After that, dinner had finished much smoother than it had started. The food was good enough, but Fred couldn't focus so much on the things that he was putting into his mouth. His thoughts were lingering on tonight. He knew it was bad, especially to be thinking about this while her parents were around, but he couldn't help it. Fred would be the first to admit that he hadn't always been so lucky when it came to girls. They never took him seriously. He was just the prank kid with the twin brother who humiliated kids whenever he felt like it. They didn't see any point to actually dating him; only becoming his friend with the motivation of never ending up on the bad side of his pranks. Emerald was the first attractive girl to ever look past that. Plus, Fred had serious needs. There was only so much that could be achieved with lotion. And Emerald was right there…and so willing! He didn't care if her parents were right down the hall; Fred was not sleeping in his bed.

He was eager to get back to his room during the after dinner conversation. They had taken themselves to the front sitting room where a roaring fire was waiting for them. A tea tray was also waiting for them with a fresh pot steaming in the center. Emerald and Fred sat on the couch, but kept their distance. It wasn't really ideal to cuddle up in front of the parents. In the middle of the conversation, Emerald had slipped him a small note that he only got a quick opportunity to look at.

'Come to my room later tonight, we'll do some reading.' His face instantly turned bright red as he tucked the note into his back pocket. She kept her smile subtle, but the glint in her eyes was clear to him. When they had all decided to go to bed, Fred went straight to his room and literally threw off his clothing. He changed into his pajamas and waited eagerly for her parents to go to bed. Once he heard the lights click off, he gave them at least fifteen minutes before quietly sneaking out of his room and down three doors to lightly knock on Emerald's door. It was instantly opened, as if she had been waiting for him. He was quickly pulled inside and the door was instantly shut behind him. Fred quickly turned and let out a shaky sigh when he got a good look at her. She had taken her contacts out and pulled her hair into a bouncing ponytail. Her feet were bare with her legs covered by a pair of pink and black checkered pajama pants. The thing that really had Fred drooling was the tee shirt she wore. It was tight…and she wasn't wearing a bra…

She smiled at him widely before taking his hand and leading him over to the bed. She curled up on her bed and instantly reached for her book, but Fred stopped her with a kiss. Emerald giggled, shaking her head as he held onto her tightly.

"…Can't…breath…" She muttered against his lips. He pulled back, but kept his forehead pressed against hers. "What's gotten into you?" She asked with a raised eyebrow, her hand going once again for her book. Fred sighed, leaning back against the piles of pillows on her bed.

"…It's just…I haven't really…" Emerald raised an eyebrow.

"You haven't what?" She asked. Fred bit his lower lip, nervously glancing away from her.

"I've never really…been with a girl." He said, peeking back over to her. Emerald's reaction was not one that Fred had expected.

"I've never been with a boy." She stated plainly. "So I guess we're on pretty fair playing grounds." Fred smirked.

"That's a relief."

"Does it matter?"

"I don't know what I'm doing." He muttered. Emerald took his hand and arranged him in a way so that she could lean against his chest with his arm around her shoulders.

"Let's just read and…we'll take it from there." She said, gently kissing his cheek. Fred nodded and watched her open the book to where they had left off.

"Where were we?" He asked, nestling against her body. Emerald flipped a few pages before her face was forced into a grimace.

"Oh…we're almost done…" She muttered.

"We've still got 'Hamlet' to finish." He whispered excitedly. Emerald smiled as she settled on one of the last pages.

"Good madam, hear me speak,

And let no quarrel nor no brawl to come

Taint the condition of this present hour,

Which I have wonder'd at. In hope it shall not,

Most freely I confess, myself and Toby

Set this device against Malvolio here,

Upon some stubborn and uncourteous parts

We had conceived against him; Maria writ

The letter at Sir Toby's great importance;

In recompense whereof he hath married her.

How with a sportful malice it was follow'd

May rather pluck on laughter than revenge;

If that the injuries be justly weigh'd

That have on both sides pass'd."Fred furrowed his brows together as Emerald slowly turned the page and opened her mouth to read.

"What?" He asked before she could speak. She shook her head with a little giggle.

"Fabian just confessed that he, Toby, Anthony, and Maria just tricked Malvolio into thinking that Maria liked him." It took a moment before he quickly nodded.

"Oh, got it." He muttered. Emerald smirked as she leaned her head back on his shoulder. Fred had been having some trouble understanding Shakespeare's words, but at least he was asking questions and wanted to understand. She was pretty sure that he had become addicted to Shakespeare, even though he couldn't understand what he was saying.

"Olivia: Alas, poor fool, how have they baffled thee!

Clown: Why, 'some are born great, some achieve greatness,

And some have greatness thrown upon them.' I was

One, sir, in this interlude; one Sir Topas, sir; but

That's all one. 'By the Lord, fool, I am not mad.'

But do you remember? 'Madam, why laugh you at such

A barren rascal? An you smiled not, he's gagged.'

And thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges.

Malvolio: I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you."Fred leaned his face into the crook of Emerald's neck, gently kissing her skin. His breath tickled her, making her giggle as she flipped to the last page.

"Stop that." She whispered.

"Make me." He shot back, pulling her closer and kissing up her neck to under her ear.

"Do you want me to finish this or not?" She asked, trying her best to shrug away his constant advances.

"Can't I just guess how it ends?" Emerald quickly shook her head.

"No, you have to listen." She scooted away from him, propping the book up with a few pillows and looking between her pages. Fred pursed his lips together.

"You're no fun." Emerald smirked.

"I will be if you let me finish my book." She said, glancing up at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes. Fred instantly sat up straight, crossing his hands in his lap.

"Please, continue." Emerald laughed.

"Duke Orsino: Pursue him and entreat him to a peace:

He hath not told us of the captain yet:

When that is known and golden time convents,

A solemn combination shall be made

Of our dear souls. Meantime, sweet sister,

We will not part from hence. Cesario, come;

For so you shall be, while you are a man;

But when in other habits you are seen,

Orsino's mistress and his fancy's queen."Emerald shut the book with a dreamy look on her face, leaning against the cover and waiting for Fred to say something.

"What did you think?" She finally asked, watching the thoughts play out on his face.

"It was…interesting…" He muttered. Emerald raised an eyebrow with a little smirk.

"Just interesting?" She asked. "What did you think or Orsino? Of Viola? You must have some opinions." Fred glanced up at her with a wide smirk.

"You remind me of Viola." He said sweetly, the look on his face making Emerald blush.

"You remind me of Malvolio." She said. Fred's jaw dropped.

"What?"

"You heard me."

"But he's a whiny, horny, brown noser!" He exclaimed. Emerald thought about it for a moment.

"Well, except for the brown noser part, I'd say that it's a pretty good description of you." Emerald giggled as Fred jumped from his spot and tackled her to the bed, letting the book slip quietly to the floor. He held her hands above her head, pressing his lips against her cheek and slowly kissing back to her ear.

"I am not whiny either." Emerald quirked an eyebrow.

"So you're just horny?"

"Basically…"

Emerald quietly laughed as he let go of her wrists only to slowly run his hands down her body in the most torturous of ways. Emerald wrapped her arms around him, nuzzling her face against his neck and stretching her head up to gently bite his earlobe.

"How quiet can you be?" He asked before eagerly pressing his lips against hers. Emerald whimpered, squirming underneath the weight of his body.

"I don't have to make a sound…but is that how you really want it to be?" He pulled back, resting on his elbows and running a hand through her hair. She instinctively pushed her head up to press harder against his hand. It was all Fred could do to not lean down and kiss her.

"I'll have you any way that you're willing to give yourself to me." He said before dipping his head down to lightly kiss her, pulling back almost as quickly as he had dipped down. She smiled widely as she took his face in both of her hands, pulling him down to her.

"Then I'll be quiet."