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Mrs. Darcy's Duties	By : Kazzia Category: > Pride and Prejudice Views: 65421 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: This is a work fiction, based on Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen.

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I’ve been meaning to write this for a long time. It’s basically PWP. Sometimes those romance novels (especially the Regency ones) just don’t quite do justice to everything that a man and woman do in (or out) of bed. If you’ve ever noticed the subjects/acts that seem taboo for many romance novels (blow jobs, anal etc) this is for you. If you have any requests, let me know and I will try to write you a chapter about it.

She agreed to marry me! William couldn’t believe his luck. After everything that had happened between them, Elizabeth, his Elizabeth, had forgiven him. He wanted to kiss her, but knew that, even if they were alone, would be inappropriate. Instead, he settled for bringing her hand the rest of the way to his mouth and pressing a light kiss on her knuckles. Her bare flesh against his lips felt wonderful. How would her lips taste? Would her throat feel as soft? Will she moan as I worship her breasts… Feeling himself growing hard, William forced himself back to the present and met her eyes.

Elizabeth could not suppress the shiver that coursed through her as Mr. Darcy brushed his lips across her hand. Her ungloved hand in his was perfect, and she was pleasantly surprised she did not find the intimate touch embarrassing. Maybe I am so delighted that his feelings for me have not changed.

“Shall I walk you back to Longborne?” William asked, tucking her hand into the crook of his arm and smiling back at her. “Do you wish to tell your mother?” He supposed it was inevitable, but the hysterics that Mrs. Bennet would no doubt succumb to was not something he was looking forward to witnessing.

Elizabeth looked toward the house for a moment before giving him a shy smile. “It is early yet, and I wish,” she gazed away from him, “to spend a little more time with you before returning to share our good news, Mr. Darcy.”

Taking a deep breath to hide his anxiety, he replied, “Would you call me William? At least when we are in private? Now that we are to be married, it is not so improper.”

“William,” Elizabeth tried the name out hesitantly, glad that he had asked. He was already calling her by her Christian name and so it was only fair. She also liked the fact that she had his permission to use it, that he wanted her to use it.

God, what this woman does to me. He could almost hear her calling his name at the height of passion as he thrust into her. Stop right there. You keep up with this and you will be embarrassing her with your state. Thankfully, Elizabeth did not seem to notice his arousal.

They walked away from the manor in silence, neither knowing exactly what to say. Both were nervous but happy. As they walked about for the next half hour, they talked of this and that before Elizabeth sighed sadly.

“My sisters will be waking.” William nodded, but was reluctant to head back, both because he would have to deal with her family and because it would mean the end to their time alone. This may be the last time we are ever alone before the wedding.

She stepped closer to him, “I think it best if I tell them alone.” The familiar teasing glint he so loved returned to her eyes, “Mama will have a fit, and start telling us all that she always knew that you would offer for me. But do come for supper, and ask Mr. Bingley if he would come as well.”

He loved that she was considerate of his feelings about her mother. Her smile was so beautiful and her voice was so cheerful he could not help pulling her slightly closer so that they were almost chest to chest. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes bright with happiness and none of the shyness she had exhibited earlier. Unable to stop himself, he leaned down and used a finger under her chin to tilt her head up. “Until tonight.”

Elizabeth wasn’t able to do anything, and before she knew it, his lips were against hers. The light caresses of his lips had her closing her eyes. My first kiss!

William’s thoughts were of a much less innocent vein as he wrapped his other arm about her waist, pulling her close enough that their bodies touched. She tastes like cream and feels like silk. If only we were someplace private I could show her a real kiss, one that involves tongues and is not confined to just lips… When he felt his cock grow hard against her hip, he forced himself to end the kiss and step back just enough to keep her body from coming into contact with the one part of him he wanted her to touch most of all.

“I must go,” eyes wide, Elizabeth turned from him and ran back toward Longborn.

Bloody hell, if I’ve scared her with just that light kiss, how am I ever going to get her into my bed? Just the thought of her in his bed, naked, her lips swollen and red from his kisses, her eyes glazed from the climax he had just brought her to… Damn! Glad I did not ride, erection is painful enough as it is.

His slow walk back to Netherfield did almost nothing to bring his body back under control. He was too pleased that she had agreed to marry him, and he could still taste her lips. That thought led to others, like how she would taste when she opened her mouth for him, and what she tasted like beneath her mound of curls and whether she would ever open those lips for his sampling.

He groaned, painfully hard, and thankful that he had made it back to Charles’ estate without anyone being the wiser. He snuck back to his quarters, knowing none of the Bingleys would be up yet.

With that thought, William decided he better give himself some relief, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to leave his room, the knowledge that he would be dining with Elizabeth would keep him too hard to go about the house.

He locked the door, then started taking off his clothes. They were the same he had worn the day before and were quite wrinkled. In just his drawers, he pulled his cravat from the pile of clothes and walked into his bedroom. He striped off his last article of clothing and climbed into bed.

His cock pointed straight up as he stretched out on the mattress. This wasn’t his estate, but he could easily imagine Elizabeth in bed next to him, snuggled against his side, sated and content. His hand drifted down to his insistant member, and he gave it a couple of slow strokes, pretending the hand curled around his cock was her small, delicate one instead of his own. He hoped she would be as spirited and passionate in bed as she was in her arguments with him. The shy woman he kissed this morning had surprised him. He had no wish for her to be prudish and reserved.

Up until now, he had never fantasized about Elizabeth while seeking relief. It hadn’t seemed right, and would have only teased him with what he couldn’t have. But now that she had agreed to marry him, he couldn’t help it.

Stopping for a moment, he moved up higher on the bed so he could rest his back against the headboard. He had hardened to the point where his cock had developed a slight curve back towards his stomach, and he knew he wouldn’t last too much longer.

He rubbed the head with his thumb, still sliding his palm up and down the rest of his shaft. Groaning, he sped up and tightened his grip. Once he and Elizabeth were married, they wouldn’t leave his chamber for a week. It would take that long, he supposed, before he had satisfied his body enough to not be in a constant state of high arousal around her.

Elizabeth riding me, hot and wet and tight… smiling down at me, crying my name… It was too much for William, and he quickly grabbed his cravat with one hand, holding it over the tip of his shaft while moving his other hand as fast as he could.

“Oh Elizabeth…” his hips jerked up, his seed spilling into the white linen, his hand making a frantic few last strokes. He grit his teeth to keep in his groan and the name that wanted to slip past his lips. Three more thrusts and he was fully spent, panting. God, Lizzy, I cannot wait until we are married.
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