Finally, its chapter two! /Le gasp/ :P Anyways, 'tis only a two part, this is a slightly longer chapter than the last. R&R please :)
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Fighting Temptations the Sequel
Chapter 2: High Hopes for Will
"Miss…I mean, Elizabeth, might I enquire as to when your father is coming home?" Will stood rather uncomfortably in the hall of the Swann mansion. He clutched the sword case with sweaty palms and fidgeted slightly. Will had tried to look his best for the Governor, wearing his finest clothes. They consisted of his best pants, shirt and jacket, topped off by polished shoes.
Elizabeth looked him up and down and nearly burst out laughing. "William, what a nice outfit you have on."
Will's heart raced as he realised she was making fun of him. "Please don't mock me, and anyway, I could say the same about you." He grinned and pointed at her painting clothes.
"William! I was painting, in case you hadn't noticed." Her frock was covered in smears of brown, green and yellow.
Both loved to have a go at each other, especially Elizabeth, who was very defensive. Will got a reasonable amount of satisfaction from it, but he had his limits.
"May I see it?" Will asked hopefully, ignoring the dirty look he was receiving from Elizabeth. "I mean, if you want to show it to me that is. It's just, well, your father isn't here yet, so.." Will stammered on.
Elizabeth shrugged as if acting calm, but she fidgeted slightly. "I suppose, but its not finished yet."
He nodded and she extended her hand out for him to take. He reluctantly took it, and she led him through the house to the sunroom.
The room was very pretty; pot plants adorned the walls and flowers were littered on the tables in vases. Will was distracted long enough to not notice the painting yet. He set down the sword case on one of the tables.
Elizabeth turned to face him and smiled. "Well here it is." She removed the cover off the easel and Will's heart started to beat faster.
"The Smithy?" He questioned, puzzled. Why had she painted the Smithy? He thought to himself. Elizabeth dragged over a small bench for them both and they sat down in front of the painting. Suddenly, Elizabeth became rather shy and embarrassed, her cheeks glowing a light shade of red.
"I hadn't really thought of showing it to anyone." She told him. Especially you, she thought.
"Its marvellous!" He exclaimed in awe. "But…why?"
Elizabeth's heart began to race, much like Will's earlier. "Well…I don't know. I guess I just like to think about you sometimes. I mean, that was completely improper of me, sorry." She mumbled under her breath.
"Not at all." Will put her thoughts to ease; he was rather enjoying this little get together.
Their hands were rested on both of their sides on the bench in an effort to support themselves, and none noticed that their fingers were touching slightly. Will finally realised and withdrew his hand away quickly, but by this time Elizabeth had noticed, and smiled to herself.
She rather liked the feel of Will touching her, it sent chills down her spine and made butterflies in her stomach. She shook herself out of her little trance and turned to face him.
"Well, as you can see, its not finished, would you like to help?" She asked as she picked up some disguarded brushes and paint. Will nodded and she handed him a brush.
"Just paint the background, here's some green." She handed him the palette and he began to paint. After what seemed like mere seconds to Will, Elizabeth set down her brush.
"Thank you for helping Will, but you missed a spot." She held her hand atop of his and guided him so he filled in the rest. Will swallowed when she didn't let go.
Elizabeth gripped his hand and Will guided it down to rest mid air, setting the brush down on the little ledge on the easel on the way. She laced her fingers with his. Will turned to face her and she nearly gasped when he looked deep into her eyes, making him shiver slightly with anticipation.
Caught up in the moment, Will leaned forwards, making Elizabeth tighten her grip on his hand.
"Will…" She whispered, her breath fanning his lips. She moved forwards and their lips touched for the first time. This sent tingles down Will's spine and he closed his eyes, savouring the moment, Elizabeth doing the same. Her hand found his shoulder and she rested it there, while his found the crook of her neck, where neck met shoulder.
She gasped as his lips became more prodding and she felt his tongue trace the outside of her lips. Will had butterflies in his stomach; he was kissing Elizabeth! He had fantasized about this moment for years, well quite a while at least, and now he was carrying out his desires.
After a few moments, Will realised he needed to breath so he pulled back. Elizabeth, still a little shocked, but nonetheless pleased, smiled at him. She brought her hand up and touched her lips, still tasting Will, and loving it.
He broke the silence, his hands shaking slightly. "Was that the first time…you've kissed someone?" He asked.
She nodded, still fingering her lips.
"Me too." He was a little breathless.
"I'm glad it was with you." She told him warmly, and took both of his hands in hers. Elizabeth wanted more, she needed to see...feel…taste if it was all real, and not some beautiful dream, so she leaned forwards and brushed her lips against his again, rekindling the sparks he had felt earlier.
A few minutes passed as the pair kissed their way into the clouds, and after a while there was a few shuffling of feet and the closing of some doors, and a few muffled 'hellos'.
Will realised the Governor had returned and he bolted up, giving Elizabeth a fright. She stood up and hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go.
"Our little secret?" She whispered in his ear, and he nodded.
"Our little secret." He confirmed, and grinned.
Will Turner walked out of the mansion and down the drive happier than he had ever been in his life. Maybe I'm not just a Blacksmith's Apprentice to her now... he thought to himself as he walked home, touching his lips fondly as he remembered her taste.
FIN
Well, I finally finished it! Heh, so what did you think?
