Who: Lady Greymore<br/>Where: Henshaw grounds- the lake<br/>With: Henry Stuart<br/>When: Day 1, before dinner<br/><br/>Vivienne's breath caught in her throat as she heard him say that he wanted to taste her. Her husband hadn't even done that yet and oh, she would like to find out how it felt. She'd heard about it back in France from some of the maids that they'd had and it had always made her curious. Her lips parted for Hank's fingers and she could taste her own sweet nectar. It felt so taboo, yet she liked it. Vivienne's tongue flicked around those fingers gently and she sucked on them softly. It was something that she wanted to do to another part of Hank's anatomy.<br/><br/>"Do as you desire,<em>mon doux</em>." The only sound that would come out was a whisper, she was feeling slightly overwhelmed by all of this but Vivienne wouldn't stop it.<br/><br/>She smiled brightly as he said the he wanted to bed her in her own bed every night for the rest of his life. Vivienne knew that she would like it very much, but wasn't exactly sure how that'd get past Archie. "We can discuss that."<br/><br/>