This is an M-rated chapter. There is talk about sex and heavy petting. If you do not feel comfortable with sexual topics, please do not continue.

It was fun to write this. Honestly. 8D After reading too much bad epithets for penis on fanficrants and the clamour that there are far too few fics with happy sex, I knew I had to write some humurous sex one day. This isn't full-blown sex, though, only petting. But they have fun anyway 8D Also, this happens a few years into their marriage, maybe two or three, when Geoffrey and Elincia are completely comfortable in bed and with each other. (So that Geoffrey´s playfulness can come out. Because I do think after he gets over his initial shyness and embarrassement, he would be quite passionate and playful.)

Also, I would love to hear your thoughts about my ability to write sexual scenes. I don't have too much confidence in my skill in this area, so I appreciate comments. Writing sex is damn hard XD

Elincia felt the darkness called sleep slipping away. Her eyes fluttered open. She was greeted by the white of the pillows and the blanket. With a little sigh she huddled deeper into the soft bed and closed her eyes again; it was all warm and cosy and nice. She pulled the blanket halfway over her head and her knees up to her chest. It was obviously way too early to rise.

Blindly, she patted for her husband. But his side of the bed was empty. She frowned slightly. He was such a nice heat source. Well, he certainly would be back in a few minutes. Elincia sighed happily and sank into a light doze.

She heard low rustling and then the crackling of fire. Someone had lit the fire place. Finally it would grow warmer; the room was way too cold and it wasn't even winter yet.

Maybe a minute after that she heard the sound of bare feet slapping against the stone floor. Then she felt the mattress give way and someone pulled at her blanket. She slid over and lazily laid her arm over his waist.

With a smile, she cracked her eyes open; she stared directly in Geoffrey´s blue ones. He looked as sleepy as she felt.

"Good morning," he mumbled and leaned over to kiss her nose.

"Hmm." She sneaked her arm completely around him and snuggled close. She was slightly surprised to find out that they were both naked. Then the memories of last night came back to her and her confusion was dispelled. A smile crept on her face and she pressed a light kiss on Geoffrey´s throat. She kissed a little path upwards to his chin and down again to his collarbone.

His hands began to wander over her back. "So early?" he asked. Elincia could almost hear his smile. She gently twirled his nipples with her thumbs; he squirmed and she heard the groan he tried to suppress - he was so delightfully sensitive there.

"Oh yes." Suddenly she felt one of his rough hands on her shoulder and he pushed her on her back with a deep, sexy growl. He was not completely lying on her - he propped himself on his elbows so that he didn't crush her - but their skin was touching at the right places. Elincia grinned up at him and grabbed his ass - one of her favourite parts of him.

They kissed for while, exchanged teasing touches and basked in their warm closeness. Then Elincia noticed his erection pressing against her inner thigh. She leaned upwards and whispered in his ear: "It seems your lance is ready for action." She gave his erection a tiny nudge.

He had been kissing her neck before; he froze when he heard her whispered words. He pulled back to look at her. Elincia was confused by his strange expression; did she say something very stupid?

"My... lance?" Elincia blinked slowly. The corners of his mouth twitched. "My..." He bit his upper lip and lowered his head slightly. His shoulders shook. Elincia just wanted to ask what was wrong, when she heard low snickering. "My lance." He rested his forehead on her chest; she felt his giggly shaking and was immediately infected and broke out in giggles as well.

Geoffrey glanced up at Elincia from his position. "Where did you get that from?" He pressed a butterfly kiss to the underside of her left breast - one of her most sensitive spots. Elincia giggled and pulled his head up again to nibble at his bottom lip.

"I have my sources."

"And I don't want to know them?" he asked against her skin, once again kissing a little train from the side of her neck down to her shoulder.

"Yes, you don't." She threw her arms around his neck to play with his hair.

"Alright, then." His mouth wandered over her arm to her delicate fingers. "What shall I do with my... lance?" She felt his smile against her palm.

"Well, I would say you will impale me on your lance." At that he looked at her with a mock frown.

"But that sounds so painful." He dipped down, and licked and pinched the underside of her breasts with his mouth. She squeaked in delight. "I could never do that to you."

"Then I will be the sheath to your sword."

He snorted and broke down with laughter again. Elincia joined him. "How- how do you come up with- with that?" he asked breathlessly between his snickering. She gazed down at him; mirth was dancing in her eyes. Geoffrey looked quite happy with his head lying between her breasts.

"As I said; I have my sources." Geoffrey shook his head, tickling her skin with his hair.

"You're unbelievable." He pulled himself upright again and looked her deep in the eyes. "Who would've known that the Queen of Crimea is so..." He twirled a strand of dark green hair between two fingers and breathed the last word against her lips, "naughty."

"Oh, don't act all innocent!" she retorted mirthfully. "I know that you soldiers are much worse than us noble ladies. You are all uncouth and vulgar." She drew little circles on his skin with her index finger and looked up at him through batted eyelashes. Geoffrey grinned at her roguishly. "Admit it." Their lips were only millimetres apart.

"Mm... Maybe." He tilted his head, rubbing his nose against her cheek.

"Tell me," she breathed into his ear. She saw a shiver running down his spine.

"Very well." He straightened slightly to look her in the eye again; there was a cat-like smile on his face. "Then..." He used his hands to caress her face and push her hair away, "let me draw my battle axe so that I can teach you a lesson."

Elincia tried to keep a straight face and look at Geoffrey in a serious and sexy way, but the giggles were too strong.

"But you always told me that you are bad with axes." Geoffrey threw her a mock-stern look.

"Only because you don't let me practice enough." He poked her side, enticing another giggle from her.

"I would if you would ask me." A predatory glint hushed over Geoffrey´s eyes.

"You will regret that," he whispered and pulled back, disappearing under the blanket. Elincia propped herself up on her elbows, grinning. She felt his hands wander over her thighs.

"Don't tell me that is the only phrase you know." She startled - in a good way - when she suddenly felt his hot lips on her inner thighs. She lifted the blanket slightly; he glanced up at her with a boyish and roguish smile. Before he spoke, he lowered his eyes again and let his rough hands skim over the sensitive underside of her thighs. Elincia´s heartbeat sped up and her whole body tingled.

"Do I have to get my truncheon or will you finally be good?" Elincia broke out into another giggle fit; Geoffrey made everything worse by running his hands over her ticklish spots.

"Geoffrey."

"My little soldier will conquer you." Giggling, she clutched his hair when his mouth wandered upwards. "I will use my sceptre of Crimea to show you who the king is." Snorting with laughter, she tugged gently and he complied, coming out of his hiding place to press a kiss to her lips. Elincia put one arm around his neck, the other wandered downwards.

"I wield the sceptre of Crimea." To prove her point she curled her fingers around his erection. "You just... keep it safe." Geoffrey smiled down at her.

"I see. Maybe you want to ride my stallion later as well?"

"Most definitely." With an impish grin, she threw Geoffrey on his back and mounted him. Enough talking, more action.