Summary: Elizabeth is reluctant to get out of bed so Drake takes it on himself to convince her otherwise.
A/N: Fun fact- I wrote part of this in the line at Costco
Elizabeth was in a deep sleep on the comfortable and luxurious bed in the bedroom of her new duchy when she vaguely felt a presence next to her. A spike of alarm flared up in her before a familiar hand stroked her arm.
‘Richmond, it’s morning.’
She remained motionless, hoping that if she ignored her fiancé he would eventually go away. The bed sank as Drake took a seat next to her.
‘Richmond, wake up. I had some ideas about the garden swing you wanted me to build,’ he told her, oblivious to the fact that she wanted to remain asleep. ‘I wanted to run a couple past you, just to make sure we’re on the same page,’ he continued, giving her arm a slight shake as he did.
Elizabeth merely grunted in response.
‘Gowway.’
Drake chuckled next to her. ‘Come on sleepyhead, it’s almost 9.30. The duchess of Atlantea should be up and about her new domain by now.’
Elizabeth curled further under the soft blankets, her voice muffled by the thick material. ‘What the duchess of Atlantea wants is to sleep…’
‘Come on Richmond,’ he cajoled. ‘The sun is shining, the birds are singing, you’re burning daylight here.’
She groaned again at his annoying persistence. ‘If this is what’s in store for the rest of my life, I’m seriously reconsidering agreeing to marry you.’
Drake chuckled again making Elizabeth wonder: How was he so bright and chirpy?
‘Nah you don’t mean that.’
‘Annoy me enough and I just might do it,’ she replied in annoyance as she felt him shift.
Good he was finally leaving.
However Drake’s hands slipped under the blanket to caress her thighs meaningfully and in spite of herself Elizabeth felt herself grow wetter.
‘Hmm let’s see if I can convince you otherwise,’ he drawled as his fingers inched higher past the hem of her pyjama shorts until they reached her panties where he began to gently rub her through the fabric.
‘You say you’re not awake but this part of you certainly is…’ he observed and Elizabeth could hear the self satisfied smirk in his tone but she wasn’t ready to give in yet and continued to feign sleep.
Drake noticed and detecting her unspoken challenge, he increased the pressure and was rewarded when her body rolled towards him. He almost thought he’d had her when she spoke again.
‘Go away Drake. I’m tired,’ she drawled, still refusing to give up.
Elizabeth was barely able to maintain her pretence when he whisked her shorts and panties off in a smooth motion before diving between her legs. Blowing lightly on her mound, Drake glanced up to find Elizabeth almost motionless at his action but he knew she was moments away from giving in. Lowering his head, he lightly ran his tongue across her lower lips and was rewarded by a low moan of pleasure. He smirked against her skin as he roughly lapped at her clit, feeling her legs clench on either side of his head.
Elizabeth was in pure ecstasy as he picked up the pace, rolling her body to increase the delicious friction. Her hands reflexively went to his dark hair, tangling themselves in the smooth strands and she felt him smirk against her again but he did not slow his pace, determined to beat her at her silent game.
Being equally stubborn, Elizabeth was determined not to give in despite the waves of pleasure that washed over her body. The moment Drake slipped his tongue inside her however, she knew it was game over as he continued to lick and suck on her sex vigorously. Her breaths came in loud pants until she couldn’t resist it any longer, he was just too good and she came crashing down with a loud shriek of his name.
Drake!
He continued to pleasure her until her orgasm subsided and Drake eventually raised his head from beneath her, brown hair messy and a broad grin of satisfaction and victory plastered on his face.
‘I guess you’re awake huh? So that means I wo-‘
Before he could finish, Elizabeth yanked him up to her lips, tasting herself in his mouth as she kissed him fiercely.
‘You better finish what you started Walker,’ she warned him, hands already tugging at his white t-shirt.
‘I plan to do just that, Richmond,’ he growled before stripping off and proceeding to elicit another screaming orgasm from her before pounding his way to his own release.
With promises to repeat their escapade in every single room of her new duchy, Elizabeth and Drake headed downstairs for breakfast to find a scandalised Hana and smirking Maxwell in the dining hall.
‘I take it you had a good rest?’ Maxwell commented, his word choice oddly formal for his character.
‘Yea it was alright,’ Drake mumbled, not meeting anyone’s eyes as he reached for the cereal.
‘How was yours?’ Elizabeth ventured, hoping to break the awkward silence but realising too late what she had opened herself to as Maxwell’s eyes gleamed with mischief.
‘Oh you know… It was alright…’ he began, stroking his chin in a mock thoughtful manner. ‘Until of course I was woken up by an ghastly scream really early this morning… I wonder what it was?’
Elizabeth felt her face heat at his words as Maxwell looked at them meaningfully. ‘Did you hear anything Hana?’ he asked.
‘Actually I did, it was the oddest sound,’ she replied innocently, still not understanding his meaning. ‘It was almost like someone was calling out in pain or something.’
‘I’m sure it was nothing,’ Elizabeth replied hastily.
‘Good morning everyone,’ Liam chimed in as he entered the dining room immediately taking in Drake and Elizabeth’s blushing faces. ‘What did I miss?’
One glare from Drake was enough to silence Maxwell who immediately changed the subject to the World Cup Match the day before. With their guests distracted, Elizabeth sidled up to her fiancé at the buffet table, lightly squeezing his ass.
‘For the record, feel free to wake me up like that every morning.’
‘Gladly.’ Drake smirked in reply before jerking his head over to the younger Beaumont brother. ‘What about our company?’
Elizabeth followed his gesture as her lips turned up in a smile. ‘Remind me ask Gladys to relocated him to the 17th bedroom. We’ve got a few more to get through before we reach that one.’