Doing his evening checks, Joseph stood staring at the alarm system on the landing, when something caught his eye. Looking down the hallway, he saw Charlotte, Her Majesty's assistant stood at the Queens door holding a purple coloured box. He had seen that box before, just last night in fact, and many more nights before that. Seeing the light from the suite as the door opened, Joseph watched as Charlotte smiled and disappeared inside.
Looking back at the alarm box on the wall, he wondered what could Charlotte possibly be taking to their Queen. It was the same time every night, and Charlotte never stayed long, maybe two, three moments that was all. Hearing the door clicking closed, Joseph looked back up and watched as Charlotte made her way down the hallway before disappearing down the stairs.
With curiosity getting the better of him, he signed of the alarm checks and made his way over to the door. Knocking, he waited for an answer while racking his brains at what it may be. Seeing the door open, he watched and looked for his Queen.
"Joseph?"
"Your Majesty." He smiled, seeing her hiding behind the door. "I just wondered if there was anything you needed?" He asked, looking around the room when his eyes fell upon an item that wasn't there before.
"No.." Clarisse began to answer as he smirked back at her. Turning, she noticed what he had seen on her coffee table. "Alright," She smiled while looking back at him "You have caught me, you may aswell come in." She said and started walking over to the couch.
Stepping in, he closed the door and turned to face her. "I love your choice of pyjamas." He smirked, watching as Clarisse looked down at herself.
"Yep!" She exclaimed while looking back up at him "I have defiantly been caught red handed!" She smiled over at him. "Relaxing in my winnie the pooh pyjama's while eating cookie dough ice cream is how I like to spend my evenings,"
"We've been together how long? And I never knew this." He smirked while walking over, putting his hands on her sides as they looked into each others eyes. "I didn't even know that you had winnie the pooh pyjamas." He smiled.
"What can I say, it's my guilty pleasure." She smiled, biting her bottom lip as he stepped closer and wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close.
"And here I was thinking that I was your guilty pleasure?" He whispered in her ear, a breath catching in her throat.
"Oh, you are too." She smiled "You are my main guilty pleasure."
"Good, because you are mine." He smiled and dipped her to the side while nuzzling her neck, making her laugh out in surprise.