Chapter 75: Called him a sword fighter.
Hugging the blankets closer to her body, she could hear the echoes of kids laughing, playing and running around the corridors of the huge Gallagher home. She assumed, she had heard Liam but knowing the situation and how he had developed some sort of abhorrence and never failed his hostility towards her. A feeling of sadness had overcame her emotions lately. As much as she had confronted her mother and felt good about it... she couldn't help but feel sad. Not for her mother or their broken relationship, not for anyone or anything. It was overwhelming to think about everything she had been through. The tragedies that she had stumbled upon, the overwhelming feeling that this was her life. Maybe she did not deserve to have all the she had? Williams love and affection? The anxious feeling of knowing someday she might lose his love and attention. Her heart and mind her told her that she was not entirely alone... she had her son and William but a feeling of a dread always sneaked in and reminded her that her own mother had planned for her to be violated in the most inhuman manner. At a certain point in her life she had put her full trust in William only for him to leave for years and years? Panashe hated torturing herself this way, she wanted to move past everything. She would never say her thoughts out loud. Panashe missed Hector so much ever since he had left. The chances of her being able to travel to France to see him with her skin color it was very unlikely. She understood that France was a dream and Hector's safe place. After the French Revolution, France had made contented decisions to make conscious changes within the country. To treat everyone with respect and refrain from discrimination. That may not have applied to people of color but it sure did apply to people who fell in Hector's situation. Panashe could only imagine how much happier he was after living a lie for so long. Considering it was still taboo everywhere else, France must have been an incredible paradise for Hector and many others.
One of the reasons Panashe found herself in a somber mood was not having much to do. At the plantation, she had so much to do even if it was hard and agonizing duties. It gave her something to ponder with and be occupied throughout the day. Now that she had all this free time, all she could do was overthink and put herself in a bad mood with negative what if's and what not's. Lady Martha would not allow her to do much except minimal work. She found herself avoiding the outdoors as much as possible not wanting to see Doris. She couldn't lie and say she was not angry, that she was. She felt wrathful and thought of her mother as the devil reincarnated.
Entering the room, William frowned approaching her bedside. He wanted to let her know that she had been staring into the space from the time... he had left in the past hour or so.
"Darling, still feeling a little uneasy?" He asked, disrupting her thoughts. He wanted to give her as much space as he could but he found himself missing her. For many reasons he always wanted and needed to be close to her. It was only then that she realized she was not entirely alone in the room. Laying his backhand on her forehead to check her temperature, he let out a sigh of relief.
"I'm fine, Will." She said sitting up straight. He looked at her clearly worried about her, noting to himself that she had not even touched her breakfast, a thought came to mind but he did not want to dwell on it. They had been very very careful, he knew that but at times it got intense so intense he was incapable of doing what he should in time. Regardless, he would only allow it to happen with her consent. As much as they both adored Christian, it bothered him that he had been ready to be a father and entirely made the decision all by himself to give her child. Entirely excluding her feelings. He recalled that day, how upset he had been over the thoughts of her leaving to stay with him... in all honesty, William had forgotten his name. That was many years back and so much had happened. He remembered, vexation he felt when she told him... they needed to stop. She wanted to move far away from him. The thought at that point left him thinking he could only keep her with him if they shared something or rather someone whom they'd both adore. This had been a suggestion that his lawyer friend had made, Austin Cunningham. It was entirely his doing. He had made it sound as a banter the entire span.
"William, give her a child. She will have no choice but to stay. It is that easy then you could stop bothering me with your negro conundrums. Besides she will be at my parents ranch, it's not that far. Ofcourse I will willing give you and your lover a barn to commit adultery in..." He chuckled clearly making a banter out of the situation.
"Eh... do not make that face... I was clearly not serious no no no William. There are so many consequences, stop—" Austin had replied immediately when he realized his friend seemed to take the advise to heart. "It's a horrid idea!"
"Thank you Austin, I knew I could always count on you bud." William exclaimed giving him a pat on the shoulder.
"No, if you do so... this friendship is over."
"Come back here William—"
"I will have no choice but to alert your father!"
"Willia—"
"You're a dead man when Gallagher finds out!"
William then turned to look back, he was already at a distance. "I LOVE HER, I'M GOING TO MAKE IT KNOWN TO HER. NOT YOU OR ANYONE WILL STOP ME." He yelled. "Bloody hell!"
Sighing, groaning, kicking the poor stones out of annoyance, exhaling Austin turned to step on his cigarette. "Fine fine, fine, how can I be of help..?" Saying under his breath. "When it all comes to light, I know nothing of it."
"Aww come here, I knew you loved me but not this much." William exclaimed clearly happy.
"Get your hideous arms off me, I'm not Pinocchio or whatever her name is you bloody BEDSWERVER!" Austin said quite aggravated. "Apart from humping negroes do not tell me you're a sword fighter (gay)!" Austin felt aggravated because even with knowing this was wrong, he knew he would support William regardless. "Away from me.." he hissed lighting another cigar, he only did so when he felt anxious.
"I love you just as much bud." William said ignoring his best friend's little remarks.
Shaking his thoughts off this memory, he turned his attention to Panashe. "You have to eat something..." He pestered. "You can not survive on only love making, I will wear you out..." At this, Panashe found herself a little flustered but quickly rolled her eyes at him. She knew he would tease her, even if she felt the way she did. Being in his arms and them entwined every night brought her unforgettable happiness for some moments until she found herself alone. As soon as his warmth disappeared, so did her slight hapiness.
"William, do you presume..?" The same thought he had been having suddenly came to mind. It scared her, as much as it scared her with the way they were carrying out things it could only be expected.
"Do I presume?" He asked, caressing her cheek. "Love?" He questioned yet again, his British accent making itself prominent at the tip of his tongue.
"...something might be wrong with me?"
"In what way..." He teased.
"You're such an annoyance..." she grumbled. This only made him chuckle, she playfully hit him. Making him take the opportunity to tackle her softly onto the bed. Tickles here and there, he found himself mesmerized by her sudden laughter... it made his heart flutter relentlessly. She stopped, as he watched her calculatedly. His ocean blue eyes seemed to glow at the sight of her. She could see her reflection within his pupils. It felt odd, the way he looked at her.
"You know..." he said huskily, his Adam's Apple making itself prominent with each gulp. She gave him a curious raised eyebrow as he had stopped to watch her. For some reason, the sun's direction had decided to trace and angle directly onto her making her skin have a dazzling glow.
"Will?" She questioned for him to speak because for many reasons, he stopped talking mesmerized thoughts only he could fathom.
"You're unbelievably stunning! That's all." He sighed. "You're incredibly beautiful and I can not stress this enough. God, you're so bewitching!"
A shy smile traced on her lips.
"You're everything and I'm so lucky to have you and God knows—" whenever he found himself in her presence, he could not articulate himself quite well. She still made him nervous. Panashe pulled him closer as he was on top of her. Trying to hold his weight with arms on either side of her delicate frame. She started by unbuttoning the top button of his collar shirt, letting out a husky chuckle William laid his lips on hers. Soft and somber, tasted so delightful and addictive. He had clearly been overly infatuated from the day, he asked her if she had ever been kissed then continued to kiss her even though she had pleaded for him not to. Bringing both of them to their distraction.
Within a few minutes of hungry kisses and desperate attempts to express their love for each other. Panashe wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders as she waited for him to ravage her. He was so gentle, assuming she was sick. She loved how he treated her like an egg at times. Both needy and desperate for a little fix of each other's touch and peak. She moaned as he marked her as his.
"Only lower..." she whispered in his ear with heavy breathing.
"But who will see that..." William replied only going higher. Loving the feel of both her beautiful breasts in his hands. Soft and delicate. With her thighs wide open for him, she pulled him closer for a little more touch. Entering her warmth, they both came to a halt feeling as if they could reach their climax with only that simple action. She was soaked with need and he could feel it. They fit together like a hand in glove. She took in all of him until their their Pelvis bones were touching. The feel of being full and fulfilled.
"Master William, you have a visitor!"
Clearly annoyed, William ignored it. He would not allow anyone to ruin his moments with his wife. Mortified as always Panashe kept demanding they stop. William thought it was cute how considerate she was but she soon as he laid his lips on hers, she would be quiet and shivering with ecstasy between them. The dewy movement in-between their knit indulgence, how moist she was just for him.
"I will be right down.." William replied struggling to sound a tad bit normal. With that he ignored any other response as he pleasured the both of them. Her moans and whimpers that only he could hear as she tightened around his girth coming to a peak of her climax. Knowing that she was entirely satisfied, he could now pick up the pace. As he was about to pull out, in the moment... Panashe wrapped her legs tight around his waist. A little surprised but still finding it enjoyable, he came apart inside her. She watched as his muscles tensed and let go. She loved watching him in such a state there was nothing more enjoyable. He seemed so vulnerable and different from the intimidating man she knew. Coming apart inside her vulva, something that he had not done in years and years. There was something different and very intimate about releasing inside your significant other. Not wanting to move from their position enjoying the intensity of it all. None of them said a word as they both knew what they had done or rather created and they felt content with it.