It's done. DONE! And before school too. I'm so proud! Anyways, this chapter is quite descriptive, so there's a friendly warning. I tried to tone it down...I just couldnt. And I didnt want to cut bits out and put the full version on my website, I hate doing that. So just please enjoy it! lol. So yes, last chapter, all about the sex. -sigh- It gets fluffier at the end. I even threw a few lines in from a roleplay with my friend Atiqah. They were just so cute! I wont tell you which ones though.

So thanks to all that read and reviewed this rather random jumble of events I call Midnight Rendezvous! My most successful story!

Rest assured, there will be plenty of other stories coming from my brain in the near future!

Enjoy...

Midnight Rendezvous

Chapter Five: To Hold and Be Held

"Come…Elizabeth…lets take this to the bedroom…" He whispered into her ear, and she flashed him a desire-filled gaze before slowly pushing herself off his body.


Will watched as she stepped out of the tub and walked over to the cupboard, bringing out two towels, wrapping one around her body before walking back to the tub and holding out the other towel for him.

Will rose on shaky legs and reached for the towel, stepping out of the tub and wrapping it around his shoulders. Elizabeth began drying herself but Will stopped her.

"Here, let me," he said softly, taking the towel from her hands and beginning to dry her milky white skin. He started at her neck and moved down to her breasts, rubbing her skin in circular motions to rid it of the water.

He stole a glance at her and found she had closed her eyes. With a smile, he went lower to her stomach, bringing her closer by grasping her hips. He could feel her skin twitch as his fingertips flitted around her bellybutton.

"Mmm…lower Will…" she sighed out, her arms now wrapping around his neck. Will obliged, the towel now forgotten on the floor as he fingertips brushed lower, grazing the inside of her thighs.

She whimpered, hooking one leg around his, her hips striving to make contact with his fingers. With one hand he grasped her thigh and in response she lifted her other leg and pulled herself up, wrapping her legs around his waist. He steadied her with his hands, holding her backside firmly. She groaned as his lips attached to her collarbone, moving up to her neck where he bit and licked at her supple skin, creating a mark.

Weaving her hands tightly through his hair she pushed his head closer to her neck, craving more of the exquisite feeling his lips were creating.

Will's legs were currently feeling weak and his arms were paining him from holding Elizabeth up for so long. He turned and started to stagger into their bedroom, Elizabeth clinging onto him tightly in fear of dropping to the ground.

Which was most definitely not going to happen, considering the hold Will had around her. Elizabeth squeezed Will's waist with her legs, eliciting a groan from her husband at the feel of his hardness pressed against the inside of her soft thigh.

He carried her over to the bed, gently lowering her down to the soft sheets. Elizabeth moved back to the pillows, stretching out seductively, making sure all her curves were shadowed. She was teasing him; he knew it. Enticing him to move forward. But he wouldn't give in that easily. No.

He stretched out diagonally on the bed, showing off his chiseled chest and hard muscles. Her eyes traveled down his side, the way it dipped down to meet his hips and then up again to shape his backside. Her eyes flared with a fiery desire, a desire that burned throughout her whole body. It started in her chest, searing down into the pit of her stomach, ending at her soft center, which swelled and throbbed with passion and lust.

Elizabeth curled her finger at him, unable to resist his silent taunting any longer. Her eyes pleaded with him, begged him to come have his way with her, rid her body of the dull ache it had been harbouring for the past week.

"Please…" she whispered. It was only a whisper, but Will could hear it as clearly as the birds on a Sunday morning.

"Please…I need you…"

Without thinking, she rested a hand on her flat stomach, fingers circling her bellybutton slowly. She let out a sigh and her fingers moved upwards, dipping in between the hollow of her breasts before she swirled a finger around her right peak. Surprised at how rigid it felt; she let out a small gasp.

Will was left lying there, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets at the sight of his gorgeous wife touching her chest and whimpering. Unknown to him, however, it was all a ploy to get him to move closer. Well, it certainly worked. She beamed as he crawled towards her, hands grasping her feet, pinning them to the bed so her knees were high up in the air.

She spread her legs wide, beckoning him to her. Her unique aroma immediately filled his nostrils and sent him wild with desire. He kissed a path up the inside of her thigh; deliberately avoiding the area she needed the most attention. He wanted to prolong it as much as possible before he delved in. His tongue swirled around her bellybutton and he licked a path back down to her hips.

She was writhing beneath him, reaching such a state of ecstasy that she thought she would explode with passion then and there. In the back of her mind, she told herself to hold off a little longer. She needed to hold off a little longer. She owed it to Will, at least.

"Will…lower…" she moaned, her hips unconsciously bucking upwards to try and meet his mouth.

Will gladly obliged, kissing a path downwards until the sprinkle of coarse hair tickled his nose.

"No, Will…please…" she lifted his head with a finger under his chin then reached for his hand, bringing it towards her center. He rested his palm on her, immediately feeling the heat radiating from deep inside her core, a place he longed to go to. Longed to feel, to touch, to taste, and to caress…to love.

Elizabeth's whimpers instantly brought him out of his daydreams. He had to arch his hips to accommodate his aching arousal. He needed her as well, but his need was different. He needed to feel one with her; he needed to feel her surrounding him, to feel whole. His need burned like a fire, his need to feel one with his wife.

Will slowly parted her delicate folds with his fingers, taking note how swollen and puffy they looked. Her flesh was red raw and dripping with moist desire. He marveled at how sensual she looked; like a goddess.

His finger slowly swirled around her entrance before piercing her flesh. He slowly pushed his way inside, spurred by her cries of encouragement and her bucking hips. She felt so hot and wet, and he wasn't afraid to let her know with kisses to the inside of her thighs.

His finger mimicked the hard length of him, moving back and forth, sliding in and out of her tender body in quick motions, and leaving her moaning in pleasure.

When Elizabeth felt ready to explode she cried out to Will and he immediately removed his finger. He knew how she liked to play it, her game. She always loved to experience the first rush of pleasure when they were joined. It was something she'd always favoured. She loved the intimacy and the feeling of him buried deep within her body; the feeling of fullness and wholeness.

"Now, Will…now…" she was so close it was almost painful. Her loins felt like they were on fire. She needed release, and she needed it now.

He moved up her body so that he was face to face with her, peppering scorching kisses along her jaw and lips. She wrapped her legs around his waist as best she could and cried out when he pushed himself inside her softness. He slid in with ease and was soon completely incased by her.

Her velvety walls clenched his manhood tightly and he groaned low in his throat at the feeling. A week was far too long for celibacy. Celibacy in itself was far too long.

Elizabeth sighed in pleasure as Will guided the hard length of him back and forth with ease. She gripped his hair tightly and brought his face down to hers, kissing him with all the passion she could muster as his hips strived to achieve the goal of completion.

As Will increased the pace, she pulled away from the kiss and rested her head on his shoulder. In the heat of the moment she bit down hard on his skin and he cried out, not from pain, but from pleasure. Her fingernails clawed at his back, leaving scratch marks on his sinewy form. Will called them her marks of love.

Elizabeth moaned as she climaxed quickly, the pleasure starting all the way from her head down to her toes, lighting every nerve ending on fire. Waves and waves of pleasure engulfed her whole body, making her tremble. She sighed with satisfaction, her head falling back against the pillow as she willed herself to keep going for Will. She rocked her hips with his, her arms wrapping themselves around his waist.

Will could feel her walls tightening around his organ, and it spurred him to move quicker, faster and harder against her. He could feel he was getting close to release as well. Beads of sweat formed on his back and shoulders and dripped down between their bodies. His muscles ached from the exertion, but he wouldn't stop to rest. No, his craving for release kept him going.

Eventually he was rewarded with the most wonderful of sensations. He cried out, overcome with such a rush of pleasure that it made him lightheaded and weak. Elizabeth was filled to the brim with his white-hot seed, his manhood throbbing and pulsating as the moment passed.

His head fell to her shoulder as he tried to calm his racing heart. She rubbed his back in circles with her palms, whispering words of love into his soft neck. Sated and worn out, she buried her face in his shoulder, kissing his skin lightly. She had left a mark when she bit down, but it was hardly noticeable.

"Elizabeth…god, I love you so much…" he murmured into her slightly damp hair. She smiled and her hand went up to cup his cheek.

"I love you too darling. I can't believe I lasted this long without you."

Will captured her lips in a passionate kiss before moving to slide from her body. She stopped him however, squeezing her legs tightly around his waist.

"Not yet…I want you inside me…just a bit longer…" she looked up at him hopefully and he smiled warmly, rolling them both to lie side by side. Elizabeth wrapped a leg around his waist tightly and squeezed, sending newfound jolts of pleasure throughout her body. She sighed and buried her nose in the crook of his neck, setting soft kisses to his skin.

"Will…how is it that I make you feel?" she asked suddenly, tracing a particular scar that was slightly visible on his chest.

"What do you mean, love?" he asked curiously, straining his eyes to look down at her.

"Mmm…I've always wondered how I make you feel. The way I look at you…the way I kiss you, touch you, hold you…"

"You make me feel alive," he answered, "So alive and wonderful. The way you look at me makes my knees weak. You hold such love in your eyes that whenever you look directly into mine, I feel whole. Your kisses are so soft and gentle, yet electrifying all the same. Your flavour leaves me craving more. Whenever we pull away, all I can think about is capturing your lips again, to feel how soft they are, how they always pout automatically." Will traced her lips in emphasis.

Elizabeth had tears in her eyes listening to his testimony. She held him tighter and he continued.

"Your touch, feels like velvet and silk. When you touch me, Elizabeth, I feel like I'm floating." He reached out and laced his fingers with hers. "Did you know Elizabeth, that my most favourite time of day is when we finish making love and lie in each others' arms?"

She shook her head mutely, looking up at him.

"Just having you next to me, knowing that we will fall asleep holding each other, and wake up holding each other…I cannot think of anything I would rather do than to hold you, and to be held by you."

"Will…" she buried her head in his chest, tears of love trickling down her cheeks. He stroked her neck with the back of his callused hand, his lips moving along her forehead. She turned her head slightly and kissed his wrist, willing the tears to go away.

"Now look what you've done, Will Turner. You've made me into a bawling mess." She managed a laugh, wiping at her eyes, her cheeks now damp.

"Terribly sorry, darling," he grinned fondly at her, kissing the tip of her nose.

"If only we could live twice…" she mumbled, looking up at him with such sincerity it made him melt.

"We do…I mean, we will. Once we pass on…we'll be up there in the sky, in heaven, together forever." He brushed her cheek with his lips. "Though right now, I'm already in heaven…"

"Oh Will, what am I going to do with you?" she teased, tapping him playfully on the nose, "You say such sweet things that make me melt."

"Then I'm doing my job," he grinned innocently at her and she laughed, her tears now forgotten as he made her smile.

"Just hold me," she smiled, hugging him tightly. Will leaned his forehead against hers, binding his arms tighter around her lithe frame. She was still aware that they were still connected intimately and it made her shiver with delight. Her free hand delved into Will's hair, bringing his face closer to her own so she had access to his lips.

She kissed him hard, her mouth already opening for his convenience. Will's tongue flitted over her bottom lip and eventually delved in, exploring the caverns of her mouth, stroking along her teeth before settling over her tongue. They both battled for dominance, each craving the other's sweet essence until they were left panting for breath.

Will stared into her eyes, lost within her depths. She grasped him with her legs and rolled onto her back, pulling him with her so that he was now lying on top of her once again.

"Make love to me again, Will…" she requested softly, brushing a stray strand of hair from his eyes.

Will covered her lips in a sweet kiss in answer and she wrapped her legs around his waist, grinding her hips against his.

FIN

I hope you enjoyed this story, I had a blast writing it!