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Post by akarana on Mar 3, 2012 23:24:25 GMT
Chapter 31 Grace
Julia couldn't remember when she last had been that nervous. She was standing in a room in the church and swayed from side to side and watched in the mirror how her skirt swayed along with her. At the same time she couldn't remember ever being so deliriously happy. The two feelings together made her grin while she was so nauseous she thought she would throw up any second.
"Julia," her father greeted her and nodded when he entered the room. Slowly she turned around and whatever he had wanted to say got stuck in his throat. "You look stunning, dear," he said then hoarsely.
"Thank you," she replied with a small smile. He came closer and noticed her shaking hands, then took them in his.
"Are you alright? Please tell me you haven't changed your mind again?" her father pleaded. That comment actually amused Julia and she chuckled.
"No, no, of course not," she told him then. "I am just so incredibly nervous," she admitted.
"There is no need for you to be nervous, my child. You look absolutely beautiful and if there is one thing I am sure of, it is that Murdoch adores you and wants nothing more than to marry you," her father assured her and straightened her veil.
"There were times when I thought this day would never come and we had missed our chance," Julia went on, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Is that why you panicked that night?" Mr. Ogden wanted to know and Julia knew that he was referring to the night of her breakdown when Darcy had gone to fetch William to calm her down and she had ended their relationship that night.
"All I could think about was that if I married Darcy there would be no more chance for me and William and I couldn't bear the thought. I panicked and I didn't know how to stop my thoughts and feelings. That's what made my hysterical."
"And what are you feeling now?"
"I am happy, excited, and nervous about saying my vows in front of so many people. I feel intimidated because I know that there will be gossip about this day for the rest of our lives and I hope that we'll be able to handle whatever comes our way…. But mainly I'm happy and excited." Her father smiled when he heard her words and gently placed a kiss on her forehead.
"I wish your mother could be here to see you like this," he told her then.
"Me, too," Julia nodded and her eyes welled up with tears.
"I know she'd really like your detective and would probably try to flirt with him, just like Ruby does," he winked at her.
"It's making her mad that he doesn't respond," Julia laughed and realized then that she wasn't as nervous anymore. "Have you seen William?" she asked her father.
"No, but I know that he sent his father into the church, because he was angering him with well intended advises.
"Yes, when it comes to his father William's patience is wearing thin rather quickly," she laughed again, because she could picture in her head how the conversation had gone. There was a knock on the door then and they both turned towards it. When it opened Ruby looked inside.
"Oh Jules, you're so beautiful," she gushed and came into the room. "I just wanted to let you know that all the guests are here and William has just made his way to the altar, meaning everyone is just waiting for you."
"Ok, then let's go," Julia nodded and adjusted her skirt so she could walk.
"No, wait. William asked me to give you this," Ruby stopped her and handed her a sealed envelope. Seeing this Julia raised her eyebrows questioningly at her sister. "I guess he wanted to make sure that I don't read it before bringing it to you," Ruby pouted slightly and both Julia and her father laughed.
"It seems he knows you quite well," Mr. Ogden commented. "Come on then Ruby, " he said and took her arm to lead her to the door. "We'll be waiting for you outside," he told Julia. She waited until they had closed the door behind them before she opened the envelope and took out a small note.
"Dearest Julia," it read, "as long as I breathed there will never be another woman for me. I love you with all my heart and I cannot wait to become your husband and be with you for the rest of my days. I will do everything in my power to make you happy and I never want to see a day go by without your smile. Thank you for the honor of choosing me. See you in front of the altar. William".
Julia pressed the note to her chest when she was done reading and she knew that these were the vows he couldn't say in church, but wanted to give to her anyway. She then placed the envelope on the small table beside the mirror, but kept the note and slipped it into her white satin glove. Then she picked up her flowers.
"I'm ready," she told her father and Ruby when she opened the door and stepped outside. She really was ready to become Mrs. William Murdoch.
~*~
"William, this is simply ridiculous. Put me down!" Julia laughed and kicked her legs as William carried her over the threshold of her… their house.
"My father specifically told me not to forget this," he chuckled and kept her in his arms even when they were inside and he had kicked the door shut behind them.
"Crazy man," Julia shook her head, still laughing in amusement. Then tenderness entered her eyes and she took one arm from around his neck and cupped his cheek instead. "My crazy man," she added and the words glided off her tongue in wonder. William let her guide his head to hers as she kissed him tenderly.
"My wife," he mumbled against her lips and then kissed her again, this time with all the repressed passion of the day. He kept her in his arms as they kissed and tried to move further into the house, but then stopped and leaned against the door to the living room, afraid he would trip and hurt them both.
"Put me down," Julia whispered against his lips before she sealed his mouth with hers again. Slowly he let her glide down against his body and pulled her as close as humanly possible when her feet had touched the ground. The satin felt warm as his fingers glided over her waist, over her hipbone and onto her back. The laces were tied at her back and slowly untied them so he could get her out of her dress.
"You're so beautiful," William told her, because he wanted to say it again as long as she was still in her wedding dress. Seeing her walking towards the altar had taken his breath away. It was a rather simple dress without that many ruffles, but very elegant and so very Julia. He knew that she had had a totally different dress for her wedding with Darcy, one that Ruby had talked her into and one that wasn't her at all. She had given it away when she had made space in her house for him and he had seen it when he had carried the bags and boxes down the stairs. Julia hadn't wanted to wear it for her wedding with him and so she had bought a new one, one that she had chosen on her own.
"And I have a very handsome husband," she smiled at him as her fingers started to unbutton his shirt.
"Shall we take this upstairs, my love?" he asked her.
"Yes, before Dawson finds us in the most compromising position," she giggled, knowing that her housekeeper must be somewhere in the house. Hand in hand they slowly walked upstairs. The passion wasn't gone, but there was a sudden calmness between them. They were married now and they could take all the time they wanted. Being together wasn't forbidden anymore and the time of sneaking around and making up stories to be together was over.
They closed the bedroom door behind them and Julia turned around to finish what she had started downstairs: She unbuttoned the rest of his shirt and then slid it off his shoulders together with the jacket of his tux.
"Can you help me get out of this dress?" she asked him then and turned around, knowing he had already started and would never in a million years say no. William placed a kiss on her neck before he unlaced the bodice of her dress. It took him a bit to figure out how the several laces were tied, but in the end he managed just fine. All the while Julia stood still, her eyes closed and waited for the brief moments when his fingers would grace her skin as he fiddled with the laces. Arousal was growing inside of her with every touch and she fought with herself to remain passive and wait for him to be finished, otherwise she would never get out of this dress and their first time would be a fumbling romp with her still halfway dressed. When he was done he placed kisses on her bare shoulders as he slid the dress down. She tilted her head to the side when he softly nibbled on her neck and earlobe, whispering sweets nothings to her in between. His hands wandered over her back, then teased her belly and finally rested on her hips to slide her skirts down her legs. Once he had gotten rid of her shoes and stocking as well, she turned around and finally kissed him again, while she worked on unfastening his trousers. The kisses became more urgent, the breathing audible and the passion higher as William joined her in her nakedness and walked her backwards to the bed. Laughing they tumbled down on it, the mattress making them bounce slightly. They lay side by side, Julia on her back and William on his stomach, but it didn't take them more than a second to turn to each other and their mouths were locked once more.
Julia let out a soft moan when William kissed his way down to her chest to her breasts and sucked in the hardened nipple without hesitation. His other hand came up and massaged the other. Julia closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensations, her fingers woven in his hair. Her mouth fell open when he ran his tongue over the other nipple, then nibbled gently on its tip. He looked up and took in her expression as her skin glowed in the light from the lamp on the night table. When he stopped his ministrations because he was so taken by her look she opened her eyes and they locked on his.
Not long after, his hands sought out the very essence of his beloved wife, scooting down to admire the smooth flat stomach. The backs of his hands traced her promising shape, appreciative of her. He brought his head down to her stomach, kissing her stomach with open mouthed kisses.
"Ooooh William," she urged him on as both of her hands scoured through his hair. He continued, kissing and sucking her stomach, her sides, and her lower groin. He then eased his arm around her thigh, resting his wrist atop her quivering stomach. Their gaze didn't break as he parted his wet lips, sealing them over her pulsating vagina. As if every muscle in her body contracted at once, she flung her arms about and let out a loud groan. The whole day … actually several months they had waited for their wedding night and now that it was there Julia let go of all control and trusted William in a way that she had never trusted anyone before. They had been intimate before in this way, but never before had she reached her peak so fast while he pleasures her with his tongue.
Her left hand in some way twisted into his on her stomach as he kept on pleasuring her and didn't stop. His lips and tongue wavered between her lips, sliding past her outer folds, only to discover her rigid clit waiting... with his other hand, he massaged her from above with gentleness.
"Oh My God," she proclaimed. "you're gonna... make me..." she mumbled as another wave of orgasm washed across her body, abruptly cutting her sentence off. And just as that last word was uttered, his eyes gazed upward... her stomach muscles contracted... all thoughts, and every element that made her the woman he loved, came together in a miraculous and fantastic onslaught of orgasm. Her body compressed, thrashed, and contorted over and again as she grasped his head, digging her fingernails in his skull. And just when he thought her orgasm was over, she dug herself in, not letting him go. She tried shoving him away, but quickly realized she didn't want to abandon it.
Falling back upon the bed, he could see as she glimpsed down and catching her breath, she grasped his face, leading it to hers, shaking her head in complete astonishment.
"God, William. This was so intense." With that she kissed him again and pulled him down on top of her. Feeling himself pressed against her stomach, he moaned and deepened the kiss even more, his tongue battling with hers.
"I love you." she whispered and slowly opened her legs so he slid comfortable between them.
"There are no words to express how much I love you, Julia. I can't believe you really are my wife now," he admitted.
"Please make love to me, my husband," she replied with a small smile, "join with me, be inside me, love," she went on and he sealed her lips with his before she could say anything even more detailed, teasing him. Her head burrowed in his neck and shoulder as he slid downward, gently entering her body for the first time. Julia balked as her hot breath touched his skin. He moaned loudly at their first contact... she was so warm, so wet.
"Are you okay?" he asked once he was fully sheathed in her body. She only nodded yes as he looked into her blue eyes, misty and enflamed with unreasonable lust. William slowly started moving and placed a kiss on her forehead, then peppered kisses all over her face, because he knew the sensations went beyond the physical act of intercourse. He was making love to his wife for the first time, the woman he loved so much and had nearly lost.
"Look at me," she gasped when he fully moved back into her body and clutched the sides of his head.
He slowly withdrew to almost being completely out, but the sensation of his flesh within hers drew him back and he whispered a plea. Julia moaned in response and thrust her hips up at him. He rested for a long moment, saying nothing, but both groaning together in the mind-numbing ecstasy. Slowly, his strokes kept repeating, picking up momentum and vigor. Julia was not a passive participant; rather she was an enthusiastic partner in the act of consummating their marriage, wholly engaged without inhibition. Their cries of lust went out of control as they rang out, as they both didn't care for the volume.
In the misty haze of first time making love, they discovered a natural, vigorous rhythm as the pounding of pure primal need overcame them both. When Julia felt herself getting closer to the peak again she slung her legs around his, pushing him even deeper into herself as she changed the angle. The look on his face told her that he was close as well and so she held him tight, digging her fingernails in his back and looked into his eyes. They were so close they could feel each other's breath. She tightened her legs around his waist as William went over the edge with a hoarse scream and spilled himself inside of her in hot white pleasure. Feeling him throb inside of her sent her into orgasm as well, even stronger than before. He groaned again as he felt her squeezing him deliciously. He lost all of his strength and rested his full weight on her as they recovered, still joined.
When William lifted his head again, still with labored breathing, he found Julia shakily smiling up at him with tears glistening in her eyes.
"Darling, did I hurt you?" he became worried and wanted to pull away, but she only held him tighter, her legs still wrapped around his waist.
"No, not at all. I have just never felt this way… I guess I have never been so happy," she admitted and started crying and laughing at the same time. William chuckled with her and rolled them around so she could lie on top of him without him leaving her body just yet. However the moment wasn't inevitable and they both groaned in disappointment when it happened, Julia even pouted slightly.
"I guess we have to do that again sometime," William teased her and gave her a lingering kiss as she rested against him, her head on his chest and their legs tangled together.
"How soon?" she wickedly asked and placed kisses on his chest, her hand wandering southwards.
"Vixen…. At this rate very soon," he moaned.
"How delightful," Julia laughed and straddled him…
Epilogue: 3 years later
"William, this is certainly not the right way to deal with this matter. You should really be more understanding," Julia argued her point and put her hands on her hips.
"Do you really want to argue about this now?" he asked her incredulously and got off the sofa as well. They were now standing in their living room, glaring at each other and on the verge of another passionate fight… as passionately as they loved each other as passionately they fought from time to time- however they always made up before they went to bed, that was a rule of the house.
"Yes, I do. I know I am married to a catholic man, that doesn't mean that I believe in it," she insisted.
"But I do," he told her.
"I don't want that…" she stopped talking and yelped when another wave of pain ran through her body. William was by her side like a flash and held her upright as she held onto him.
"I believe you should really go upstairs now and listen to Isaac. This is a miracle in itself and I don't want anything to happen to you," he told her and placed a hand on her heavily swollen middle, that was still so much harder as she had just had another painful contraction.
"We will talk about the baptizing later," she nodded and let him help her up the stairs. Isaac Tash was already there and had prepared everything for the birth while William and Julia had wandered through the house, trying to progress the birth by walking up and down the stairs. It seemed to have worked and Julia was just ready to be over with the pregnancy and the birth… after thirteen painful hours of labor. She sank down on the bed and didn't care anymore when Isaac pushed up her nightgown to check the progress once more. By silent agreement and without even discussing it, it was clear to both William and Julia that he wouldn't leave her side as she gave birth to a child that they had both never dared to hope for. Two years before they had adopted a little boy and for them their little family had been complete. Yes, from time to time they had still thought about a child of their own, but then again they loved little Harry so much, that he was like their own. He had been a baby when he had come to their house and now at two they were the only parents he knew. And then it had turned out that the stomach bug Julia thought she had caught, was in fact the miracle he had sometimes prayed for: Julia had got pregnant after over three years of marriage.
"Ok, Julia, it's time to push," Isaac announced and William adjusted his position behind her so he could help her in a way she had taught him during her pregnancy. With his encouragement and Isaacs help it only took a few pushes until they both witnessed the birth of their child.
"It's a little girl," Isaac announced, cut the cord and placed the screaming bundle on Julia's chest, only placing a towel on top of the baby.
"A girl," William whispered in awe. He had been the one who had always pictured himself with a son and with harry he had got his wish… however he had a daughter now and he had never seen a more perfect baby.
"Oh William, she looks like you," Julia cried and gently wiped her daughter clean.
"She looks like you and she's beautiful," he disagreed, his eyes still staring at the bundle. The baby had quieted down a bit and looked at her parents as she squirmed against the towel. She started to get more agitated again and her head moved as if she was searching for something.
"Could she be hungry already?" Julia asked surprised.
"It is possible. Just try feeding her," Isaac advised.
"Let me help you," William offered as Julia carefully lifted their daughter and he unbuttoned Julia's gown so she could try positioning her.
"Let's see if this is what you want," Julia cooed at the baby and was still surprised when after some awkward fumbling her daughter really latched on and began nursing. Julia turned her head so she could look at William who was still sitting behind her. Her eyes were misty once more as she leaned forward and captured his lips in a deep kiss.
"This is everything I've always wanted and never thought I'd have," she whispered so only he could hear. "Thank you for our family."
"No, thank you. You birthed her and now you're the one feeding her. And I didn't think I could love you more, but this moment just proved me wrong," he whispered back and kissed her again.
"Once I got cleaned up could you get Harry from Ruby? I really want him to meet his baby sister," Julia requested when they broke the kiss.
"Of course," William smiled and stroked his daughter's hand with his pinky. He pressed his lips against Julia's sleeve once more when the infant wrapped her tiny fingers around his big one.
"Have you already decided on a name?" Isaac asked while he started cleaning up, now that the afterbirth was also done with.
"Grace, her name is Grace," William replied and smiled when Julia laced her fingers through the ones of his free hand… his other pinky was still held by Grace.
The end
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Jan 30, 2013 21:44:55 GMT
Jan 30, 2013 21:44:55 GMT