"I suppose I could do that for you," she agreed, smiling. "I am just that convincing after all."
She leaned up towards him when he stood up, arms looping arouns his neck loosely. When he kissed her, she made a pleased sound before kissing him back, fingers stroking the back of his neck. "I seriously hope you're not," she whispered back. "I'm always a sure thing."
Lettie spread her legs wider, not caring what parchments they were going to mess up in the first place. She laughed at his request and kissed him again as her fingers moved deftly, undoing the fastenings of his robe and wrapping her fingers around his cock as soon as she'd finished, stroking him slowly. "You're such a lazy git," she murmured with a grin, tugging at his lip with her teeth.