TLOMAMT-Chapter 1

    The Life Of Mr. And Mrs. Turner

                            Chapter One
"Will?"

"Hmm?"

"What are you doing?"

Will smiled against her skin, his lips pressed tenderly against her neck as his arms remained around her waist. It was early in the morning of Port Royal, perhaps late morning. It was rare for either Will or Elizabeth to sleep until the late morning but from last night's actions, there was a reason given for it.

"Do you not like it?" Will questioned, his hands rubbing against the skin that was covered by the thin sheet wrapped at their waists. Elizabeth shuddered against his touch, her eyes still closed as she tried to fall back asleep, simply ignoring her husband's question. But it seemed that he would not allow her to fall back in slumber from the kisses she received on her shoulders and neck. Elizabeth shivered in secret pleasure, trying very hard not to moan.

After a moment Elizabeth rolled on her back and looked up at Will who was on his side, simply looking at her. "I don't like it," she said and then smiled before Will could frown. "I love it." She stretched her arms and wrapped her hands around his neck, tilting her head sideways. "I love everything you do, Will, but is there a way that you can touch me- without giving me the shivers of pleasure?"

Will smirked, his hands tightening around her waist. "What do you think?"

Elizabeth grinned at him before wrapping her hands around his neck and then, with a forceful pull, she brought his lips onto hers in a passionate kiss. Will happily kissed her back, eagerly and willingly. His arms wrapped around Elizabeth's waist, he pulled himself closer towards her body and took in her sweet scent- the sweet taste of her lips. She smelled of roses and tasted of mixed fruits. The only time she smelled and tasted like such was usually after she took a bath, but sometimes if she wanted to look beautiful for Will or if she wanted to seduced him.

And indeed she seduced him last night.

The need of air caused them to break away and they hastily sucked in air. Elizabeth's eyes were closed, a light smile on her face as her fingers rubbed the skin of Will's bare shoulders. Will pressed his face in her neck and breathed in her scent once more, finding himself smiling. But glancing at his open pocket watch on his nightstand Will noticed it was almost time for work.

"I regret to say that I must be getting to work," Will spoke up. Elizabeth felt a frown appearing on her face and Will saw it; he laughed softly and brushed her face. "I'm sorry, love. I don't wish to leave, but I must. I have a wife now to support."

Elizabeth smiled at being called his wife and chuckled, running her hand through his loosely pulled up hair. "Who am I to stop a man to work just to support his wife." Will kissed her lips before getting off from the bed and was quick to wrap his discarded shirt around his lower body, the task difficult at making sure his buttocks were not revealed. Will rummaged through his dresser for his usual attire he wore to the smithy. Finding his shirt and trousers, newly clean, Will made his way inside their washroom that was attached to their bedroom, just inches from their bed and closed the door behind him.

Will dressed and once he emerged from the washroom he began to look for his vest that was discarded across the room, the fabric crumbled and thrown roughly against the wall. Will picked it up and put it on, buttoning the first few buttons and smoothed out the wrinkles. Elizabeth stood from the bed, making sure to that the sheet covered her bare body and put on her blue robe, tying it shut and pulled a new undergarment from her dresser and put it on, just as Will was putting on his belt that he wore most of the time during his work at the smithy.

Will clasped it on and welcomed the hug from his wife. He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her close, closing his eyes as he smelled her scent. Roses. Oh, how he loved the scent. Mysterious, innocent yet sexy.

Elizabeth pulled back, placing her hands on Will's shoulders and leaned forward, pressing her lips against his and gave him a peck. "Don't be long," Elizabeth told him softly, her fingers absentmindedly rubbing his clothed skin. "I miss you enough when you are not near, do not be too long."

Will chuckled, pressing a kiss on her head. "You know what time I get off work and it still remains the same as it did before," he said. "I'll be with you by afternoon." Elizabeth beamed and with another kiss, Will left the bedroom and on to the smithy. Elizabeth sighed happily before making her way into the washroom and started her bath.
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Once she had taken her bath and wash her hair, Elizabeth dried out her hair and brushed it before putting on her clothing. She decided to wear something simple, unlike the other clothing she had from her father. Concerned that his daughter would not at least have nice clothing married to a blacksmith, the Governor decided to give Elizabeth some nice dresses. Some were elegant for when her and Will would be invited to go to dinner parties and balls, weddings even, and some were simple, yet lovely for when Elizabeth would go out to town. Elizabeth understood her father's concern but she was certain that though she would not be able to get the beautiful things when she was the Governor's daughter, that Will would still be able to care and support her. She knew Will was able to do that.

She never did care for the fancy and beautiful things. She didn't care for the dresses, the balls or the lovely dinner parties. She hated them all, mostly the parties. She was forced to dance with men she hardly knew and later they would ask for her to become their wife. Elizabeth kindly objected and some simply wouldn't give up. She saved her virginity for someone who she truly loved and wished to marry and bear his children- that was Will. She had always hope to marry him, even to lose her virginity to him. She was more than happy to say yes when he asked her to marry him.

She was often questioned by the daughters of her father's partners of why she chose Will. Elizabeth simply told them if they could not see her love for Will then they needed to step away from her. Elizabeth tolerated the ladies, but not for very long. They were loud and very arrogant, very spoiled. Unlike Elizabeth, however.
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By early afternoon, the grandfather clock almost alerting it was one, William Turner arrived. Will entered his and Elizabeth's house, shutting the door behind him and hung up his coat on the rack. It was Winter so it was slightly chilly at Port Royal. It looked like it was to rain so Will closed up his shop and ran home, hopeful that he would not be caught in the rain. That was the least of things Will wished, let alone having Elizabeth caring for him and giving him what he wanted as if she was a maid and get sick herself.

Will was usually home by eleven-thirty, but got caught up of doing an order. Will walked further into the house, looking for Elizabeth. Usually she would greet him at a door with a big kiss Will was unable to resist and often whisked her to their bedroom. Will hardly could deny Elizabeth, nor could he ignore her kisses- or her pout when she wanted something from Will.

"Elizabeth?" Will called, going in the Parlor Room, but she wasn't there. "Elizabeth?" Will furrowed his eyebrows together. Where was she? But then, Will was shoved against the wall of the Parlor Room, with Elizabeth's body pushed against his. "Eliza-" Will was interrupted, her lips pressing firmly against his. Will swallowed a moan that threatened to burst out and Will wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her.

After a moment or so, Elizabeth pulled away, the both of them breathless. Will wasn't surprised by her actions; it was like that when he would get home from the smithy but usually she did that when he first stepped into the house. Will chuckled and Elizabeth smirked, taking the pony-tail from Will's hair and ran her hands through his hair. Will gazed in her eyes, easily catching the hungry desire in her eyes. Elizabeth trailed her hand down his clothed chest, and Will grabbed her hand. Elizabeth frowned, confused and Will simply shook his head, silently saying 'Not now' and kissing her knuckles, Will lead Elizabeth to the sofa.

"Will?" Elizabeth questioned, concern apparent in her voice when Will didn't sit beside her on the sofa and simply knelled to her height. Elizabeth chewed on her lower lip for a moment, wondering if she stay quiet and urge Will to talk, or to ask what was wrong. Instead, Elizabeth placed her hand on Will's cheek and caressed his skin. Will smiled and reached in his trousers pocket, pulling out a small, blue velvet box.

"I have something for you," Will said softly. Elizabeth's eyes adverted to the box Will held in his hand and she slowly accepted it. Elizabeth lifted the lid and she gasped, placing a hand to her chest.

"Will!"

It was a silver locket with Elizabeth's name engraved on it, shaped as a heart and blue jewels on the edges of it. To the side was a small medal piece shaped as a rose and hanging below the locket, the tip of the heart hang a medal piece key, a blue jewel in the center of it. Will knew that Elizabeth's favorite flower-and scent, to which Will loved the scent of roses on his wife- were roses.

Will smiled, loving the reaction of his wife; Will always enjoyed giving her something, her reaction was quite adorable.

"Oh darling!" Elizabeth lifted the necklace from it's case and held it with her index finger. "It's beautiful!"

"I'm glad you like it."

"I love it!" Elizabeth said breathlessly, her eyes gazing over the locket. They glazed with tears and Will wiped them away with his thumb. "Did you make it?"

Will shook his head. "No, I bought it."

"How much was it?"

"Elizabeth, that's not something that matters."

Elizabeth cocked an eyebrow. "How much, Will?"

Will opened to protest, but seeing the look on her face told him to tell her. Will let out a light sigh before answering. "Five-hundred coins," he said softly. Elizabeth's eyes widened and her mouth opened just a tiny bit.

"My goodness, Will!" Elizabeth gasped. "Five-hundred coins? Where did you get the coins for it?"

"I've been saving up for it," Will told her with a slight shrug, yet a smile appeared on his lips. "I've been saving up the coins for a few months and just recently got enough to purchase it. I knew you would love it."

"Oh, Will." Elizabeth wrapped her arms around his neck and pepped kisses along his lips and face, hands cupping his cheeks. "Thank you." A kiss. "Thank you." She pressed her lips against his firmly and kissed him with passion. They kiss for a moment before pulling away. Elizabeth toyed with the collar of his shirt while Will rubbed the clothed skin of her sides.

"But you know that I don't care about high price jewelry, even as much as I do love this necklace."

Will smiled. "I wanted to give you something that's glamorous," he said, merely shrugging. "I know you won't get much from me but this necklace, think of it as a thank you for agreeing to marry me."

"Oh darling!" Elizabeth laughed. "I would of married you if you were a farmer. You don't need to thank me, Will; I love you so much and to tell you, I've already gotten something more better than fancy jewelry and something that those rich ladies don't have."

Will cocked an eyebrow. "What is that, my love?"

"I have your love." Elizabeth wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "Most women marry out of money, but I married my love." She caressed his cheek with the tips of her fingers. "My best friend. I couldn't ask for more."

Will smiled, curving his hands around her waist as she put away the necklace gently in the box. "And how about I make you dinner as well?" Elizabeth looked at him and instantly was to protest, but Will pressed his finger against her lips. "You do a lot of house work, and along with making dinner and breakfast. I want to assist a bit, love."

How could she resist an offer like that? Will was willing to work around the house and help her, while other most women had to do the work their selves. Elizabeth smiled and nodded her head, giving in. "Good," Will smiled, pressing a kiss to her head as he stood up. "I'll make your favorite."

"As much as I love eating you at certain times." Elizabeth smirked as a light blush appeared on Will's face, recalling of their nights when cream and certain foods have been involve. "I wish to save that for tonight."

"I don't mean that, love."

Elizabeth flashed Will a innocent smile as he exited the room. She leaned against the sofa and sighed, stretching her arms and legs and grabbed herself a book to read.