Chapter 5

Will had waited weeks, and still had not found the right time to ask Elizabeth to spend eternity with him. It wasn't as if he found the moment then would chicken out, there just simply hadn't been one.

These last few weeks, he had been working at his smithy, and Elizabeth had been around helping him by delivering messages, feeding his mule, cleaning, organizing, and anything else he would allow her to do. Her back was no longer an issue, so she was moving around well on her own, and had decided to pick up a job as a beer maid at the tavern nearby. She served the beer, but made it clear that she was not up for sale, and had already won a couple fights with men who couldn't spell, let alone understand, the meaning of 'no'.

With all this in mind, he decided to make his perfect moment. He set about his plan, working extra hard for the next week so that he could take a day off without getting behind. Early one evening, while Elizabeth was doing an errand, he went to her boss and asked him for a day off for Elizabeth for 'personal reasons'.

The day before his plan would go into effect, he went to the jeweler. Requesting to see the most inexpensive, he quickly picked one out. It was a simple silver band, with a very small diamond in the center. He was ashamed at how little his ring could offer her, but hoped she would be more excited by the prospect of marrying him then getting a new ring.

The next day, Will woke up, and was grateful for the day off. He laid on what had become their shared bed, watching Elizabeth sleep. He smiled widely and squirmed with happiness at the thought that, if things went the way he hoped, the women cuddled into his arms at the moment would be his fiancé. The thought alone was all he needed to sustain himself to the end of the day.

The plan was simple. The day would be filled with things they had spoken of doing, but never got around to doing; taking a walk along the beach, eating breakfast in bed, going to the market together, spending time just the two of them.

Stroking his hand through her hair, Will placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, and then got up to make breakfast. He made eggs and bacon, and had a glass of goats milk for her. Waiting for the food to cool off so it wouldn't burn her tongue, he walked into their bedroom, where his love was just waking up. A look of surprise covered her face when he walked in.

"Will, aren't you supposed to be at work by now? You have all those order's due today." She looked at curiously.

"Well, you see, about those. I finished them. So I thought we could take today off, and spend it together?" He was hopeful she wouldn't bring up work, that would mean he would have to explain that he talked to her boss. Which would lead her to suspicions, which would mean the whole day she would ask questions about his motives.

"Well, ok. Mr. Peterson already gave me today off. He said that he understood when I needed a 'personal' day. He is a creepy man." She shivered, then looked to see what he was holding.

"Will, is that...is that breakfast?" Her voice showed how shocked she was. Of all the sweet things he had done, this was one of the sweetest.

"I thought you might be hungry." He smiled sheepishly. Looking down at the breakfast he had made, he suddenly realized this may not be the best idea.

"If you're not, it's ok, I can just-" He started to turn away, when she called him.

"No, Will! I was just surprised is all! It looks delicious!" She settled in, and Will walked towards her, carrying the breakfast. Sitting next to her, he sat down and watched as she enjoyed the meal, occasional giving praise for the wonderful food.

After she finished and Will had gone to put the dishes by the makeshift sink, he came and sat next to her.

"So I was thinking that we could maybe do the stuff we've been talking about. You know, walk on the beach at sunset, go to the markets together, be around each other a lot today. Does that sound alright?"

"That sounds excellent Will. But can we stay here for a bit? I kind of would like to be in the house with you for a while before going out. I like you being home with me during the day." She gave him a sweet smile, and he couldn't refuse her, not that he wanted to.

"Of course." With that, he leaned down and gave her a chaste kiss, and the settled into the headboard, just enjoying the company of the other. Slowly, Will began rubbing her thigh, up and down, creating a stirring in Elizabeth's middle she had never felt. He absentmindedly trailed his hand along her thigh, sometimes rubbing circles, and slowly his hand went to her inner thigh.

The stirring Elizabeth was feeling became more intense and wider spread as Will continued his unknown ministrations. Finally, Elizabeth could take it no more and let out a little whimper. A place between her legs was burning, and she needed it to stop.

"Elizabeth, are you ok?" Will looked down at her, and jumped when he saw where his hand had been. He had been too busy, thinking about today and how much he loved this woman to notice that his hands had wandered down her stomach to her thighs.

"Will, just kiss me." Elizabeth grabbed his face, and kissed him with all the desire she felt. Will was astonished that such forward behavior was coming from his Elizabeth. But, the strain in his pants was evidence that he didn't mind at all.

Neither knew much of what to do, but both felt a lust that was more intense then either had experienced before. Without knowing why, Elizabeth straddled Will and kissed him hard as her arms circled his neck. Will returned her fervor, even kicking it up a notch by bringing his hands lower on her back to rest on her backside, pulling her closer to him. Elizabeth let herself down, and was rewarded when she landed on Will's obvious arousal.

At this, Will couldn't muffle the moan, and Elizabeth's gasp of pleasure only made him harder. "Elizabeth, oh...uh...oh god" Elizabeth was kissing and nibbling his neck, and as she would try to get better access to skin, she wriggled on top of him, giving him friction on a part that was desperately wanting it.

"Huh?" She looked up at him, hands up his shirt, a look in her eyes that made him want to kiss her until they couldn't breathe anymore, and a pout on her lips.

"Are you sure? I don't want to force you into anything." His breathing was ragged, and he was working incredibly hard to say those two sentences. She was still on top of him, and he was very aware of it.

"I'm sure Will. I've wanted you for weeks, years even. Now please just kiss me!" He happily obliged, kissing her in the lips then making a trail down her neck where he discovered all the places that make her moan and squirm.

She raked her hands up and down his chest, and pulled his shirt off. This stirred his hands to life, and they quickly removed his shirt that she was sleeping in. Finding that she was wearing no pants, he smirked at her, and dived for her lips. Kissing her frantically, his hands moved to her chest, and began inflicting a slow torture using his hands, and later his mouth. He kissed down her neck, to nip lightly on her collarbone, before ravishing her chest. She moaned and squirmed below him, the stirring and aching at the apex of her legs becoming too much to bear.

"Will, please. Now." Smirking at her begging, he kissed her lips and positioned himself at her entrance. "Will, wait. I'm...I've never..." Will's eyes widened. Of course she was a virgin. He wanted nothing more then to just thrust right in, but knew that would cause her the most amount of pain.

"Well, here then." He flipped them over so that she was on top, positioned right over his arousal. "You can lower yourself down, and when it hurts too much, just stop and get used to it." He looked up at the beauty straddling him and smiled his heart breaking smile.

"OK." Elizabeth leaned over and kissed him passionately, and started to lower herself onto him. She moved incredibly slowly, and had stopped kissing him to enjoy the feeling. Once she got his head in, she stopped and looked down at her lover.

His face was contorted, into not one of pain, but a face of resistance and pleasure. He resisted the urge to thrust up, and laid still, hands gripping the sheets at his sides.

Deciding to tease him, she rose a little, then came back down to take in only the head again. They both gasped, and his hands flew to hear hips , gripping them hard. Slower then before, she lowered herself millimeter by millimeter down his length, causing him to gasp and moan and try not to wriggle beneath her. She giggled, but was also moaning and stopped giggling when his hands found her breasts. Gasping, she stopped her movement. The stretching she needed to accommodate his huge member was exquisite, and his hands were doing devilish things to her chest.

Will felt her stop, and took the moment to sit up. Now, the position was better suited for the pleasure and torture he wanted to return to her. He was only half inside her, and the difference in heat was driving him wild, almost enough to push him over the edge.

Taking one of her breasts to his mouth, inflicted a slow torture on her before moving to the other. Elizabeth moaned and after a while, took him fully in.

Neither could remember of control much after that.