Leonis

“Thank you.” She murmured, sending him a soft smile, “Not many men would say the same about that. A woman’s worth is all too often determined by how many times she’s opened her legs.”

Eleanor shrugged, raising her brow, “I’m not one to assume about anything, much less someone’s... bedroom experiences. Do you think I’ve got a long list myself?”

“Is that so?” She hummed, kissing his jaw with a smile, “Then I suppose I should consider myself very lucky, Mr. Jarvis.”

She smiled against his lips, pulling his hair through her fingers. “I’m sure many wouldn’t think you are like this in this situation, darling.”

“Not even if I promise to be less cruel?” She murmured, catching his lips with hers to nip at his lower lip. 

“Just like you do.” She watched him with a smile, pressing little kisses over his face, “So no complaining.”

“Then perhaps you should have taken control of the situation then, darling.” Eleanor murmured with a smirk, looking down at him victoriously with a spark in her eyes.

“Ah, but I never claimed to be.” She chuckled, biting down a little before pulling back to look at him coming apart underneath her, “You, on the other hand, always look put together, apart from now.”

“Unfortunately you’ve lost a little of your ‘not a hair out of place’ image.” She smirked, her lips trailing down his neck as she kissed any skin she could reach, nipping a little here and there.

Eleanor hummed, tugging his hair slightly as she pushed him back down, her free hand coming to push his shoulder as she kissed him, “Like any good butler?” She teased softly. 

“I’m just not used to it.” She breathed, her eyes fluttering closed as she relaxed under his hands. Leaning in to kiss him sweetly, she ran her fingers gently through his hair.

“You remember correctly.” She said, catching him in a soft kiss, “I didn’t expect you too.” She hummed as she pulled pack to look at him with a slight change to her gaze, it softening visibly.

“I look forward to it.” She hummed, something akin to a mew escaping her at the nip, her back arching in reaction. “Bit violent there, darling.” She chastised playfully, “looking to leave a mark?”

“I don’t know whether to be glad about that or slightly disappointed.” She laughed softly, her head tilting to allow him better access as she ground down against him.

“Wouldn’t you like to know.” She chuckled in reply before she was pulled down to him, a soft sound leaving her lips as the fingers of one of her hands curled in his short hair, the other cupping his cheek and brushing across his sharp cheekbones.