By familiarity, she let her head fall to the side to allow his fingertips to trail over her skin as usual. His touch, so gentle - at least for the moment - warmed her from the inside out and she drew a deep breath to calm her nerves. "Do enter. Upstairs, please, my- Henry."
She led him upstairs, glancing over her shoulder once to make sure he was still there, a sly smile on her face. Once in the bedroom she'd originally found herself in, she reached out and grasped his jacket and pulled him close. "Our arrangement, my Lord. Here, and now," she purred, and followed it with a kiss, nipping at his neck. "Should be rather pleasurable for us both."