"And here I thought it was I who gave the orders, Commander." But still, she smiled, knowing that there was a blush on her cheeks. She slid a hand down to find his, lacing their fingers together, before she started to lead him towards her bedroom.

Her heart was beating quicker--with anticipation, excitement. There was no true turning back from this moment, but she found she did not want to. She trusted him, trusted in this.

Once within her bedroom, she closed the door, and gestured absently to the bed. It was made of dark wood, four-posted, a dark red canopy hanging above it, satin sheets on the mattress.

"And here you are. The first to ever make it this far."