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Dancing Through Time: A Darcy Affair - part 3
We have today,’ Darcy murmurs, pulling you closer.
But what about tomorrow?
YN’s heart aches at the thought of her inevitable departure.
The mere idea of leaving this world, this man who has stolen her heart, fills her with a sense of desolation that is almost unbearable.
She wants nothing more than to stay here, to bask in the warmth of his love and live out their days together, but the reality of her situation weighs heavily on her soul.
The risk she takes by being here cannot be ignored, and the potential consequences for both herself and Darcy are enough to keep her up at night.
For now, however, she chooses to push those thoughts aside and focus on the present moment.
Darcy’s eyes meet hers, and in that instant, everything else fades away.
The passionate connection they share is too strong to deny, and YN knows that even if their time together is limited, it will be a treasure worth cherishing for eternity.
“I have something to tell you,” you say, taking a deep breath.
Here goes nothing.
Darcy’s brow furrows with concern as he waits for your revelation.
You can see the love and trust shining in his eyes, urging you to share whatever it is that troubles you.
Despite her fear of altering the timeline or losing him, YN knows she must confide in Darcy - not only because they deserve each other’s honesty, but also because she believes he can help guide her through this uncharted territory.
“I…
I come from another time,” you finally say, your voice trembling with emotion.
“I traveled here using an ancient artifact that allows me to journey between different eras.”
Darcy listens intently as YN explains the intricacies of her situation - how she’s always been drawn to history and stumbled upon this magical means of experiencing it firsthand.
She tells him about her initial fascination with Regency England, which led her to Pemberley, and ultimately, to their fateful encounter.
To your surprise, Darcy takes the news remarkably well.
His expression is one of understanding and curiosity rather than fear or rejection.
“I don’t care where or when you’re from,” he says, his voice filled with conviction.
“What matters is that we have found each other here, in this moment.”
“But what about tomorrow?” YN asks, her heart still heavy with uncertainty.
Darcy cups your face tenderly in his hands and looks into your eyes.
“I love you,” he says passionately, leaving no room for doubt.
“We will face whatever comes our way together.
For now, let’s make the most of this time we have.”
YN pulls Darcy towards her, their lips meeting in a fiery kiss as they both surrender to the intensity of their emotions.
In that moment, everything else fades away, and all that remains is their unwavering love for one another.
They decide to embrace every second they have together, making each shared breath an experience worth cherishing.
As the day passes by in a blur of passionate encounters and intimate moments, YN can’t help but feel a sense of urgency building within her.
The knowledge that their time together is limited adds an edge to their interactions, driving them to explore every facet of their desires with unrestrained fervor.
Their lovemaking becomes more intense and raw as they shed inhibitions and revel in the pleasure they bring each other.
Darcy’s hands roam your body, leaving trails of fire wherever he touches you.
Your skin is sensitive to his every caress, and you crave more, needing him to fill the void within you.
Darcy’s lips move lower, teasing your nipples with his tongue before tracing a path down your stomach.
He pauses at the waistband of your dress, his eyes meeting yours in silent question as he slides it slowly over your hips and off your body.
Your heart races as you stand naked before him, exposed and vulnerable yet utterly confident in the love that binds you together.
Darcy’s gaze roams over your body, his eyes darkening with desire as he takes in every curve and crevice.
You can see the hunger in his expression, and it spurs you on to explore your own desires further.
You reach for him, unbuttoning his shirt and running your hands over his chest, feeling the muscles tense beneath your touch.
His skin is warm and smooth, and as you run your fingertips along the ridges of his abdomen, he lets out a low moan that sends shivers down your spine.
Darcy’s hands move lower, seeking to unfasten your breeches, but you stop him with a firm grip on his wrist.
“Not yet,” you say in a husky voice.
You want to draw out the pleasure, savor this moment before surrendering completely to the passion that threatens to consume both of you.
Instead, you guide Darcy’s hand back up your body until it rests on your breasts.
“Touch me,” you whisper, and he complies eagerly, his fingers teasing your nipples into hard peaks before moving lower once more.
He trails his fingertips over the curve of your hips and down your thighs, inching closer to the heat between your legs with each pass.
“I want you so badly,” Darcy growls, his voice thick with desire as he finally reaches the apex of your thighs.
His fingers dance along your folds, seeking out your clit and circling it gently before slipping lower to tease your entrance.
You can feel yourself growing wetter by the second, desperate for him to fill you completely.
YN pulls Darcy towards her, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss as they both surrender to the intensity of their emotions.
In that moment, everything else fades away, and all that remains is their unwavering love for one another.
They decide to embrace every second they have together, making each shared breath an experience worth cherishing.
As the day passes by in a blur of passionate encounters and intimate moments, YN can’t help but feel a sense of urgency building within her.
The knowledge that their time together is limited adds an edge to their interactions, driving them to explore every facet of their desires with unrestrained fervor.
Their lovemaking becomes more intense and raw as they shed inhibitions and revel in the pleasure they bring each other.
Darcy’s hands roam your body, leaving trails of fire wherever he touches you.
Your skin is sensitive to his every caress, and you crave more, needing him to fill the void within you.
Darcy’s lips move lower, teasing your nipples with his tongue before tracing a path down your stomach.
He pauses at the waistband of your dress, his eyes meeting yours in silent question as he slides it slowly over your hips and off your body.
Your heart races as you stand naked before him, exposed and vulnerable yet utterly confident in the love that binds you together.
Darcy’s gaze roams over your body, his eyes darkening with desire as he takes in every curve and crevice.
You can see the hunger in his expression, and it spurs you on to explore your own desires further.
You reach for him, unbuttoning his shirt and running your hands over his chest, feeling the muscles tense beneath your touch.
His skin is warm and smooth, and as you run your fingertips along the ridges of his abdomen, he lets out a low moan that sends shivers down your spine.
Darcy’s hands move lower, seeking to unfasten your breeches, but you stop him with a firm grip on his wrist.
“Not yet,” you say in a husky voice.
You want to draw out the pleasure, savor this moment before surrendering completely to the passion that threatens to consume both of you.
Instead, you guide Darcy’s hand back up your body until it rests on your breasts.
“Touch me,” you whisper, and he complies eagerly, his fingers teasing your nipples into hard peaks before moving lower once more.
He trails his fingertips over the curve of your hips and down your thighs, inching closer to the heat between your legs with each pass.
“I want you so badly,” Darcy growls, his voice thick with desire as he finally reaches the apex of your thighs.
His fingers dance along your folds, seeking out your clit and circling it gently before slipping lower to tease your entrance.
You can feel yourself growing wetter by the second, desperate for him to fill you completely.
Darcy senses your need and complies, his cock sliding effortlessly into your awaiting heat.
You cry out in pleasure as he begins to thrust inside you, setting a rapid pace that leaves both of you breathless.
Your bodies move together in perfect synchronicity, each motion bringing you closer and closer to the edge.
As Darcy pounds into you relentlessly, his hips slapping against yours, you can feel your orgasm building within you.
You wrap your legs around his waist, urging him deeper as you both race towards release.
“I love you,” Darcy whispers in your ear, sending shivers down your spine and pushing you over the edge.
Your body shakes with pleasure as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over you.
Darcy follows close behind, his own release pulsing deep within you as he collapses against your chest, spent from the intensity of passion that has consumed both of you.
As you lie in Darcy’s arms, watching the sun set, you whisper, “I wish I could stay with you forever.”
You wake up in Darcy’s arms, the morning light filtering in through the window.
This is our last day.
Your eyes meet his, and you both share a sad smile before he leans forward to kiss you gently on the lips.
You can taste the saltiness of your mixed tears as they trickle down your cheeks, but beneath that lies a sense of unwavering love and devotion that will carry you through the pain of parting ways.
“I’ll cherish these memories forever,” Darcy says, holding you close.
So will I.
Throughout the day, you cling to each other like it’s your last chance at happiness.
You spend hours talking about everything and nothing at all, laughing and crying as you reminisce about the time you’ve spent together.
It seems unfair that something so beautiful must end, but you know there’s no changing fate.
As the sun dips below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the room, you share one last passionate encounter.
Your bodies move in unison; your lips are locked together as hands roam over every inch of skin, exploring each other one final time.
I’ll never forget this.
Darcy’s touch is rougher than before, almost desperate as he tries to savor every sensation.
His hands grip your hips tightly, pulling you towards him as his cock slides deep inside you.
You cry out in pleasure, your body shuddering with each thrust as waves of ecstasy wash over you.
“Fuck me harder,” you whisper in his ear, encouraging him to unleash the full force of his passion upon you.
Darcy complies eagerly, pounding into you relentlessly as your moans fill the room.
You can feel your orgasm building within you, and it’s only a matter of time before you come undone in his arms.
“I love you,” you whisper, as you prepare to leave.
“And I always will.”
Darcy’s eyes are filled with tears as he watches you walk away, the pain of separation etched upon his face.
He knows that this is goodbye, and there’s nothing he can do to change it.
But your love for each other remains strong, a bond that transcends time and space.
As you activate the artifact, you take one last look at Darcy.
“Goodbye, my love,” you whisper, disappearing into the whirl of colors as you return to your own time.
The memory of his touch lingers on your skin like a phantom caress, a reminder that true love never really fades away.