You were sitting on your boyfriend's (Wriothesley) lap while he was doing his work, sorting out some papers while drinking some wine.

Then you felt thirsty so you try to get up and get some drink from the kitchen. Wriothesley seemed to know what you needed, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you back on his lap.

He then took your chin lifted it up, gave you a kiss letting the wine flow into your mouth. "Now sit." He said, more of a demand than suggestion.