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Post by Elizabeth Davenport on Nov 29, 2021 5:26:45 GMT
 To hear his response to Elizabeth touching him there, even through his trousers, was enough to encourage her. She was careful with her movements but pawed at him through his pants, wanting to hear the noises from him that he had been getting from her. The vibrations of his groans moving through her mouth as their lips remained connected. It wasn't until Anthony's hands both moved away from their current locations, causing Elizabeth to whine at the loss of contact, that he whirled her around to face him so her back was no longer pressed against his body. Their lips connected again and Elizabeth wrapped an arm around his shoulders to pull him closer, pressing the front of her body against his.
Pushing herself against him, Elizabeth shivered at the feeling of her breasts against his shirt. What was more, was the feeling of his hardened manhood pressing against where his fingers had been working some sort of magic. Elizabeth moved her hips slightly against him, finding that it relieved some of the pressure but was not doing nearly as much as she desired it to do. His lips moved from her mouth, down her neck and across her chest. Elizabeth's head fell back when his mouth wrapped around her chest. The arm that had been around his shoulder fell slightly, instead her fingers gripped themselves into his hair. His tongue and teeth teased her in ways she did not think possible and Elizabeth found herself unable to hold back the noises that were falling from her lips.
Anthony gripped at her behind and she could feel him pulling at the fabric of her dress. Elizabeth did what she could to help, pulling the fabric up as well, holding it around her waist so that she was nearly completely exposed to him. Except for the fabric around her waist and her bloomers, Elizabeth was vulnerable to Anthony completely. "You are wearing entirely too much clothes," Elizabeth mused, somehow, through the haze that Anthony was putting her through. With one of her hands holding the fabric of her dress around her waist, she tried to reach out and push at his breeches, wanting nothing more than to feel his skin pressed against hers.
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Jan 8, 2022 0:23:29 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU Amid his occupied lips, Anthony slightly smiled at her words of how he was wearing too much clothing. Parting from the contact of her skin, he glanced down for a brief moment, before meeting her gaze. "As are you," he teased in return, fully aware that there was an imbalance between them when it came to the divested layers of clothing. Leaning forward to capture her lips in a slow, deep kiss, his hands fell between them where hers were on his pants, and shifted her hands to wrap around his neck. Once he had them positioned there, he own continued their work, pulling loose the rest of the her dress so that it would pool at her feet. Leaving her only in her bloomers.
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Taking a deep breath through the kiss, Anthony suddenly lifted her up in his arms, allowing her to wrap her legs around his waist though it was not for long. Just long enough to reach the bed, to which he set her down on the edge of it, sliding her up just a little while her legs hung off the side. Finally breaking the contact of their lips, his forehead pressed against hers as his upper body was bent over her own, his feet on the ground to grant him some stability. "I asked you if you knew of desire," he breathed against hers, his lips capturing hers once more, his hands upon the last layer of clothing she donned. "Now tell me, what do you know of pleasure?" He asked, as he began to pull down her bloomers the gesture causing him to move down a little so that he could slide them off of her with ease.
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Post by Elizabeth Davenport on Jan 8, 2022 1:22:52 GMT
She was wearing far less clothes than he was and found his comment something she would easily roll her eyes at, if he didn't occupy her lips again so quickly. Anthony had a great talent for making Elizabeth forget everything when he pressed his lips to her own. The control he took by grabbing her hands from between their bodies and moving them around his neck should have been enough to annoy her. She wanted some friction with him and he seemed determined to deny her what she wanted. Under any other circumstances, Elizabeth would find their power balance annoying and she would waste no time in correcting it. But in this moment? Elizabeth was just as keen to let him take charge. It was not as if she knew what she was doing and she was aware that he did. Her desire for Anthony was seemingly a far more powerful force than her stubborn nature.
The chill of the air hit her in all directions as her dress fell to the floor. It was an odd, yet welcome, sensation. Even though the air was chilly, she did not feel cold. Anthony's hands provided a heat she could not comprehend and did not wish for him to cease his actions. Their lips remained connected and he lifted her, Elizabeth's legs wrapping around his waist. It didn't hit her that they were moving until he set her down on her bed, lying down so her legs were hanging over the edge. Their foreheads pressed together and Elizabeth had to fight the urge to close her eyes so she could enjoy the moment. But she was afraid if she closed her eyes that if she opened them, he would be gone.
Elizabeth felt his fingers play with the top of her bloomers and she knew whatever was going to happen between them was about to come to an important moment. Elizabeth wanted him badly and she believed he wanted her. His question sent goosebumps down her arms and she opened her mouth to answer but she didn't know what to say. "Nothing," she whispered. "Will you show me?" Elizabeth asked, reaching up and brushing some of his hair from his forehead.
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Jan 8, 2022 4:51:31 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU She said that she knew nothing of pleasure and . . . that excited him further. To hear her say that she knew nothing of it, made him want her to experience all of it. Made him want to be the one who introduced her to this world of euphoric bliss. Of how passion could lead to such sensations that she had not yet experienced. He wanted to give that to her . . . so that she may experience it all. But with their only engaged state, he could give but a glimpse of what it could be. Granted, he would ensure it was a rather impactful one. Still slight bent over her, he stood a bit straight, bending her knees so that he could pull down each leg of her bloomers, tossing the article of clothing carelessly to the side.
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There was something rather thrilling about being fully clothed where she, was the exact opposite. Though he longed for some freedom of movement, so proceeded to remove his coat, tossing it on the other side of the bed. Leaning back over her, his lips immediately went to hers, kissing her with the same passion that ignited within him. Her gentle fingers brushed aside his hair from his face and he found the action rather . . . comforting. A feeling he had not quite expected yet certainly not an unwelcome one. Each of his hands then went to hers, pressing them on the bed on either side of her head, his fingers interlocking with her own. Moaning through the kiss and drinking in her taste . . . something he wished to have more of. Letting his tongue run along her bottom lip he parted it from her mouth, a smile dancing in its stead.
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"Yes," he whispered in a deep, hushed tone that was filled with promise. "Gladly," he added on a bit more teasingly. Letting his lips linger over hers for a moment longer, he started to create a trail of kisses, moving from her lips, to her chin, down the front of her neck. Forcing himself not to once again grow distracted by her breasts, he kissed the path between them, lowering himself further and further, releasing her hands to grant him an easier angle. They instead went to her legs as he parted them while his lips never left her skin. Kissing down her stomach, placing a few light ones upon her inner thigh. Her scent starting to fill the air at his current position. Lowering himself, he paused, lips hovering over her heated core as he lightly blew over it in a gentle tease to further build the desire, ignite it within her. Until finally, he properly and fully took her into his mouth, using all parts of it . . his tongue, teeth, lips to caress and tease the area, swirling within her, and drinking in her taste that he had not even realized until now, he needed quenched.
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Post by Elizabeth Davenport on Jan 8, 2022 5:25:29 GMT
There was a chance that had Anthony asked her that question under different circumstances, Elizabeth might have been shy to reply or embarrassed about answering at all. One did not just ask someone those things, but Anthony was not just anyone. He was to be her husband and she had this sudden desire for him that she did not understand. So, Elizabeth had felt no reason to shy aware from her answer and lack of knowledge when it came to things such as this. Mostly because she found she was rather enticed by the idea of exploring them with no one other than Anthony. So long as she was in his arms, everything would be fine.
The realization that she was completely bare before Anthony while he was only just now removing his jacket was not lost on Elizabeth. If she had not been so clouded with desire for him, she likely would have chastised Anthony and once more insisted that he remove more of his clothing. For now, Elizabeth was entirely under his control and could not find it within herself to be openly annoyed at him for such a thing. Just as his fingers were given the ability to touch every inch of her bare skin, she wished to do the same to him. Elizabeth wanted to touch Anthony just as he touched her. Unless . . . he did not want her to touch him? Dismissing the insecure thought from her mind, Elizabeth was brought back to the present when Anthony pressed his lips to hers in a passionate kiss. Elizabeth melted into it, wanting to move her arms to wrap around him but instead found him grabbing them and pressing them just above her head. It was a move that almost excited her, though she did not understand why exactly. Their fingers interlocked and Elizabeth gave his hands a squeeze, groaning into the kiss and opening her mouth just slightly as his tongue danced across her bottom lip. Elizabeth wanted nothing more than to taste Anthony, finding herself rather disappointed when he stole his mouth away from her own.
Anthony's mouth trailed down her body, Elizabeth becoming overly aware of her labored breaths. It felt like she was stuck between wanting to suck her body into the mattress of her bed and pushing it further into his touch. He released her hands and she felt them slide down the bed towards her sides, fingers finding purchase of the comforter. Elizabeth did not understand what he intended to do, though she had faith that he would make her feel good. The man had already done wonderful things so far and she could only imagine what he was about to do even now. He parted her legs and Elizabeth let them fall to either side. She felt stuck between wanting to focus on the feelings he was giving her and wanting to see exactly what he was doing. Elizabeth gasped at the feeling of him blowing on her and she felt the urge to close her legs, to protect herself from the feeling should he attempt it again. Then his mouth descended upon her most intimate part and Elizabeth let out a louder gasp, one of her hands flying to her mouth to stop herself from being too loud while the other hand went to grab ahold of his hair. It was not a feeling that she could fully comprehend. She was stuck between wanting to let Anthony continue and wanting to pull away because it all felt like too much. But it was too much in the best way possible. Removing her hand from her mouth, she gripped at the blankets beneath her and let out softer moans as she felt her body wiggle beneath his weight.
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Jan 9, 2022 1:12:12 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU Feeling and hearing Elizabeth's reactions spurred Anthony on. The way she had moved into his touch, the way she had gasped when he captured her between his lips. The sounds though, became muffled and Anthony had half a mind to remove her hand -- presuming that was what she was using to stifle them -- so that he could hear evidence of her enjoyment. The thought of being overheard did not occur to the Viscount for he was not bothered by it. They were to be married. There was no dishonor in pleasuring ones intended; there was no reason to stop.
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Fortunately, she did remove her hand and Anthony would have smiled at the sounds she made, at being so unfiltered in the pleasure . . . had he not been keeping them thoroughly occupied. He could feel her grip his hair, another welcome action that indicated encouragement . . . a nonverbal urge to continue. Which, he would certainly not disappoint her by denying. In fact, it only made sink her deeper into his mouth. His lips probed between the folds of her skin, sucking and caressing her. Giving attention to that one pleasure point that he could not help but wonder, if she had ever discovered on her own.
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He moaned through his actions, sending a vibration to her core as his fingertips pressed into the skin of her thighs; not hard enough to leave any mark or to even hurt, but enough to be felt. He wanted to drink in her taste and let her forget all else . . . to fall over that edge where she would find ecstasy, again and again. He wanted her to experience how desire could be met with such pleasure.
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Post by Elizabeth Davenport on Jan 9, 2022 1:32:58 GMT
His actions continued, making Elizabeth squirm. It seemed her body could not decide between wanting to move closer to his mouth and wanting to move further away. There was something about the sensation that she found both wonderful and overwhelming at the same time. Of course, Elizabeth did not understand any of it. How could he be making her feel this way? These were not feelings she had ever known before and the wonderful sensations were being mixed with an uncertainty of never having felt this before.
There were things he did that felt better than others, though if asked, Elizabeth could not put it into words. Her body seemed to act of its own accord, letting out soft moans and becoming tense in the best way when he did certain things. Something felt like it was building within her lower regions. If she was not so distracted by the entire situation, Elizabeth might have been alarmed by such a sensation. It felt like her insides were being pushed down further and further and that the force would let go, allowing her to feel this wondrous relief.
Elizabeth's fingers clenched tighter into both the blanket and Anthony's hair, gasping as he moaned into her. His name fell from her lips quiet enough for him to hear but not loud enough to draw suspicion from others within the house. Everything within her began to clench and she felt her hips move against him with more enthusiasm, as if her body knew exactly how to give Elizabeth this release. The sensation was similar to what he'd done earlier with his fingers but now it was far more intense. With a few more movements, Elizabeth felt something within her snap and her entire body tensed. A loud cry left her lips as a euphoric sensation washed over her body.
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Jan 9, 2022 1:56:04 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU Anthony could feel her growing closer to that peak of ecstatic bliss. Though he did not know her body as this was the first time he was seeing it, the first time he was touching it, the first time he was tasting it . . . he wanted to learn every inch. He wanted to know what she liked, where she liked to be touched, kissed. The speed, the vigor. Everything. And while he knew they had a lifetime of marriage to learn such things about one another, this was indeed a wonderful start. Feeling her response of tightened grip in his hair, of increased sounds and moans . . . of her heated core pulsing, feeling that closeness.
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Until a final, glorious sound escaping her lips filled the air, as the liquid proof of her release filled his mouth. Enjoying the product of his actions and her now having experienced that release that he wondered if she even understood. What mattered now though, is that she knew how it could feel. Sometimes, it did not yet need words. Sometimes, such things were best learned through experience. He did not yet stop, continuing to work his mouth against her to finish off any further indication of her reaching that peak of pleasure. The tremble in her body, the grasp in his hair, his head moving against her . . . until it began to slow. Until he knew for certain she was done as so could ride those waves of euphoria in the aftermath of her bliss. Letting his tongue run over her one more time, he finally parted his lips from her center, kissing along her inner thighs as he took a moment to catch his own breath.
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To gain his own composure for while the focus was on her needs, he certainly had ones of his own. Yet . . . now was not the time for it. Moving now in an upward path along her body, his lips trailed over her skin until aligning with her own. Allowing them to curve into a smile as he memorized her expression. He may have heard her and felt her as she reached that peak, but he had not seen her. He would rectify that the next time. So in this moment, he just took in the sight of her, feeling a strong sense of pride that he had been the one to cause such expressions in her exquisitely delicate features. "That," he began to say as he leaned down to kiss her deeply. Slowly. Letting his tongue glide into her with drawn motions so that she could taste herself. Easing out of the kiss, he kept his forehead pressed against hers, his eyes heavily lidded though focused on her. "Is what pleasure feels like."
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Post by Elizabeth Davenport on Jan 9, 2022 2:27:29 GMT
The moment she thought it would be over, it kept going. New things continued to happen to her body, things she did not understand and things she had never experienced before. One moment her body felt like it would curl in on itself and remain there forever and the next it felt like she would spread out across the entire room, unable to put her body back together. His lips continued to move and it all just felt like too much. Elizabeth whined and tried to move away from Anthony's mouth, the heel of the palm of her hand digging into the mattress. How could she go from not getting enough of him to feeling like it was too much?
One thing she did know was that her body felt completely satiated. The closest she had ever felt to his was when she had a bit too much to drink and her entire body felt light and bubbly. It was like that only much, much better. He removed his mouth from her center and she felt him press kisses to her thighs. Elizabeth was, once more, left completely speechless by Anthony.
She removed her hand from his hair and moved it up to her own forehead, letting it rest there as she closed her eyes and focused on catching her breath. Her labored breathing was one of the only sounds in the room aside from the sounds coming from Anthony. He worked his way up her body and Elizabeth felt her eyes open, if only slightly. Their lips connected and Elizabeth allowed one of her hands to rest on the back of his neck as their lips moved slowly together. His words brought a sly smile to her face. "And what of your own pleasure?" She asked, one of her hands snaking between their bodies and pressing against his lower region as she had done earlier.
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Jan 9, 2022 2:39:50 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU He quite enjoyed seeing her in such a state; so different from what he knew of her. But then . . . this was the explored intimacy that came with the privilege of being engaged. And whatever uncertainties may otherwise remain between them, this was at least something that brought them closer. An experience, that further bonded them. A smile formed on her lips and she then asked about his own pleasures, her hand sliding down to his own lower area . . . one that was thick with arousal. And he knew that remaining in this position was not helping to control it. He let out a huff of breath, a sound mixed with breathy amusement as well at the feeling of her hand on him despite the barrier of clothing between it. Yes, he wanted to feel her. Yes, he wanted to sate his own need and desires for her.
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But tonight, was and should remain about her. So he moved one hand to hers that was lower on his body and moved it away. "Feel only this right now," he told her. He was of course referring to the aftermath of bliss; the peak of pleasure. Raising her hand to his lips, he kissed her fingertip, before kissing the palm of her hand in a gentle caress against his lips. Parting them only to speak. "For I assure you . . . you will feel a great deal more on our wedding night." With that, he leaned in for a final kiss, deepened more than before as if to give promise to his words, as if to give her a taste of further passion . . . and abruptly ending it as he pulled his lips from her, and moved to a stand. Reaching over, he took hold of his coat and began to put it back on as his eyes remained fixed on the sight of her perfect body and knew . . . that it would be this sight that he would keep in mind as he found his own release later tonight when returned home.
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Post by Elizabeth Davenport on Jan 9, 2022 3:26:09 GMT
Was this what her future would look like? Anthony making her feel this way while she discovered all of these new feelings her body could experience? But it was not only her own experiences that she would come to learn, but ones regarding his own body. That is, if he would allow her to learn such things. Elizabeth moved her hand against him, pleased with the reaction she got from him, though she felt like he was trying to hide it behind a smile. She had to admit, she was displeased when he removed her hand from between them. In an attempt to make sure he was aware, Elizabeth put a frown on her face and huffed at him in annoyance.
But then he brought her hand to his lips and began to press kisses against her fingers and other areas of her. Her frown disappeared and a smile spread across her features. "You tease me so," Elizabeth said, rolling her eyes. "How am I expected to wait until our wedding night after that?" She quirked a brow, unable to suppress the genuine smile on her face. Their lips connected and she let out a soft, yet content, sigh into his mouth. Elizabeth watched as he pulled away, moving to put his jacket on and she laid there for a moment, eyes watching him intently.
Elizabeth rolled onto her side for a moment, resting her head on her hand as she continued to watch him. The moment of bliss lingered and she bit her lip in thought, already reminiscing back on their stolen moment. Sighing, she dropped her head before rising from the bed, picking up her bloomers and pulling them back on. "I suppose I now know what I am getting myself into when asking your assistance with putting a necklace on," she said with a grin. Elizabeth bent down to pick up the next article of clothing, sliding it on and glancing at him over her shoulder.
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Jan 9, 2022 3:48:15 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU Seeing the shifts in the her expressions brought amusement to the Viscount. The array of reactions humoring as he knew that with her hand upon him, there was that . . . curiosity, coupled with her question of his desire. Yet, Anthony was determined. He wished for her to only experience for the moment as he made promise of their wedding night. She asked him how she was to wait until their wedding night after this, to which he replied with ease and a bit of mischievous playfulness. "With great anticipation I would imagine." He could not help but smile that played on his features as he looked at her, his eyes lingering over her body as she lay comfortably upon the bed.
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This moment, felt oddly comfortable. Strangely eased. As if this was not the first time they had been so intimate with one another . . . yet it was. And the comfort that came with it, was quite reassuring to the Viscount. He had not been concerned about it yet experiencing it with her now, assured him that it could be found easily between them. Unexpectedly so. She rose to dress herself, putting on her bloomers and remarking on the very question that had started all this.
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"It is a beautiful necklace indeed," he commented nonchalantly, teasing towards the fact that it was the only thing that he had not taken off. The only thing that remained on her person during their pleasurable activities. "Did I not fulfill your request to the utmost satisfaction?" He asked in the same teasing tone. As he pulled on her dress, Anthony moved towards her, positioning himself behind her which, also landed them in such intimate actions with one another. His fingers moved to the ties of her dress, starting to pull them together to bind the gown. "I can be most helpful," he added on with a continued small smile.
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Post by Elizabeth Davenport on Jan 9, 2022 4:16:15 GMT
There was a playful annoyance on her features at his response. "Be doing a lot of imaging yourself until then will you?" She teased. Without saying as much, Elizabeth knew she would not be able to shake this encounter from her mind. Truthfully, she did not wish to. It was quite obvious that this had been her first experience being intimate with another but she knew that it had not been Anthony's. In this particular moment, it did not bother her as much as she thought it would have. He was going to marry her and no one else. So long as he remained true to her, Elizabeth did not care to think about his past.
Elizabeth hummed in response, agreeing that the necklace was beautiful. She let out a laugh at his comment about him fulfilling her request. "Yes, I think it is quite agreeable to say such a thing," Elizabeth said. Slipping her dress back on, Elizabeth was thankful as Anthony appeared behind her with ease, assisting her with the laces of her dress. It was just another gentle moment to show her that this was her future. "Behave while you are back there, I do not believe we have time for another detour," Elizabeth warned, though she did have a teasing grin on her face. Once Elizabeth felt her dress was secure, she turned in his arms and wrapped her own around his shoulders, giving him a smile. "What am I going to do with you?" She asked before leaning in and pressing her lips to his in a kiss.
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