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(A/N: This was meant to be a drabble that got a little longer than originally intended)

The Only Thing Worth Living For

As Elizabeth rolled over in bed; her tangled loose curls fell delicately on her rosy cheeks. Before her drowsiness could subside she felt the heavy pressure of her husband's body as he rolled himself on top of her. After a few short moments her eyes finally gave in to the bright sunshine that invaded their bedroom. Will stared down at her longingly. He smiled briefly before crashing his mouth onto her soft pink lips and sucked in her morning scent.

"I've been waiting all morning to do that." He said, barely managing to pull away from her mouth.

"Good morning to you too Mr. Turner!" Elizabeth replied, giggled into his shoulder as he peppered kisses down her face.

"Will you spend the day with me Mrs. Turner?" He asked pressing his forehead against hers, gazing lovingly into her big brown eyes that stared back to his delight.

"I would love nothing more." She smiled. "What do you have in mind?" Will pulled himself from off of her, grabbing her arms and rolling her onto him. Now it was her who stared down longingly at her husband.

"Well, I was thinking we could do what we did last night." He grinned.

Elizabeth sat up and straddled her husband's waist between her legs. The bed covers slid slowly down her nude body exposing her milky white skin. Will grew excited at the sight of her beauty. She could feel his manhood begin to rise from beneath her. As she leaned back down, her breasts grazed his bare chest; and he rested his hands on her hips.

"Sounds good to me" she whispered in his ear.

"And then maybe we can do it again." He said, entering her.

"And then?" She asked scratching at his broad shoulders as she was overcome in a surge of pleasure and pain.

"And then, and then…" He steadied his pace. "I don't think there is anything else I ever want to do again."

"Have I captivated you with my expertise than?" She teased giggling between hot breaths as the fire between her legs continued to burn.

"Aye, you have love" He finished their conversation with a passionate kiss that stung her lips for the rest of their love making session.

And as their bodies grew moist from the heat they shared, all they could taste was salt, a taste they would soon recognize as love. They kissed, licked, sucked and nibbled at each others bodies, feasting on the undying love they shared. With this love, they would never go poor, and never hungry, because they relied on one another for survival.

And as long as they had each other, they had the only thing worth living for.

FIN:

(Oh god it felt so good to write that! It felt so good to write! Write something that I actually felt like writing that is. Freshmen year in University is well underway and I am killing myself with work, so this was fun. My inspiration to write this came from two sources. 1.) November is National Writing Month, so it only felt right. 2.) I attended my high school commencement ceremony recently and caught up with a good friend. He encouraged me to keep doing what I love because once I neglect it, the drive will leave me and writing will become a part of my past. I don't want that, so thanks for the advice Steve.

…Sorry I'm rambling, it's just what I do best, but the semester ends in 1 month and 2 days (oh yeah!) In which time I hope to conclude Star-Crossed Lovers. I know I haven't updated in half a year, but I want to make sure I put my all into closing my first real story.

I hope you guys like this one though, please R&R.

P.S. the countdowns continue… 29 days until DMC on DVD and exactly 200 days till At World's End. (200 days? Déjà vu anyone? But time will go by faster then we expect)