Anthony Denny's Bedchamber

Anthony arrived back in his chamber after seeing Joan. Light was falling from the sky, the sun being charmed to fall behind the horizon while the moon rose with it's legion of stars. He was filled with the familiar feeling of contentment after being with a woman, yet, he had not been with Joan. Her brief touch sustained him greater than others ever had.

His room was dimly flickering with the warm light of candles and his blazing hearth. He sighed and shut the door behind him, pouring a glass of ale as he walked to his desk, removing his doublet and boots. A pile of notes, letters and work greeted him. Worn out parchment concerning the King's great matter, tasks to complete on his estate and wages to be paid to his household. He completed his tasks in ascending order of importance while finishing his ale; setting out ducats for servants and kitchen maids, chronicling the Marquess of Pembroke ceremony, choring on the King's behalf and finally penning a note to his father.

Anthony unlatched his door and let Joan enter first. He was silent and still as he shut the door behind him. Slowly he approached her from behind, his face near to the back of her pale neck so that his warmth breath kissed her soft skin. His hand then began to trace down the fastening at the back of her dress...

The first thing I noticed as I entered his chamber was the fur throwover on his bed. Suddenly without no announcement I felt him behind him and I gasped. Tilting my head back I ran my arm up his neck digging my fingers in deep as I felt my legs start to shake. I could feel the passion in his hands Just rip my dress off Anthony.

Anthony chuckled and slowly began to unlace the back of her gown. Gradually revealing her bare back. He paused for a moment and then slid his hands into the dress, at first touching her hips and then her stomach.

He smiled and began to unlace his breeches, as he shrugged off his doublet and pulled his shirt over his head.

"Lie down, " he said deeply with a smirk.

Anthony laughed good naturedly, "What are you doing?" he said warmly and came to the bed.

"Lie back, "he said gently and pushed back her shoulders. He paused for a moment to look at her body, sighing deeply and then glanced up with a smirk as he began to separate her legs.

He paused and began to move down. He kissed her stomach and replied, "Tis no sin."

He then began to tease with his tongue down her stomach, to her thighs-where he paused and glanced up. Then he gradually began to kiss her womanhood, while his hands caressed her body.

Anthony smirked and remained where he was, teasing the slick folds of her womanhood. He felt himself harden at the sound of her panting and the familiar ache of lust returned.

Anthony came up and kissed her passionately, positioning himself above her as he tugged off his breeches. He was consumed with a desperate sort of passion but he paused, "Just breathe into it, "he mumbled against her lips.

Anthony groaned and dipped his head, feeling a cold shiver crawl up his spine. He gulped between breaths as he glanced to Joan, his strong hand gently brushed through her hair.

Anthony let out a deep moan and moved her away, unable to wait any longer. He pushed her back so that she was lying down on the bed. He kissed her body, making his way to her lips where he lingered, "I want you," he breathed.

Then he thrust himself into her, gently at first. He groaned, his nose brushing against hers, as he felt the warmness of being in her.

Anthony cried out deeply in pleasure, feeling her nails claw into his strong back. Once he heard her moans, he let himself go deeper and faster. His tongue moved up and down her chest, with one hand above her head-the other on the bed-frame

Anthony sighed in pleasure and turned her round so she was on all fours, her back to his chest. He let out a loud moan, he could feel his pleasure gradually rise more. His hands cupped onto her ample bosom, his mouth near her ear.

Anthony could feel himself come to climax. He thrust deeper into her for one last time as he felt her womanhood contract around him. He let out a deliciously deep moan, his arms holding her close to him. He breathed heavily against the back of her neck, holding her close to him for a few moments until he released himself from her and rolled over.