Summary:

After a few hiccups, William and Lizzie's honeymoon is underway.

Notes:

Thank you so much for all the lovely comments on the last chapter. I'm so pleased so many of you liked it as much as you did!

This chapter is literally half the size of the last chapter...but that's not too hard to do.


Sunday, February 1st

The last remnants of a dream are fading away from William's mind as he slowly opens his eyes. There's a ray of light streaming through the curtains across the bed and sunlight is creeping in from the living room. He feels disoriented and takes a deep breath before rubbing his hand across his face to wake himself up, pausing and noticing the wedding band on his left ring finger before smiling to himself. All the details from yesterday from come rushing back to him and he realizes he was dreaming about Lizzie walking down the aisle towards him. Now, she's curled up against his side with her leg tucked around one of his, still fast asleep. Her head rests against his chest and her red locks are wilder than last night. She's even more beautiful than she was in his dream.

This morning is solely reserved for recovery, which melts into the afternoon when they depart for the airport. William is trying to be sensible and let Lizzie keep sleeping but there's another part of him that wants to shake her awake so they can return to basking in the glow of being married. It reminds him of how he felt when he was a child and had to wait for his parents to wake up on Christmas morning. It's exceptionally better, he thinks, because she's married to him for the rest of his life. Waking up next to her every day is like a thousand Christmas mornings in one.

William brushes his fingers along her hip, watching her as her eyelids flutter and hearing a small noise escape her throat. He smiles and is more careful as he does it again, a little lighter than before. Lizzie shifts a bit closer to him in her sleep, her hand moving a few inches across his chest. Now he's curious to see how much longer he can get away with doing this before she wakes up. He slides his hand to her back and his fingers trail up her spine, earning him another soft sigh. As he reaches the spot between her shoulder blades, she fidgets against him and her eyelids flutter again.

"Why are you torturing your wife?" Lizzie mumbles against his skin, opening her eyes and gazing up at him.

"You think that's torture?" William smirks at her.

"I was having a good dream," Lizzie hums.

"Wanna tell me about it?" William says and Lizzie gives him a playful look as they readjust themselves to face each other.

"I want a kiss from my husband first," Lizzie says and he smiles.

"Gladly," William replies, bringing a hand up to her neck. He leans in and kisses her tenderly as she scoots in, her hand sliding to his lower back. He makes a startled noise against her lips as she quickly pinches his butt, Lizzie breaking off the kiss and giggling. "What kind of dream did you have?"

"A really good one," Lizzie grins. "Involving you and me."

"Now, in this dream," William starts, bringing a hand back to her hip. He begins to caress her skin with his thumb and she moves a fraction under his touch. "Were we wearing clothes?"

"Oh, yes," Lizzie nods quickly. "Very nice clothes."

"Hmmmm," William narrows his eyes at her and she giggles under her breath. "Can you tell me anything else?"

"There was jewelry involved," Lizzie says playfully. "I think, um, they were rings."

"Possibly silver?" William asks, arching an eyebrow.

"That does sound familiar," Lizzie grins.

"Let me tell you something, love," William murmurs as he leans in close to her, noticing the sparkle in her eyes. "That wasn't a dream."

"The best part about good dreams is waking up and knowing it all really happened," Lizzie says, brushing a finger along his stubbly jaw.

"You're telling me," William says, closing the distance between them and kissing her. Their lips move unhurried against each other, both of them fully enjoying the moment. Lizzie falls to her back and pulls William with her, his body partially draped across hers. That sense of comfort returns with his weight on top of her. He drags his tongue across her upper lip and she gives him more access, whimpering as his hand moves up across her stomach and cups her breast. Her breath shudders as his thumb brushes across her nipple and he slides his lips to her neck, nipping at the skin near her pulse point. She starts squirming under his touch as he kisses up her neck towards the spot behind her ear. Her body anticipates it and she arches her neck, waiting for the inevitable pleasure of his tongue and his lips. It never comes. William pulls away and looks down at her with the barest hint of a grin, propping himself up on his elbow.

"Now that is torture," William says, tucking a few strands of hair behind her ear.

"Worst husband ever," Lizzie pouts.

"What can I do to make it up to you, Mrs. Darcy?" William asks warmly and she smiles. "Anything."

"Anything?" Lizzie quirks an eyebrow and he nods. "Well, you already married me."

"That I did," William says, giving her a short kiss.

"Aaaand you're already taking me on an amazing honeymoon," Lizzie continues.

"We could extend it even further if you'd like," William says, not so subtly.

"Oh, you'd like that," Lizzie chuckles. "Because a month…No wait. Let me rephrase. A month and a few days isn't enough for you."

"We had to factor in travel time," William says smugly. "Besides, I would gladly live the rest of my life on an island with you."

"We can live off coconut milk and crab legs," Lizzie grins.

"We're not on a deserted island, Lizzie," William chuckles. "We would be able to get the supplies we need."

"Point being," Lizzie smiles at him. "It's just you and me for the next month."

"Sounds like heaven," William murmurs.

"It really does," Lizzie says, bringing her hands to his neck and pulling him down for another kiss. His hands wander across the surface of her skin and she's only seconds away from pulling him completely on top of her when he ends the kiss.

"You're supposed to tell me how you'd like me to make it up to you," William says, hiding his smile.

"You were doing a really good job just now," Lizzie gives him a pointed look.

"Are you telling me," William says lowly, his hand skimming down past her stomach. "You would prefer something of a sexual nature?"

"Possibly," Lizzie says softly as he slides his hand between her thighs. "We do…have the matter of…the tally."

"Yes, we do," William grins, gently pushing her legs open. Lizzie pulls him in for another kiss as he caresses her with a feather light touch. She hums against his lips as he glides his fingers across her, gently massaging her clit with his thumb. Neither of them are really in much of a hurry but she can feel him hardening against her thigh, which only turns her on more. Lizzie reaches down and wraps her fingers around him, William groaning softly against her lips. She is instantly rewarded by him dragging his lips to the spot behind her ear and she whimpers out a breathy 'yes'. Lizzie feels his lips curving up against her skin in response and then he dips two fingers inside her. She gasps softly and presses her head against the pillows as she starts to rock her hips against his hand.

They know how to tease each other too well and William is definitely winning this round. He's making it nearly impossible for her to keep up with him, using his best moves and hitting all the right spots. Lizzie can barely concentrate on anything but the sensations overtaking her, let alone trying to bring him to her level. He steps it up a notch and runs his tongue down her neck, Lizzie losing her grip on him as he slowly inches down her body. She grabs for the sheets and digs in her nails, desperate to hold onto something sturdy. He takes his time as he travels past her collarbone to the valley between her breasts. The contrast between him leisurely exploring the swell of her breasts and the friction from his fingers quickly building between her legs is driving her crazy. She is teetering so close to the edge and then his lips graze against her nipples, her hips bucking against his fingers in response. The slow and steady fire in her lower belly rages out of control and her back arches, and Lizzie cries out in ecstasy. William brings her down slowly, still gently stroking her as she writhes against his touch and gasps for breath. Her heels scrape against the sheets as she tries to find her footing. Then a string of curses fall from her mouth as William strokes her clit again with the perfect pressure, coaxing another orgasm from her just as she's recovering from the last one.

William keeps his focus on his wife as pleasure courses through her. Her eyes are shut and her lips are pressed tightly together, whimpering as everything gradually ebbs. He loves to watch her in every state of bliss, especially when he can bring her here so expertly. Her skin is the perfect shade of flushed that makes him harder and aching for her desperately. Lizzie lets out a shaky breath and her eyes open, looking at him with a somewhat unfocused gaze. William grins at her and leans down to lightly kiss her flushed cheeks.

"So, Mrs. Darcy," William says huskily, brushing his fingers against her sides. "Did I properly make it up to you?"

Lizzie keeps him waiting for a few moments, trying to keep him in suspense. He knows how to give her the most intense orgasms and he's always so smug about it. Yet, she loves that about him. It only makes him more eager to try and surpass his previous accomplishment. The realization runs through Lizzie's mind that their honeymoon gives them ample time to break records. She gives him a mischievous look before shaking her head and his eyebrows shoot up in surprise.

"I think you might be lying," William says slowly and she's trying so hard not to grin. "Oh. I see that look. You are lying."

"I would never," Lizzie quips and he chuckles.

"What can I do, love? What else do you want?" William asks softly.

"You," Lizzie says simply.

"I will happily help you out there," William says as he starts to move above her. Lizzie puts a hand on his chest and shakes her head.

"Nope," Lizzie starts before pushing him onto his back. She sits up and then hitches her leg over him, straddling him and sitting on his upper thighs. "It's my turn."

"I am all yours," William sighs, taking in the view of his very naked wife on top of him.

"I'm well aware," Lizzie says sensually, grabbing hold of him. He breathes deeply as she rubs her thumb over and around his head before locking eyes with her. William moves his hands up her legs and grabs her hips, pulling her closer to him. She keeps stroking him and leans down to kiss him passionately, parting his lips with her tongue. His hands slide up her body to her face, holding her close and tangling his fingers in her hair. Her hair falls forward and surrounds the two of them, giving William an unexpected sense of comfort. Lizzie's free hand moves up to his shoulder to keep herself steady and her nails dig in as William sucks on her tongue. After a moment, Lizzie breaks off the kiss and gasps for breath as he brushes his thumbs across her cheeks.

"I'm going to be greedy," Lizzie whispers, letting go of him and pushing herself up with her hands spread across his chest. "I want to feel you inside me."

"My wife always comes before me," William says cheekily. She grins as she sits up on her knees and positions herself directly above him.

"Hot and a dirty sense of humor. I definitely married the right guy," Lizzie says playfully as he grabs her hips and presses against her entrance. It's as far as he goes since she has the control this time. She wiggles her hips in his grip for a moment to tease him and then he gives her a smoldering look, knowing she can never resist it. He watches the expressions on her face change as she slides down onto him, soaking in her look of relief. A heaping sense of satisfaction goes through him every time he sees that expression. She grabs his arms for balance and softly moans as he settles in deep inside her. Lizzie takes a moment to herself and then squeezes tightly around him, his hips jerking in response.

"So good," Lizzie mumbles, sliding her hands to his torso. She lifts herself up halfway and then slides back down, grinning at him as she repeats it a few more times. She sets a moderate but steady rhythm between them, biting her lip as she moves up and down above him. Control is passed between them all the time but he absolutely loves when she has it. It's incredibly sexy to watch her like this but, of course, he thinks she's sexy doing everything. Lizzie brings her hands up and runs her fingers through her wild hair, William grinning at the state of it. He takes the opportunity and plants his feet against the mattress, raising his knees to give him some momentum. He thrusts into her and Lizzie moans again, letting her head fall back for a moment and grabbing his thighs behind her. She rocks her hips and changes the rhythm with each of his strokes, both of them aching for more.

"Will…" Lizzie gasps, William groaning as she squeezes around him. "Please…touch me."

Lizzie grabs his hands from around her waist and guides them up her body to her breasts. She moans as he begins to massage them, flicking and rubbing her nipples with his fingers. Heat is quickly building between them and Lizzie bends down to kiss him, holding onto his neck as he lifts his head to meet her halfway. William explores her mouth with his tongue and he slides one hand to her back, the tips of his fingers digging into her skin. Lizzie begins to grind hard against him and he bites down on her lip, which makes her whimper in pleasure. She pulls back for a second and smiles at him, her eyes slightly glazed over in desire. Then she kisses up his jawline and bites his earlobe in retaliation, William feeling the hum of her moans against his skin. He knows she's close with the way she's moving her hips and burying her face into the crook of his neck. William drops his hand from her breast and begins to gently massage her clit as he thrusts harder into her. Lizzie practically screams out as her orgasm hits her powerfully, her voice muffled against his neck. The pulsing waves of her climax triggers his own and he grabs her hips to still them, groaning out her name as shared bliss flows through their veins.

A few moments pass before either of them move and he feels her go limp on top of him. She whimpers as he readjusts himself, gently pulling out of her. He chuckles and wraps his arms around her, listening to the sound of her uneven breathing. Neither can be bothered to grab the sheets that have pooled to their feet to cover themselves up. They're warm enough as it is, their skin glistening with sweat from their vigorous activities.

"God damn," Lizzie sighs, breaking the silence.

"Yea," William breathes, incapable of coming up with anything remotely intelligent.

"I mean, that was…" Lizzie trails off.

"Mmmhmm," William hums, lazily caressing her back.

"You know what?" Lizzie asks, lifting her head to look at him. He turns and smiles at her, waiting for her to finish. "We can do better."

"Good goals to have for our honeymoon, love," William chuckles. "And I agree."

"Fantastic way to start our marriage," Lizzie says and he breaks out into a smile, his dimples showing. "God, I love that smile."

"I love you," William replies softly and she presses her lips together, her cheeks turning red.

"I love you too," Lizzie murmurs. He brushes a finger across her cheek and she sighs.

"Please tell me I can do that to you forever," William says quietly.

"I'm pretty sure you'll be able to make me blush even when I'm 92," Lizzie says with a cheesy smile.

"I look forward to that," William says, kissing her forehead. They stay there in silence for a few minutes, William fully enjoying the weight of Lizzie on top of him. She's making tiny circular patterns on his shoulder while he caresses up and down her spine. Out of nowhere, William stomach rumbles loudly and Lizzie looks at him before laughing.

"Hungry?" Lizzie asks, lifting herself up and moving to his side.

"I suppose," William replies, grabbing the sheets and covering them up.

"We did work up an appetite," Lizzie teases.

"True," William nods. "It's possible I didn't eat as much as I should have last night."

"Yea. I think we were lucky we got to eat anything though," Lizzie says. "I'm disappointed I didn't get to try any of those strawberries. Did you?"

"All I had for dessert was the bite of cake you fed me," William says.

"And we spent all that time picking it," Lizzie says with a pout.

"Don't worry. I asked Gigi to salvage the top layer and save it for us in the freezer," William smiles at her.

"I'm not waiting until our one year anniversary. We're eating that when we get home from our honeymoon," Lizzie says.

"God help the person who stands between you and cake," William laughs. "We can always contact the bakery and have an anniversary cake made the same way."

"Always the practical one," Lizzie says, sitting up and holding up the sheet. "I think we should address the issue at hand though. We're hungry and I definitely don't want to get dressed."

"Room service?" William suggests lightly.

"That sounds delicious," Lizzie's eyes light up. "What time is it?"

"Um," William stretches out to check the bedside clock. "It is 8:52."

"Are we completely incapable of sleeping in?" Lizzie gives him a surprised look and he shrugs.

"It will be easier in a tropical setting," William grins and Lizzie giggles.

"Okay, before we distract each other again," Lizzie says, glancing around the room. "We need to find the menu."

"It's in the living room," William says, pointing to the open doors.

"Too far away," Lizzie says with a pout. William raises an eyebrow and she sticks her lip out further before he sighs, throwing the sheets off him to get out of bed. "I saw robes in the bathroom. I'll get us those."

"Oh. You're willing to get out of bed for robes but not for food. I see how it is," William smirks, glancing at her over his shoulder. "I thought you weren't a fan of getting dressed just yet."

"Silly husband, a robe is completely different than actual clothes," Lizzie says smugly, watching him walk out of the bedroom.

"I retract my previous statement," William says, his voice carrying from the other room. She slips out of bed and stops to pick up her wedding dress, walking over to the closet to hang it up next to his jacket. She leaves the rest of the clothes that are strewn about the floor for later.

Lizzie walks into the bathroom and flips on the light, stopping in her steps at her reflection, her hair crazier than she's ever seen it. She takes a few minutes to make her hair a little more presentable and cleans herself up before wrapping a robe around her and grabbing the other for William. When she comes out of the bathroom, William is sitting on the edge of the bed with the sheet haphazardly thrown across his lap. He glances up from the menu and smiles at her, patting the spot beside him.

"My hair has a mind of its own this morning," Lizzie says, handing him his robe. "I had to tame it a little."

"We can take a shower after we eat," William suggests, handing her the menu and standing up to put on his robe. "Though I do love the wildness of it."

"Probably the best sex hair I've had yet," Lizzie jokes as he sits back down. "Now we know I just have to sit through two hours of curling and pinning, let it sit for 8 hours and then go nuts."

"You were so incredibly beautiful yesterday," William murmurs and she smiles. "Just as beautiful today, too."

"With my love bites and this rather nice robe," Lizzie says, nudging against his shoulder.

"Whoops," William says with a grin.

"You dork," Lizzie laughs lowly. "Whoever said marriage sucks the passion out of a relationship obviously didn't know what passion was in the first place."

"Says the woman who's done the research," William says.

"You like it when I do research," Lizzie murmurs and he leans in towards her.

"How could I not? A smart and sexy wife? I'm a goner," William says melodramatically before smiling at her.

"Imagine how I feel about my smart and sexy husband," Lizzie says, grabbing at the sleeve of his robe.

"Your smart and sexy husband is starving," William says, waggling his eyebrows. "Or I could just fulfill my promise and devour you instead."

William catches Lizzie off guard as he grabs her legs and wraps his other arm around her waist, pulling her into his lap. Lizzie drops the menu to the floor, squealing with laughter as he pulls them onto the mattress and begins playfully chomping on her neck.

"Will! Oh my god!" Lizzie gasps through her laughter. "I'm not breakfast!"

"But you're just as delicious," William lifts his head and grins at her before returning to her neck.

"But what about meeee?" Lizzie asks, taking a deep breath. That stops him and he places a few soft kisses on her neck and shoulder before pulling back and smiling softly at her.

"I think it's necessary that we order something involving strawberries," William says, getting up and grabbing the menu as Lizzie scrambles to the head of the bed.

"That is a must," Lizzie says as he joins her, their backs resting against the upholstered headboard.

They take entirely too long deciding what to get despite their increasing hunger. William keeps pulling at the sash on Lizzie's robe while she swats away his hand. After she gives him a thorough kiss that satisfies him for the moment, she makes William call room service. He orders an omelet with all the fixings for himself and lemon pancakes for Lizzie with a side of bacon, making sure that it will be extra crispy. He adds a bowl of fresh strawberries, coffee and juice to the order before finishing up.

"It should be ready in about twenty to thirty minutes," William says and Lizzie's face falls. "I know! We could raid the mini bar in the meantime."

"I refuse to make you pay twelve dollars for a bar of chocolate," Lizzie shakes her head.

"I love how you would go for the chocolate first at this time of day," William chuckles.

"Same rules apply to a honeymoon as they do for a vacation," Lizzie says. "Except on a honeymoon, people don't expect as many pictures."

"We'll take pictures," William leans into her. "We'll take some of everywhere we go."

"So some of them might be for our eyes only," Lizzie says playfully.

"Any picture involving you in a bikini is for my eyes only," William says lowly.

"Then you're going to love some of my new purchases," Lizzie hums as she starts to get out of bed.

"Where are you going?" William asks, his brows furrowing.

"If room service is coming then we need to pick up," Lizzie says, offering her hand. "They don't need to know our business."

"Because answering the door in a robe tells them nothing," William muses, grabbing hold of her hand as he gets out of bed.

"Don't give me sass, mister," Lizzie says with a knowing look.

William grins and kisses her temple before they help each other clean up, hanging up his wrinkled tuxedo pants and shirt with his jacket. When she finds her garter, tucked away in the corner, she flings it at him and it hits him square in the chest. She laughs as he picks it up and tucks it into an inside pocket of his jacket before closing the closet door.

"You know," William says, picking up her lacy underwear and corset. "I definitely wouldn't mind seeing these again."

"Wedding night lingerie is not something you see on a regular basis," Lizzie replies as he puts the last of their clothing in the overnight bag. "Rare occasions like...our anniversary. Besides, there's plenty you haven't seen yet."

"You're going to spoil me," William jokes.

"You'll just spoil me right back," Lizzie smiles.

"Always," William says warmly. He holds out his hand and she takes it, giggling as he pulls her towards him. She snakes her arms around his waist and he gazes down at her before bowing his head and giving her a soft kiss. "For the rest of our lives."

"I know we sound super cheesy right now," Lizzie says and William half smiles. "But I really don't care."

"Neither do I," William says, bringing his hands up and resting them against her neck. He bends down and peppers soft kisses across her face, Lizzie happily sighing after each one. "Besides, how could you not be a little cheesy? We just got married. You're my wife and I'm happier with every minute that passes."

"Me too," Lizzie smiles brightly. "We may just be the happiest people ever by the end of this honeymoon."

"I would guarantee it," William hums, bending down and kissing her again. It's a slow kiss and they take their time, enjoying the feeling of each other. William slowly backs up and sits down when the back of his knees hit the edge of the bed. He pulls Lizzie between his legs and she smiles against his lips, resting her arms on his shoulders. As the kiss ends, they linger and he takes the chance to steal a few more short kisses.

"We're super gross," Lizzie says after a few moments and he laughs.

"Imagine how your old viewers would react," William replies, his hands loosely holding her hips.

"To us getting married or our current situation?" Lizzie asks impishly.

"Both," William says simply.

"I'm sure someone would 'literally' die," Lizzie says, using air quotes.

"Sounds about right," William chuckles.

"And if I posted a picture of you in this robe…" Lizzie says, picking at imaginary lint on his shoulder. "Yeaaa, I would want to keep that to myself."

"See what I mean?" William says and she nods.

"Only I get to objectify you," Lizzie waggles her eyebrows.

"Lucky me," William says, pulling her in closer to him. "I may do the same. I apologize in advance for my ungentlemanly behavior."

"I reject your apology. Feel free to ogle," Lizzie smirks.

"Gladly," William says, sliding his hands to her butt and giving it a quick squeeze. Lizzie laughs lowly but before she can even the score, there's a knock at the door and William straightens his posture.

"Finally," William says as Lizzie steps away from him so he can get up. "You stay here and I'll get it."

William smiles at her before disappearing around the corner to answer the door. She sits cross-legged on the bench at the end of the bed, listening to William and the hotel employee talking for a moment in the other room. Finally, she hears the door close and gets up to join William.

"What do you say to eating out on the balcony?" William asks. "It looks nice outside and we have yet to take advantage of it."

"Will you warm me up if it's cold?" Lizzie teases.

"I'll make sure the shower is really hot," William replies and she grins. She unlocks the balcony doors and then helps William out, grabbing the few plates of food. He's right behind her with everything else and she lets out a squeak when they step onto the balcony.

"The ground is cold. Oh my god," Lizzie gasps, quickly putting the plates down. "I'm going to go get those slippers."

William chuckles as she runs back inside and he sets up the table while she's gone. The doors open from the bedroom balcony and she returns with slippers for him as well.

"I had to take advantage of both entrances," Lizzie says before handing him slippers.

"So thoughtful of you," William says, leaning over and kissing her cheek. He sits down and steps into them while Lizzie takes a seat next to him instead of across from him.

From the balcony, they have a beautiful view of the city and the bay. They feel a bit like tourists as they sit out there checking out the buildings and they share a sweet look, both remembering another time when Lizzie felt like a tourist. Lizzie goes back inside to grab her camera and takes a few pictures of the skyline as well as with William before digging into her breakfast. The food is delicious and they occasionally share bites of each other's dishes. There seems to be an unspoken agreement between them to save the strawberries for last. Lizzie finishes the last bite of her pancake and pulls William in for a kiss, William noting that her lips taste like honey. Then she takes his hand, the bowl of strawberries and leads them back into the bedroom.

It's not long before they're both sticky from the juice of the fruit. Their robes are completely discarded and William runs after her into the bathroom.

"You were a genius for setting up late check out," Lizzie says, her head resting against his shoulder. After a lengthy and very hands-on shower, the newlywed couple returned to the bedroom and have been relaxing there ever since. They turned on the television but it's more background noise than anything else.

"I told you," William grins at her, lazily caressing her arm with his fingers.

"It wouldn't feel as much like a honeymoon if we had to go home first," Lizzie says.

"Really?" William raises an eyebrow.

"Well, it would," Lizzie rolls her eyes. "We're just in a bubble right now."

"You are a big fan of bubbles," William muses and she smiles cheesily at him. "Keeping the start of our relationship to ourselves, for one."

"Even you can admit that was a pretty fantastic three days," Lizzie says, lifting herself up and kissing him.

William smirks and Lizzie swats his chest. "Two, keeping our engagement to ourselves."

"Gigi and the guys found out pretty quickly," Lizzie shrugs.

"Yea but most of that weekend…" William starts.

"Perfect," Lizzie finishes.

"And now our honeymoon. What other big events can we keep to ourselves?" William jokes.

"I can think of a few down the line," Lizzie says warmly. William practically beams once he realizes what she means. "Slow down there. I said down the line."

"I know, love," William says, kissing her forehead. "I can't help but get excited about it though. You and me with children someday."

"I like how you get excited just at the notion of it," Lizzie smiles up at him. "It'll be a whole different adventure when we get there."

"It will," William sighs. "But for now…"

"We adventure it up on our honeymoon," Lizzie says with a smile.

"Oh, I have plans that require us to actually step foot outside, even" William replies.

"I'm actually really looking forward to exploring with you," Lizzie says. "There's so much I want to see."

"We have plenty of time," William says.

"You're factoring in all the sex we're gonna have, right?" Lizzie deadpans and William laughs.

"It's in my calendar," William says with a silly look.

"Oh yea? Let me see," Lizzie pokes at his side a few times. She giggles as he flips them over, gently holding her wrists against the pillows.

"You've seen too much, Mrs. Darcy," William says smoothly.

"I don't think I've seen enough, Mr. Darcy," Lizzie says, barely struggling in his grip.

"You think you know everything," William murmurs, leaning down and kissing her neck.

"I know the important things," Lizzie says a bit smugly.

"Like what?" William asks as he places another kiss on her neck.

"I knooow that…" Lizzie pauses for effect. "My husband loves me."

"Of course," William hums against her skin.

"Aaand he already loves being married," Lizzie says playfully.

"Another given," William says, kissing the underside of her jaw.

"Aaaand—"

The sound of a phone chirping with a notification stops her and William glances at her, sharing a look of amusement.

"I plugged in our phones," William says, gesturing to the bedside table.

"I bet it's one of the guys checking to make sure we haven't oversexed each other to death," Lizzie teases as he moves away, William chuckling as he grabs his phone.

"I'm sure there are plenty of those messages from…" William trails off, the smile sliding off his face.

"Will? What is it?" Lizzie asks.

"Our flight has been canceled," William says grimly.

"Are you joking? Please tell me you're joking," Lizzie sits up, holding the sheet against her.

"I'm…not," William frowns. "It's a notification from the airline saying it's been canceled."

"Will…" Lizzie whispers, William glancing at her and seeing the sadness in her eyes. He throws the sheets off him and starts to get out of bed.

"Hold on. Just…hold on," William says, grabbing his robe and throwing it on. "I'm going to make some calls, okay?"

'Okay," Lizzie says quietly.

"Hey," William bends down, giving her a quick kiss. "It's going to be okay. I'll figure this out."

"I hope so," Lizzie says with a small smile. He smiles at her and then walks out onto the balcony, dialing the phone right away.

Lizzie knows that they will get to their honeymoon destination but having their first flight canceled sets them back severely. She was already worried about what little time they had during their connection from London to Dubai. Now, it seems like they're going to have to rebook flights entirely, lose money, as well as a day at the resort. It's definitely not a way to be starting out their honeymoon.

Lizzie grabs her own robe from the floor and ties the sash tightly before sitting near the bottom of the bed. She watches as William talks on the phone, looking determined but with a small frown. She is very thankful he is taking charge of this because she's not sure how calm she would sound on the phone right now. A few minutes pass and William is off the phone but his expression is no better as he walks back inside.

"Okay so I called the airline," William says. "They don't know why our flight has been canceled."

"Seriously? They should know that much," Lizzie says with a hint of annoyance.

"I know," William replies. "We were offered a few different flight options for today but we would miss our connecting flight each time. There is a flight available at six am tomorrow morning but it means we would have to reschedule everything else."

"This is crap," Lizzie pouts, leaning her head on his shoulder. "There has to be a better solution."

"Well, we don't have to go home," William says, taking her hand and caressing her wrist. "We could stay here for another night. We'll just have to get up really early."

"We still have to call the resort and everything," Lizzie says, sighing heavily.

"It wouldn't take up our whole day," William says.

"Will! Wait a minute!" Lizzie lifts her head up, patting his arm while she finds her words. "Your…the jet! Your company jet!"

"It's not long range," William says. "We would definitely miss our connection."

"What if we just took it to Dubai?" Lizzie suggests. "There's time to spare before our next flight anyway."

"It's a great idea, love," William says with a sympathetic look. "But Robinson flew it to Chicago."

"Oh, right," Lizzie says, frowning and chewing at her lip. William gazes at her for a moment before an idea pops into his mind.

"But," William says, a smile appearing on his face and his posture straightening. He jumps up from the bed and turns around, grabbing her shoulders and giving her a quick kiss before heading back to the balcony. "God, I love you."

"I love you too," Lizzie asks over her shoulder while he furiously taps away on his phone. "But what!"

"Just wait and see," William grins. "I may be a little bit."

The grin on William's face is infectious and it immediately gives her hope. She watches for a few minutes as he animatedly talks on the phone. He glances at her and gives her another wide grin before turning back towards the view on the balcony. Lizzie takes a deep breath and then grabs her phone before lying down on the bed.

A slew of text messages and a couple of voicemails flood her screen and she chuckles to herself. There are a number of messages from a few people in the wedding party sent well after William and Lizzie had fallen asleep. She'll have to thank Charlotte later for turning her phone off when she took it away.

After she's done checking all her messages, she glances at William who is still deep in conversation. He slowly paces the length of the balcony, appearing and disappearing through the framing of the balcony doors. She gets caught up staring at him as he works his magic. She grabs a pillow and lies on her stomach, resting her chin on her hands and facing the semi closed doors to the balcony. Seeing him in his element is always incredible to see.

William pauses in his pacing and glances at Lizzie, seeing her lying on the bed and watching him. He sticks out his tongue at her and does a twirling motion with his finger, half-heartedly trying to make her stop staring at him. He knows it's a fruitless effort because he would be staring right back at her if he were in her position. She simply gives him a sweet smile and then she starts lazily swinging her legs. She makes it far too easy to keep his vow of falling in love with her every day.

They finally break eye contact and Lizzie flips over, grabbing her phone and checking her email. She has a few notifications of photos she's been tagged in from Facebook and she excitedly checks them out. It's no surprise that Gigi has already uploaded some pictures since Lizzie saw her with a camera throughout the whole day. There's a particularly good one of her and William dancing, which makes her even more antsy to see the professional photos.

"Hey beautiful. What are you doing?"

Lizzie looks up to see William hovering above her and she giggles at his upside-down grin. She flips over and sits on her knees, smiling at him.

"So? What's happening?" Lizzie asks, a bit anxiously.

"You are going to love me," William says, making no attempt to hide his smug look. "I fixed everything."

"Really?" Lizzie rises on her knees and puts her hands against his chest. "How?"

"I contacted people, called in some favors and now we have transportation," William replies.

"Seriously?" Lizzie asks and he nods.

"We have a private plane. Better yet, it's taking us all the way to Dubai," William says.

"No having to deal with the connection? What about the tickets?" Lizzie asks.

"Remember how I thought it was a good idea to get the refundable tickets? It's all taken care of," William says.

"Oh my god," Lizzie says. "Just the two of us all the way there?"

"Just the two of us," William nods. "Besides the crew, of course. They need about two hours to prepare, file a flight plan and everything. Then I'll be emailed instructions and we can leave after that."

"Any time after that?" Lizzie asks, bouncing a little on the bed.

"Yes," William says happily. "I just…I couldn't stand to see you so upset, Lizzie. This morning has been so relaxing and then that happened. You actually gave me the idea though. I obviously couldn't do anything about the company jet but I had the resources and I just put them to use."

"I am completely in awe of the things you can do sometimes," Lizzie smiles, pulling him in by his robe. "Thank you."

"I feel so much better," William says, taking a deep breath as he wraps his arms around her waist.

"Me too," Lizzie replies, sliding her arms around his neck. She leans in and kisses him with a slow tenderness that makes William hum against her lips.

"Now we can go back to relaxing and enjoying each other," William murmurs, resting his forehead against hers.

"Mmmm, yes please," Lizzie giggles.

"Sooo," William says lowly. "You didn't tell me what you were doing."

"Oh! I was looking at some pictures Gigi posted from yesterday," Lizzie says, picking up her phone and showing him the one of them dancing.

"You look fantastic in that picture. Are there more?" William asks and she nods.

"Not a lot yet but they'll pop up soon enough," Lizzie says. "And you, sir, look very handsome in them."

"Would you like to show them to me?" William asks.

"I would," Lizzie says. "But I know it won't take two hours."

"I'm sure we can think of something else to do after that," William grins.

After William gets all the details of where to go and what to do, they finally concede to getting dressed. He tells Lizzie that she's trying to tease him with the knee length green sundress she chooses. She feigns innocence, claiming it's incredibly comfortable but still makes her look nice for their long flight. He's half tempted to pull out a vest and tie to torture her right back but saves it for another day, instead wearing a white Henley and jeans. It makes him feel a little pleased when he catches her staring.

Lizzie starts gathering their stuff and cleaning up a little while William calls Gigi to inform her about their change in plans. She agreed to stop by the hotel to pick up anything they weren't bringing on the honeymoon a while ago and he expresses his gratitude to her profusely. Then he calls the front desk to arrange a car to take them to the airport.

"You know, we could leave a lot later," Lizzie says, zipping up her suitcase. "I mean, our flight to Mahé isn't until 2:30 in the morning."

"Or we can leave as planned and have dinner in Dubai tomorrow night," William says with a keen look. "Make the most of this offer and actually do something in Dubai besides hang out in the airport."

"You win," Lizzie says, glancing at him before shaking her head. "Do you have a place in mind?"

"Because I've been to Dubai so many times," William says with a teasing smile. "We'll check out some places on the plane and see if we can make reservations somewhere."

"Do you think there's Wi-Fi?" Lizzie asks.

"Pretty sure," William says. "Ready to go?"

Lizzie looks around the room one last time before returning her gaze to him. "Very ready."

"Perfect. There's a car downstairs for us," William says, grabbing both their suitcases.

"I can do it, you know," Lizzie says, nudging his arm.

"You've got the rest of the stuff," William chuckles. "Plus, our passports are the most important."

"Right," Lizzie rolls her eyes at him. "Lead the way, Mr. Darcy."

"Oh no. After you, Mrs. Darcy," William says, quirking his eyebrow at her.

"You just want to stare at my legs," Lizzie teases.

"Yep," William says smugly.

Their car pulls up to Signature-San Francisco, the private jet concierge, a little while later and William can practically feel the excitement radiating off of Lizzie. It's making him feel all the more excited that he was able to pull this off on such a short amount of time. He's been looking forward to going on this trip with Lizzie for a while and now it's been improved with a private plane. After they gather their things from the trunk, they head to the lobby to check in. One of the best perks about flying on a private jet is bypassing all the lines and not having to wait for other passengers. Their bags are taken to the plane while everything is being situated and then they are pointed in the right direction only a few minutes later. Lizzie stops dead in her tracks when they walk outside. Sitting on the tarmac is a nearly hundred foot long plane, looking big enough to take both their families as well as a couple friends.

"Holy crap, Will," Lizzie gasps, looking between him and the jet. "Who did you call?"

"I…may have played poker with him in the past," William says, a bit surprised himself. "The G550 is one of the best in its class. It flies longer and faster…The performance ratings are through the roof. It has one of the most technologically advanced flight systems in existence."

"Do you want a moment alone?" Lizzie asks, giving him a weird look.

"I'm sorry," William says, laughing as he looks at her. "I wasn't expecting this. I've wanted to test out the G550 since it was released."

"Why haven't you?" Lizzie asks.

"It's completely out of my price range," William says, shrugging his shoulders.

"Out of your price range," Lizzie deadpans. "Dare I ask how much it is?"

"Think eight figures, Lizzie," William says and her jaw drops.

"We're taking a multi-million dollar plane to Dubai," Lizzie says out of shock and he nods slowly.

"Looks like it," William replies, taking hold of her hand. "You are going to love this, Lizzie."

"I can't believe I fell in love with a man who has access to this," Lizzie shakes her head as she hurries behind him. He glances over his shoulder and grins widely at her. Lizzie is still in such a state of shock over the plane itself that she can barely comprehend the luxury of it inside.

"Mr. and Mrs. Darcy, welcome aboard," both pilots greet them by the door of the cockpit. They shake hands with William and Lizzie smiles politely at the two of them. "My name is Robert and this is my copilot, Lewis. If you need anything, feel free to let us know."

"No crew?" William asks, glancing behind him.

"We were told it would just be the two of you. Our client insisted on pilots only. The galley is fully stocked and you should find everything you need for the flight," Robert says. "He also wishes to extend his offer of using us for the return flight home if need be."

"Will!" Lizzie whispers, squeezing his hand and he grins at her.

"We won't actually be returning home until the beginning of March. I believe I told him that," William says. "And we're actually making a stop in London."

"He's aware. You can let him know at any time," Robert says. Lewis excuses himself and closes the main airplane door, checking the locks before heading to the cockpit. "We will be making a short fuel stop in Teterboro and then it's straight on to Dubai from there. Flight time will take approximately fifteen hours with the stop. If you two would take a seat, we'll be on our way in just a few minutes."

"Thank you!" Lizzie says, Robert smiling at her before he closes the cockpit door. They both turn around and Lizzie finally has a chance to see the luxuriousness of the plane. "This…is insane."

"Let's get seated," William says, leading her through the galley. "We'll check everything out after we take off."

"Do you want to sit in these chairs? Or those chairs? Or those other chairs?" Lizzie asks, pointing to all the choices. "Or even that couch waaaaay in the back."

"Lizzie," William chuckles, pulling her down onto the first set of plush leather chairs that face each other. "Right here is fine."

"I'm really glad I have my camera. I'm not even sure I'll believe this when I tell everybody," Lizzie says after she buckles up.

"You know…that couch can be converted into a bed," William says, leaning forward in his seat. "And most of these chairs are actually recliners."

"Shut the fuck up," Lizzie looks at him in disbelief.

"Language, Lizzie," William says with a smirk.

"Oh, right. I really should be considerate of the other passengers," Lizzie says sarcastically, making William laugh.

After they take off, William shows off his inner geek and starts talking about the specifications of the aircraft, including the Rolls-Royce engines, Mach speed and everything else. Lizzie tries her hardest to understand everything but William chuckles, seeing her eyes glaze over slightly.

"I know. I'm sorry. Too much information," William says and she smiles sheepishly at him. "Let's just say this is supreme transportation. We're shaving off over an hour of airtime, not including how much time we would have spent waiting for each flight."

"Well, either way," Lizzie says. "I'm with you and that's all that matters."

"Too true," William says, patting his knee. Lizzie toes off her flats and sets her feet in his lap, sighing happily as he starts lightly squeezing them. "The other perk of flying on a private plane is that we don't have to hide our disgustingly coupled behavior."

"I don't think I'd be able to anyway," Lizzie says as she slides down the chair a fraction and props up her head on her fist. "I'd want to show off my hot new husband to anybody who was willing to listen."

"Oh really? How would you do that?" William asks, grabbing at her wiggling toes and making Lizzie quietly laugh.

"Just walk up to them and say 'Haaaave you met my very attractive husband, William Darcy?' and then gloat about it," Lizzie jokes.

"That sounds suspiciously like that show you used to watch," William muses.

"I might have been inspired," Lizzie says.

"And how would you react if I did the same thing?" William asks.

"I'd be intrigued more than anything," Lizzie smiles. "You like to quietly admire."

"Also referred as 'staring constantly,'" William teases.

"I didn't know what I was talking about then," Lizzie says. "If I had really paid attention, things might have been different."

"I'm actually glad you didn't," William says, the corners of his lips twitching up. "I love where we ended up."

"Me too," Lizzie murmurs. William glances up and notices the seatbelt light has been turned off. He pats her feet and she removes them from his lap before he unbuckles his belt. Lizzie keeps her eyes on him as he stands up, takes one step closer and leans down to kiss her. He cradles her face in his hands as he pulls away and then smiles at her.

"We are free to move about the cabin," William hums.

"Will you give me a tour, Oh knowledgeable one?" Lizzie asks with a mischievous look in her eyes while she unbuckles her seatbelt.

"I will be glad to explore with you," William says, holding out his hand to help her up.

William watches with amusement as Lizzie gets more excitable with everything she finds. While he's checking out the fully stocked drawers in the galley, she discovers a door that reveals a small room with a seat of its own and a monitor set in front of it.

"Okay seriously? As if you didn't have enough privacy," Lizzie says, looking back at William.

"Sometimes your passengers can be noisy," William replies, peering into the small room. "It's perfect for conference calls."

"Or other activities," Lizzie mumbles under her breath, closing the door and not catching the intrigued look from her husband.

William grabs the camera from Lizzie's bag and sits back, capturing each time Lizzie tries a new seat. Her grin is infectious as the first four seats pass her inspection before she checks out the next four seats, divided by a small table. A small cabinet sits across from the section, a vase of flowers and a small television monitor on the surface. She finally reaches the back of the plane and tests out the lever on both chairs before sitting on the couch across from it, wiggling against the plush curtains as she lies down. One more screen is displayed against the wall, perfectly placed in front of her.

"I could get used to this kind of luxury," Lizzie says, smiling up at William once he reaches her. "For the next fifteen hours, at least."

"At least," William chuckles as she sits back up.

"And this turns into a bed?" Lizzie asks and he nods, gesturing for her to move. She gets up and he gives her a demonstration of the conversion before returning the couch to the original position. "Seriously, this is awesome."

"That's one word for it," William says, watching her as she passes him. She opens one more door and her eyes go wide before stepping in. A few moments later, Lizzie steps back out and he can see her trying to hold back a smirk.

"That bathroom is quite spacious," Lizzie says, slowly walking past him.

"Oh really?" William asks, watching the movement of her hand as she brushes it against his stomach.

"Two people could easily fit in it," Lizzie says, grinning when he quirks an eyebrow.

Once William and Lizzie finally settle down next to each other, they take advantage of the television and find a movie to watch. William continually distracts Lizzie by brushing a hand against her arm or leaning over and placing a soft kiss on her neck. She simply teases him back by pretending not to react, despite desperately wanting to climb into his seat and kiss him breathlessly. Her resilience helps them avoid an awkward situation when the co-pilot emerges from the cockpit, letting them know they're close to landing.

Their fuel stop takes less than thirty minutes and William excuses himself to check out the cockpit, the pilot showing him the sleek equipment. Lizzie spends that entire time thinking of ways to get back at her husband for his distracting ways. By the time he rejoins her and they take off again, her mind is swimming with ideas. She can't help the grin that slowly spreads across her face.

"Hey Goldilocks. Would you like a drink?" William asks, glancing next to him at Lizzie.

"Ha ha. Just because I wanted to test out every seat," Lizzie says, sticking out her tongue. Lizzie changed her mind twice before choosing the area in the back of the plane, sitting across from each other with the couch next to them.

"The most important thing is that you found a seat to your liking," William replies, picking up her hand and kissing the back of it.

"I did," Lizzie nods, nudging against his shoulder.

"Now. Would you like a drink?" William asks again.

"Oh nooo," Lizzie's eyes go wide. "We never had that champagne Gigi gave us!"

"We were a bit preoccupied last night," William says. "I'm sure we'll see it again when we get home."

"I wonder if there's any champagne here," Lizzie says and William shakes his head.

"I did see some white wine. It's a good bottle too. Would you like a glass?" William asks.

"Sounds perfect," Lizzie smiles. William kisses her swiftly before getting up and heading towards the galley. She takes advantage of his back to her and quickly implements the first part of her plan to get him riled up: gracefully removing her underwear. She gets out of her seat and grabs her bag by the couch, stuffs it in, and hurrying back before William notices. Her timing is perfect and he comes back a few moments later with a glass of wine in each hand, smiling as he hands one to her. He takes his seat across from her and leans forward, holding up his glass.

"A toast?" William suggests.

"Toast away, Mr. Darcy," Lizzie says, William glancing down and smiling before lifting his gaze towards her.

"To us—and our fantastic new lives together," William murmurs and Lizzie gives him a sweet look before clinking his glass with hers.

"Cheers to that!" Lizzie says softly before taking a sip. "Ooh. This is delicious."

"Almost as good as our wedding wine," William notes.

"I hope there's some left over," Lizzie says, swirling the wine in her glass a bit.

"I made sure to have some set aside," William says.

"Always thinking ahead," Lizzie smiles at him.

"We also still have some from our personal collection," William reminds her.

"Of course we do," Lizzie hums, taking another sip. She sits her glass down on a small ledge and sits back in her chair. William is in his observation mood and she thinks it may work in her favor. She crosses her legs and she watches as his gaze flickers from her eyes to her lips and then travels down further. After a few moments, he sets his own glass down on the small ledge and holds out his hand.

"Come over here," William says warmly. She accepts his hand and stands up before he pulls her towards him, Lizzie taking a seat in his lap. He hooks one hand behind her knees and drapes her legs across his own. This is going to be so much easier for Lizzie than she thought it would be.

"Better?" Lizzie asks quietly as he absently strokes her knee.

"Infinitely," William smiles, kissing her temple. "Too much space between us before."

"Definitely too much space," Lizzie replies.

"So, how are you enjoying the flight so far?" William asks, brushing the tips of his fingers across her skin.

"We still have a long way to go," Lizzie says, toying with the buttons of his Henley. "But it helps to fly like this."

"It does. It's quite comfortable," William says.

"I'm definitely comfortable," Lizzie replies playfully, William catching the glint in her eyes.

"I can see that," William muses, noting their current position.

"My dear husband," Lizzie leans in and kisses his earlobe before whispering: "You haven't seen a thing."

William pulls back to look her in the eye, raising an eyebrow.

"What are you up to?" William asks.

"You'll just have to find out for yourself," Lizzie smirks.

"I love a good surprise," William says lowly. As he slowly leans in, Lizzie moves her hand and cups it around the back of his neck. A soft sigh is shared between them as he captures her lips, Lizzie immediately parting them to allow William access. The kiss deepens and he drags his tongue across the roof of her mouth as he tries to pull her closer to his body. She tangles her fingers through his hair and resists grinning as William's hand creeps up her thigh. Her heart starts to beat a little faster from the anticipation and heat is beginning to radiate off her body. Lizzie gets lost in his taste and the way his tongue is exploring in a deliciously thorough manner. Her dress bunches up little by little and a moan is building deep within her throat as his fingers press against her thigh. William breaks off the kiss and slides his lips to her throat as Lizzie gasps for air. He drags his tongue across her pulse point and clamps his lips down, making Lizzie moan as he sucks on her skin.

William can feel the rapid beat of her pulse against his tongue and it fuels him even further. Lizzie grabs at fistfuls of his hair as his teeth scrape across her skin. The sounds tumbling from her lips are going straight to his groin. He slides his hand further up her thigh to her hip and only feels the smooth expanse of her soft skin. William pauses and pulls back, looking at her with darkened eyes and breathing heavily.

"Mrs. Darcy," William growls huskily at his discovery. "You wicked little minx."

"Surprise," Lizzie whispers into his ear before licking the length of his earlobe. She moves around in his lap and straddles him before he grabs her waist and pulls her in close. "What do you say, Mr. Darcy?"

"Are you propositioning me, Elizabeth?" William asks, his voice smooth and deep.

"What if I am?" Lizzie asks, brushing her hands down his chest to the bottom hem of his shirt. She toys with it for a moment before slipping her hands under the fabric, lightly dragging her nails across his abdominal muscles. She bites her lip as she sees him clench in response and hears him exhale. "Would you say no?"

"I don't want to say no," William says, his nostrils flaring. Lizzie sits up straighter in his lap.

"Bathroom?" Lizzie asks, staring deep into his eyes.

"Get up," William demands. A thrill goes through her body and she slides off his lap as William watches her every movement. The look in his eyes makes her feel like he's already undressing her in his mind. It only intensifies as he slowly stands from the chair mere inches from her, his gaze unwavering. She wants to give into the weakness in her knees and have him relieve the steadily growing ache between her legs. He towers in front of her, staring intensely before grinning and reaching behind him, pulling his shirt off over his head. "Lead the way."

William tosses his shirt to the couch and stays on Lizzie's heels as she fumbles with the handle on the bathroom door. He already misses her skin against his lips. He bows his head and kisses her shoulder, grabbing hold of her waist. Once the door is open, she leads him inside and he pushes her against the marble countertop, eliciting a gasp from Lizzie as he presses against her back. He makes quick work of closing the door and locking it, despite what little chance they have of being interrupted. Then he returns to kissing her neck as Lizzie reaches back at his body. She pushes back against him and the contact makes him groan, and Lizzie momentarily closing her eyes at the extra vibrations.

William brings a hand up and unzips her dress, giving him enough wiggle room to pull the straps of her dress down past her shoulders and expose her breasts. He glances at her reflection in the mirror and she smirks back at him, He suddenly realizes she's been wearing nothing under this dress at all. Just the thought of it makes him harder and he's already straining against his jeans. He cups her breasts and gently massages them, rolling her nipples between his fingers. Her eyes are closed so she can enjoy the sensation and William can't stop staring as she whimpers and leans into his touch. Then Lizzie reaches towards him and cups the back of his neck, turning her head and pulling him in for a kiss. It's rough and passionate and it unhinges them both, what little restraint they had disappearing entirely

William breaks off their kiss and spins her around in his arms. He lifts her up onto the counter and she spreads her legs, with Lizzie grabbing him and pulling him in close. They resume their passionate kiss and William grabs the bottom of her dress, pushing it up past her thighs. Lizzie grabs at his shoulders and she lifts her hips, the dress material bunching around her waist. Simultaneously, her hands are working to open the button and the zipper of his jeans. She pushes them down just enough and releases him from his boxer briefs, William groaning from her touch. He rests his hands flat against the counter and presses his forehead against hers, never breaking eye contact as she strokes him with firm pressure.

There's no way he's going to last long if she keeps this up, especially with her so open to him in such close quarters. He can't resist temptation and he gently brushes his hand across her thigh to her center. Lizzie gasps and holds onto his shoulders as his fingers glide across her slick entrance. They're winding each other up, both of them driven to make the other break first. William is determined and captures her lips to muffle her moans as he works to bring her over the edge with a flick of his fingers. He knows she's close with the way she's digging her nails into his shoulder blades. She abandons her efforts with him and grabs for his bicep, biting her bottom lip as she climaxes.

William doesn't even give her time to recover as he pulls her to the edge of the counter. Her nails dig in harder and she whimpers against his ear as he enters her, William reveling in the sensations of the tail end of her orgasm. She wraps her legs around his torso with the heels of her feet pressing into the back of his thighs. Lizzie's moaning with each movement and every powerful thrust from William is bringing her closer again. The pleasure is intense and she's already craving more, begging in his ear for him to go harder and deeper. Her nails drag down his back with each stroke and she is powerless to him. William bends down to run his tongue across her throat, tasting the saltiness of the sweat on her skin. His fingers gently trail up her leg all the way to her hips and it puts her nearly over the edge. The mixture of his gentle touch with his rough thrusts proves to be just the thing to send her over once more. She climaxes harder than before and clings to him as her head falls back from the pure bliss running through her veins. William barely lasts a few more strokes before he's coming just as hard as her, gasping and pulsing inside her to the end.

Their ragged breaths fill the air and they share a look before smiling at each other. Lizzie reaches up and runs a finger along his swollen lips before softly kissing him, resting her arm on his shoulder. William covers her neck with his hand, brushing his thumb along her jaw. It's a few moments before the silence is broken by Lizzie breathily giggling.

"Soo," Lizzie starts, her voice smooth as silk. "Did you ever think you'd be joining the mile high club?"

"If you had asked me two years ago, it would have been the furthest thing from my mind," William murmurs.

"But now," Lizzie grins, wiggling on the counter and making him groan a bit.

"We should send a fruit basket to the airline who canceled our flight," William quips.

"I think they deserve more than a fruit basket," Lizzie hums and he smiles at her. He places a few kisses across her face and then slowly pulls out of her before helping her off the counter. They clean each other up and get dressed again. William zips up her dress and kisses her shoulder, a habit of his that always makes her smile. He turns his back to her to grab a towel and Lizzie's eyes widen.

"Oh…oh boy," Lizzie says, grimacing a bit. She hesitantly brings a hand up to his back and he looks over his shoulder in the mirror. Red marks are lined across his back and he chuckles in surprise.

"You really left your mark, Lizzie," William says as she softly runs a hand down his back.

"Does it hurt?" Lizzie asks, worry in her voice.

"I love you for asking that," William smiles at her. "Besides, it's hardly your best work. These will fade quickly."

"I feel like there's a challenge in there somehow," Lizzie says as she narrows her eyes at him.

"Only if you're trying to draw blood," William raises an eyebrow and she shakes her head. He kisses her temple and turns her around towards the door. "Come on. We've spent enough time in here. I could use my shirt as well."

"I like the view though," Lizzie says, smiling at him over her shoulder.

"Plenty of opportunities when we reach our destination," William grins, lightly patting her butt and making her squeak in delight. "Now go. I'm starving."

Time progresses as they enjoy their privacy in the jet. After they have something to eat and are sufficiently full, William turns the couch into a bed. He finds blankets and pillows in a cabinet and they make themselves comfortable, spooning each other as they watch a movie. It's not long before the events of their day catch up with them and they fall asleep, William holding Lizzie tightly in his arms.


Monday, February 2nd

A small shudder of turbulence wakes up Lizzie, jerking awake in William's arms. A moment later, another jolt of turbulence wakes up William, Lizzie biting the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing. The shaking of the plane stops within seconds but they're sitting up and rubbing the sleep out of their eyes. The copilot emerges a few moments later letting them know everything's fine and they'll be arriving in Dubai within the hour.

"What time is it?" Lizzie asks, stretching her arms above her head.

"Dubai is twelve hours ahead of us soo," William checks his watch. "It's 5:29 pm."

"Huh," Lizzie says simply, getting up from the couch and moving to a chair by the window.

"What is it?" William asks.

"I feel like we should be more disoriented," Lizzie says with a shrug.

"The oval windows allow more light," William replies. "That mixed with the fresh air being pumped into the cabin and the low pressurization puts less…"

William trails off as he looks over and sees Lizzie trying to hide another smile.

"Lecture mode," William says with a sheepish smile.

"That was interesting though," Lizzie replies. "Keep going?"

"The way everything is situated, it just…It doesn't put your body through as much exertion," William says as he stands up. "Plus you're not hearing the constant loud humming of the engines."

"I think this is the best flying experience I've ever had," Lizzie says, helping him fold up the blankets.

"It wouldn't have anything to do with the fact that you're on your way to paradise, would it?" William asks playfully.

"Maaaybe," Lizzie smiles cheesily up at him. "The company is fantastic, most importantly."

"It's okay," William says nonchalantly and Lizzie nudges him in the shoulder. He raises an eyebrow at her before smiling widely, dimples and all. "The company is better than fantastic."

"That's better," Lizzie says and he chuckles, leaning down and kissing her. He takes the blankets and grabs the pillows, putting them back where he found them. Then he takes two bottles of water from the mini fridge and finds Lizzie sitting in a new seat near the middle of the cabin. She smiles and pats the seat next to her, William handing her a bottle and happily sitting next to her.

"Did you realize," William starts, leaning in so that their shoulders are touching. "We have officially been married for two days now?

"Only if you factor in the time change," Lizzie says. "Technically, it's been a day and a half."

"We'll be living in this time zone for three weeks," William says pointedly.

"But then we've lost one third of the time we've been married," Lizzie says with a mocking pout.

"Lizzie," William says softly, grabbing her left hand. He looks down at her ring finger and rubs his thumb across the band before looking up at her. "I am cherishing every hour and every moment that we're married. And we'll gain those twelve hours back when we fly home."

"You are always so sweet when I tease," Lizzie says, glancing down at their joined hands.

"I think you tease just to hear me say sweet things," William smiles, bringing her hand up and kissing it.

"You caught me," Lizzie hums and William gazes at her for a few moments. "What?"

"I'm very anxious to get to our final destination," William says. "All I want to do is sit by the pool with my wife and enjoy the weather."

"All you want to do?" Lizzie asks, prodding him.

"Basically, I want to spend a lot of time alone with you," William says.

"That definitely makes two of us," Lizzie replies warmly.

Once William and Lizzie arrive in Dubai and they've thanked the pilots profusely, they find their car waiting. William made arrangements during their flight to have a car to take them around Dubai for the evening before returning to the airport for the second to last leg of their journey. After a very short amount of research, they decided on a place called Eauzone; a casual restaurant sitting right on the Dubai shore.

Lizzie takes a ton of pictures on the way to the restaurant, and William happily complies every time she pulls him in for one with the two of them. The restaurant is even more amazing than they originally expected and they can hear the waves crashing on the beach when they get out of their car. They link hands and walk on a wooden winding path, situated above clear blue water.

"Think the water is warm?" Lizzie asks, bumping their hands against his thigh.

"I'm sure," William says before adding. "Would you like to find out?"

"I will pull you right in with me, sir," Lizzie says confidently. "Though, I think it would be a good look on you. Would you like to find out?"

"Another time," William chuckles as they walk inside.

William and Lizzie end up partaking in a four-course meal since they aren't in a hurry. They enjoy the relaxing atmosphere of the restaurant and idly toy with their hands joined across the table, chatting about everything they're excited about. They both end their meal with a crunchy chocolate praline with crème brulee before finally leaving the restaurant, full and happy and ready for the rest of their journey

Neither of them want to overdo it with another flight ahead of them, so they settle for a driving tour of Dubai. Their driver takes them around the city in the time they have left. Lizzie wishes they could have had this layover during the day but seeing the nightlife of the city is still wonderful, especially since she gets to share this experience with her husband. Before they know it, it's nearing one am and they agree it's best to head back to the airport.

They luckily don't have to wait at their gate too long before boarding. Their plane takes off soon after and they quickly fall asleep, with Lizzie resting her head against William's shoulder.


Tuesday, February 3rd

"Lizzie…Lizzie, wake up."

A deep voice and the soft sensation of fingers brushing across her cheek slowly pull her out of sleep. Lizzie takes a moment to adjust to her surroundings before lifting her head. Her eyes finally focus and she's greeted by her smiling husband, looking relatively refreshed but sporting an appealing five o'clock shadow from all of their traveling.

"Good morning, beautiful," William murmurs.

"Morning," Lizzie mumbles, stretching out the cricks in her neck. "Are we almost there?"

"We're landing in a few minutes," William says while they bring their seats into upright positions. "The flight attendant was going to wake you but I charmed her out of it."

"Flirting with other women on our honeymoon?" Lizzie asks in a faux annoyed voice. "While I'm sleeping?"

"My wife has told me about the effect I have on women. I simply used it to wake you up in a better manner than she would have," William raises an eyebrow, leaning in close and lowering his voice. "She nearly gave a man two rows up a heart attack waking him up."

"Oh dear," Lizzie makes a face. "By all means then. Charm the pants off anybody you'd like."

"Or the dress," William says with a subtle smile, and Lizzie gives him an expressive look. He takes her hand and laces their fingers together. Lizzie leans over to kiss his cheek.

As their plane heads for the airstrip near the edge of water, they're treated to the beginnings of a sunrise. It's in full swing as they exit the plane and wait for their luggage. Lizzie makes sure to snap a few pictures.

"I feel like we're a world away," Lizzie says once they finally get their luggage.

"It certainly seems like it with the amount of traveling we've done," William smiles at her.

"This is going to be so amazing," Lizzie turns towards him. "And to share this experience with you…"

"I can't think of a better person to see the other side of the world with," William hums, bending his head close to her. Lizzie lets go of her luggage and throws her arms around his neck, standing on her toes as she pulls him in for a kiss. Tingles run down her spine as his hands slide to her back and hold her tightly against him. She never wants this feeling to fade and she looks forward to it every time they embrace. When William draws back, they share a significant look before he takes a deep breath.

"We need to find our ride," William says, tucking a lock of hair behind Lizzie's ear.

"Yes, we do," Lizzie nods in agreement.

Thankfully, their helicopter happens to be located alongside the runway at the airport. They are pointed in the right direction, walking and arriving at the Zil Air facility a few minutes later. William checks in while Lizzie waits in the spacious lounge with their luggage. He returns to her side and they enjoy some early morning refreshments as they wait for the helicopter to be prepared.

Soon, they are being escorted to their helicopter transfer and William makes a point of ducking to avoid the fast moving blades. The doors are closed behind them and they're handed noise-canceling headphones after buckling up. William helps Lizzie put them on and grins at the slightly comical image of her wearing overly large headphones. He puts his on and then grabs the camera from her, taking a picture with the two of them that later hangs on the wall in his home office. The helicopter finally takes off and Lizzie seizes William's hand, holding it tight.

The ride takes less than twenty minutes and the pilot lets the newlyweds in on some of the best hideaway spots on the surrounding islands. Everywhere they look offers them a gorgeous view of the Indian Ocean and they are completely blown away by the beauty of it all. Their final destination approaches quickly and they are relieved to finally see it

They land on a grass airstrip at the edge of a long stretch of beach and a cluster of staff members are waiting for them as they disembark. A golf cart is parked next to them and ready for their use. William helps Lizzie out of the helicopter while their luggage is taken care of by two of the staff members. As the helicopter takes off again, they are greeted with chilled washcloths and glasses of fruit punch.

"Welcome to Fregate Island!"


Notes:

Now you finally know where they're going to be hanging out for the next three weeks!

Short story time: A looong time ago, I flew up to San Francisco to visit with my brother (and meet Teresa for the first time). My flight was canceled and we were NEVER told why. The employees didn't even know something was wrong until everybody started lining up to be rerouted. Silver lining? I got inspired for this chapter specifically :)

Thank you so much to Teresa as always. Also thanks to Sarah for helping me when I would get stuck.

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