~~P&P~~
(Warning this is a M rated section, again the first I ever wrote don't be to critical, skip if you want)
Half an hour before dinner Fitzwilliam set off to the library to find his wife, he found her curled up on the sofa fast asleep the book she had been reading lying on the floor. Fitzwilliam picked it up and placed it on the side table and ran his hand gently down her face, she didn't even stir. He removed his boots and picked her up in his arms and manoeuvred them so that she was lying on top of him on the sofa. She stirred but still did not waken, Fitzwilliam drew his brows together in concern, Elizabeth was not normally a deep sleeper, that much he had observed throughout their short marriage so far. In fact he often enjoyed coaxing her awake whenever he would wake through the night wanting her, which was nearly every night. He was a deeper sleeper than her
but often woke at least once a night. He smiled to himself remembering the night that Elizabeth had got up the courage to replicate his actions and wake him to satisfy her wanting, it had taken far more effort on her part than it ever had on his to wake him. In fact by the time he woke he was already fully aroused his body responding to her even without consciousness when he awoke and his conscious caught up it sent him over the edge. It was definitely the fiercest bout of love making they have shared thus far and just thinking of it had him aroused to the point of discomfort. He began to increase his attentions to her, until he could no longer stand all the layers between them and rose and laid her back on the couch then set about to remove his trousers. He knew they didn't have long so he only removed the clothing that was absolutely necessary, after he had removed Elizabeth's under clothes and strategically placed her dress so it would be out of the way he observed her again, shocked to find her still asleep but not quite as deep.
He began to touch her pleased to find that she was wet with longing, apparently her body respond just as easily to him as his did to her. When his finger entered her she gasped awake. She smiled at him when their eyes met but when her eyes fully took in their setting she scolded "Fitzwilliam what are you doing, we are in the library, someone could walk in at any moment." She tried to right herself but he restrained her.
"No one would dare enter without knocking I gave strict instructions about that already." Fitzwilliam explained.
Elizabeth looked wary but as he continued to stroke her, her hormones won out over her good sense and he felt it as soon as she fully submitted to his will. He removed his hand from her and rose to kiss her, as soon as their lips met he thrust into her fully, capturing her gasp with his lips.