Let's see...this chapie is full of smutty fluff Dun like that stuff? Meh! I had fun writing it so... fnar! By the way, the time frame is all screwed, I want it to be early evening here (but last chapie was like...morning o.O) Oh well, I have a knack for screwed time and weird situations/Cough/ Anyways, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the people portrayed in this story.
Young Love
But, do you want to go somewhere else?
Yes! Elizabeth wanted to scream out, but restrained herself and simply nodded. There was an unmistakable glint in her eyes at that point, something only Will made her have. It appeared when he intrigued her most, when he was full of surprises; this was no exception.
Will steadily got up and offered her his hand. She grasped it lightly and used it for support as she hoisted herself up, colliding with his slightly sweaty chest as she attempted to let the smell of him burn in her memory.
They walked hand in hand, Will's shirt now safely back on, to his destination. The sun began to set and the majority of Port Royal retreated to their homes for their supper.
As they walked, Elizabeth stole a glance at Will. His shirt was slightly askew, revealing his defined chest. His muscles were flexing with every step, his nipples protruding and clear, even in the dim light.
Oh god, oh god.Elizabeth struggled to maintain even the slightest bit of control as she fought the piercing urge to kiss him. She swallowed hard and looked away, biting her lower lip. She could still hear his breathing, heavy…sensual…exciting.
Finally they arrived, no doubt at the smithy. Will opened the door for her and Elizabeth stepped inside. He made sure he locked it, even at the present hour; he wasn't going to take any chances, or have any distractions.
Elizabeth gazed around at the various tools that littered the bench. She could imagine Will hammering away at a piece of steal, his arm muscles flexing and sweat dripping from his brow. It lit a fire in her heart and she smiled.
Will came up behind her and kissed her neck. She shivered as his warm breath tickled her, but she liked that feeling. He led her away to the back room, his bedroom.
Once again, he locked the door behind them. The room was dark and humid, but the window let some light seep through. Elizabeth wandered to the window and opened the shutters to let a breeze through, but drew the curtains. They danced in the breeze and she just stared at them for a moment, contemplating how lucky she was to have such a fine man.
Will ran a hand over her arm; his palm was rough but soft at the same time. Elizabeth smiled and leaned into him. She could feel his chest rise and fall against her back, and felt his arms circle around her waist, his chin resting lightly against her shoulder near her neck.
She moaned softly as he peppered kisses along her neck. His moist lips flitted across her skin; his hands lingered around her stomach and hips. As she turned to face him, she could see the desperation in his eyes, and it made her forget about her own situation mere moments before.
Will tightened his grip around her middle, and she could feel his lower half pressed tightly against her thigh. She nuzzled his neck, burying her nose in the small crevice of his throat and kissing him softly on his collarbone. His response was equally delightful; he nibbled at the juncture at her jaw and made her writhe in pleasure.
Will's arms worked at the ties that were constricting her inside the elegant yet cumbersome dress. He undid them slowly, and her dress became loose and was hanging from her shoulders.
Elizabeth reached for his shirt next, and slid it from his shoulders. She marvelled at his now heaving chest, so perfectly toned and proportioned, she longed to touch him. Deep in thought, she didn't notice Will removing the rest of her clothing. She gasped at the sudden contrast from hot to cold, as she stood there nude.
Will slipped out of his trousers quickly and backed her up to the bed, his eyes never leaving hers. He placed her gently between the sheets and she adjusted herself under him.
"Will, I know I said…Will what if your master returns…" She whispered nervously against his ear.
Will kissed her gently on the mouth. "He's out, drinking, he won't return anytime soon." He held back a laugh seeing her face a mixture of concern but also anticipation.
"All is well I hope?"
She nodded against his shoulder, and then it started, the most glorious of feelings she ever experienced in her life. With Will atop her, every movement he made sent chills down her spine.
He moved rhythmically against her, and she responded, her face buried against his shoulder. With every thrust he made, she met him with a moan, vibrating against his neck. Her hands tangled in his hair, and his rested on her hips.
She cried out and then her body went completely limp, as did his. She let out a satisfying breath against his ear, and closed her eyes. Will moved off her, and ran a finger over her trembling lips, kissing her gently.
Elizabeth buried her head against his chest, and listened to his heart die down to a regular pace.
"I love you, so much Elizabeth." Will whispered to her, as he caught his breath.
"And I you my love." She responded with a yawn.
And with that, they drifted off into a deep, contented sleep, their dreams revolving around eachother.
FIN
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