So Darcy gets a blowjob in this chapter and he kinda returns the favor. Why? Because why not?! Lol. No but seriously, I was in a mood when I wrote this bit, so that's why. I just wanted some fluff and some sexy times. You've been warned!
When she entered her room, the lights were off, the bedside lamp was on, and Darcy was on his smart phone reading some emails.
"I thought you'd be asleep already. I took forever.", Lizzie said as she made her way to the bed.
"Oh, no. I didn't get to fall asleep with you last night, so there was no way I would miss the opportunity twice in a row.", he said before putting down his phone to help Lizzie pull back the comforter.
She got in and curled up into him. She nuzzled his chest, tickling him with her nose. He chuckled and she felt it vibrate all throughout her body, filling her with a joy that only he could give her.
She looked up at him and said with a little laugh, "You know, when you took that black box out of your pocket... I thought it was going to be a ring."
He looked down at her with his eyebrows raised in surprise. "Seriously?"
"Seriously.", she answered, laughing again at how silly the idea was.
"Lizzie, you have done us both a great injustice. To think that I would propose to you on a day where you are celebrating a major achievement... and that I would do so with only a box? It's ludicrous. Surely you know you are worth more effort than that?… And in front of all those strangers… no. I wouldn't do it like that."
Lizzie looked pleased. "So you wouldn't make a huge deal in, like, a restaurant or something similar? Thanks for the heads up. I wouldn't want a lot of commotion anyway."
"I didn't say it wouldn't be a big deal, I just meant that I would want it to be something intimate. Besides, this is the first time we have properly spoken about getting engaged. You don't think I'm some insensitive fool, do you?"
"Not at all. I don't know why I jumped to that conclusion… So are you already thinking about marriage?"
Darcy sighed and kissed her forehead distractedly before saying, "To be honest… not really."
Lizzie was surprised. He was always the one mentioning marriage.
He continued, "I know I want to be your husband and I think there's a high probability that you'd like to be my wife…"
Lizzie rolled her eyes in response.
"… But the timing is not right. And the timing will not be right for a while. I've taken into consideration the brevity of our relationship, your responsibilities with your new project, my responsibilities with Pemberley, and most importantly, our child. It will be born in the midst of all these things and adding marriage to the mix would certainly make life that much more complicated."
Lizzie looked positively delighted, and squealed out a barely discernible, "My thoughts exactly!"
"Well, I am glad we agree.", he said as he gently stroked Lizzie's belly. "You know, I can't help but wonder about what my parents would think."
"Oh?" Lizzie was all ears. He didn't talk about them much, so when he did, she figured it must be important.
"Well, my mother would have loved you; that I know for a fact.", and he smiled at the thought. "And she would understand our situation. My father, on the other hand, would have been disappointed that we were planning on having the baby out of wedlock, but he would have been excited for a grandchild. And he would've liked you, too. Especially since you are so adverse to me showering you with gifts and the like. He would have valued your independent spirit."
There he was again, dismissing her issue with money. She was going to have to address this, but not right now. They were both in a wonderful mood and she was not going to ruin it.
"That's good to know.", she said with a smile.
After a few quiet minutes of cuddling, Lizzie whispered into his chest, "I love you, Will... so much." She really did. So much that she felt her heart would burst at times.
"I love you, too, baby. More than you could possibly fathom.", and he tilted her face up away from his chest so he could look into her eyes. He wished there was a way he could let her peek inside his brain, so she could see he was not exaggerating.
"Awwww!", she whispered.
She blinked several times and her cheeks filled with a rosy color, making her look bashful all of a sudden. He slowly leaned down and kissed her. It was a simple kiss; just his lips on hers. No insistence; no demanding that she part her lips for his tongue.
So he was surprised when he felt one of her hands skim across his stomach and down into his boxers. He let out a small gasp and closed his eyes when she began stroking him. She rolled Darcy over so that he would be fully on his back. He opened his eyes and shot Lizzie a "What are you doing?" look. She couldn't possibly start doing that and think that it wouldn't lead to sex.
She simply smiled back at him, leaving him wondering what the hell she was up to, but glad she was doing it.
She stopped, but only to position herself accordingly. When Darcy opened his eyes and lifted his head from the pillow, he found Lizzie's face dangerously close to his groin.
"Is she really going to-", he thought, but he was cut off by the sensation of Lizzie's mouth around his now fully erect member.
Lizzie had never given a blowjob before and she and Darcy hadn't done much other than regular sex (amazing, mind blowing regular sex, but regular nonetheless) in the last two months. They were still learning each other's bodies and were not yet bored enough to venture off into the unknown.
But after he looked into her eyes so deeply that she felt she could see right into his very soul, she wanted to bang him right then and there. She wasn't lying, however, about the possibility of noise being heard throughout the house. Even if they kept their mouths shut, the creaking of the mattress and the headboard banging against the wall would give them away. So she decided to try something new.
She tested the waters for a couple of minutes by using her hands and since he responded as she'd hoped, she moved on to using her mouth. She had no idea if she was doing it correctly but Darcy wasn't complaining, so she just kept going. She was surprised that she was actually enjoying it; knowing she could please her man was a big turn on.
Darcy couldn't form a complete thought. He was laying there with one arm underneath his head and one arm gripping the edge of the bed in order to keep from grabbing Lizzie's head. Back in the Netherfield days, Darcy had had many a daydream where Lizzie was doing this very act, and even after they started living together he would imagine it. But since they had sex often, he wasn't ever desperate enough to ask. He didn't want Lizzie to think he was a creep.
She was getting tired, so she quickened her rhythm to test if that would help speed things along for Darcy. Very shortly after, she heard him stammer, "Lizzie… I'm very close… I'm going to-". She guessed he was trying to warn her.
"I started this so I'm gonna finish it.", she thought as she put forth a last bit of extra effort into her task.
Darcy grunted and then ejaculated into Lizzie's mouth. Now she knew what Darcy tasted like.
She ended her task with a quick kiss on the tip of Darcy's penis, pulled his boxers back up, and then crawled up to her pillow where she sighed, feeling spent.
"So how did I do?", she asked smugly.
Darcy looked over at her and laughed. "Did that really just happen?", he asked, still in shock.
"Yes! So how did I do?", she asked again, curious to know if she sucked (oh yes, pun intended).
"You performed splendidly. I am at a loss for words. You know you didn't have to... swallow. I tried to warn you."
"I know. I wanted to. How can I make it better next time?"
"Next time?… I like the sound of that. Well, maybe you could use your tongue more and...", he hesitated before continuing. He was blushing like mad.
Lizzie laughed and said, "Will, we're adults! It's okay! We're going to be stuck with each other for the rest of our lives, so we might as well get comfortable with talking about these things."
"Have you ever done this before? You know what, never mind. I do not want to know."
"Nope. First time ever."
Darcy couldn't help but be glad Lizzie wasn't ever that intimate with anybody else.
"What about you? This can't have been your first blowjob."
"No this isn't the first time I have received oral sex. I experienced a lot of new things at university."
"I see... The bowling team had a lot of groupies, huh?", Lizzie teased.
Darcy shot her a fake glare in response. "That was so unexpected... Why did you do it?"
"Because I know how much you love me. And I wanted to show you how much I love you. Also, because we can't have regular sex here. The noise, remember?", she said very matter-of-factly, like it was common sense.
"Awwww", he said playfully, mimicking Lizzie from earlier, and rolled over to pinch her cheeks. The unexpected little present had left him feeling extremely playful. He straddled her and leaned down to kiss her passionately. He was going to try to return the favor. He didn't feel confident enough to give Lizzie the same thing she gave him (the robot in him wanted to be perfect and was planning on researching it. Oral sex was one of the kinds listed in the pregnancy sex book he ordered, so as soon as they got back home, he was going to read it) but he did know how to use his hands.
Darcy held himself up with one hand and used the other to lift up Lizzie's shirt and start fondling her breast.
"Mmmmm", Lizzie hummed as Darcy moved his mouth from hers to her other unattended breast. She ran her fingers through his hair as he went to work.
After a little while, Darcy's hand abandoned her breast and felt its way down to Lizzie's shorts. He stopped briefly where he imagined their little one was growing inside her and tickled the spot. Then, he slowly crept under the fabric of Lizzie's panties. Lizzie was more than happy to spread her legs slightly so Darcy's hand could easily make its way down to her most sensitive area. He explored and focused on expertly massaging her clitoris, which he knew Lizzie was a fan of. His efforts were rewarded when he felt his fingers had grown moist.
Darcy's mouth left her almost-sore nipple and kissed her hard on the mouth as he slipped two fingers into her slowly and then began thrusting them in and out. He could hear her moans, muffled by his mouth, and pulled away for just a second to look at her face. Eyes closed and mouth agape in pure ecstasy. He still hadn't gotten over the fact that this was his life now.
He decided to give her swollen lips a break and nipped away at the skin around her neck and collar bone, moving up slowly to her special spot behind her ear.
She was trying her best to keep quiet and still, but she couldn't help but squirm. She pulled Darcy's hair unconsciously as she neared her peak. Darcy interpreted this as a sign to hurry up and soon had Lizzie moaning into his ear as she climaxed. He felt her convulse around his fingers and slipped them out slowly.
"So how did I do?", he asked jokingly, still hovering above her.
"Apparently bowling isn't the only thing you're good at.", Lizzie replied with a sly smile on her still swollen lips.
"Ha ha. Very funny, Lizzie.", he replied as he got off of her and laid next to her.
She just stuck her tongue tongue out at him. Her body felt like jello and she didn't have the will to do much else.
"I love you.", said Darcy before placing one last kiss upon her lips and pulling the covers up over them.
"I love you, too.", stated Lizzie as she lazily turned off the lamp and got settled into Darcy's arms for the night.
Baby gender and name reveal next chapter! Whoop Whoop!
And just to clarify, Lizzie and Darcy will definitely get married before this fic ends. They just aren't stressing it right now.
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