A/N: I already have a few things written for this. Not sure what my schedule for updating will be yet, but here is a taste. :) I hope you all enjoy this Anne/Charles story. I do not own the characters here, just my little plot line.
The door closed softly behind him as he took her in. He was always taken back by her beauty. He bowed gracefully and she nodded. "Your majesty" "Charles" she smiled seductively. Images from their last encounter flooded his mind.
He couldn't stop himself from being near her. Charles grabbed her upper arms and pulled her to him, crashing his lips to hers. Anne responded immediately, kissing him as if the last three days without him had actually been a month. Charles groaned as she bit his lower lip. His hands began lifting her dress and she threw her head back as he grazed her neck with his teeth.
Before she could get lost in Charles, Anne remembered why she'd sent for him in the first place. "Charles" she whispered. "I've missed you so" he moaned in her ear. "We must stop" "Why?" She took a step back, catching her breath.
Charles tried to move towards her, but Anne put her hand up. She looked into his eyes, willing him to listen. "Tell me, Anne. Please" he took a step forward and grasped her hands. Anne swallowed hard. "He knows".