Breaking points- A William/Julia FF

[camilla]

However,this last chapter is the best for me Akarana,compliments

[akarana]

camilla: It's also the dirtiest (so far)

Chapter 14

When William opened his eyes that Sunday morning he was greeted by his favorite pair of green eyes looking at him. He blinked sleepily and instinctively moved closer to her.

"Good morning," she smiled at him and looked younger than ever as she lay on her side with her head resting on the pillow and her hands stuck underneath it.

"Good morning indeed," he replied with a sleepy voice and smiled back at her. When he managed to take his eyes away from her face for a second her realized that her shoulders were still bare above the cover, which meant that she had obviously never dressed herself the night before. Looking down on himself he realized that he was too, more undressed that dressed and only his underwear saved him from total nakedness. The memories of how he had got to that state and what had happened in this state made his smile wider and he slung one arm around Julia's waist and pulled her closer to him under the covers.

Their eyes met once more and they held the look, letting their eyes have a silent conversation of their own. Julia was the one who moved first when she brought a hand out from underneath her pillow and started to smooth his hair.

"Your hair is sticking up," she told him with a smile and was so close that her breath tickled his throat. He didn't reply and just kept looking at her until he couldn't stand the mounting tension between them anymore. He caught her lips with his and pulled her flush against his body as her hand in his hair messed it up once more as she raked her fingers through it. The kiss deepened and their tongues and teeth joined to tease and nibble. He rolled her onto her back and pulled the covers down so he had access to her naked chest as he hovered over her. He let his hand wander over her exposed upper body as they kissed passionately and steadied himself with his other arm. Panting from their heated kisses Julia pulled him down so he was resting with his full weight on top of her and they both groaned as his hardness rested against the apex of her legs, just separated by the thin cloth of his drawers.

"Julia… love…." He muttered and thought he would go mad with lust any second as he ground his hips into hers and she started moving with him.

"William, we need to stop... Eva," she replied in a breathless whisper but they both didn't stop the movements of their hips. Their lips met once more in a desperate kiss and against her words her hands moved to his bottom and pushed him even more against her.

A knock on her bedroom door a second later made them freeze and exchange a worried look.

"Doctor, the child is awake and asking for you," the maid called through the door and Julia was happy that the young woman didn't enter.

"I will be with you shortly," Julia replied. They both listened and let out a relieved breath when the steps moved away from the door. William buried his face in Julia's neck as she hugged him tightly to her and didn't want him to move off of her. "That was close," she finally said and rubbed his tense shoulders. She was somewhat afraid that the near discovery by the maid would make him avoid another situation like this.

"We need to remember to lock the door next time," he surprised her with his words and placed a kiss on the soft skin under her ear.

"I'm relieved you feel that way," she said and her smile mirrored her words.

"I told you I'm not regretting this, Julia. In my heart I can't find anything wrong with what we are doing . You're my fiancée after all and while we are taking some liberties we are not going against any law, heavenly or earthly," he replied seriously.

"I think your priest might not completely agree with you, William, but you know that the word of the bible doesn't mean that much to me. I rather trust my heart and my common sense," she pointed out and kept her arms wrapped around his neck as he leaned up to have a better look at her.

"And what are your heart and your common sense telling you?" he asked curiously.

"That there is nothing wrong with what we are doing, especially because we love each other and are going to be married. This is ours and only between us and as long as it is alright with the two of us no one should find a fault with it," she said passionately.

"You know it is not as easy for me, but I agree," he replied and kissed her softly. Then, with the greatest effort of willpower he rolled off of her and got out of bed. Unabashed Julia followed him and got up as well, not minding in the least that she stood before him in the same state of undressed as he was.

"I will just put on a nightgown and look after Eva. You can get ready meanwhile. Shall I bring you some of your spare clothes?" Julia asked him, knowing he kept fresh clothes in the guestroom.

"That would be most appreciated," he nodded and looked down on himself. He wrinkled his forehead and raised his eyebrows when he looked at himself while Julia pulled a nightgown over her head.

"What is it?" she asked when she turned around and saw his look.

"I think I will have to pay attention not to change my shirt in front of anyone else for a while," he stated, still staring at his own upped body and the several red spots on it. Julia came closer to see what he was talking about and then laughed.

"Anyone but me that is, detective," she giggled and gave him a lingering kiss on the lips. "And the same thing goes for me," she told him then with a wink and let her hand drop between her breasts, showing him where the love bite was underneath her gown. Then she pulled her robe out of her wardrobe and left the room, the smile still on her face.

~*~

"I think I will visit the park today with Eva so she will get some fresh air. It looks like it's going to be a lovely day," Julia said while they sat at the breakfast table, all three now dressed and ready for the day. William and Julia had already eaten the scones Dawson had made this morning and were now both eating different fruits. Eva who had refused to eat her oatmeal was still tearing her scone apart and stuck part of it in her mouth from time to time.

"They opened a new sand pit for the children last week. Seeing how much she likes to get herself dirty I think she might like it," William nodded.

"Yes, our dear Eva here is a little mucky pup," Julia agreed and Eva smiled at her when she heard her name.

"It shouldn't be much longer until her father arrives," William pointed out and made Julia sigh.

"I'm sure I will miss her," she admitted.

"Yes, me too," he agreed. "But it might also give us the time for me to court you decently," he added.

"What do you have in mind?" Julia's mood improved again immediately.

"I will come up with something," he smiled meaningfully.

"Oh William, you are an awful tease," Julia exclaimed and laughed.

"Just want to surprise you, doctor," he only smiled teasingly, but didn't elaborate on his plans. Julia reacted by taking one of Eva's scone pieces and playfully threw it at his head. Of course the child liked the idea and started throwing pieces at him as well.

"Now you are making a mess and I wonder who the mucky pup is," William laughed and held up his hands to shield his face and hair from the flying scone pieces. Once again they were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Doctor, there's a visitor here for you," Dawson announced and then once more George Crabtree intruded on their time together.

"Good morning doctor," he said and tipped his hat up. "Detective, you're here as well," he only sounded mildly surprised.

"Good morning constable," Julia replied and tried to hide her smile as William started picking up the scone pieces that surrounded his chair and his plate.

"Good morning George," William greeted the young man as well and looked around for more food on the ground. "What is it?" he asked when Crabtree remained silent and just watched him picking up the food on the floor.

"We have been looking for you since last night, detective, and couldn't find you," he finally said and noted with satisfaction that both the detective and the doctor blushed at his statement. "A man was shot at his house last night during a break in, or so the wife claims," he went on. "However there is no bullet wound. It rather looks like his chest exploded from the inside out," George gave them the facts. "So you're needed as well, doctor," he unnecessarily added.

"How intriguing," Julia said with professional enthusiasm and Murdoch wholeheartedly agreed.

TBC

[lilmon]

Oh, these chapters were certainly hot! Well done, akarana!
lilmon

[camilla]

Love this chapter too!different from the 13th but however nice..what can i say?i love hot fanfictions,i think they Are more realistic and intriguing,as usual can't wait for the Next chapter Akarana!thank you for post!

[akarana]

Thank you lilmon and Camilla for your reviews. it's always nice to know someone is reading and liking it!

Chapter 15

„Murdoch, what have you got?" Brackenreid asked him Monday around noon when he called him into his office.

"Not much, I fear," he replied honestly and tiredly sat down in the chair in front of Brackenreid's desk. He was exhausted from working on Sunday and from looking after Eva during the night. The day and evening without him or Julia had upset the girl, because their daily routine had been interrupted. She had reacted by throwing one temper tantrum after the next and it hadn't helped that Julia had come home from the morgue slightly after midnight. Together they had tried to put the distraught child to bed, but had given up around half past two in the morning. They had simply taken her to bed with them, where she had occupied the middle of the bed. That's how Dawson had found them the next morning and hadn't even lectured them, because they both still wore the clothes from the day before as they had been too exhausted to change. William had got up at the crack of dawn and had hurried to work, hoping that he would solve the case soon, so he could get some sleep and quiet.

"No news yet on how the guy was killed?" the inspector wanted to know and looked closely at William.

"I haven't checked with Dr. Ogden yet today. I was just on my way over. But she seemed as puzzled as we are about the cause of death last night," he replied.

"If she's as tired as you are I doubt she has better concentration," Brackenreid grinned.

"She is," he replied without thinking about it and yawned widely.

"So you and the doctor again, huh?" Brackenreid went on curiously.

"Inspector?" Murdoch tried to play dumb.

"Crabtree told me that you seem to have spent the night at doctor Ogden's place and that's why we couldn't find you," Brackenreid didn't mind his own intrusive questions. He was talking from man to man and for him there were no taboos- even if Murdoch wasn't one to talk about his love life.

"I've spent every night in Doctor Ogden's guestroom since she took Eva in. The child isn't able to sleep without her personal pillow, which turns out to be me," Murdoch said and tried to quench the rumors that way.

"Murdoch, my old mucker, you can tell all the men at the constabulary that there's nothing going on, but you can't fool me. You've been a lovesick puppy ever since she left and now, accidentally, since her fiancé disappeared you're happy as a pig in its sty and spend the nights at her place? Child or no child, there's something going on," Brackenreid said in his usual jovial but intrusive tone of voice. "And for all of our sakes I hope you get it right this time and make sure she won't run of with another lad who isn't right for her," he went on. "Get your girl, my friend, and don't let her get away again," he advised.

"Sir, even if that were true, there would surely be things to consider. Her fiancé has been gone for only four weeks," Murdoch replied and they both knew there was nothing hypothetical about it, no matter how many conjunctives he put in the sentence.

"Let me be blunt, Murdoch: You love her and she loves you. What do you care what others are saying? Just make sure to make her yours as soon as possible," Brackenreid said and then his tone got softer. "I'd hate to see you that miserable again." Murdoch looked anywhere but at his boss and decided that he had nothing more to say to him about that topic. Brackenreid wasn't really closemouthed and it was a topic that had to be discussed with Julia.

"I should go and check on the new results at the morgue," so he said and got up.

"Greet your doctor from me," Brackenreid grinned and started to laugh when he realized just how uncomfortable William was.

"Good day, Inspector," William just said and left the office and the constabulary as fast as he could.

~*~

The music was louder than usually when he entered the morgue. It was so loud in fact that Julia didn't even hear him come in. He wasn't sure how to approach at first because he didn't want to startle her. After a second of contemplation he just turned the volume of the music down, which sufficed to make her turn around.

"Oh William, impeccable timing as always. I was just about to send for you," she said when she saw him and finished her report.

"Can you work with the music this loud?" he asked her and knew that he couldn't.

"Yes, it was indispensable today, because otherwise I would have fallen asleep," she admitted and led him to the small secluded area where her 'office' was.

"I can understand that. I feel the same way," he replied, leaning against her desk.

"You should have gone home last night, William. That way at least one of us could have had a good night's sleep," she sighed tiredly and sat down on the chair at her desk. "Thinking about it, maybe you should do that tonight," she added thoughtfully.

"And leave you alone with the unsettled child? If you want me no longer intruding on you, just say the word," he replied and said the last part with a small smile, knowing it wasn't true.

"It was my decision to take Eva in, William, and you shouldn't have to put up with the consequences of my crazy ideas," she sulked. "Sometimes I really wonder what you see in me," she added quietly. William bit back a smile. Who would have thought that a tired Julia Ogden was a weepy and sulky one? The pout on her face was adorable and he wished there weren't workers on the other side of the glass window, so he could kiss it off her face. He knew however that they couldn't see their hands as long as they stayed in the autopsy room and so he took her hand in his and softly stroked the back of her hand with his thumb while he spoke.

"I see a brilliant pathologist, a well educated, witty and kind woman. One who can sometimes be bold and stubborn and always quite beautiful. And a woman who seems to wallow in self pity when she's tired, which makes her just much more endearing," he teased her with the last part. Julia looked up at him and seemed angry at first, but then had to smile when she saw the smile on his face.

"Infuriating man," she muttered once again and gave his hand a squeeze before she let go of it. "Maybe we should focus our attention back on work, detective, so we can catch up on our sleep," she said then with yet another yawn.

"Then show me what you found, doctor," he agreed and listened closely as she explained her findings to him.

TBC

[camilla]

Is a pleasure continue to' read and comment your fanfic Akarana!like a big fan of William and Julia your fanfic make me very happy..in the show we haven't romantic scenes in this ,so the only positive thing in this is your fanfic.you write so well that i can imagine W and J for real,you rock!

[akarana]

Thank you Camilla!

Chapter 16

Another week and a half later William took the child to the constabulary with him once more. It had become somewhat normal during the last weeks and Eva was a lot calmer with the policemen around than home alone with Ms. Dawson. Julia speculated that the child remembered on an subconscious level that policemen had been present when William had taken her out of the basket her mother had hid her in.

"Good morning Miss Eva," Crabtree greeted his nineteen month old friend and immediately the child smiled at him. George had been the first one volunteering for watching her and it turned out he had a way with children and was an excellent babysitter. He even knew how to change diapers because of his numerous cousins, which turned out be quite helpful.

"Good morning George. Anything new on the Kingsley case?" Murdoch asked him and handed Eva over to him.

"We have a fingerprint match. The suspect is brought in as we speak," Crabtree replied and tried to stop Eva from pulling his hat into his face.

"Good work George," William complimented and walked off to his office, after he left the bag with the diapers and toys for the child with the constable.

Once he was inside he closed the door behind him, sat down in his chair and opened the file with the new results on the case. The finger-marks marched with the man they were bringing in and he hoped that with that the case would be closed. He flipped through the notes he had left and made sure to pay attention to important details so he would be prepared for the interrogation. He had barely finished when there was a commotion out at the station. Worried so he could get Eva out of the way if necessary he hurried outside and found that George had already done that.

"What is going on?" he asked Higgins who happened to be standing next to him.

"The guy we brought in isn't happy to be here, I guess," the younger man replied and just then three policemen were holding a man who was strong because of his incredible rage. Someone in that state of anger was always a problem and a threat, and William decided that the man needed to calm down before he could talk to him.

"Sir, please calm down. We are just going to ask you some questions," he spoke up and walked over to the men.

"Stay out of my way!" the man roared and managed to fight off two of the policemen.

"Please, sir," he tried it again but then everything happened so fast. The enraged drunk managed to shake off the third constable as well, while the other two were hurrying back towards him. Seeing only one direction to flee the drunk came forward, towards William, and suddenly there was a knife in his hand. Later, no one could tell where it had come from, but the blade was up in the air one second and stuck in Murdoch's left upper arm the next. Then the three constables managed to get the man back under control with the brutal help of the inspector himself, but William was already gripping his arm in pain.

"Murdoch, are you alright?" Brackenreid asked loudly over the commotion and William was somewhat aware that Eva had started crying as well.

"I… I don't know," he replied through gritted teeth, still toppled over in pain.

"Don't remove the knife, Murdoch! Don't want ya bleeding to death," Brackenreid instructed, although William was well aware of that. "And you, go over to Dr. Ogden and tell her she's needed here immediately," he turned to one of the men. William plopped down on the nearest chair and tried not to scream out in pain.

"Sh, Eva, he's alright," he heard George telling the child while he bounced her up and down and tried to calm her, but she was near hysterics once again.

"George, bring her over," he told him, closing his eyes when another wave of pain shook his body.

"Sir, there's a blade stuck in your arm," the constable protested but came closer anyway.

"I know. Hand her over," William requested and held out his right arm.

"I don't think that's a good idea," George muttered, but one look of William was enough and he handed the girl over anyway.

"It's alright, Eva. Hush, it's alright," he said as calm as he could with the excruciating pain spreading out from his arm and pressed her small body against his chest. Really slowly she calmed down and he realized that it might be good that she was there as he had something else to focus on than his pain. Just when she stopped crying and rubbed her face against his shirt Julia arrived.

"Dear god William, what kind of trouble have you managed to get yourself in this time?" she asked, her voice a blend of worry and anger.

"He tried to stab me, but was too drunk to do it, I guess," he replied and speaking about his injury made it hurt even more.

"Unbelievable," she shook her head and took Eva from him. "I will take care of him now, ok? Everything is alright. I will go and make him all better and you play with constable Crabtree, alright?" she asked the child, but the girl shook her head, obviously still scared.

"Come on, little lady. I'll take ya," Brackenreid saved them from another crying fit and Eva willingly went to him, obviously attracted by the strength and power he emanated. "I'm sure we'll find something fun for you in my office," he added. "And you useless lads go back to work," he turned to the men. "Murdoch, doctor, get that knife out of his arm and stitch him back up," he gave out one last order in their direction and then left with Eva.

"William, can you stand?" Julia turned to him.

"I think so," he nodded and slowly got up. The shock of having a knife stuck in his arm still had him a bit dizzy. He wrapped his right arm around Julia's shoulders as she carefully led him to his office.

"I doubt you will be able to take your shirt off, so I have to cut it in order to take a look at the wound," she said when he sat safely in his own chair again.

"Do what you have to, but get the knife out of me," he whined with a pained look on his face.

"You really need to learn to stay out of trouble, William. You had me worried," she said as she destroyed the sleeve of his shirt and suit jacket with a scissor.

"I only intended to calm him down. Not very successful it seems," he admitted through gritted teeth as she pulled the torn cloth away from the wound.

"The way the knife is stuck in your arm, I doubt it hit any important arteries," she told him after a quick inspection. "But this will hurt," she said then and gripped the knife with both hands.

"Just do it fast," he requested.

"I'm sorry, but I can't do that if I want to avoid further damage to your arm," she replied truthfully and then started pulling the knife out. William wished he had something to bite onto, but like this all he could do was grip the chair with his right hand and grind his teeth together.

"Oh god," he gasped when the blade finally left his arm.

"It's just a flesh wound," Julia shrugged with professionalism and seemed happy about it.

"Quite enough to hurt," William pointed out.

"Oh, William I am sorry. Of course it hurts," Julia became sympathetic when she realized that he could actually feel the pain while her usual 'patients' couldn't. "You want me to sedate you when I stitch you back up?" she asked him, knowing the sewing would most likely hurt even more than the stab wound.

"No, I'm good," he replied bravely and looked at her with determination.

"You already are my hero, you don't need to impress me further," she pointed out and gave his hand a quick squeeze.

"That's good to know," he managed a tiny smile as she got everything ready.

"I might even kiss it all better later, when we're alone," she winked at him.

"I wish you could do it now," he replied pained as she disinfected the wound. Julia looked over to the window in his door and when she was sure they had no audience, she leaned down and kissed him softly.

"That's all I can do right now," she told him and then started the sewing. It hurt so much that it had him cursing and groaning, but he managed to get through all ten stitches. By the end of it he was soaked in sweat, knew he had something to tell at confession and has most likely left imprints of his fingernails in the arm of the chair, but he made it through. He still had his eyes squeezed shut when Julia came back to him with a wet cloth and gently dabbed his forehead with it.

"All done," she said once his forehead wasn't glistening with sweat anymore. "Now only a shot of mercury and you're good to go."

"Is this really necessary?" he asked warily and seemed more afraid of the injection than of the whole ordeal before.

"Still afraid of needles, William?" Julia laughed at him.

"Don't laugh at me," he whined as she pulled the mercury into the syringe.

"Lower your pants. The sooner we will get it done, the sooner it will be over," she tried to encourage him.

"Julia, really! Do I really have to? Here?" he kept on whining.

"Your inspector didn't have the same worries if I remember correctly," she giggled as he got up and turned around before unfastening his pants.

"Oh don't remind me. I had no idea what was coming my way when he called me into his office, thrust the syringe into my hand and dropped his pants," William remembered and started laughing, in spite of the pain.

"Well, he didn't want me to give him the injection. Something about his wife being the only woman ever getting near his bottom," Julia laughed with him and poked him with the needle without warning.

"He actually said that?" William kept laughing. Now that the shock was wearing off he found the memory of Brackenreid's gold cure injection really hilarious.

"He did. But he was quite out of it because of his heroin withdrawal. First he yelled at me and then he called me' love' in his anger," she giggled as well at the memory. William in the meantime had dressed again and looked a bit helplessly at his torn shirt and suit-jacket.

"I think I will have to go home and change," he thought out loud.

"I advise you to rest for today and stay at home. I will come and check on you later and change the gauze," Julia replied and stepped a bit closer. Once more they were standing closer than was appropriate as co-workers, but they didn't even notice. It was just so normal for them to be that close that they had even done that when Julia had still been engaged to Dr. Garland or when William had been with Enid Jones.

"Alright," he agreed, mainly because of the pain. "What will we do with Eva?" he asked her then. Before she could answer however there was a knock on the door.

"You two have a visitor," Brackenreid told them with a serious expression on his face and stepped aside to let the guest enter. In came a tall man with blonde hair and sad but kind blue eyes and he held Eva.

"I'm Daniel Macintyre, Eva's father. I've come to thank you and to pick her up," he introduced himself and this time they both flinched. It wasn't Murdoch or Julia's arm that hurt- it was their hearts as they knew they had to let the child go.

TBC

[camilla]

As always great chapter,can't wait for read the Next!! Hope this fanfic never end!

[jbork1979]

These are great! Keep them coming!

[lilmon]

Poor William! It's good that Julia was at hand.... Great chapter, akarana!
lilmon

[akarana]

Wow, it seems I have a new reader! Welcome jbork1979 to the story!
And thanks to Camilla and lilmon for still reading

Because this story is all mapped out in my head, nothing happens without a purpose. Not even the semi-dramatic stabbing in the last chapter. Here we go again...

Please note that this chapter is M-rated, which means Adult Content. Don't read the marked parts if you are under 18. Thank you!

Chapter 17

It was hard letting Eva go, harder than they had thought. Her father seemed happy to have her back, although he was still visibly shaken by the death of his wife. He thanked them both for their work and especially for taking his daughter in, and assured them that they could see her any time they wanted. Still, they were sad and so was the whole constabulary.

Julia finally managed to convince William to go home and rest while she went with Mr. Macintyre to pick up Eva's things at her house. Looking around her living room she realized that it seemed so much emptier once Eva and all traces of her were gone. She had had tea with Eva's father and had learned more about their life and it gave her time to say goodbye to the girl.

"Dawson?" she called for her housekeeper and went into the kitchen to look for her.

"Yes Miss?" Dawson replied.

"Could you prepare a meal for Detective Murdoch which I can bring him? He was stabbed today and I need to check on him and make sure he eats. His landlord isn't really a cook," she told her.

"Oh Julia, is he alright?" the elder woman asked worried and even forgot to use the title to address her employer.

"Yes. The attacker missed and stabbed him in the arm. Last time he was injured however, he got an infection and I can't be sure that it was only because of the poison he was given back then. I will need to keep an eye on him," Julia replied and stole a piece of tomato Miss Dawson was cutting.

"Will he stay over tonight?" the housekeeper asked and seemed uncomfortable asking the question.

"Hopefully he is asleep now. However if there are any complications he might need the guestroom once again and your delicious food," Julia answered the question with a smile.

"Whatever you need, child," Dawson smiled and seemed alright with the information she was given.

"I intend to leave in about an hour. Can you have something ready for him then?"

"Of course," the housekeeper nodded and Julia left the kitchen to get changed.

~*~

"William, it would go much faster if you would just hold still," Julia lectured him when she dabbed disinfectant on his wound and he kept flinching away.

"It stings," he complained and flinched again when she continued.

"You're whining like a little child," she rolled her eyes and smiled. Her smile, however, left her face a second later when the word child reminded her of Eva. Seeing William's sad expression she knew that he was thing the same and so she let her forehead come to rest against his shoulder, above the wound, and took comfort in the close contact.

"I already miss her so," she admitted.

"Me too," he nodded and rubbed her shoulders with his uninjured arm. "Do you ever find yourself wishing that you could have a child one day?" he asked her quietly and knew that he most likely opened old wounds with that question. It had been bugging him ever since he had seen her with Eva though. There had been moments when he had imagined that she was their child and would stay with them. She didn't reply immediately, but turned her head so she could look at him. She fiddled with the swab, dabbing at his wound again.

"Yes, William, I do. I wish I could have a child with you. A little boy with your beautiful eyes," she admitted while she looked into them. "And your smile," she went on, touching the corner of his mouth with her thumb. "And this adorable little crease you get between your eyes when you're thinking," she smiled sadly and touched the spot with her finger.

"Or a girl with your eyes, your smile and your red-blonde hair," he replied and pulled the hair-band out of her hair so her braid became undone. He combed through her stands with his free hand. "And your wit," he then went on and kissed her lips. "Your brilliant mind," he kissed her again. "Your courage," followed by another kiss. "Your sense of humor, as strange as it might be at times." He reached out for her. She did not pull back as one arm went around her waist as he pulled her closer, though she did lick her lips with the tip of her tongue in anticipation of the next kiss.

"You said you would kiss it better once we're alone," he pointed out in a whisper.

"I think you're correct detective," she smiled and the serious talk of a moment ago seemed forgotten. He lowered his mouth to hers and instantly their kiss deepened as he pulled her fully against him. He felt her hands come up to grasp his shirt and he opened his mouth as he kissed her even deeper, pressing harder against her soft lips. There was no feeling in the world just like the one of kissing her and he knew that no matter how long they would be together, this would never get old. He leaned back and intended to lie down on his pillow and pull Julia with him, but she stopped him.

"William, we need to bandage your arm first. I don't want you feverish and sick like the last time," Julia pointed out and chuckled when she saw his disappointed expression. "Also you need to eat something or I will call Mrs. Kitchen so she can cook for you again," she threatened him jokingly.

"That wouldn't work as Mrs. Kitchen is currently visiting her son in Montreal," he replied and flinched again when she started wrapping the bandage around his upper arm.

"Does that mean you're unsupervised?" She raised her eyebrows.

"I guess I am. I fear this means you have to stay and look after me," he knew in which direction her thoughts were going. They looked at each other and tried to keep straight faces, but then Julia started laughing and he had to laugh with her.

"Thank god for that. I got used to you sleeping beside me," she laughed relieved and finished bandaging his wound. "You want to eat something?" she asked him then.

"Yes, I haven't had anything since breakfast," he nodded and leaned back against the headboard of his bed. Julia picked up the basket she had brought along and then placed it in his lap.

"I'm not exactly sure what Dawson has packed but I know it should be enough to feed a small army," Julia commented when he opened it.

"Aren't you gonna join me?" he asked her and patted the free spot beside him on the bed.

"I could eat," she shrugged and took the offered spot. They each took something to eat out of the basket and started their meal in companionable silence, until William broke it.

"Julia, about what you said before… about getting used to sleeping next to me. I think it won't stay as easy as it was to be together like this, now that Eva is gone," he voiced his concern.

"I know," she sighed and placed the rest of her cake on the night-table, suddenly not hungry anymore.

"Julia, a while ago Brackenreid said something to me and ever since then I've been thinking about his words… And I've come to the conclusion that he might be right after all," William replied and put the basket on the ground with some effort, so he could take her hand in his.

"What did he tell you?" Julia asked intrigued. Usually Brackenreid wasn't one William took advice from.

"He made some uncalled for comments and we all obviously underestimated his observation skills, but what it comes down to is that he asked me what we are waiting for and why we are so afraid of what people might think," he said.

"I know it is important to you what people think of you and if you ever want to make it to become Inspector your reputation would have to be impeccable," Julia pointed out.

"You are seriously worried about me and my career? Julia, as long as this chief constable is in place I will rather end up as a constable in Antarctica than becoming inspector," he said somewhat bitterly. "And I'm only worried about you and your reputation. Everything else I can deal with, if it means I can be with you," he insisted.

"William, sometimes I wonder if you ever pay attention to what's going on around you," Julia laughed softly and cupped his cheek when he gave her a confused look. "People have always been talking about me. Do you have any idea what my parents have to listen to because of my sister and me? One is a doctor, the other travelling the world with married men as a journalist, both unmarried and child-less. There are not many people who have the respect for me or my work as you do," she spelled it out for him.

"You are an astounding woman, the strongest I have ever met and I love you. A soon as you see fit I want everyone to know that you're mine and that we will get married," William pronounced every word carefully and looked her in the eyes the whole time while he spoke.

"I have to tell my father first about our engagement, I owe it to him," she smiled with tears in her eyes.

"No pressure Julia. You decide when and where. I just want to be with you and not compromise our relationship any further by spending the nights together while keeping the engagement a secret."

"You really are the sweetest man," Julia told him, her voice full of wonder. Then she raised her arms and put them around his neck, pulling him down to her. He felt her shudder as his tongue slipped into her open mouth and she urged him on with hers. "I think I should reward you by continuing the 'kissing it better' part," she said seductively and her breath tickled his lips because she didn't pull back.

"You won't hear me complain," William replied before he kissed her again. She melted into him as they kissed. She started nibbling his lower lip with her own lips and tongue and made him shudder in pleasure this time. Her hands carefully took his shirt off and his undershirt followed a second later, so he found himself shirtless on his bed. He didn't have much time to contemplate the unequal clothing situation, because Julia kept her word and kissed him, every patch of exposed skin she could reach. His face, his neck, his chest and stomach- her lips fluttered over his skin and made him experience a totally different kind of pain.

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When he couldn't stand it anymore he pulled her back up to him and kissed her with all the passion and frustration he felt, and tried to unbutton the white blouse she wore at the same time. It wasn't as easy with one hand and he let out a frustrated groan. Julia giggled against his lips and took over the task from him. He had the satisfaction of untying her corset once her blouse was gone, because that was a task one could do with only one hand.

Soon they were more equally dressed- or undressed- and he could feel her skin under his fingertips again. When Julia straddled his lap he couldn't stand the tightness of his pants anymore, it was torture. Undressing Julia was an even higher priority and so he tried his luck with the button on the back of her skirt.

"William, why don't you just lean back, relax and let me do the work? This is about me making you feel better," Julia stopped his hand and moved down so she was sitting on his shins. He had no choice but to do as she told him, considering that he wasn't able to get her out of her clothes without causing himself pain by moving his injured arm. She smiled as she unbuttoned his pants and had the teasing look on her face once more. William was more focused on her naked chest though and wished he could leave another love bite right in the middle of her breasts.

His eyes fluttered shut when she touched him through his drawers and he raised his hips when she signalized him to do so. He felt her hands on him, just like the last time they had shared such a passionate encounter and the memories he had paled in comparison to the real thing.

His eyes were still squeezed tightly shut with pleasure and so he couldn't see it when she bend further over his hips and lightly kissed his proudly erect manhood. The effect on him was electric, as he almost jerked upright at the unexpected sensation of her soft lips on his manhood and his eyes shot open. She kissed the tip of his erection again and looked at him. Seeing her kissing him with her curls tumbling down around his private area and the ends of her hair tickling his skin, while she looked at him with a smile in her eyes, was the most erotic thing he had ever seen. He moaned loudly and his hips lifted off of the bed once more. Julia smiled, encouraged by the reactions she obtained, and added her hands. With one she stroked his shaft, while the other teased his balls. Her lips then followed her hand, placing kisses along the length of his manhood. His left hand twitched, aching to be buried in her hair or teasing her breasts, but even just flexing a muscle hurt him so much he knew he couldn't move the arm. So he grasped the sheets with both hands and tried to hold himself still while he watched her.

"Pain is getting better?" she had the guts to ask him and laughed at his blank expression when he wasn't able to reply. His silence didn't last for long, because after a few more strokes with her hand, she brought her mouth down to him again and this time took him in her mouth.

"Oh my god," he groaned loudly and his right hand flew to the back of her head without him having any control over it. He felt her soft laugh of amusement of the effect she was having on him, all around his swollen member. He was reduced to moans and groans and even the flash of a thought that it wasn't appropriate for her to pleasure him like this, she wasn't a prostitute after all, vanished from his mind and he couldn't think anymore. She slightly shifted position before she started to suck on him, never stilling her hands. The most delightful sensations gripped his body as she continued her ministrations, swirling her tongue around him, and he knew the end was near. He tried to warn her, give her some sort of sign as he was still not able to form words, but it didn't seem to work.

"Julia!" he finally pressed out, his own voice sounding strange to him, but it managed to fulfill its purpose. Her hand gave him a squeeze as she pulled her mouth from him. She then pumped harder and after only two more strokes she brought him to completion.

She massaged him softly until he was completely spent and lay breathless on the bed. Then she wiped her hand on a napkin that was still lying on the bed from their earlier meal, and came back up to him.
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"Julia, you shouldn't have…" he panted, but she silenced him with a kiss and lay down beside him.

"Did you enjoy it?" she asked him and giving her an honest answer he nodded. "That's all that matters. As we already said: This is ours, William. Just you and me," she pointed out what they had already talked about and kissed him again.

"Then let me at least return the favor," he said, interrupting the gentle lip lock.

"I am not in pain," she smiled.

"Doesn't matter," he whispered in her ear before he kissed southward to return the favor and leave some more love bites on her skin.

TBC

I warned you this would get dirty...

[lilmon]

No, it was not. This was a beautiful scene between two people who love each other very much. I have a catholic upbringing but I can't see anything bad about two lovers giving pleasure each other.
You are some writer, akarana!
lilmon

[camilla]

I totally agree with lilmon and you really Are a great writer Akarana!you save all W and J fans too in this season without romance..I really enjoy your story!!

[akarana]

Thank you so much, you two for your comments!

lilmon, your comment really made me smile because I was so proud that the chapter obviously came across as tender as I wanted it to be.

Another M-rated chapter is following now, so again, ADULTS only.
(I won't put adult cuts in the chapter this time, because it is basically one love scene from beginning to end)

Chapter 18

They lay contently in bed underneath the cover and held each other close. Both lay on their sides, their chests pressed together, as they made sure their naked bodies touched as much as possible.

„I don't ever want to get up, ever again," Julia sighed lazily as she buried her face deeper into the crook of William's neck.

„Sounds good to me," he agreed and let his hand wander down the length of her spine and enjoyed the feeling of her skin under his fingertips.

„How's your arm?" she asked him, hoping that their pleasurable activities hadn't hurt him.

„Everything is fine, don't worry," he smiled and placed a kiss on her forehead. Julia smiled at the gesture and tilted her head up to him. First their eyes met and then their lips found each other. Julia pressed her body against the length of his as her hand tangled in his hair. They were alone in his room, in his bed and there was no reason to keep the kiss light or tame. Their tongues explored each other's mouths and both of them concentrated on the feeling of being together without restraints. It was intimate and passionate and the fact that only the two of them knew about their intimacy made it so much more precious for them. As long as no one knew, no one could judge them or talk about them. There were no remarks or questions about the status of their relationship and so their let their feelings do the talking as they were swept away in the simple kiss.

„I hope that ten years from now you will still kiss me like this," Julia smiled when they ended the lip lock.

„I will kiss you like this thirty years from now if you let me," he replied with a smile.

„We'll be old and grey and married by then," she pointed out and followed Williams fingers with her eyes as they played with a culr of her hair that was lying on his chest.

„I can't wait to be your husband," William sighed, tickling the skin between her beasts with her own strand of hair.

„Because of our wedding night," she giggled teasingly.

„Because then I can tell everyone that your my wife and that you belong to me," he replied, his chest expanding at the thought.

„You are a caveman, William," she laughed out loud. „Please tell me you're not gonna start beating your chest like a monkey."

„I find your chest much more intriguing," he told her and the rogue-ish smile surprised her somewhat. Who would have thought that the uptight detective could be such a naughty man? Her thoughts were interrupted when he lifted the sheet that covered them and dipped his head down to kiss the spot he had just talked about. Julia reacted by rolling onto her back, knowing he would follow and have much better access to her body that way. He used the newly acquired space to follow the small lovebited he had left on her skin, to her right breast. He kissed around the center and mae her crave more contact. When he finally placed a kiss on her taunt nipple she moaned quietly at the contact. William took her reaction as the encouragement that it was and flicked his tongue against her hardened peak. Then, satisfied with the work he had done on one side, he moved his mouth to the other breast and repeated the process.

„God, Julia, I will never get enough of you," he groaned against her skin when his ministrations caught up to him as well.

„You won't hear me complain," she assured him and slung her arms around his neck when he kissed her heatedly, keeping his weight off of her by putting it on his uninjured arm. „Pay attention, I don't want you to hurt yourself," Julia gasped against his lips.

„Would you stop worrying about my arm, doctor?" William shook his head lightly in exasperation, but smiled.

„Make me," she grinned cheekily, pushed herself up and kissed him again. It was long, thorough and intense and they were both panting when William broke the kiss. He pecked her lips several times then, simply because he didn't really want to stop kissing her. Once he could tear his lips away from hers he went on exploring her body with his lips and tongue. She smelled like lilacs, the perfume she used, but her skin tasted like herself and a bit saltier than earlier. After exploring her neck and her chest once more, he didn't stop, but kissed further down. The muscles of her stomach contracted out of their own volition whenever he touched her skin.

He shifted his position and sat down on his own legs, so he was no longer leaning his own weight on his arm, but rather on his legs. He used his earlier acquired knowledge and stroked with his fingertips over the sides of her belly and grinned when she started to squirm and giggle. He tickled her again when he dipped his tongue in her belly button, but this time a moan flowed out of her mouth before the giggles. He repeated the move several times and then moved on.

Unlike before he didn't stop this time when he reached the beginning of her curls.

Julia looked at him with lust clouded eyes when he placed a hand on her thigh and signalized her to spread her legs. Slowly she followed his silent request, but the earlier confidence seemed gone and she was suddenly nervous. No man had ever kissed her down there and although she liked satisfying a man orally, because of the power it gave her, she had never had anyone doing the same thing for her. Sure, there had been one who had wanted to, but she had always refused. For her it was much more intimate than the sex act itself. She had to open herself in front of the man's eye, completely bare and vulnerable. Having sexual relations could be done under a blanket without seeing much of each other, this could not.

She trusted William with her life, but still she felt like a scared virgin when she opened her legs to grant him access to her most sensitive parts.

He surprised her by avoiding the obvious target at first and kiss her inner thighs instead. He took her right foot in his hand and then kissed down her legs until he reached her ankle. To both of their surprise the back of her knee turned out to be a particularly sensitive spot for her, which made her moan. So were her toes when William placed a kiss on each of them and added a little nibble from time to time.

His lips took the same way up that they had taken down and again he avoided her curls. He placed a kiss under her belly button and repeated the process on her other leg.

Julia was squirming on the bed by the time he placed the last kiss to her little toe. It was delicious having a man worship your body like this, especially a man you love so much.

She was too aroused to mind when he spread her legs again and leaned down, putting weight on his arm again. Then he began to caress and kiss and lick her soft inner thighs with his tongue and lips, moving closer and closer to the slick pink skin of her sex. As he pushed his face into the wet heat, Julia let out a loud moan, thinking that this was most likely the most delicious thing she had ever felt.

She raised her head, watching William's face between her thighs and reached out, lacing her fingers into his dark hair, pushing her crotch against his lips and tongue. He was teasing and licking and suckling the tender flesh of her nether lips.

When he first kissed and then suckled on her clitoris she fell back against her pillow, moaning and arching her back while she gripped his hair harder with her hands. She couldn't believe something could feel so incredibly pleasurable. Nothing she had ever read in her books or had done so far with a man had prepared her for the unbelievable sensations she felt. The pleasure William was giving her with his mouth was blissful and she felt herself getting closer to the edge.

"Oh William, don't stop," she begged unnecessarily and raised her hips up against his lips. They rhythm he had established started to disappear as Julia got more and more frantic. "Oh yes," she suddenly sighed and shuddered in release, her body tensing and then seemed drained from all power. William could feel her twitching against his lips and tongue as he still lovingly kissed her as he waited for her to calm. When she moaned out again as he touched her he decided that he wasn't quite done with her.

As she still basked in the afterglow of her orgasm he started licking her again, with more ardor this time, pressing his tongue more firmly against the spot that brought her the most pleasure.

"Oh," she was only able to get out in wonder as she felt herself becoming aroused again. It was mounting much quicker this time as she had still not calmed from the earlier pleasure. He drove her crazy by pressing his tongue against her clitoris, flicking the tip hard. When she was nearly there again he stopped, and entered her with his tongue.

"More, William… deeper," she requested in breathy moans with nothing but lust on her mind. She had lost herself completely in his caresses and he found himself touched by that display of trust. He tasted her a while longer. Lapped at her wetness and reveled in the taste of her.

Then he granted her her wish, concentrated the attentions of his mouth on her love button again and added his fingers to the mix.

Feeling him inside her body, and if it was only with a finger, was pleasurable torture. He never stopped kissing her as he added a second finger and then started moving them carefully in and out of her. She was bucking her hips, trying to get away from his fingers and trying to push them deeper inside of her at the same time. She could only feel and groan and mumble utter nonsense from time to time when she tried to urge him to bring her to completion.

He bent his fingers and was surprised once more by the strong reaction of her body. Whatever he was doing with his fingers entering her at that angle, it must be good, because he felt the flutters around him. Just a moment later Julia cried out again and the contractions shook her body as more wetness escaped her.

It seemed to last forever and Julia thought she would suffocate and die of pleasure. She gasped for air when the waves ebbed and was barely aware that William pulled his finger out of her and rested his head against her belly as he wiped the wetness of his face on her skin. From time to time she felt herself contract again as she tried to calm her breathing.

"William, my dear god, what did you do to me?" she gasped out when she found her voice after minutes and looked down at him as he still lay against her stomach.

"Loving you," he replied with the most adorable shrug as he seemed as clueless as to what had just happened as she was. It brought tears to her eyes as a wave of love for him swept over her so strong that it made her feel like crying.

"Can you please hold me," she requested as she tried to keep the tears from falling and her voice shook.

"Always," he only replied and came up to her. He wrapped his arms around her as she did the same and once more they found themselves wrapped in each other's arm, holding each other as close as possible and bask in their love.

TBC

[camilla]

Another great chapter Akarana,one of the best for me,but all chapters Are really really well written,awesome!