AN: This little smutlet (a word I stole, btw) represents my first smut piece! I'm actually quite happy w/ it, so I hope you enjoy!
AN2: Much love to Msynergy for doing a last minute read through for me as I was all panicky about it.
Disclaimer: Obviously, these lovely characters aren't mine. I just borrowed them for awhile to play. & hopefully, I provided them w/ a good time. ;)
A Walk in the Garden
By: SentientMist
It had started as a walk in the garden. Then she'd said something meant to be serious, he'd laughed and deemed her cute, and she had kissed him. She should have known it wouldn't stop at that.
It never did.
And now Will is pushing her back against the white latticework, his hands tangle in her hair as he trails kisses down her neck. When he nips lightly where her throat meets her shoulder, Helen gasps.
"Will."
It's enough like a plea that Will bunches her skirt up around her waist, pressing his fingers against her through the thin material of her panties. She sucks in a ragged breath, "Please."
Will pulls back slightly and kisses her deeply before sliding the already soaked garment off. Helen fumbles with the button of his jeans, finally freeing him; and moans as he enters her, wrapping her legs around his waist. It takes only moments for her to go limp between him and the gazebo wall, and seconds later Will finds his own release.
Breathless, Helen murmurs into his shoulder, "Remind me to bring you out to the garden more often."