Author's Note: Alright, this is something I started at midnight and something told me it was alright and that I ought to continue it. So, here is my first Cobert fic. I would love reviews and such, but only if you want to. I mean, I'm not going to force you to write me a review, but Isis agrees with me that you should.

CHAPTER ONE

Cora looked at Robert in utter adoration. To her, he was an angel, a gift from God, he was wonderful, he was perfect. But, of course, he could never know that she thought of him like that. They had been married to one another for close to 10 months, and she knew that since he didn't love her by now, he never would. She loved him more than anything in the world and still, nothing. He was her world. She had left America to come and live in England with him right before their marriage. They hadn't even spent an entire night together. When he would come to her at night, he would be gone soon after their 'love-making' was over. She wasn't even sure it could be called love-making, it didn't feel like it was even love. She knew it wasn't. He could never love her, and she so desperately wanted him to.

Cora went to bed that night, and it wasn't long after she had fallen asleep when she felt someone tap her shoulder. She opened her eyes to see Robert standing above her. "Sorry for waking you," he said, sounding quite sincere. "I was just wondering if you and I could talk for a bit."

"Of course we can," she said, sitting up. No doubt it was something about why they hadn't yet conceived. She didn't want to have a conversation about this matter, his mother brought it up enough and she was sick and tired of it. It was extremely insulting. "What is it? Please tell me that it is not about conceiving."

"It isn't, I promise," he replied, smiling lightly at her. "Cora, I've realized something lately and honestly, I need to talk to you about it. I can not talk to any one else about it."

"Alright," she said, completely unsure as to what the conversation could be about now.

"Cora, I really think that I've fallen in love," he said. "I can't stop thinking about you, I want to be with you all the time and I know you loved me when we got married, and if you don't love me now, I'm really sorry. Cora, I've probably loved you this entire time, but I was too stupid to realize that I was in love and now I think I've lost you and I don't know how I'll survive now. I need you in my life, my darling." Tears began to form in Robert's eyes and he dropped his head into his hands to try and keep it a secret from her. Cora looked at him in awe, before tears began to form in her own eyes. She was smiling through her tears.

"Oh, Robert," she gasped, touching his hand lightly. She lifted his chin gently and pressed her lips to his. She kissed him softly for a moment, enjoying the feel of him kissing her back with love. Finally, she thought. I have never been happier to be wrong about something in my entire life. When Robert broke the kiss, he was looking into her eyes. "I love you so much, Robert. So, so very much."

"But, Cora, darling, I treated you terribly. I let my mother insult you all this time, and I ignored you and treated you like almost nothing. You're wonderful and I should have realized I love you a very long time ago," he said. "You're the most beautiful woman that I have ever met in my entire life." Cora smiled at Robert, lovingly.

"You really are silly sometimes. I could never ever stop loving you. You really are so handsome, wonderful and," she paused, turning red. "You are perfect, Robert. Honestly, I love you, you beautiful perfect being. I never thought I would hear you say that you love me."

"Well, I do," he said, closing the gap between them and kissing her passionately. It was better than their wedding kiss. Cora smiled against his lips and opened her mouth slightly, not expecting what she received. Robert slipped his tongue through her lips, brushing against her teeth. At this point, Cora was glad to be sitting down, otherwise her knees would have failed her. She moved her tongue in her mouth, making it meet his, making Robert pull back slightly. Cora looked fearfully at him. She was worried that she had messed it up for good now. What if that wasn't what he wanted. Tears formed in her eyes again and she turned her head, until Robert reached under the bedsheets, touching her leg softly. "Cora, darling, what's wrong? Am I that bad at kissing?"

"No, you're still perfect, but you stopped as soon as I reacted. I messed it up, again. I can't get anything right it seems, not even a simple kiss," she said, her body shaking with sobs. Robert moved closer to her and kissed her cheek.

"Darling, I had to pull back otherwise I would've done something that I believe I need permission to do. Cora, my love, I want you and I to finally do what we should have done quite a while ago," he said. "I want to properly make love with you and had we kept kissing like that, I wouldn't have been able to stop to ask you for your permission. I don't want to mess this up and hurt you or seemingly make you do something that you don't want to."

Cora turned her head to look at him, smiling. Robert smiled back, reaching up and drying the tears that were running down his wife's cheeks. Tonight, she officially became his. She technically already was his, but now, he was her's and she was his. Cora nodded her head. "Take this as permission for your entire life. Whenever you want love, I will give it to you," she said. "I will always be here to give you love, as long as you want me to be be here."

"Why would I even deny wanting your love all the time," he said, smiling before getting off the bed.

Cora looked up at him. "Where are you going Robert, don't go," she whispered. "Please, stay, I love you." Robert looked at her, removing his dressing gown and throwing it over the foot board.

"You want it all off?" he asked, gesturing to his pyjamas. Cora smiled and nodded eagerly. Robert chuckled lightly at her reaction. He reached to undo the buttons on his shirt before Cora held up her hand to stop him. She got off the bed and began undoing his buttons herself. She licked her lips discreetly once they were all undone, before pushing the shirt off his shoulders. Robert let his shirt fall to the floor, not bothering to catch it at all. Cora then dropped down to her knees to get his pyjama pants off. She simply tugged at the waist and they fell to the floor. She was shocked that he was not wearing anything at all underneath.

At this point, Robert realized they were not evenly matched in the way of clothing. He took her hands in his, pulling her back onto her feet. "Will it come off over your head simply?" he asked, eyes full of lust. Cora nodded lightly, staring into his eyes. Robert raised his eyebrows for a moment before getting onto his knees, taking the hem of her nightgown in his hands, bringing it up with him as he got back onto his feet. He pulled it all the way up over her head and tossed it aside. He stepped out of his pyjama pants and stared at his wife. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life, and she deserved to be thoroughly ravished, and that was precisely what he planned to do to her on that very night.