IF YOU WANT ME YOU CAN HAVE ME-PART 14
Hi everyone. Welcome back. Hope you had lovely Christmas. After a break I'm here again to continue the story. I feel wonderfully inspired because of many Chelsie interviews that I have seen recently on Tumblr and Youtube. That is something that I was really missing during the movie promotion. To see Jim and Phyllis being interviewed together. Alone, with nobody else. It's always a precious thing. Anyway the sight of them has inspired me to write this chapter. This time there will be a lot of rain, talking and a little of Chelsie love. Hope you will like this one too.
The next afternoon they decided to take a walk to the woods. The sun was shining so brightly, although there were few clouds on the sky. Their honeymoon was heading to an end. Two more days and they will have to go back to their duties and their trip to Scarborough was to take place two months from now-that's what they have estabilished with His Lordship earlier. Charles was needed in London during the season and not wanting to let down His Lordship, so he agreed to postpone their trip. They both wondered how on earth they will be able to get back to normal after those blissful days together. Neither of them ever felt so happy in their lives. In those last few days they could afford to being carefree and have no limitations. All the strict rules that marked their life were gone now and it was painful to think that they will have to get back to their roles. Now, when everything has changed.
Charles smiled, holding Elsie's hand while they were walking through the wood. He thought that it will take a lot of effort from him being the strict butler again and acting proffessionaly as before, even in Elsie's presence. How that will be possible now, when he already seen her naked so many times, when he knew how she smelled and tasted, how passionate she was during their intercourse. What it's going to be like to talk to her like a butler to the housekeeper, when all he could see in his mind was her-writhing beneath him in bed, moaning his name in pleasure. It's going to be bloody difficult to divide those two separate spheres of their lives.
Elsie walking by his side was having similar thoughts. She simply could not imagine that she will have to return to her role of severe housekeeper, sharp tongue and fiery. Now. When she was a woman madly in love with her husband, her beloved man. How it's going to be to see her husband a stern figure, bossing around when she knows how blissful his face is after their lovemaking, how tenderly he strokes her body in the middle of the night. Will the staff notice the difference in their behavior? Will she be able to hide her blurry eyes every time she looks at Charles? That was the situation that she had never faced before in her life and she had to find a way to deal with it.
When they reached their favorite spot in the woods, they sat on the wide stone, holding each other closely, facing the sun, which was not shining so openly as before, as the clouds were covering it more often. They didn't feel a need to speak. They just wanted to feel their mutual closeness. There was still an enormous need in them to feel this closeness. Even though they practically have been like one body and one mind those last few days. The burning desire to hug, kiss and touch each other was never ending. When Elsie lift her head and looked up, the warmest smile brightened her face and he bent down to give a sweet kiss to the tip of her nose. He loved to do that and once told Elsie that during all those years that they spent together, he often dreamed about doing this to her, especially when she frowned it, which was her constant habit.
Sitting there together, enjoying their happy time they hardly noticed the sudden change of the weather. The sun was now completely covered by the clouds, which seemed to get darker with every minute. It wasn't long as they felt first heavy raindrops falling from the sky, which caught them by surprise as they didn't have any umbrellas with them.
"Charles it's raining heavily. Looks like there is going to be a storm too any minute. We have to go back to the cottage as soon as possible."
"English weather never fails. Come on lovely! We have to run now, if we don't want to be soaked"
They fastened the pace, almost running as they were both aware that they have more than a few steps to get to the house. The rain was getting more and more thicker and they heard a first sounds of thunder coming from the the south side. Elsie began to feel a little relieved when she saw the house and during one moment of inattention, she has slipped away on the wet piece of rock and fell on the ground, feeling a sharp pain in her ankle.
"Elsie what is the matter? Are you all right?" Charles suddenly became very pale.
"I'm not sure Charles. I feel a terrible pain in my ankle. I'm not sure if I will be able to walk."
Elsie tried her best to get up, but a sharp pain has effectively made it impossible. She hissed from pain and clinge to the ground.
"I can't Charles. I'm not able to walk. I don't know what we are going to do now."
"Well there is only one solution. I have to take you to the house on my own hands." Charles leaned down to lift her, but Elsie protested.
"Charles. You can't take me to the house. It's too far away. I'm too heavy."
"You are not heavy. You weight almost nothing. Do you see any other way? I have to take you to the house Elsie. It's raining like crazy. We are going to catch a flu here, if we don't hurry. Now please grab my neck tightly and I will carry you safely to the cottage."
Having no further arguments, Elsie decided to listen to her husband and she watched how he took her in his arms and carried her towards the house, walking as fast as he could in those circumstances. In spite of this rather uncomfortable situation, Elsie thought that it was one of the most romantic situations that she has ever experienced. Here she was, injured, in the floods of the pouring rain, carried by her husband. She clinge tightly to him, praying that his strength led them safely back to the warmth of their cottage.
"Thank God we are here" Charles mumbled, as soon as they've reached the door. Somehow he managed to open them, still carrying Elsie and when they entered inside he closed the door with his foot. He carried Elsie to the sofa in the living room and gently placed her on it.
"Charles you must rest for a while now. Carrying me here must have been an enormous effort"
"I'm fine Elsie. Don't you worry. I will light a fire in a fireplace. We have to get warm in here. Fortunately I have prepared everything before we left for our walk."
"Charles Carson you are always prepared."
Charles was not wasting time and he started to light a fire, soon the fireplace was ready and the fire gave them a warm and cozy feeling. Charles neared Elsie with a concern on his face.
"How is your ankle Elsie? Here, let me help you with that."
He took her boots off and massaged her ankle reverently.
"It's not that bad Charles. Don't you worry. I must have weakened some muscles when I fell down".
"Maybe we should call Dr Clarkson to see if everything is all right?"
"There is no need. It feels much better now, although I don't know what I would have done if it wasn't for you there."
"Fortunately your husband is always on duty."
"Charles you don't look too good yourself. You should take off your clothes, you are soaking. You are going to catch a freeze."
"Yours are not exactly dry either honey."
"Well why don't we just get rid of them now, how's that sound?"
Charles lifted his head up, hearing flirtatious notes in his wife's voice.
"What exactly are you suggesting my beautiful wife?"
"I'm suggesting getting dry and warm in the arms of my husband, if that's all right with you Mr Carson?"
"I can live with that."
Elsie smiled to herself, seeing the rush in her husband's moves and his anticipation to get close to her. She, herself has managed to get rid of as much of her clothes as she was able to. Without further hesitation, Charles has laid down by his wife, looking at her adoringly, but still with a little bit of fear in his eyes.
"Elsie, baby are you sure that you are better now? Is there anything you want?"
"All I want at the moment is to be in my husband's strong arms...My handsome, strong and very manly husband" She whispered, touching the muscles of his arms. "I've never felt so safe as I did today, when you were carrying me through the rain love. You are my amazing man, my most precious one"
Charles beamed with joy, hearing this, his man proud was nicely tickled by her words. He definitely felt very manly, leaning on his wife. They started to kiss softly, feeling the irresistible need of making love. They did it slowly, gently, with no rush of their usual passion. It was more about pouring the depth of their love to one another. Charles cherished his wife more then ever, showing her with every inch of him, how much he loved and desired her. Elsie reciprocated with the same, losing herself in his touches, kisses and caresses. For this once their roles were precisely determined-he was a strong and caring husband, while she was his subjected and compliant wife. When they finished, they were lying, covered with one blanket, snuggled tightly to one another, but still not being able to stop themselves from constant touches. Every now and then, Charles placed sweet, loving kisses to the top of her head, inhaling the unique smell of her hair that he loved so much. Every time he did that, Elsie returned the caress by giving the most tender kisses to his naked chest. That was one of her favorite caresses that she enjoyed the most, during their intimate moments. She simply adored the sight and the taste of her husband's naked body.
"Mmmmmm Elsie..."
"Mmmmmm Elsie what?" She giggled through his chest.
"I love when you do that..."
"That's good to know, because I happen to love to do it to you."
She looked at her husband with utter adoration in her eyes. Thinking that never in her whole life she felt that safe and that happy. Nobody has ever given her so much love and she wondered how was she ever able to spent so many years without it?
Charles was looking at Elsie, thinking that she is everything to him. His whole life, his whole world, the reason of his existence. It was almost unbeleviable that he spent all those years together with her, missing such wonderful things that they were experiencing now.
Elsie admiring her husband's body again (she almost lost count on how many times she has seen him naked during those few days), was wondering how that gorgeous man managed to conquered her heart, her mind and her body, without a doubt. His strong, solid, warm body was so stunning. How many women before her thought that about him? How many of them had experienced his closeness, his caresses? Elsie knew that Charles had sexual experiences before her. He didn't admit it openly, but she knew. Every time she started to go towards that subject, he has found some way to change the topic of the conversation, but now, suddenly Elsie was overwhelmed by a need of knowing something about her husband's past. She clinge into him more tightly, if this was at all possible and placed few, sweet, soft kisses to his chest, that drowned out a growl of pleasure from him.
"Charles...Will you do something for me if I ask you?" She said with the warmest and most innocent smile on her face.
"Hmmmm...You couldn't have picked a better time my love..You know that I'm not able to refuse you anything now."
"That's what I was hoping for...My gorgeous and most sexy man.."
"Oho, oho...I feel trouble.."
"No trouble at all. I was just wondering...You are so sweet, gentle, caring and loving man...How did you managed to hide it from me for all those years?"
"I often wonder about that sweetie. I guess my stern butler attitude has helped me a lot. You know. I've been bossing around, playing hard nut to crack. Not letting anyone see my real side."
"Anyone? Even me?"
"Especially you love. For all those years I had to show a restraint. But I have to say it was very difficult when you were around. I can't even say how many times I wanted to do something improper when you were close."
"That's good to know. But I meant earlier Charles? You are a man of the world. You've been to London with a family every season. Have you ever, I mean did you bestowed any other women with your charm?"
"So that was your question Elsie...You little Scottish devil...I knew that there was something going on behind it."
"Charles..She purred seductively into his ear.."I'm just very curious and very jealous...I know that you have other experiences, before me, the same as you know that I haven't been with any other man before. You always seem to avoid talking about it."
"Elsie..Those are not happy memories. That is something that I'm not very proud of either...I wish to forget those times."
"But why?"
"Because when I was young and I performed on stage with Grigg, I was leading a different kind of life. I was the man that I'm now ashamed of. Yes, there were other women, but that was because I was young lad and I needed my..Well my release...I would like to forget about it now.."
"I see." Elsie's face has gone sad suddenly. So she was right, there were other women, nevermind how many...She just wanted to know one thing...
"Charles...Tell me, how long ago were you with someone before we met?"
Charles looked at Elsie smiling tenderly. He understood her uncertainty. Her fears. She wanted to know the truth about him, but luckily for her the truth was very convenient.
"Elsie...I swear on the Bible and my mother's grave, that ever since the day you came to Downton there was no any other women. Never. Since the day I've met you, you have taken my heart and even my..well, my burning needs of man were not enough to search for any other women."
"Really Charles? That long? Nothing? Even when you were in London? With all it's temptations, and dissoluted women, hiding in every corner of the street?"
"Not even in London Elsie. For all those years that you came into my life, I only loved and wanted you."
"And you were able to stop yourself from...This? How is that possible? I know how difficult it is for a man to last without satisfying their needs."
"I was able. Although the worst moments were when you were around, so close to me and yet so unreachable. All those nights that we spent together, sipping Sherry in my pantry or your sitting room, when everyone else had already gone up...There were some evenings when I just couldn't help myself and I thought that one more moment and I will release that animal inside me and simply throw myself over you."
"So what stopped you then?" She giggled, stroking his bare back.
"Propriety. That damn propriety. Besides I was afraid to loose your friendship. I wasn't sure if you loved me back then and I couldn't risk of ruining our friendship. I didn't want to scare you with my unwanted advances"
"They would not have been unwanted Charles. In fact if you dared to try, it's more than likely that they would meet with a willing reception.."
"Is that so wife? In that case it turns out that I'm a bloody fool for waiting all those years to all those wonderful things that you have to offer."
"Luckily it's all yours now Charles...So take as much as you like..."
"Hmm...I like all...And I like it now..."
Charles and Elsie's lips connected again with loving and sensual kisses. Soon all the doubts were gone and Elsie felt blessed again, bathing in her husband's love.
That's it for today. So deep in our hearts I think we all knew that our Charles is a romantic type. Even though he tried to hide it for all those years ;-) Much of Chelsie love, but there is no such thing as too much of it ;-) I plan to bring some humor aspects in the next chapter, with a participation of our dear Mrs Patmore (her comic potential is endless). Hope you liked this one and if so please leave a review. Again, sorry for any possible mistakes.