This is an excerpt from a fan fiction by spacychick114
"Do you know why, I left Marianne, Elinor?" Willoughby asked tenderly
"Of course I do! It is because you're a cad! You only cared for your enjoyment and personal gain!" Elinor said as she readied her hand to slap Willoughby across the face
"No my sweet, It was for you." Willoughby lovingly leaned down to kiss Elinor. Elinor held her breath. She was trying with all her might not to swoon, despite the alluring presence of Willoughby. But as Willoughby's lustrous lips gently touched hers, she couldn't help it. She swooned.
Willoughby smiled, and caught her in his robust arms. He looked into her eyes as they slowly started to open. Elinor saw the fuzzy figure of Willoughby standing before her, as he helped her regain her balance.
"Let us lie together" he said to her lovingly
Elinor took a deep breath, taking in all the lovely aromas surrounding Willoughby. She smiled and breathed out, "Yes, let us"
I'm sure that was disturbing for all of us
This post is an installment in a continuing series of content coordinated by theme or motif with posts from Enoch Allred of Chiltingham, Jon Fairbanks of Funkadelic Freestylings of Another Sort, Eli Z. McCormick and Miriam Allred of Modern Revelation!, John D. Moore of Whatnot Studios, Joseph Schlegel of Sour Mayonnaise, Sven Patrick Svensson of Sadness? Euphoria?, William C. Stewart of Chide, Chode, Chidden, and WiL Whitlark of The Real McJesus. This week's theme: 'Eleanor'.