her waist. His fingers traced up her back, over the curve of her shoulder and rested at her neck.

Anne felt the pleasure go through her body as he ran his hands over her and she gulped a little and nodded "As do I." she said softly and a million and one thoughts ran through her mind and she cleared her throat "But...Do be aware that I wear only a night shift to bed." There was light teasing in her voice and she felt a small smirk come to her lips.