Enjoy a short chapter filled with some fluffy smut and a romantic moment, you horny bastards :)
"Where are you taking me?" Clare asked, being led by Eli to an unknown location, blindfolded and in a particularly short dress.
"Didn't I tell you?" said Eli. "I made a secret sex dungeon."
"Ha ha," joked Clare. "No, seriously."
"Just wait and see." Although a bit nervous, Clare was curious as to what Eli had planned. Based on the feeling below her feet and the sounds being made, they were in a woodsy area, possibly up on a hill. Eli stopped her in her tracks and removed the blindfold. After taking a second to adjust to the light, Clare was greeted by the sight of a lavish picnic and twinkling lights surrounding the church ruins they discovered in high school.
"Eli," gasped Clare. "This is...so beautiful."
"Adam's party for Fiona gave me some inspiration," Eli said. He was dressed in a suit, minus his jacket due to the humidity. "Milady." He gestured to the picnic and the pair sat.
"Do I detect a bottle of rosé?" asked Clare.
"With bubbles," Eli replied, hoisting the pink prize into the air.
"Aw, you know me so well." Eli really hoped he did. Otherwise, this proposal was not going to go well.
"Would you care for some grapes, Your Grace?" he exaggerated.
"But of course," Clare said, just as dramatic. "Feed me, Seymour." Following their feast, the two laid out under the stars and twinkling lights.
"Thank you for such an amazing date," sighed Clare.
"Oh, it's not over yet," Eli said. It was time. "There's something hidden behind the rock wall."
"Really?" Clare jumped up and looked for her treasure with a smile on her face. As she rooted through leaves and dirt, Eli got into position. "I can't find it."
"Turn around." Clare whipped around to find Eli down on one knee, ring in hand. "Oh, my God…"
"Clare, you are the love of my life. I can't imagine going any further in my life without you, and I know that I've hurt you in the past. I promise I will spend the rest of my life atoning for my mistakes if it means I can spend it with you. And I know that you've still got a few years in school and we're both trying to get our shit together, but I'm not saying we have to get married now, we can wait for a few years-"
"Eli-Eli, stop." Clare leaned down to kneel in front of him. Smiling softly, she placed her hands on his face and kissed him deeply. Eli pulled away with a look a hopeful confusion.
"Wait, so-" he started.
"It's a yes," breathed Clare. The two broke into wide smiles and laughed. "Yes, Eli, I will marry you." Eli happily slid the ring onto Clare's finger, with Alli had correctly predicted would be the correct size. Eli made a mental note to thanks her for the advice and for somehow keeping this whole affair a secret. The pair stood up and Eli twirled Clare around, kissing her deeply. Neither was quite sure how they ended up against a stone wall with Clare's legs wrapped around Eli's waist, but they didn't complain.
"I don't have a condom," Eli said breathlessly.
"I'm still on the pill, it's fine," said Clare. They brought their mouths together once more as Eli reached down to unzip his pants and free his already leaking cock. Pulling Clare's panties to the side under her dress, he slowly began to enter her, kissing her neck as she moaned in pain and pleasure. A moment passed before he began to thrust into her, no longer caring if any students decided to pass by and become scarred for life. Clare gasped loudly and reached a hand down to touch herself while Eli fucked her.
"Fuck, Eli," she moaned. Eli quickened his pace, breathing out Clare's name like a prayer. Clare practically screamed as her orgasm quickly overcame her. Eli felt her walls clench around him and after a few quick thrusts, he came deep inside the woman he loved.
"I love you, I love you," he breathed slowly as they both came down from their high. Eli gently lowered Clare to the ground but kept her against the wall in case her knees gave out.
"You are something else, Elijah Goldsworthy," said Clare, drowning herself in his eyes.
"I'm yours," he replied, kissing her softly.
"And I'm yours, fiance." Eli walked Clare back to the car, grabbing what was left of their picnic on the way. He took a towel from the trunk and gave it to Clare to cleanse herself, and the two laughed the whole way home, joking about the many ways their parents might have heart attacks when they decided how and when to tell the news.
Their story doesn't end here, folks! Be prepared for some wild twists and turns...
