A good man, and a bad.

“Mmm, that it was.” She smiled and laughed, raising a hand to rest gently against his soft hair. With a sigh, she finally pulled back and looked in his eyes, aching to kiss him but knowing they should wait until they were finally in the bedroom. “Shall we go? I can give you a tour of the house…I think you’ll enjoy seeing the bedroom.” 

“I do hope so.”

Henry paused at the idea, uncertain of the formalities of the situation. Though married, they were expected to sleep separately, and perhaps a far distance apart. Emma, of course, had always had her own room here, and as long as the house itself still belonged to her father, it may be assumed that even as part of the family, Henry might stay in a guest room - one assuredly not adjoining his wife’s. He would have to see what may be done about it.

“As if that were at all possible,” she giggled nervously, pulling on her gloves. Patting his arm affectionately, she nodded towards the door. “I’m ready now. It will be so nice to finally be out of this carriage.” 

Anonymous said: Remember that time you made Emma climax just from playing with her breasts? You should be proud.

[He is.]

Anonymous said: Henry, if you could only give or receive oral sex for the rest of your life, what would you pick?

[The former. Anything to make Emma happy.]

Anonymous said: Hyde, doesn't it bother you to eat Emma out? You're essentially kneeling before her and treating her far better than she ever has treated you. I would find that humiliating.

[It doesn’t bother him; he knows she hates how much she likes it, and that’s part of the fun for him. It’s also the most efficient way of making sure he doesn’t go in dry.]

Anonymous said: What is your favorite place to be kissed? (besides dick obviously)

[Balls.]

Anonymous said: Emma says your penis is the worst thing she has ever tasted. She's telling all her friends.