Tehr felt very... comfortable with this woman.  He wasn't sure why, but something about her spoke of confidence and drive.  He felt that this woman might make a very valuable ally, and certainly he wouldn't mind fucking her again.   He pulled away from her and sat back, resting on the floor right where he was and watching her.  Maybe it was because there was really no way their houses could join offically.  Since she couldn't bear him children, it would be impossible for them to marry.  Such things simply weren't done.  While lovers and mistresses could be of any shape or form, marriage was about social contract, ensuring your house line, and advancing your status, not about love.   Maybe if his brother had survived... but no, as the only male heir left in the house Wynt, when he did marry, it would have to be for power and for the future.<br/><br/>He spoke to her,  "Emily, I hope you found that as enjoyable as I did, and would consent to doing so again.  I would very much like for our... friendship... to be one of long last and mutual gain for both of us."  He wanted to say more, to lay out possible plans for the future, but it may be too early for that just yet.   He didn't know if she was going to get dressed, but he wouldn't be the first to reach for his clothing.  "I think that you and I could be... good friends."  He said with a smile, sitting with his back leaning against a couch, his cock slick and wet softening in his lap.