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Authors Notes: A week ago I took a poll of preferences on my Brandon drabbles for the direction preferred when we got to the initial intercourse of our two love birds. As you could see, SMUT WON.

Have you ever attempted to write Regency smut? It's not easy! I've re-written today's entry three times and I'm still not happy with it. It feels way too contemporary for me. Anyway, if you voted for this to happen "In a tender, loving way that would make Jane proud" consider this to be that entry. For those that voted for the SMUT, tune in tomorrow, same Bat place, same Bat channel.

Thank you to everyone who has been reading this and commenting. It makes me feel like a million dollars! And with no further ado:


Brandon possessed the experience and savoir-faire to facilitate their consummation in a manner most tender and enjoyable. The adulation he retained for Marianne tempered his passion; this occurrence would be the first of many, yet he knew that for both it would be the penultimate expression of the beginning of their life together.

He noticed the hesitancy of his wife return as he assisted her in her undress. Marianne was shy and prudent, and he found approaching her from behind and reaching around to unlace her bodice allowed her a brief bit of modesty. The slow movements of his fingers, his hands, as he drew the bands open brought tranquil delight to his bride and she leaned against his chest.

Christopher pressed his palms against her torso; Marianne reached behind her to stroke his head. He brought his lips to ghost over her neck and shoulders, and as she quivered beneath his attentions, he boldly brought both hands to cup her breasts. His wife’s moan of delight confirmed she was receptive to proceeding along this path.

His voice was low and throaty, “Marianne, lay upon the bed. I find myself restrained and I shall join you shortly.”

Marianne climbed upon the bed and crawled under the cover. She demurely pulled the linen to her neck, but Brandon smiled and shook his head. “I prefer, wife, to look upon you as I undress. I’ve seen beauty in the works of Velázquez, Rubens and Titian, but no artist could capture your allurement.” She blushed, sat up and dropped the cover, allowing her beautiful, soft breasts to be exposed for the delight of her husband.

Though Brandon struggled with his riding boots, he found himself disrobed in a most expedient manner.

Marianne watched fixedly as he removed his breeches. Christopher noticed again a hint of irresolution upon her face as he removed his final garments, leaving his nude form exposed for her inspection. He sat atop the bed’s cover next to his wife, allowing that thin barrier to shield her until she was ready.

to be continued

Date: 2016-07-13 12:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] too-dle-oo.livejournal.com
Refreshes the screen for more.

Refreshes the screen for more.

Refreshes the screen for MOOOOOOOOOORE!!!!!


In all seriousness, I tip my hat to you! I can't even fathom how Jane would have strung these words together, but this is lovely and intense and dripping with barely restrained desire.


Date: 2016-07-14 02:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helenarickman.livejournal.com
*demurely cursties*
Check back again in the morning!

Date: 2016-07-14 02:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] too-dle-oo.livejournal.com
Random thought: would Brandon have been able to see Titians or Velasquezes anywhere? The national gallery was a tiny thing in its early years, and the only other places in England I can think of at that time would have been the Ashmolean and Sir John Soane's house.

Date: 2016-07-14 11:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helenarickman.livejournal.com
Oh, my Brandon has travelled to the Continent during his life, and being the refined and cultured man that he is, he has seen the galleries and museums of France, Belgium, Italy, Portugal, and the Playboy Club.

Date: 2016-07-13 01:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theimpossiblegl.livejournal.com

Remove the barrier.  QUICKLY! 

Seriously good! 

Date: 2016-07-14 02:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helenarickman.livejournal.com
That barriers is going to fall #LikeTheBerlinWall

Date: 2016-07-13 02:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] toblass.livejournal.com


Oh, this was most delicious...and I can't even imagine their anticipation!

Keep doing what you are doing, hon. Taking it slow as you have been is perfect and Jane would be most proud.

Date: 2016-07-14 02:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helenarickman.livejournal.com
Tomorrow's post will be twice as long. I can't start the smut without working all the way through it!

Date: 2016-07-13 03:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] melusin-79.livejournal.com
i see your problem seeing as they would both have been undressed by their servants

Date: 2016-07-14 02:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helenarickman.livejournal.com
I thought about that - a manservant removing his boots.

BTW - I am STOKED that you have read my work! I am fangurling all over the place right now :)

Date: 2016-07-13 04:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mywitch.livejournal.com
Oh dear, the perfect thing with my coffee this morning. I'm dying to know what Marianne is thinking - especially of his nudity. Mmmmmmm naked Col. B.

Date: 2016-07-14 02:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helenarickman.livejournal.com
We're switching to Red Bull in the morning.

Date: 2016-07-13 05:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] reynardo.livejournal.com
I have no doubt that her mother filled her in on the basics, but she would have been so buzzing with all the impending information that I'm sure she's not 100% sure of what happens next...

Date: 2016-07-14 02:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helenarickman.livejournal.com
The basics never cover much, do they?

Date: 2016-07-13 08:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] snapebraille4tu.livejournal.com
I am smirking right now in anticipation. You are writing this so perfectly. I am letting myself be her and it is divine.

Date: 2016-07-14 02:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helenarickman.livejournal.com
You and me both! I didn't like this when I wrote it last night, but today I'm not too upset with it.

Date: 2016-07-13 09:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] adelaidearcher.livejournal.com
I'm so behind on everything LJ, and it's this series that I'm really keen to catch up on!

Date: 2016-07-14 02:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helenarickman.livejournal.com
The first post begins here and then just work your way forward!

Date: 2016-07-13 09:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lenaa1987.livejournal.com
You just know those Dashwood gals have read some medical texts--ahem--in their time.

I think this is wonderful. I wouldn't call it too contemporary at all - the tone is absolutely perfect. I love the dialogue, and everything else I had planned to write here went out the window when I saw "He removed his breeches".

Date: 2016-07-13 10:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] too-dle-oo.livejournal.com
Medical texts? BWA HA HA HA!

Date: 2016-07-14 12:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mywitch.livejournal.com
"The source of the clitoris is in Abyssinia!'

Date: 2016-07-14 12:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lenaa1987.livejournal.com
Seriously I've been thinking about this. Anatomy books in the library for sure.

Date: 2016-07-14 02:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helenarickman.livejournal.com
No wonder Fanny thought that room smelled musty.

Date: 2016-07-14 03:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lenaa1987.livejournal.com

Date: 2016-07-14 02:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helenarickman.livejournal.com
Oh, I thought it was Wimbledon.

Date: 2016-07-14 02:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helenarickman.livejournal.com
Better than BRITCHES!

Date: 2016-07-14 04:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] imhilien.livejournal.com
Nicely written, looking forward to more. :)

Date: 2016-07-14 11:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helenarickman.livejournal.com
Thank you, darling!
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