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What if Mr Darcy refused to take no for an answer?	By : ClassicsRetold Category: > Pride and Prejudice Views: 61546 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, based on Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen, any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is unintentional/coincidental. I do not own Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice, nor the characters from them. I do not profit

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After having successfully eluded her sister the night before by feigning exhaustion and being surrounded by their cousins in the morning and then with the Darcys in the afternoon, Lizzy was finally cornered by Jane as they dressed for dinner.
Lizzy was studiously avoiding looking at Jane and showed more interest in her image in the mirror than she ever had before, mostly to avoid the conversation she knew Jane was about to force her to have and partly because she did rather want to look her best for her Mr Darcy.
Her Mr Darcy. What a strange and oddly satisfying thought.
‘Lizzy, you cannot avoid me forever. Now you simply must tell me how you came to be engaged to Mr Darcy? I thought you disliked him so?’ Asked an incredulous Jane.
‘It has been an odd courtship, Jane. One I was not even aware of until William proposed.’
‘So he courted you at Rosings?’ Did you know he would be there?’
‘No it was a complete surprise. When I arrived Mr Collins informed me that Darcy and his cousin would be making their annual visit a few weeks after my departure and then suddenly a week into my stay they unexpectedly turned up. William has since said that he came to Rosings early after Lady Catherine mentioned me in one of her letters – to see me because he had not been able to forget me.
I saw him often over the following weeks, which will surprise you I know as I never mentioned him in my letters, as I thought he would remind you of Mr Bingley and distress you.
When I saw him he said little, but looked at me often, in what I thought was dislike so you can imagine my surprise when one night after my excusing myself from the joining the party at Rosings he arrived alone to enquire after me.
Then after pacing about the room in an agitated manner, he suddenly said, ‘You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you,’ I have never been more surprised in my life Jane!
‘I can well imagine Lizzy. What a romantic thing to say! But did you have no clue to his regard beforehand? Perhaps you missed the signs?’
‘Well more than once we ‘accidentally met’ while I was out walking, which made me suspicious but then he was so quiet that I thought he must simply be bored at Rosings and any company, even mine, was preferable to his Aunt’s. And he certainly looked at me often, but it never seemed to be in pleasure – though I recognised that look now.’
‘Recognise it as what Lizzy?’
‘Lust and admiration. Mr Darcy is a very passionate man.’
‘Has he attempted to take liberties with you?’ Jane asked delicately.
‘Not attempted, but very much succeeded. Oh Jane, I do not know how to tell you the rest of the story.’
‘Come now, at this point you must tell me everything.’
‘After declaring his love for me, Mr Darcy went onto be so insulting of our family and connections that we had a furious quarrel; about his pride, Mr Wickham and Mr Bingley.’
‘Mr Bingley?’
‘I’m afraid to tell you, I so want you to like him’ and after a pause Lizzy continued, ‘Mr Darcy convinced Mr Bingley to leave Netherfield after the ball because he believed you did not care for his friend and that our mother was forcing you into the match. So you see, when he asked my reasons for refusing him I told him that I could never marry a man who had so destroyed the happiness of my dearest sister.’
‘Lizzy, I already knew this. Charles told me everything and I am not angry with Mr Darcy, he was acting to protect his friend from what he thought would be a marriage of unequal affection. It must be very hard for wealthy young men to know if a lady truly loves them or the material considerations they bring to a marriage.’
‘Jane, you are too forgiving!’
‘It is hard to be angry, when I am so happy and I do believe that Mr Darcy acted with the best of intentions. What did he say about Mr Wickham?’
‘I’ve been such a fool, Jane. Mr Wickham is not the man I thought he was, in truth he turned down the living he had been left by William’s father and was given £3000 in compensation which he quickly squandered. He also tried to convince Georgina to elope with him in order to try and gain her £30,000 fortune when she was only fifteen! She was just a child. How could have been so taken in by him?’ Lizzy cried. She had been so consumed with thoughts of William the last few days that she had quite forgotten about Mr Wickham.
‘You are not the only one he fooled – the whole of Meryton was under his spell.’
‘I was so ready to believe his lies about William, because he had hurt my pride and I ashamed of how easily taken in I was.’
‘You must forgive yourself, Lizzy. Next time you will be more careful and all we can do is learn from our mistakes. Now finish the story, how did a furious quarrel end in an engagement?’
Lizzy paused for a moment and said, ‘William is a surprisingly persuasive man, when he chooses to be.’
‘What did he say to convince you? I cannot believe someone has bested you in a game of wits!’
‘He did not use words to persuade me…but in fact compromised me, quite thoroughly.’
‘Lizzy, this is most shocking. And Mr Darcy is so proper!’
‘He is not proper when we are alone…and that is one of the pressings reasons for us to marry within the month.’
‘Do you mean to say that you anticipated your wedding vows?’
‘Yes, and rather more than once. William is quite insatiable.’
At this announcement Jane sat completely still in shocked silence and stared at her sister while trying to comprehend what she had been told.
‘But Lizzy why did you let him? Mama has always said it was unpleasant.’
‘Mama is quite wrong – or at least it must vary very much depending on the man and the first time William was quite forceful. At first I was furious that he was forcing his attentions on me, but then I quickly began to enjoy it and encourage him.’
‘Do you mean to say it is enjoyable?’
‘Intensely so! There is much pleasure to be had in the marital bed’, Lizzy responded enthusiastically and privately thought and the chaise lounge, Inn, desk…
‘And how do you feel towards Mr Darcy now?’
‘My feelings are very confused; with hindsight I realised that much of my original dislike was based on his slight at the Meryton Assembly which allowed me to be so easily taken in by Mr Wickham.
Now, I find him incredibly handsome and I long for the pleasure that he can give me, and he certainly can keep up with me in an argument. I must admit that I still find his pride insufferable at times and I do not know him as well I wish. What do you think of him, Jane?’
‘I never disliked him as you did Lizzy. He is a difficult man to know on such a short acquaintance, but I think an honourable one. After all he quickly reunited Charles and me when informed of his mistake and he certainly seems to love you very much. I have never seen him smile so much or seem so at ease in company before, perhaps with you at his side he will continue to improve.’
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Dinner passed pleasantly and Elizabeth was pleased to see Darcy taking pains to become better acquainted with the relations that he had readily scorned but five days ago.
Lizzy and Jane had determined before dinner to take Georgina under their wing and put her ease as much as they could and under their gentle tutelage she relaxed into her surroundings and even ventured an opinion or two – though only when she was least likely to be heard by her dinner companions.
Darcy was surprised to find dinner passing much enjoyably than he had predicted, as a rule he hated having to spend an evening with new acquaintances, but found the Gardiners such good conversationalists that they quickly passed from civilities and into mutually interesting topics. Mrs Gardiner he discovered had grown up close to Pemberley and was keen to compare memories and acquaintances with her future nephew.
After dinner, Darcy sat as close to Lizzy as polite society allowed and placed his hand next to hers on the couch. Jane and Charles sat on another sofa nearby, while the Gardiners sat with Georgina near the fireplace effectively allowing the engaged couples to converse alone while maintaining the properties.
This close Darcy could smell her perfume and feel the warmth of her body so tantalisingly near his. He reached out his little finger to stroke the edge of her hand, the same hand he had watch her use to pleasure herself on his desk and quietly said, ‘What a naughty little hand this is. I wonder what it will get up to tonight.’
Lizzy blushed to be reminded of her wanton behaviour earlier at Darcy’s townhouse and replied, ‘Why it will be asleep along with the rest of me, William. What else would it be up to?’
‘I’m sure it could not sleep so peacefully, when it has so much practice to do before its next performance.’
‘And what performance would that be?’
‘You wonderful playing of course’, Darcy cleverly replied alluding to both her performance on the pianoforte and on his desk earlier at Darcy House.
‘Once we are married, I hope you will often grace me such a performance. You have a very good notion of fingering, but constant practice is necessary to reach excellence. In fact I insist that you practice every night until we’re married, my beloved,’ and then with a superb imitation of Lady Catherine, Darcy continued, ‘I will be most seriously displeased if you do not.’
‘Your aunt is most wise, dearest and I of course must bow to her opinion on all things.’
‘I’m pleased to find you so malleable for once, Lizzy’, and leaning closer said with a heated expression, ‘And I look forward to seeing the results soon, very soon my love.’
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Later that night, as Elizabeth lay in bed she pondered the mystery of her betrothed. When they had first met in Meryton she has found him cold and dour, but since that night at the Parsonage he had been passionate and warm, though at times still reserved in company. Was this sudden mirth temporary or was he changed? And how was he changing her?
Thinking of William soon led to warmer thoughts and remembering his earlier advice to practice, Lizzy closed the bed curtains in case she was unexpectedly disturbed and was thankful that for once she wasn’t sharing a room with Jane. Lizzy was unsure how to start, Darcy had so far always initiated their trysts, and she wondered if perhaps he would enjoy it if she took the initiative next time? Perhaps when they all travelled to Meryton in a few days and could find some time alone.
Thinking back to their time at Netherfield Lizzy wondered how Darcy would have reacted if she had taken the initiative then, in particular the last day of her stay when they had sat in the library together in complete silence for over half an hour while the others were busy.
Lizzy squeezed her breasts and imagined being back in the library with Darcy as he had studiously pursued his book and avoided looking at her.
‘What are you reading Mr Darcy,’ Lizzy asked softly.
Darcy looked up from his book startled to find her suddenly standing so close to him, he could the lavender of her perfume and the swell of her bosom was tantalisingly level with his head.
She was so fine boned and yet curvaceous, and wonderfully natural, unlike the ever persistent Miss Bingley with her many feathers and jingling bracelets.
Miss Bennet had never smiled at him likes this before, softly with a seductive look in her sparkling eyes.
‘I’m reading some of John Donne poems, Miss Bennet.’
‘You are? He is a favourite of mine,’ Lizzy replied and abruptly sat in his lap and quoted:
“Licence my roving hands, and let them go
Behind, before, above, between, below.
Oh my America! my new-found-land.”
‘You’re father let you read those poems of his?’ Darcy asked with an unsteady voice.
‘My father does not know everything I read, nor does he need to know everything I do. Now be good and kiss me.’
Lizzy captured his lips and held onto his hair as he initially remained still in shock, but after a long moment his mouth softened against hers and returned the kiss. She opened her eyes to find his eyes black with desire and felt his hand slip under the petticoats of her dress. Darcy’s hand quickly found her and his clever fingers stroked her as they continued to kiss heatedly.
‘Miss Bennet, we must stop this. Anyone could walk in? Darcy breathlessly said.
‘Is that what you really want to do, Mr Darcy? Does it not excite you to feel how wet I am for you? You certainly feel excited,’ Lizzy teased and rubbed her hip against his hardness.
Back in the guest room of her uncle house, Lizzy tried to hold back her moans as she touched herself, imagining herself in Darcy’s lap and it was his hands rubbing small circles into her clit and squeezing her breast.
Lizzy stood up, pulled up her skirts and sat in Darcy’s lap, with a leg either side of his slim hips. She unbuttoned his trousers as he leaned forward to kiss her cleavage and she stroked him.
‘Oh Lizzy,’ Darcy moaned when her small, warm hand found him. Sitting closer she positioned him at her entrance and then slowly sat down again with him firmly inside her. Bracing her hands on his shoulders she moved urgently up and down, and when he groaned covered her mouth with his to quieten him.
Faster and faster they moved together. Desperate to finish before they were disturbed…
Lizzy could feel the warmth between her legs growing and moved her fingers more quickly until she had bite her pillow to stop herself crying out in her pleasure.
Yes, she thought afterwards William is quite right, I must practice every night.
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