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Summer pressed herself against Humphrey. “Very tempting. But you know I don’t fear the darkness, Humphrey.” She leaned up his body, murmuring, “It would have to be very late indeed to prevent my return to the city. Perhaps your library will be interesting enough to distract me.”

“You are very tempting, like a sweet blueberry pie laid in front of me for supper,” Humphrey said, pulling her close to him. “The one with vanilla sugar on top. Yet, I must ask you to dress, and we shall join the household for supper.”

“I am sure you are not fearless, Summer. No one is,” he added, before he planted a light kiss on her forehead, “Dress, love. Let us find out what the hunters caught in the woods while I was hunting you down.”

“Yes, my lord,” she sighed, drawing away. It was probably fortunate that she’d done most of her undressing herself. It made it simple to locate her dress and relace it, though she wasn’t sure what had become of the blue velvet. “Do I suit your desires now, sweet?”

“Plainly speaking, no… you suited MY desires without the garment.” Humphrey said pulling her into a hug. He sensed a change of mood. “Sadly we need to care for other things than my desires… and mayhap we could talk as you feel as cold as wind in winter, so tell me what it is I may have insulted you? I meant no offence.”

Summer leaned her head against his chest, sighing softly. “I am not insulted, only disappointed. I wished more of you, and you put me off.” Deliberately, she looked up and smiled. “Come, kiss me again and we shall go into supper. We may talk, though not of insult.”

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Summer pressed herself against Humphrey. “Very tempting. But you know I don’t fear the darkness, Humphrey.” She leaned up his body, murmuring, “It would have to be very late indeed to prevent my return to the city. Perhaps your library will be interesting enough to distract me.”

“You are very tempting, like a sweet blueberry pie laid in front of me for supper,” Humphrey said, pulling her close to him. “The one with vanilla sugar on top. Yet, I must ask you to dress, and we shall join the household for supper.”

“I am sure you are not fearless, Summer. No one is,” he added, before he planted a light kiss on her forehead, “Dress, love. Let us find out what the hunters caught in the woods while I was hunting you down.”

“Yes, my lord,” she sighed, drawing away. It was probably fortunate that she’d done most of her undressing herself. It made it simple to locate her dress and relace it, though she wasn’t sure what had become of the blue velvet. “Do I suit your desires now, sweet?”

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“Oh?” Summer replied archly, laughing softly. “Who is feisty? You must take yourself into account, Humphrey.” She kissed him again, lightly. “But since you spent the day hunting hearts instead of harts, is your kitchen prepared to feed us? ‘Twould be a sad thing to starve after such a feast.” She drew away and slipped out of the bed, reaching her arms to the ceiling in a massive stretch, hair atumble down her bare back. Looking over one shoulder at the Duke, she added, “Yes, I am always so.”

“Hearts versus harts, I like this…” Humphrey laughed watching her as she stretched herself, as if she was performing a show to him. “I believe if you showcase yourself like this you might end up with serious delay of supper for I shall drag you right back to bed.”

Regardless of his words, Humphrey also rose from his bed, walking across the room to his wardrobe to dress in something comfortable. “I warn you, you will sup with a monk. I think to wear some lengthy robe,” he said, “Anything more than that would be bothering me.” He chose his garment and turned towards her, “Will you stay the night, Summer? I mean… I would like you to.”

“Is it not wordplay that brought us together, Humphrey? I must keep in practise, lest I lose your attention.” She smirked, stalking toward him, but hesitated in the midst of putting her arms around him at the question. “I — ” No glib answer came to mind. Play, wordplay, bedsport, all these were well and good, but she was yet a noblewoman, and he a duke and brother to a king. “I might be persuaded to,” she went on, at last, playfulness fallen from her eyes as she searched his.

“Well, you will have a chamber as befits your status, prepared for you… you are a respected guest of the house,” Humphrey said with a grin,  noting how she looked confused, “and after supper it will be likely too late for the journey to London.” He put her hands around his waist finishing the motion she started, “I might sneak in tho…” He whispered into her ear. “Who knows, you might be frightened in the dark and need some knightly guarding around you….”

“After supper I show you the library. You might like what you find there, to keep you in practice with your wordplay.”

Summer pressed herself against Humphrey. “Very tempting. But you know I don’t fear the darkness, Humphrey.” She leaned up his body, murmuring, “It would have to be very late indeed to prevent my return to the city. Perhaps your library will be interesting enough to distract me.”

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[I am beyond sorry for the delay of this. I have no excuse. *kowtows massively*]

Hours later, Summer slid back to the surface of sleep, blinking slowly. Humphrey had pleasured her to the point of exhaustion, and then the two had slipped into sleep still tangled about one another, clothing strewn about. At some point, one of them must have woken enough to draw the coverlets up.

She looked at him, arms still loosely about her, and couldn’t help but smile. He was generous and brave and beautiful; she ran a gentle hand over his hair. “Humphrey?” she whispered. “Wake up, lover.”

“Oh?” Summer replied archly, laughing softly. “Who is feisty? You must take yourself into account, Humphrey.” She kissed him again, lightly. “But since you spent the day hunting hearts instead of harts, is your kitchen prepared to feed us? ‘Twould be a sad thing to starve after such a feast.” She drew away and slipped out of the bed, reaching her arms to the ceiling in a massive stretch, hair atumble down her bare back. Looking over one shoulder at the Duke, she added, “Yes, I am always so.”

“Hearts versus harts, I like this…” Humphrey laughed watching her as she stretched herself, as if she was performing a show to him. “I believe if you showcase yourself like this you might end up with serious delay of supper for I shall drag you right back to bed.”

Regardless of his words, Humphrey also rose from his bed, walking across the room to his wardrobe to dress in something comfortable. “I warn you, you will sup with a monk. I think to wear some lengthy robe,” he said, “Anything more than that would be bothering me.” He chose his garment and turned towards her, “Will you stay the night, Summer? I mean… I would like you to.”

“Is it not wordplay that brought us together, Humphrey? I must keep in practise, lest I lose your attention.” She smirked, stalking toward him, but hesitated in the midst of putting her arms around him at the question. “I — ” No glib answer came to mind. Play, wordplay, bedsport, all these were well and good, but she was yet a noblewoman, and he a duke and brother to a king. “I might be persuaded to,” she went on, at last, playfulness fallen from her eyes as she searched his.

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[I am beyond sorry for the delay of this. I have no excuse. *kowtows massively*]

Hours later, Summer slid back to the surface of sleep, blinking slowly. Humphrey had pleasured her to the point of exhaustion, and then the two had slipped into sleep still tangled about one another, clothing strewn about. At some point, one of them must have woken enough to draw the coverlets up.

She looked at him, arms still loosely about her, and couldn’t help but smile. He was generous and brave and beautiful; she ran a gentle hand over his hair. “Humphrey?” she whispered. “Wake up, lover.”

“Oh?” Summer replied archly, laughing softly. “Who is feisty? You must take yourself into account, Humphrey.” She kissed him again, lightly. “But since you spent the day hunting hearts instead of harts, is your kitchen prepared to feed us? ‘Twould be a sad thing to starve after such a feast.” She drew away and slipped out of the bed, reaching her arms to the ceiling in a massive stretch, hair atumble down her bare back. Looking over one shoulder at the Duke, she added, “Yes, I am always so.”

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[I am beyond sorry for the delay of this. I have no excuse. *kowtows massively*]

Hours later, Summer slid back to the surface of sleep, blinking slowly. Humphrey had pleasured her to the point of exhaustion, and then the two had slipped into sleep still tangled about one another, clothing strewn about. At some point, one of them must have woken enough to draw the coverlets up.

She looked at him, arms still loosely about her, and couldn’t help but smile. He was generous and brave and beautiful; she ran a gentle hand over his hair. “Humphrey?” she whispered. “Wake up, lover.”

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“Yes, my lord,” she said, but her voice was light and teasing. Tucking her skirts underneath, she knelt, brushing a hand lightly over the various offerings. “You don’t do things by halves, do you?” Tugging his hand, Summer pulled Henry down with her, tucking herself against his side. She couldn’t stop smiling.

He smiled at her as he pulled her close, beyond them the lights of the city began to light up and they could see the small fires burning like stars upon the ground, and Henry began to eat the berries on the floor before them.

“I hope it does please you.”

“Very much so.” Picking up a piece of cheese, Summer broke off a small piece and held it up to Henry. “Will you tell me about your day, or shall I babble some nonsense to distract you with?” She put the rest of the cheese into her mouth and began to toy with a piece of bread, watching Henry.

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They spiraled into the highest tower, and immediately Summer went to the window, gazing out in amazement. She could see the water, far in the distance, and the city lay spread before her eyes. “God has given us /such/ a world, Henry,” she breathed, turning back to him, smiling. Only then did she notice the feast spread for them. “Oh, Henry!” She clasped her hands together.

Crossing back to him, Summer tucked one hand behind his neck and reached up to kiss him.

He was surprised by her kiss, but did not pull away as she held him, and he pulled down to deepen the kiss even more, the wind that blew around them made him hold against her for warmth.

And he pulled away from her.

“Come, the food will grow cold if we do not eat it quickly.”

“Yes, my lord,” she said, but her voice was light and teasing. Tucking her skirts underneath, she knelt, brushing a hand lightly over the various offerings. “You don’t do things by halves, do you?” Tugging his hand, Summer pulled Henry down with her, tucking herself against his side. She couldn’t stop smiling.

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”Ahhhh, Humphrey,” Summer cried out, eyes closed and head thrown back. The ecstacy of him was nearly unbearable after the time spent teasing and the sensitivity he’d left behind. In an incredibly short amount of time she could no longer even speak, sliding into a helpless, rhythmic whimper, rocking against him. Threading her fingers into his hair, she lowered her mouth to his for a savage kiss as her body tightened around him. Climax shocked down her spine, shaking her body for the third time.

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Returning his smile, Summer said, “Yes, of course.” She laid the book aside, rising to give a quick curtsey before approaching Henry. She wanted to throw herself into his arms, but hesitated, instead clasping her hands before her and simply smiling up at him. “Whither you lead, I’ll follow.”

Henry smiled at her and then held out his hand to her, so that they could walk together. All things were prepared in the highest tower, where there was a view of not only the sea but of London town.

He smiled as he brought her closer to him, and he looked at her, “Perhaps you should dress warmly.”

Drawing away, she teased, “Will you not keep me warm … Henry?” Summer hesitated a little before saying his name, and tried to mask it by drawing a furred cloak about her shoulders. She turned back, smiling, and this time flung herself into a hug against him. “Where shall we go?”

He looked at her as she spoke and smiled, “I can only do so much to keep you warm where we do go this night.”

And then he felt her in his arms and he chuckled lightly, leading her out of the room, and as they walked through the hallways he found himself leading her to the tower, and there was the food he had organised ready for them.

They spiraled into the highest tower, and immediately Summer went to the window, gazing out in amazement. She could see the water, far in the distance, and the city lay spread before her eyes. “God has given us /such/ a world, Henry,” she breathed, turning back to him, smiling. Only then did she notice the feast spread for them. “Oh, Henry!” She clasped her hands together.

Crossing back to him, Summer tucked one hand behind his neck and reached up to kiss him.