Who: Lady Greymore<br/>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br/>With: Henry Stuart<br/>When: day 1, before dinner<br/><br/>His weight on her felt glorious and she knew that she was ready for all of him, but Vivienne wouldn't rush things. She leaned her head to the side a little and moved her hair out of his way while he kissed her neck. She moaned softly as his hand gripped her hair while his hips were thrusting in and out of her.<br/><br/>Her lips met his and Vivienne slid her tongue between his lips, rubbing it against his. Her legs wrapping around Hank's waist and hips moving in time with his. Her hands slid from his hips to his back and her fingernails traced small circles against his skin.