Mrs Darcy (Complete)

*** Chapter 19

I was so excited to be married that I couldn't keep my hands off Fitz while walking through the grounds of Rosings to a cottage of which was about to be passed to someone named Collins. There were three months until the gentleman was due to move into the pleasant house, which was just enough time for Fitz and I to tear it apart before he appeared on the doorstep. We had planned to move into Pemberly to start our family once the renovations and reinforced zombie defenders were installed properly.

The cottage wasn't that much smaller than I expected it to be. If I'd think hard enough, it could have been mistaken as the size of our German home. As the carriage pulled up to the front door of the house, all the servants were lined outside the windows dressed smartly and with eager expressions on their faces, which were probably the anticipation of seeing my wedding dress. Fitz and I were greeted by a gentleman dressed in fine servants uniform and he looked remarkably cleaner than the rest of the servants gathered outside. "My Lord and Lady, I bid you welcome to Brandford house and congratulations on your marriage" He said to us with a genuine smile.

"Thank you" Fitz replied as we stood together with our arms linked.

"My name is Samuel Jensen, I run this house. Please follow me" Jensen said before turning to walk into the house and we followed a few paces behind him. He took us on our way to the upstairs rooms where we would find anything we wanted waiting for us, before directing us to our marriage rooms.

I was forced to contain my excitement as Jensen opened the door to our rooms and allowed us to step inside before him. "Thank you, Jensen. We'll take it from here" Fitz said to the suspicious servant as I walked further into the room. I heard the door close behind me and the keys being settled down on a nearby table and all the while my back was turned as I surveyed the rooms and walked slowly through them and I was impressed. "Well..." I heard my husband say as his footsteps approached me from behind and placed his hands on my shoulders. "Not that the scenic tour could have gone any slower, but I think the driver was seriously thinking about killing himself" Fitz said softly into my ear.

I chuckled as I stared at the bed in the middle of the room and felt my hands begin to shake and my heart thump in my chest. I was nervous to do it for the first time. "We're finally alone" I said to my husband as I looked down at the ring on my finger as my hand continued to shake.

Fitz noticed and came to stand in front of me where he held onto my shaking hands and cupped them in his own, which I noticed were as cold and shaken as mine were. "It's okay" He whispered. "Don't be nervous" He added and lifted my chin up to look at him.

"I'm not" I replied softly and leaned in to kiss him on the lips. It was a soft kiss at first, but our lips became locked and started moving in sync as the kiss intensified and deepened to the point where we were both gagging for air by the time we had walked backwards blindly toward the bed. I removed my lips from his hand started taking his jacket and waistcoat off of him while he unbuttoned my dress at the back. The close proximity between us caused a lot of laughs and a lot of giggles, but before long Fitz was left in his shirt and I in my corset.

Fitzwilliam slowly turned us around so that I had my back to the bed and I noticed that his hair was getting a little messy. "Jump, milady" He said and I jumped into his arms and wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me onto the bed and eased my back onto it. Now I was shaking even more as it really was going to happen. "Don't be nervous" Fitz repeated quietly to me as he pulled the shirt over his head and tossed it away.

I giggled as he threw his shirt away. "I'm not" I lied and lifted my head up to his and connected our lips once more in an empowering kiss. But after a while, I realised that both of us were still half dressed. "Can you undo my corset for me, please?" I whispered into his ear as my finger snaked the strands of his hair. He nodded and moved off me so I could sit up and turn around. And for a couple of peaceful moments, I was sitting on my knees on the bed enjoying how he touched my bare back and loosened the strings on my corset to the point where he didn't make me feel nervous anymore.

When it was done, I removed the untied corset from my body and tossed it in a similar direction to where the rest of our clothes were on the floor before I closed my eyes and took a few nervous deep breaths to turn around and face Fitz. I kept my eyes closed the entire time while I was turning around as I didn't have that much confidence in how my body looked beneath the corset, and I thought he would turn around and say that he didn't want me anymore. But he didn't exact opposite, and placed a gentle kiss on my lips before asking me, "Why are your eyes closed? Are you nervous?"

I smiled as they remained closed. "Yes" I nodded.

"Don't be nervous" Fitz whispered as he traced his lips along my neck and planted sweet kisses down and around my collar bones, all the while he kept me steady by holding one of my hands and my waist.

"Okay" I whispered back as his touch was so light and careful that he made me question why we hadn't done it anything further before. We had both shown an interest in each other for years in private, but in public we were both shy of each other. I opened my eyes and Fitz lowered me down to the bed again and noticed that he was also as bare as I was and I tried not to look down there as he positioned himself over me beneath the sheets.

"Are you okay?" He asked with a serious expression. I took a deep breath, bit my lip and locked eyes with Fitz before I nodded and confirmed that it was the right time for me to give myself to him completely.