Elizabeth found herself burrowed in blankets, Will gazing down at her with a look of devotion. The bed was so soft and comfortable Elizabeth could feel Will's body pressed against but not much of his weight on her. She saw he was lying so he wouldn't crush her. She watched his eyes as they wondered down her body. The expression of want on his face made her bold. His left hand was cupping her neck; she took this hand in hers and brought it down her throat and shoulder to her breast. With her hand moulded over his she made his hand cup and gently squeezes her breast, making her draw a very shaky breath. The expression on Will's face couldn't be described as his eyes watched their hands. Elizabeth moved her hand away, leaving him to explore her through the thin fabric of her nightgown.

Elizabeth had heard things from the maids as they worked, giggling away. She had listened as two of them talking about them grabbing hold of their breasts and crushing them until they bruised.

Will's attentions were nothing like that. He was incredibly gentle as he cupped her breast and strokes it with his thumb, running it over the peak. Elizabeth lay there completely open and vulnerable to him and had never felt more alive.

Will was mesmerised by the effect he had over Elizabeth, He could feel the effect it was having over him but it wasn't until he watched his thumb caused her peak to harden under his touch that he knew she felt the same. He had always wondered what this act was like for woman. It always seemed to be about the man and Will didn't want that for Elizabeth. He could see the effect he was having through her nightgown and when he stroked it she cried and threw her head back, causing him to jump. When her head came forward and he could see her face, her eyes were closed and her mouth was open. He carefully stroked her again, her eyes flew open, her mouth made a sort of soundless cry and she arched her back into his hand. Elizabeth lifted her knees, till her feet were flat on the bed, her legs bent at the knee with Will between them. She then pushed her knees together against Will's hips, causing intimate contact making them both groan. Elizabeth then grabbed him and pulled him to her kissing him with all she was worth, he returned it eagerly, her reactions making him bold, he took his hand down from her breast, gently stroking her stomach, over her hip and down her leg to her knee, where her nightgown had bunched up.

Will slid his hand under her dress and up her leg marvelling at how soft her skin was. Will watched her face grow nervous and he leans forward pressing his forehead to hers.

"Tell me to stop," he whispers against her mouth, promising her that he will stop if she wants him to. He sealed the promise with a gentle kiss that continued as his hand roamed up to her hip, using his thumb to stroke her hipbone. Elizabeth moaned softly into the kiss. Will took his other hand and repeated the actions, till her nightgown was bunched at her hips. He ended the kiss and grasped the dress in both hands and looked at her gently seeking approve. She reached up and stroked his cheek with her hand. He nuzzled into her touch then kissed her palm. They both though how beautiful it was that even in the midst of passion the other could still be so gentle and affectionate. "I trust you," she whispered her face full of trust, only her slightly trembling hands gave away her nerves.

Will then removed her nightgown, lifting it over her head and dropping it next to her pillow. Will heart stopped as he saw his childhood friend, one and only love, wife and soon-to-be lover naked before him.

Elizabeth felt Will remove the dress from her and she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to Will herself not to tremble.

"Once the clothes are off he won't stop until he's finished," the voice of that giggly girl filled her head and she could feel herself shaking.

It was then she noticed she couldn't feel Will's body moving. She opened her eyes to see his dark ones staring at her, his face filled with concern.

"Are you alright?" he asks.

How could Elizabeth worry about what that tart of a maid had said, Will would be caring and gentle, the way he ahs been so far. Elizabeth's eyes are glazed with unshed tears but she smiles reassuringly and pulls him to a kiss.

Will knows that Elizabeth is nervous possibly even afraid so he takes his next actions slowly even though he can feel her bare body against his chest. Will ended the kiss, only to place soft kisses over her cheeks, forehead, even her nose which made her giggle. He smiled hearing her chuckle, then proceeded to kiss down her neck, once again finding that sensitive are. Her moaning excites him as moves over her shoulder down to her chest.

Elizabeth gasped when she felt Will's mouth between her breasts. His mouth was opened but wasn't using his tongue, instead using his lips to suck at her flesh, the sensations sending heat through her veins. His hands were on her stomach and trailed up, fingers tracing her ribs until he heard a gasp of pain. Will leaned back looking at Elizabeth, whose face showed pain. He loved down and saw her ribs were dented with red lines.

"What this?"

"It's the corset, the whale bones dig into you to make you appear thinner,"

Will winced in sympathy and gently placed a kiss on one of the marks, making her sigh. His mouth gently made its way up to between her breasts.

There weren't words to describe what she was feeling her hands had woven in his hair as his mouth made it way up the side of her breast her to her...!

Elizabeth moaned louder than ever when she felt Will's mouth close in around her hardened peak, rolling it on his tongue. He sicked, licked, rolled it in his mouth, Elizabeth was panting and her hands left his hair to grasp the sheets. His mouth went to her other breast, this time he gently ran his teeth over it, causing Elizabeth to cry out and buck her hips into him, an intimate action that made Will pressed himself against her and his head fell between her breasts, both of them now panting.

She pulled away from him moving back further up the bed, trying to steady her breathing. Will felt her pull away and leaned back till he was on all fours and crawled up to her on the bed. He cupped her face.

"Did I hurt you?" he asked, horrified at the thought. Elizabeth smiled and shook her head.

"No," she replied, moving her hands down his arms to his shoulders. "I just needed to be in a better position so I can...," she trailed off, too embarrassed to continue. Will nuzzled her neck whispering,

"So you can what?" Elizabeth sighed and replied softly,

"Do this,"

Her hand started to trail down his chest and stomach to his trousers. Will buried his head in her shoulder, his desire increasing as he felt her hands undo the buckle on his belt, and then took the belt off. He felt Elizabeth trembling as she ran her small hands over the bulge in the front of his trousers and groaned loudly against her shoulder. She seemed to be fiddling with the fastenings on his trousers then rasped, "Will, I can't." Will pulled back and saw her face was flushed with embarrassed, he left a lingering kiss on her forehead before rolling off her and taking his trousers off.

They were now both naked, Elizabeth sat behind him and looked over his shoulder at his body, her hand sneaking round then trailed feather light touches down his stomach till they reached his intimate place. She closed her eyes and buried her face in his back as she gently touched him there, curiosity getting the better of her. It was the oddest feeling, like soft and velvety while being incredibly hard like iron.

Will growled in his throat and grabbed her wrist stopping it from touching him. Elizabeth gasped and tried to get away from him, worried her actions had somehow angered him. But he kept a grip on her wrist and turned around to wrap his free arm around her.

"I'm sorry Will," she whispered frantically, grabbing the quilt to cover herself, suddenly feeling exposed.

Will had never such a deep an animal instinct as when Elizabeth had touched him. It worried him as felt like he'd lost his head and there was only one thing he wanted, not worrying about Elizabeth. So he removed her hand to make sure he didn't get carried away. He turned to look back at her, she looked terrified.

"I'm sorry," she whispered covering herself up.

"Elizabeth," he grabbed her and pulled her close. "It wasn't you, it's just my body is still getting used to this and it cant yet handle you doing that to me," Elizabeth blushed and looked away.

"You are so beautiful," he whispered into her skin, gently kissing her arm. She turned back and smiled at him and replied softly,

"Make me yours, Will Turner," Will kissed her gently cupping her face, inhaling her scent as he laid her back down on the bed. He pulled the blanket off her body, revealing her to him again. Elizabeth reached out for Will, pulling him closer to her, kissing him passionate. Will gently coaxed her legs apart and lay in between them, careful not to crush her tiny body. He had never truly appreciated the difference between a man and woman's body until he lay there on top of her. Their bodies were complete contrasts but felt made to be together. Will started kissing her again, his hands wandering over her body while her clung to his shoulders.

Elizabeth knew that this was the moment they had been waiting for. She could feel his arousal pressed against her and was amazed by how much control Will was managing. She broke the kiss looking into his eyes. They made her feel he was penetrating her soul. Elizabeth knew she was getting nervous and reminded herself that she trusted Will. She has been here open and vulnerable and he has taken care of her.

Will sensed her unease and ran his hand through her hair saying quietly, "We have our whole lives, Elizabeth. If you're afraid I can wait,"

"No," she replied immediately. "I want this more than anything, Will."

He looked in her eyes and believed her, returning her genuine smile before kissing her passionately.

Their passionate embrace continued until Will had gotten Elizabeth moaning again.

Elizabeth felt Will's hand start to travel down her hip. His hand went to cup her intimately she back away from his touch with a loud grasp. "Shh," he whispered. Elizabeth mentally shook herself. It's okay for him to do that, we're married! She slid back down the bed towards him, wrapping her arms around Will's neck and burying her face in his shoulder. This time when she felt his hand touch her, she lay completely still. Will tried to distract her by kissing neck, and Elizabeth was lost in those attentions until she felt a finger slide inside of her. She groaned in a most unladylike way, moaning Will's name huskily into his shoulder. His finger was then replaced by something else. Something that felt huge against her, making her wonder if he'll fit. Elizabeth felt herself tremble then a comforting voice in her ear.

"I love you," Elizabeth smiled against his chest,

"I love you too, so much."

Will started to push himself inside of her causing him to moan softly. Elizabeth gasped at the new sensations he was causing within a deep place inside of her. She couldn't stop herself from letting out a whimper of pain when he reached her virginal barrier. Will stopped and looked down at her nestled against him.

"Bite my shoulder," he whispered and she looked up at him.

"What?" she asked confused.

"For the pain," he explained, "And when it hurts bites down, it will help." Elizabeth wrapped her arms around his shoulders clinging to him, then opening her mouth and resting it on his shoulder, not biting down. Will placed some kisses on her shoulder before resting his face on her neck.

Will pushed through her barrier causing her to let out a scream, muffled by her biting down on his shoulder hard enough to draw blood in places. He didn't feel the pain in his shoulder; he could only hear her cries echoing in his head. He held her close and whispered apologies and words of comfort. Will felt Elizabeth's tears wet his chest and pulled back to look down at her face. He kissed her tears away, stroking her collarbone.

Elizabeth looked up at Will's expression of guilt and hugged him to her, trying to think not of the pain but of the other feelings this intimate contact was igniting. Will was kissing her everywhere her crushing grip would allow him. Elizabeth lay there with him for a while, waiting as the pain etched away, being replaced by odd and exciting sensations. Elizabeth ran her hand up and down Will's back, a silent thank you for being patient. She wiggled her hips against his, anxious to know how it felt. S jolt of arousing energy ripped through causing her to whimper with pleasure and thrust herself back towards him. Will's body automatically responded by pressing back against her, they both groaned with pleasure.

"Elizabeth, are your ready?" Will managed to choke out looking into her eyes. He saw pure desire for the first time and she nodded. He pulled gently out of her then slowly pushed back in, the effect causing her to pant and him to shake. When Elizabeth continued to buck against him and moaned in pleasure he quickened his pace. Elizabeth started to thrust up against him but it was out of time with his. Will put his hands on her hips and guided her thrusts to meet his, this new angle doubling their pleasure. Elizabeth's gasps were getting louder and Will could feel that he was reaching his peak, praying he would be able to hold on until Elizabeth reached hers. He leaned, cupped her face with one hand and kissed her with fire and passion, his tongue invading her mouth, causing her to moan loudly and their pace quickened. Their kiss continued until Elizabeth's inner muscles suddenly tightened round him and she cried out and buried her face against his neck, gasping as her climax reached her. Her release triggered his by the tightening of her muscles around him, he thrust into her one last time groaning her name into her shoulder and shuddering almost violently.

Elizabeth clung to Will overcome with emotion, but feeling him shuddering against her made her run her fingers through his hair, while still shaking herself.

Will withdrew from her and rolled onto his back besides her, then looked over at her. As soon as he left her she covered herself up with the sheet. Her face beheld a soft, private smile on her face and she turned her head to look at him. He reached a hand over and stroked her face and rolled over, lying down on top of him, resting her head on his shoulder. She weighed practically nothing to Will and he enjoyed the feeling of her against him, he stroking her back causing her to sigh against him. She pulled back and looked at him, looking like an angel.

"Goodnight," she whispered smiling.

"Goodnight," he replied smiling back, drawing her into a kiss. She ended the kiss and climbed off him, lying beside him, her head on his shoulder and an arm draped over his chest. Will pulled the blankets over the both of them, wrapping his arms around his wife and the two of them drifted off into a very peaceful slumber.