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“How are you this evening my dear?” “Oh! You startled me. Very well. ” “Good.” “Only I wish you wouldn’t call me ‘my dear‘. It’s what father used to call mother when he was cross. And I quite prefer something else for us. ” “Oh, very well. What terms of endearment am I permitted?” “Lizzie, of course. My darling. My goddess, if I am of the right mood and you wish to take advantage of it.” “Ah, I see. And if we’re cross with each other, what shall I call you then? Mrs. Darcy? ” “No. I quite like that for when you’re happy. When you are completely and perfectly happy.” “Then how are you this evening… Mrs. Darcy?” “Mrs. Darcy… Mrs. Darcy… ” “Quite well… more so now that we are finally alone.” “It was a wonderful day.” “It was, indeed. A beautiful ceremony. Never could I have dreamed of a wedding so divine. Despite Kitty’s mood and mother’s antics. ” “I thought she was rather well-behaved.” “You don’t have to placate me, Mr. Darcy. I am well enough aware of the eccentricities of my family… the peculiar nature of my mother has never been so— ” “Amusing. You have to admit, it was a little entertaining. ” “Not if you had to live your whole life with it so. Not if it almost cost you— ” “My love - nothing could have kept me from you. Not fate nor destiny, not Wickham or any other who would have attempted it. Not even your mother… badgering every single gentleman in attendance this evening, in a quite obvious attempt to find your sister a husband. ” “I have never believed in fate or destiny - but it is difficult to think of our union and not be swayed to believe in it. When I first laid eyes upon you… and you upon me… I would have never thought to be standing here… as your wife. ” “And I… honored to be the husband of the most beautiful woman… in the room. In every room… ” “I thought I wasn’t handsome… or tolerable enough… to tempt you. How times have changed… I’d say you’re quite tempted now, Mr. Darcy… ” “Yes...” “And how shall we end this evening… my goddess?” “We may need to contain ourselves…” “Are you suddenly shy, Mr. Darcy. After our adventure in the garden… now in our own home, you— ” “Your sister and Mr. Bingley are just across the hall from our quarters, yet to stay another evening to celebrate with us… ” “Well then… Mr. Darcy - perhaps we will need to stay right here. And make the most of this spacious house… with two whole floors separating us… we could be quite adventurous. ” “Here, in the study? Well, you are feeling quite—” “Always when you are near. I need to feel you… ” “I have waited for this moment alone all day… watching you, admiring you, your beauty…” “Go on...” “The way your lips curl when your eyes meet mine, the way you react when I caress your lower back… I do believe you have been quite eager for this moment…” “And what form of husband would you be… to keep me waiting longer than I must?” “A very… Poor one… Indeed. Lift that beautiful dress… With all the silver tissue and lace I want to see my bride. ” “My goddess deserves to feel every… modicum… of pleasure… she can. ” “Feeling the warmth of your thighs pressing together as I tease you… feel how much you have longed for this. ” “Yes...” “Longed for my fingers inside you… my lips upon your neck… ” “Longed to feel my hardness pressing against you… ” “Touch me…” “Moan for me…” “Yes...” “Tell me how much you need…” “More...” “God, the warmth of your wetness… I long to be inside… but to feel you beneath me like this… to build the anticipation… ” “To expose your breasts and know you are mine. To touch, to kiss, to taste… to hold… ” “Yes, oh god…” “Mine. Always…” “Yours...” “Lie back on the desk… I need to taste you… to breathe you in…” “Oh, yes. Yes, yes… Darcy… ” “That’s it, my love. Yes…” “Oh! God, there. Just there… yes! ” ““I love when your thighs press against my face… your hands in my hair. Show me where you want me, where you need my tongue… my fingers… ” “Yes! More, more.” “Elizabeth…” “I cannot wait any longer. I need you, I need you inside me, I—” “Take these off… please. Please, just… take me. Right here, right no—” “Oh, yes! Yes!” “Elizabeth…” “Wrap your legs around me, my love. Come close…” “To feel you… oh, god. Yes, don’t stop. Please— ” “I have you. I have you…” “Yes… take me. I’m yours… yours. ” “Say it again… tell me again…” “Yours. I’m yours! God, yes.” “I love you. I love you… god…” “Almost… yes, just— Oh yes, yes! ” “That’s it, let it out. Let me have it… ” “Hold me… yes. Kiss me… ” “Oh my— yes. I’m close, so close... ” “I— I just cannot believe… how did I come to be such a lucky man? ” “I do not deserve such a woman as you.” “Oh, Mr. Darcy… you are perhaps the only sort of man who truly does.” “Well… Mrs. Darcy. I do believe we have some adventures ahead of us, don’t we?” “Yes. I believe we do.”