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regency au } { of stolen evenings and jumping the gun
Parrish: [and he has probably been enjoying the wine and revels because he's a real knight and totally kicked Daniel's ass and Daniel left the Manor in a spoiled brat huff and BEST DAY EVER]
Laura: [pretty much, but she has one thing that could make it better. She leans forward, whispering in his ear] Think I can steal you away?
Parrish: [looks back at her, smiling] Of course, my lady. [gestures at the knights] Are these ruffians giving you a headache?
Laura: Indeed they are. I could use some fresh air.
Isaac: More like the Lady could use something else!
Parrish: [slaps Isaac as he stands] That is my lady you speak of, knave. Derek, I want him cleaning my chamber pot for a week.
Derek: You're not lord of the manor yet, Sir Parrish.
Laura: But I am still the lady and happen to agree.
Boyd and Scott: [laughing]
Isaac: My lady, it was just a tease. I meant nothing by it.
Laura: Mmmm-hmmm. [takes Parrish's hand and pulls him away] As you were, Sir Lahey.
Parrish: [and he lets himself be dragged away]
Laura: [she takes the long way around the manor to avoid having it be seen exactly where they're going] Are you enjoying your party?
Parrish: I was. It was a very good party. Lots of revels. I think we should have them more often.
Laura: I will keep that in mind.
Parrish: You are going an awfully long way for air, m'lady.
Laura: Yes, well, I need a lot of it. [and then they're dipping back into the house and heading up the stairs towards her chambers]
Parrish: And now we are inside, where the fresh air is not... [give him a moment. He's had a lot of wine]
Laura: Mmmm-hmmm. [and eventually they're inside and she's closing the door to her bedroom behind them and making her way closer]
Parrish: [blinks] M'Lady, it is not our wedding day yet. Unless I missed that part of the evening.
Laura: You did not. [she shakes her head] I'm just not very good at waiting.
Parrish: Are you sure? I mean, I do not wish to have your Lord Uncle feel the need to kill me. While I will come back, I would prefer to remember this day.
Laura: [and she's just going to kiss him, deeply and warmly with everything she has]
Parrish: [that is exactly how you shut him up. He's going to make a surprised noise against her lips, and then melt into her kiss, pulling her into his arms]
Laura: [goes with him, pushing up on her toes to better balance against him and sliding her arms around his neck]
Parrish: [and he is going to just enjoy the kisses, waiting until he needs to breath] This may be better done on your bed, m'lady.
Laura: [glances up at him and nods slowly, because as much bravado as she's exhibiting, she's never done this before. So if he's on board, she's going to let him take the lead, leaning in to kiss him again as she moves towards the bed]
Parrish: [he hasn't done it either, and technically he was also just reborn yesterday. Either way, most of his is bravado too. Bravado and months of self-denial from other women who were more than willing to try and take it from him, but he was waiting on a hope. A hope and a dream that has come true. He goes to the bed with her, and he keeps her standing up] Let me help you take these layers off.
Laura: [she nods and turns away from him so that he can find the various ties and ribbons that keep her clothing together]
Parrish: [and just when he thinks he has found them all, one more appears.] My lady, how long does it take you to get into these dresses?
Laura: [she laughs] Far longer than it probably should. [glances back to him with a small smile] But you can call me Laura.
Parrish: [and he finishes the last bow for real, and she will feel it start to slip from her shoulder. He moves to straighten up, smiling at her as he cups her cheek] My Laura.
Laura: [she smiles wider, leaning into him as she lets the material start to fall off her and down to the floor] Always.
Parrish: [of course, there is still another layer on her, that's a lot less fabric. And he's going to kiss her again, a bit more possessive this time, his free hand guiding hers to start untying his doublet]
Laura: [she will follow his lead, deft fingers undoing the tie before pushing the material off his shoulders and pulling him closer again]
Parrish: [and he's going to kiss along her neck, his hands going to her body to start learning her real curves]
Laura: [she sucks in a breath at the feeling of his lips on her neck, before taking another step backwards until her legs hit the bed and she starts to climb back onto it]
Parrish: [and when his knees get there, he will crawl up after her.]
Laura: [she leans back against the bed, pulling him over her as her hands roam over his shoulders]
Parrish: [and he will easily straddle her, leaning down to kiss her as his hands start to look for a way into her undergown]
Laura: [shifts with him, helping him pull at the material until it's resting around her hip. Her hands then wander up to his shirt, tugging it over his head so that her fingers could reach the skin underneath]
Parrish: [her fingers will find that there is not a lot of hair on his chest, but the hairs are soft and feathery when she touches it. Only his hair is coarser because of the exposure to the sun. He's going to keep pulling her fabric up more to be able to remove the last bit of fabric between them. He's going to kiss her until he needs to shift to get the fabric off, and then lean back a bit to stare at her naked under him] By God, you are more perfect than I imagined.
Laura: [her cheeks flush at that, unable to stop her eyes from roaming over him for a long moment, then pulling him in to kiss him deeply again. She feels like she's been waiting for this for so long and she wants to make it last as long as possible]
Parrish: [and he smiles as he leans forward, kissing her back just as deep.] May I touch you, my Laura?
Laura: [nods, her eyes meeting his] Please.
Parrish: [and he'll kiss her again as his hands gently go to slide up her ribs before cup her breasts. He hasn't really done this before, but it's pretty easy to figure out how to hold them and massage the flesh like any part of the body]
Laura: [her breath catches again as he touches her, her body pushing up into his hands when he hits a spot that feels good. As he touches her, her hands start to wander more, sliding her hands over his chest and pulling him closer, one leg sliding over his hip]
Parrish: [her leg on his hip will make him unconsciously grind down on her, getting a groan from him against her lips, his fingers squeezing just a bit more]
Laura: [that draws a soft sound from her, her hips pushing up to meet the press of him against her]
Parrish: [and his kisses are going to get deeper, hungrier. His fingers are going to find her nipples, testing them with a gentle pull]
Laura: [there are more soft noises, her hips rocking up in response, searching for a sensation she can't really put a name to]
Parrish: [his instincts are telling him what he wants. His brain knows as well, but there's still clothing between them and instead he will just lift her other leg around his hip, sliding her body down between his legs so he can press against her better as he grinds against her, his hands back squeezing her breasts and teasing her nipples as he kisses her firmer]
Laura: [loses herself in the sensations, fingers dragging against his skin as she's unsure what else to do to them, rocking up into his hips and riding all the feelings for as long as she can]
Parrish: [he's going to be hard in his britches, and she will feel it growing and pressing harder and harder into her. Finally he pants, pulling from her lips] Laura... Are you sure you can't wait for your wedding night?
Laura: [And that gets him a look] Do you really want to stop now? [she can feel that you don't]
Parrish: No. But what I want is not something that can be undone. Once I take your maidenhead...
Laura: [she closes her eyes, frustrated for a moment, before looking up at him, cupping his face in her hands] Are you going to leave me?
Parrish: Never.
Laura: Then why does it matter when?
Parrish: I don't know. I just... I want to make sure that it will be memorable for you.
Laura: Jordan. [her voice is soft as she pulls him closer, fingers brushing against his face gently] I'm with you. That's all that matters.
Parrish: [he nods, and then leans in to kiss her. His hands guide her to his britches so that she can do the untying]
Laura: [her hands follow his lead, wandering to the ties and pulling them open, before starting to push them down his hips]
Parrish: [and he's going to help her because otherwise he's hobbled and that's not good either. Once he's free, he's kneeling between her legs, his shaft hard and ready, pointing upwards in it's erectness]
Laura: [her hands stay resting on his hips for a moment, before her curiosity gets the better of her and she reaches forward, letting her fingers curl around him]
Parrish: [and that's a startled, strangled but happy noise that comes out of him]
Laura: [that makes her grin, before her fingers move a little more surely, drawing her hand against him in a slow stroke]
Parrish: [he gasps] Oh God... No one has ever... has touched me there before. But my own hand.
Laura: [tips her head back some to look at him] Is it ... I've never touched anyone like this either.
Parrish: Well... you are doing a good job. Don't stop.
Laura: [nods and keeps going, trying to keep a steady rhythm]
Parrish: [he's going to groan, eventually coming to rest on his arms over her, his hips trying to move with her hand.]
Laura: [and she's just going to keep going until he tells her to stop, tipping her head forward and breathing in his scent as it changed]
Parrish: [when he finally can't handle it any longer before he will pass the point of no return, he reached down to stop her] Okay.... I think it's time.
Laura: [glances up at him and nods, moving her hand to his chest and leaning back against the bed again]
Parrish: [he goes to line himself up] If it hurts, tell me and I will stop.
Laura: [nods as she shifts beneath him, placing her legs on either side of his hips]
Parrish: [and he's going to run his fingers along her sex, taking a moment to just feel along the folds and slipping a finger into her, gently getting her body stretched. He had heard enough of the knights talk to know it was better to do this first than just pushing in]
Laura: [she moans softly in surprise at the press of his finger inside her, her hips lifting slightly at the intrusion]
Parrish: You are very tight. I think... Let us start like this. Help you prepare for me. [and he is going to thrust in slowly with one finger, and then two. His thumb accidently brushes are her nub every few strokes]
Laura: [the brush against her clit shocks her hips up on those strokes and otherwise she just gets used to the feeling of something foreign inside her, exhaling on each stroke]
Parrish: [he sees that and watches his hand and hers, and realizes what's happening] Do you not like this? [and he rubs his thumb over the hard spot on purpose]
Laura: [she sucks in a breath as he pushes against it before shaking her head] No. No, it's good.
Parrish: Oh, okay. [and he will be more direct about doing it as he stretches her a bit more]
Laura: [her fingers curl and tighten against his shoulders, the sounds getting louder and happier as he keeps teasing her]
Parrish: [he will notice that her sex is getting slicker as he does this, and it makes sense. Finally, he pulls his fingers out, taking that hand to guide himself back at her entrance and running his shaft along her folds. He looked down at her, smiling]
Laura: [she smiles back, pulling him into a kiss as she shifts her hips to meet his hand, her breath catching in anticipation]
Parrish: [and as he leans down, his body is going to shift and he is going to start to slide himself into her. Not much at first, just the head, letting himself stop as he feels her body stretching to take him in]
Laura: [she tenses slightly as she feels him sliding into her, taking a moment to get used to the intrusion before she starts to relax under him, shifting one leg up to pull him closer]
Parrish: [as they kiss, he will start to thrust gently, going in a bit deeper each time until he reaches that final barrier that protects her virginity. He bites on Laura's lower lip] This may hurt a bit, my love.
Laura: [she nods softly, trying not to tense as he pushes closer, tightening her hold on his shoulder]
Parrish: [and he's going to kiss her deeply, holding her tightly in his arms as he pulls out only to thrust back in, breaking through her maidenhead and in that thrust is fully inside of her, their hips joined]
Laura: [there's a sharp sound, into the kiss a small jump of pain as she holds him in place, giving herself a chance to adjust and relax some at the intrusion]
Parrish: [he's going to keep himself still, kissing her still as he waits for her to start to move and indicate she wants him to move again]
Laura: [it takes a moment, but eventually the kiss relaxes her and she leans back against the bed, rocking her hips up a bit with the itch to move]
Parrish: [and that's all the cue he needs, going to start thrusting into her slowly at first, and then with a bit more of intent. Not hard or fast though. One hand goes back to cup her breast, and his lips leave hers to instead go to suck on her nipple]
Laura: [she gasps and moans softly with each thrust, her head falling back against the bed as her back arches, trying to soak in as much of the sensations as she can. She isn't really sure what to do, other than hold on for the ride, but whatever this is it feels good, and it only seems to be getting better]
Parrish: [he can feel that little hard nub as he learns the right way to thrust, and he knows she liked it when his thumb hit it, so he makes an effort to make sure that his shaft runs along it as he slides out of her. He's not going to last much longer, and his hips do start to speed up more, wanting to get into her as deep as he could]
Laura: [she tries her best to keep up with him, and that extra pressure against her clit only adds to the sensations, and she can feel something starting to tighten low in her stomach, a kind of pressure she's never felt before]
Parrish: [as he's close, he can't focus on kissing her breast or her anymore, gasping with each thrust against her neck, his body moving in a more instinctive way. It isn't long before he's there, his cheek pressing against hers, his breath in her ear] Oh God... Laura... I... I can't...
Laura: [can't respond, doesn't really have the words, but all it takes is a few more thrusts and she feels her body start to tense around him, drawing a soft cry from her lips]
Parrish: [that gripping her body was doing was the last bit he could handle, and he thrust in hard and deep, spilling his seed deep inside of her as he fell over that edge]
Laura: [she slumps back against the bed as she comes down, taking a breath as she closes her eyes and soaking in the feel of him on top of her]
Parrish: [panting and sweaty, he's totally sated and keeping himself inside of her as he settles more onto her, finally finding her lips for a kiss]
Laura: [she kisses him back, relaxing even more under him as she does]
Parrish: [he will stretch out more, his hands going to run through her hair as he kisses her deeper, needy]
Laura: [she soaks up the attention, her limbs going heavy and lazy beneath her as she basks in the attention. She feels different, not a huge change, but like something she's been holding in for far too long has finally been released and she feels content. Happy]
Parrish: [after a bit, he smiles and pulls back, looking down at her as his fingers stroked her cheeks] I am going to make you a very happy woman, Laura. I promise you this.
Laura: [grins back up at him before nodding in agreement] I don't doubt that for a moment.
Parrish: And I feel we should do this often, because for me, this right here is Heaven. I wish to be no other place than here.
Laura: [laughs] We just have to be careful. At least until we are truly married.
Parrish: There's a chapel. There's a priest. Your uncle is still here and can give you to me. Let's go now. [grins]
Laura: We are not going to show my uncle up on his wedding day.
Parrish: So the morning?
Laura: [she laughs] We should at least wait long enough to know that Daniel is elsewhere and won't crash our wedding day.
Parrish: Do you want a big wedding? I do not know what girls expect for their wedding days.
Laura: [shakes her head] The pomp and circumstances was mostly for the Argents. I just need my family.
Parrish: Then let us just gather your family and the priest once the people have all left, and marry under the stars with them as witness.
Laura: I will see what Peter wants to do. But until then you need to bathe after seeing me, otherwise everyone will know.
Parrish: [blinks] I need to bathe...
Laura: [sighs] Otherwise my family will be able to catch the scent of what we've done.
Parrish: ...... Oh. Yes, that would not be very welcoming by them, I take it, before we are wed.
Laura: [she shakes her head] I can see the look on Peter's face already. Best that we avoid it all together.
Parrish: Then best we wed soon, because now that we have had each other, I do not want to be apart.
Laura: Neither do I.
Parrish: Then talk with your uncle and find us a day. Until then, we will have tonight.
Laura: [nods, reaching up and curling her hand around his] Make sure you leave early, so you're not caught by my ladies.
Parrish: I will. [and he's going to lean and kiss her again, and then shift to lay more on his side, pulling her into his arms. Which of course means he slides out of her because he's no longer stiff]
Laura: [and she will just curl into him, nestling close and relaxing into a gentle sleep, probably the best she's had in a long time]
Parrish: [and when the rooster crows, he will gently slip out of bed with a soft kiss, going to find his clothes and slipping out to make his way to his room and then to the showers to bathe before the household is awake]