He moved, much faster than she was used to, already plunging into her by the time she realized what Cassidy had said. She was so conflicted. Her body wanted him, and he was certainly providing. She moaned and tried to speak, but it was hopeless. Even without the power behind Cassidy's command, it was Alfred.<em>Her</em>Alfred. She could no sinner throw him off of her than she could bring an end to her own life. As his hand massages her breast, she gasped and pushed against him, anguish and pleasure merging.<br/><br/>"Alfred...you...you don't have to listen to her..."  She had listened to Cassidy once, and it had changed her life forever. Alfred was even more vulnerable, especially now. Dear Christ, what had she done?!<br/><br/>His body pressed close to hers and she cried out again as her arousal was renewed. Forcing herself, she turned towards the chair, eyes pleading silently.<em>"Cassidy..."</em>