Christopher Tietjens looked down at the beautiful young woman who now lay in his bed. This young woman who was offering her body in all its naked splender to him. After years of yearning for her, dreaming of her. After all that time Christopher could finaly claim her as his own.

Tietjens had fallen in love with young Miss Valentine Wannop the very day they had met. On that day, he had prevented the young suffragette from being arrested . She had charmed him that day. What had started as a friendship between the two , had blossomed into a unaquired love. It was a love that had survived several hardships through out several years, such as a World War, their social standings, and Christopher's loveless marriage to socialite Sylvia Satterthwaite .

Despite all of this, Miss Wannop had waited patiently for him, vowing on her heart to never love another. Finally after years of being apart, they were at last able to be together. Several months ago ,the young woman had agreed to become Tietjent's mistress.

Earlier this evening, Christopher had hosted a small get together for several of his military friends. Miss Wannop had been in attendance. She had slipped easily into the role of hostess. Greeting them at the door, warmly as they waited for their host. Christopher had watched with pride , as the young lady tended to his guests , making sure that they were in no want. The highlight of the evening for both had been when he had asked Miss Wannop to dance, a invitation the young miss Wannop had readily accepted. Never had there been a happier couple in the whole of England.

Later that evening after their guests had departed , Christopher had taken her by the hand, quietly lead her to his bedchamber. Once the door was closed behind them,Christopher had taken her in his arms and had begun to kiss her slender throat. He looked searchingly in his young soon to be lover's eyes and breathlessly whispered " May I undress you?"

Christopher could feel her tremble slightly as she nodded. He gently cupped her face in his hands and kissed her lips . He then began to undress her. As he took off each of her garments, he would kiss and caress the newly soft exposed skin. Once he had removed her clothing , he scooped her up in his arms and held her bare body close. Christopher kissed her as he then carried her to his bed.

Christopher then laid her down among the soft pillows. The young man soon removed his own clothing . He then went to lay with her. He kissed her throat as well as her bare shoulders, and made his way down to her he kissed them, his tongue took care to caress each nipple.

Christopher gently squeezed each of her breasts , marveling in the softness of them under his he did so,this caused his young woman to sigh his name in delight. Christopher then paused and leaned back to gaze contently down at her. He smiled down at her lovingly as he touched her cheek with his fingers.

"I love you my dear Miss Wannop." As he said this, the young woman reached up and began to run her fingers through her lover's blond curls. Christopher sighed contently as she did this. He then gathered her in his arms and sat them both up. He then whispered in her ear." May I make you mine .?"

Their eyes met and mated as the young woman nodded. She then felt her lover's maleness enter her body firmly yet lovingly. He then began to make love to her . As she felt him enter her that first time , a small cry escaped her lips. As he heard this , Christopher paused and looked at Valentine in concern.

He then voiced this concern in a breathless whisper " Have I hurt you dearest? Shall I stop? I never want to hurt you...I " Valentine smiled at him as she touched his cheek softly and also reasuringly " No , Christopher, I know you could and would never hurt me . Please continue ,,,, For I love you so much that I can barely breath."

She then drew her lover back towards her and kissed him. Christopher leaned them both against the pillow, and he draped his body over hers. He kissed her lips and continued to make love to her. His hands, lips and fingers explore her most private and intimate body they both reached their climaxes, crying out each others name at this pleasure.

Soon after they lay in each others arms under the blanket Christopher had placed over them. As she lay there,the young woman soon fell in to slumber in his arms with her head resting on his bare chest. Christopher watched her sleep as he ran his fingers up and down her bare he did so, Tietjens smiled to himself . He knew this was where they both wanted to be. He was now what he wanted to be . He also knew this was what miss Wannop wanted to be. That something was a gentleman and his mistress who had finally found happiness at parade's end.

ok what do you all think? this is for all my fellow Benedict Cumberbatch fans... As you know I watched parade's end and fell in love with it... I love Christopher and his mistress Miss Wannop. this is about the love scene at the end of the film... I don't know about you all but I wanted more of that scene. again I hope you all like... please read and review...