This will probably be the last of these short scenes for a while. I hate to leave a longer fic unfinished and so I will be focusing on finishing my other before I come back to this. That being said, I do have some half scenes already written, so if I get inspired, I may just make myself a liar.
I hope you like it!
Just you being in this room is enough to make it nice.
Come here.
John pulled Anna in and kissed her deeply. Anna felt her knees grow weak as he turned them around to sit on the ragged settee Mrs. Bowe had left in the cottage. John's kisses had always left her weak kneed and lightheaded, but never more so than in the past week, since they had finally been reunited after such a long separation.
Anna grabbed the lapels on his jacket as they dropped down onto the settee. Neither expected the legs to break off under their weight and they were reduced to breathless giggles as the bottom of the settee bounced hard off of the floor.
John leaned over and grinned at her. "You're beautiful, you know that?"
"Charmer." Anna teased softly. She had known lots of things about John Bates when she married him, but she hadn't known this side of him. The side that would grab her up and kiss her then continue the seduction on a broken settee. Before their marriage, his kisses were always measured; he took great care to not let things between them get out of control. After their marriage was a totally different story and Anna loved it. She never felt as wonderful and cherished as she did under John's attentive gaze.
Anna was broken from her musings by John's lips on her face. "I mean it Anna." His lips grazed her skin as he spoke. "You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. It amazes me every day that you're here with me; that you love me."
Anna rolled her head back to allow him better access to her neck. They had not been like this in so long and it felt amazing. As much as they had laughed at Lord Grantham's suggestion that John, "stay in bed," and "read books" the truth of the matter was that his first week back, John had been exhausted. Once the excitement of being back at Downton had warn off, it was all he could do some days to stay awake. But now, he was back to work and they had their cottage, however a shambles it might currently have been in. Anna planned to take full advantage of having her husband back.
John was mumbling something incomprehensible against her neck. "John," Anna breathed.
John pulled back from her and looked into her face with a slightly guilty expression. "Is this too fast? I'm sorry love, I just got caught up."
Anna sighed a disbelieving sigh and pulled her to him, kissing him with as much passion as she felt in her body. "This is a year in the making, it couldn't happen quickly enough."
John still wasn't convinced. "Are you sure, because we can wait until we've moved in properly..."
Anna leaned up, pushing him solidly on the chest until he was back against the back of the settee. She pulled her skirt up over her knees and straddled his lap in one fluid movement. "Mr. Bates, please stop talking."
"Yes Mrs. Bates." He murmured before her lips claimed his again.