Windsor Castle, Kingdom of England, February 1513
Husband and wife met in the gardens, lips meeting in a most unchaste kiss. After a short moment, Henry pulled away, cheeks flushed. Eleanor smirked brushing a small needle from the hedge off of her sleeve,”You are most gallant my lord King.”
The Queen of England heard a stifled giggle from where her ladies stood, a fair distance away for privacy, followed by a hiss of chastisement from Johanne, the lady’s mother,”Enough Carolijn!”
Her husband chuckled, embracing her while lovingly running his hands through her brown hair,”Apparently you are not the only one to think so.”
She grinned in turn, caressing her husband’s cheek. As he leaned in for another kiss, Eleanor gasped,”Take me here my love, right now.”
Henry winked, an expression that made Eleanor desire him more than she ever thought possible,”Well I suppose I must if you insist upon it.”
He pulled his shirt off, the red hairs on his body standing up at the chill, and Eleanor kissed him hard on the lips. She then jumped into Henry’s arms, legs wrapped around his hips as the two shared their unrestrained passion in the gardens.
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PS: I hope this didn't seem too smutty, but I wanted to show that Henry and Eleanor are very much in love during the early months of their marriage.