Eh...I've always wanted to write a story where Will and Liz go skinny dipping XDDDDD This is also more mature and erotic, yet they dont even make love in this one, well, not yet. Partly because I wanted to wrap it up and post the damned thing before Karen kills me :PPP So the ending is kinda rushed...oh well, I hope all you fluff lovers appreciate it :D And by the way, no flames please, I kinda wrote this one for meh (sounds stingy) but im into this eroticness and there doesnt seem to be much around FF. So dont kill meh, just enjoy:P

Standard disclaimers apply

And... dun dun dun, thanks to Ashley (Araminta Ditch) for naming this chapter! You rock!

Midnight Rendezvous

Chapter One: A Swim under the stars

Elizabeth shifted from her side to her back in the large, king-sized bed that she, and her husband, shared. The moonlight shone quite bright through the open window, the curtains blowing slightly in the small breeze, very cool and inviting on Elizabeth's somewhat heated flesh. The sheets pooled idly at her waist, the aftermath of their love making still apparent, as parts of her body were still quite tender and sore. Well, perhaps sore wasn't the word…she rather loved the feeling actually.

Elizabeth's cheeks suddenly grew flushed as she willed all those thoughts to disappear, as there was no way she could release her desires if she kept thinking like that, because Will was sound asleep. Slipping from the bed and Will's firm but gently grasp, she pulled on her flowing white dressing gown and stepped out to the balcony, shaking her head at her thoughts.

In the short months that they were married, Elizabeth had come to adore their picturesque home over looking the pristine ocean and lakes of Rome. Yes, Rome, not Port Royal, for after those long years she was apart from her love, he came and found her in Canterbury, but was caught and sentenced to hang. Well, Will being Will, he found a way out of prison and they both escaped and wound up in Rome, where they were married, and have lived ever since.

Their home overlooked a row of trees encasing a small lake, where they frequented on those hot summer days. Beyond the trees was the ocean, and Elizabeth loved how it lulled her to sleep some nights. She often went down and sat by the beach in the day, when Will was at work. She would take off her shoes and rub her toes in the sand, loving the feel of the grains sticking to her skin. Then, she would run to the water and wash off and walk back to the house, where Will often awaited.

Elizabeth smiled to herself as she thought about him. To keep up with the payments for the house, Will had to work a ten-hour day, five days a week at the local blacksmith's. That left Elizabeth at home for the most part, or out at the markets. The great thing about living in Rome is that Elizabeth wasn't hassled for marrying beneath her; after all, nobody knew Elizabeth came from wealth. They were all supportive, and treated Will and Elizabeth like another regular couple, and that's the way Elizabeth liked it.

She sighed and looked out at the ocean, listening intently at the lapping of the waves against the shore. Her gaze wandered to the lake as it sparkled in the moonlight, suddenly enticing and almost enchanting. She folded her arms across her chest, if it hadn't been almost two in the morning she would have walked down to the lake and went for a swim. In fact, why was she up at almost two in the morning, in the first place? She was about to retreat indoors when she heard footsteps and then an arm touch her shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Will asked her in a hushed whisper. Why he was whispering, he had no idea. Their home was quite isolated, and he doubted many people were out and about at this hour. He had his loose sleeping trousers on, but no shirt, and Elizabeth leaned into the warmth his body radiated willingly, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Nothing, darling, I'm sorry I woke you," she felt his fingers brush her face lightly as he kissed her forehead. "I just couldn't sleep, I needed some air, that's all."

"I saw you looking at the lake, what are you thinking?" He asked with a lopsided grin, and she laughed.

"I think I might go swimming tomorrow…I mean today." She replied with a kiss to his adams apple. She felt him swallow and pull away slightly.

"Then let's go." His eyes revealed a mischievous glint, and Elizabeth tilted her head to the left, a puzzled look on her face.

"What? Now? Tis the middle of the night, Will!" She laughed and he shook his head.

"Where's your sense of adventure, my love? You say you want a swim, we are awake, why not?" He was already walking backwards, steadily pulling her along with him. She laughed and tried to protest, but it was no use.

"Oh, fine then! But so help me, Will Turner, if…" She was cut short when he silenced her by a kiss. Of course, this set her mind at ease straight away.

Will didn't bother to put his shirt on; after all, it was just down the path. Elizabeth stayed in her nightgown, firmly believing she was not going to enter the water when they got there. It was the middle of the night, for crying out loud!

Will chuckled as they made their way down to the lake they adored, the light shining down from the moon guiding their way. Elizabeth shivered only slightly, she didn't know why, it wasn't at all cold. It was probably because she was slightly paranoid that they were being watched. When they reached the waters edge, Will stopped and looked back at her, his eyes intense and seeking. He proceeded to step out of his trousers and Elizabeth almost shrieked.

"Will, what are you doing!" She tried to hinder his movements and he only laughed.

"You expect me to get my clothes wet? Come on, nobody will see…" His fingers found their way to the tie at her dressing gown. He efficiently undid her robe and she gasped as her front was exposed to both Will and anyone else that just happened to be out and about, which was pretty doubtful but unnerving all the same.

"Will, I…Will…" He was pulling her gently towards the water, her robe sliding off her shoulders and landing in a crumpled heap at the water's edge, beside Will's trousers. As much as she was nervous about being caught out or seen, the feeling was quickly replaced by a sense of adrenalin and desire as she watched Will move through the water with such ease, his muscles rippling in the moonlight.

Of course, Will couldn't keep his eyes off his wife, as the water got deeper, now up to his navel. He walked backwards and then started floating around, watching Elizabeth with interest as she cautiously eyed the water before slipping in gently, walking deeper until all was covered except her face, which was contorted into a childish grin.

She felt so…devilish, like she was breaking the law, and liking it. She often fantasised about them both going swimming in the nude, but never once thought he'd be game enough to try it. Obviously, she was mistaken, as he laughed and waded around, kicking and splashing like a child. She scolded him and swam over to stand in front of his face, silencing him with a finger to his lips.

"Someone will hear!" She huffed and tapped him on the nose playfully.

"Let them hear, then." He winked and laughed at the look on her face at that moment. "Stop fretting, Liz. If someone were to stumble upon us, don't worry, I would shield you from their eyes," he whispered this next part, "because your body is reserved for me, and me alone." His voice grew passionate and Elizabeth ran her wet fingers through his hair.

"As is yours." She trailed her lips up his neck and along to his ear, nibbling playfully at his lobe. Will seemingly tensed at her actions, but soon relaxed and let his hands wander over her body, skimming across her stomach and arms, then her breasts. Elizabeth trembled with the pleasure of having him touch her so intimately.

His hands moved lower and lower and Elizabeth gasped as he touched her there. She whimpered slightly, to which Will pulled his hand away, unsure whether she felt comfortable or not.

Elizabeth's eyes had drifted shut of their own accord, but she snapped them open when he stopped touching her. She liked it when he did that…it was new, but she still liked it, and didn't want him to stop, no. She extended her hand out and grasped his, willing for him to continue driving her to ecstasy.

Will half shook his head, and half backed away. Confused, Elizabeth pushed her way into his arms, resting her head on his shoulder. "Don't stop." She purred into his ear and nipped it gently.

Will tensed and got shivers down his spine. "N-not here…"

Elizabeth laughed and shook her head. "So, my William is now the frightened one. How funny!" She teased him as she moved away slowly, out the water and into the now freezing night air. She reached quickly for her robe and slipped it on, waiting anxiously for him.

Will almost ran out of the water and to his trousers, pulling them on just as Elizabeth started running back to the house. He laughed and ran after her, leaving a trail of water down the path.

Elizabeth almost threw the door open and launched herself inside, playing a game of chase with Will now. She ran into the pitch-black living room and bent down by the couch, trying desperately to contain her giggles.

Will tiptoed into the kitchen and poked his head through the door out to the living room. He could scarcely make out the outlines of the furniture in the darkness, but he could see the distinct outline of Elizabeth next to the couch. He leaned lazily against a wall and laughed out loud.

Elizabeth stood up coyly and made her way to the stairs, enticing him to follow. He did without hesitation, and she made her way up to their bedroom, but detouring to the bathroom first to fetch a towel for them to dry off with.

Will lit a candle and waited for a towel before sitting on their bed. He ran a hand through his dripping hair just as Elizabeth walked through the door. She walked straight to him and began towelling him off, peppering sweet kisses along his chest and shoulders. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her, noting her tired eyes and slight yawn.

After he towelled her off, he led back to bed, giving up on that night. Elizabeth yawned once again, the desire she felt earlier was replaced with exhaustion as her mind realised the time. She crawled under the cool sheets and rested her tired head on her pillow, eyes immediately drifting shut as she began the descent into sleep.

Will smiled and kissed her forehead as he cuddled up to her under the blankets. Remembering the candle, he leaned over and blew it out, the room now filling with darkness and calm. Will yawned as he rested his head next to hers, arm draped over her stomach, fingers moving only slightly over her skin with reflex as he drifted off to sleep as well.

Ending with ze fluff hehehehe!