A/N: Some of this content may be a bit suggestive, so please consider before reading.
Col. Tavington opened the door to his quarters and stepped wearily inside, removing his jacket, vest, and cravat, and slumped into one of the two large armchairs in the room.
"How did it go?"
Col. Tavington startled momentarily and then relaxed as he felt the warm, soft, smooth feel of Mary's hands on the side of his neck and closed his eyes as she slid them further down his open shirt in a seductive manner to rest on his muscular chest.
"You're tense..."
The colonel let out a low guttural moan and Mary laughed softly in his ear as she began to massage his chest and shoulders.
"Darling, what about the baby?" he managed to ask between sighs and stifled moans of pleasure as Mary slowed and intensified her massaging.
"Bordon came by earlier while you were having your discussion with Jae, and volunteered to watch Braden for a couple of hours." Mary replied, biting his ear.
Col. Tavington growled and grabbed his wife by the wrist, pulling her around to face him, his lips assaulting hers with an almost brutal and animalistic passion, and was rewarded with a soft moan from Mary.
"Love, the armchair might fit you, but it won't fit the both of us..."
Col. Tavington vaguely registered his wife's disguised request and picked her up, still kissing her and began to make his way toward the bed when suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Groaning in annoyance, the colonel reluctantly pulled away from Mary, setting her down and answered the door. It was Gen. O'Hara.
"Colonel, your horse got loose from the stables again and is picking fights with the other stallions. You need to go fetch him before he kills one."
Col. Tavington rolled his eyes.
"General, with respect, I am a bit.. occupied."
Gen. O'Hara raised an eyebrow and replied, "Well, you'll be even more occupied if Asmodeus kills one of the stallions out there. Good lord your horse is the devil incarnate! If he were mine, I would have shot him ages ago."
Col. Tavington scowled and replied, "Enough condescending talk of my horse. Now leave me be, and get one of the stable boys to deal with him."
"Colonel, you and I both know that the stable boys are deathly afraid of him-"
"Alright! I'll go rein my horse in!" the colonel burst suddenly. "Now leave!"
Gen. O'Hara glared snobbishly at Col. Tavington and then walked away. Col. Taviangton watched him leave until he had disappeared down the stairs before turning to put his boots back on.
Insolent fool! That man has the worst timing!