Who: Lord Archibald Greymore<br/>Where: Greymore's guest suite<br/>With: Lady Vivienne Greymore<br/>When: day 1, before dinner<br/><br/>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e2/Vintage_Archibald.jpg)<br/><br/>“Oh you shall remain my wife..I will deem it the torture you will bare.” He smiled as he bucked his hips a little more with her movements, but I sense things...and why I do not as of yet know.”<br/><br/>Archie kissed Vivienne hard on the lips as he worked his hips harder, then released his hold on her. “It's the darker desires you have that disgust me as erotic as they may be.” Archie's eyes narrowed. He wasn't even close to finding his end, perhaps there had been too much talk, perhaps he truly was ill. He loved Vivienne, but he loved a lot things, though she was not a thing.<br/><br/>He closed his eyes as he moved to grab her hips, stopping her, as he shook his head. “I desire dark things as well, but I do not desire my own sex--” The fire in his eyes had shifted, it was raging now. “If I had known, I would have refused the betrothal. My father is not alive to force me to do..I did it because I saw you and I loved you, just as I said...” He was losing his words as he looked at Vivienne. “All I have done, I have done for you.”