Last week we were full of Grace here in Rio. JMJ and the adorable Pope Francisco made our city even more wonderful.
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| O RIO DE JANEIRO continua lindo!... |
Also, we have a new Prince, I mean, England has a new Prince. But since we are all Darcy lovers, HRH Prince George of Cambridge is kinda ours too...
My good Darcy Friend Enid Wilson invited me for a drabble festival celebrating the new Prince's birth and, even though I'm struggling to find time to put to paper all that's bubbling in my head to fill the last two chapters of '45 days in Europe with Mr. Darcy', I managed to write a 750 words drabble.
Shall we?
Royal baby
Drabble from '45 days in Europe with Mr. Darcy', fluff, MA
Lizzy Bennett wants to video chat with you.
Accept?
'Hi, love!'
Darcy's sleepy face appeared on her screen.
'Hi love!
Did I wake you up? I'm sorry...' Lizzy bit her lip.
'It's ok, I
was reading. Besides I always want to chat you up!' He smiled 'It's still early
evening in Rio, are you studying for tomorrow's test?'
'Yes. Tomorrow's
and the other five as well.' She sighed. 'It's going to be a tough week... But
Love...' She said in a catlike meow and Darcy knew would get him in trouble
soon. 'I need a favor.'
'In eight
days you will have finished your next-to-last semester in college and I will be
arriving in Rio.' He asked smiling at her pretty face in his tablet. 'Can't it
wait?'
Lizzy shook
her head. 'Now!'
'On line
sex?' He grinned.
'Huh-huh. I
want photos from the royal baby’s official announcement to blog. Will you take
a few for me?' Lizzy asked sweetly.
'What? No!'
Darcy frowned.
Lizzy frowned
back. 'Why not? You’re in London!'
'I'm going
to Pemberley in the morning.' He said.
'Liar!' She
accused pointing him a finger. 'Go, please!'
'No!' He
shook his head.
'Why not?'
Lizzy insisted.
'Because
it's another tourist trap.' He pursed his lips. 'Without you to walk hand in
hand with me I won't get into any other.'
'Wickham
would do it for me.' She pouted.
'Ask him,
then.' Darcy smiled ironically.
'Can't, he
moved out of my building.' She made a face.
'Good, or else
he might want to take your sister with him to hold his camera.' Darcy chuckled.
'Hey, jerk!
Not funny!' She complained. 'I need photos! At least take some of Trafalgar
square's fountain colored blue.' She asked.
'No.' Darcy
shook his head again.
'William...'
She whined leaning on her desk to get closer to the cam.
He still
shook his head but didn't notice her face getting bigger because his eyes were
distracted on something until he sent her a message. 'There!' He said giving
her a gorgeous smile. 'I googled these photos you want and sent you the link.'
'You are
really a jerk!' Lizzy sputtered.
'That you
love!' He chuckled. 'And that is crazy for you and those tiny green knickers on
your hanger!'
Lizzy
turned and blushed realizing again she had left a bikini on the floor hanger
that framed her face when the cam was pointed at the window. An idea hit her.
'That new bikini?' She asked and rose to walk to the hanger.
Darcy
watched as her lithe body kneeled on the bed showing him pink lacy knickers
and she stood at the other side. She took the bikini bottom and showed it to
him, bended by the waist, took off her knickers and put the bikini on. He was wide-eyed
and breathing hard when she returned.
'Do you
like it?' She asked raising her t-shirt to her ribs and twisting in front of the
camera. 'I just bought it.'
Darcy shook
his head. 'It's too small.'
'I was
complimented at the beach.' She said.
'I don't
want you to wear this when I'm not with you.' He ordered.
'You are
never with me!' She complained.
'I'll
arrive next week, Lizzy.' He said.
She tsked,
turned her back and took off her shirt giving him a glimpse of her small
breasts.
'Lizzy!' He
cried.
'What?' She
asked naively bending again to look at the cam.
'You don't
want to give me online sex but are undressing for me?' He asked in a sideways
smile.
'I just
want to show you my new bikini!' She explained.
'Is it
topless?' He asked. 'In Greece you said no one does topless in Rio.'
'I may
start a trend!...' Lizzy smiled wickedly. She let him see a nipple and he
swallowed.
'No you
won't.' He ordered.
'Get me a
picture!' She insisted.
Darcy shook
his head. ‘Are you going to parade naked in Brazil if I don't make a fool of
myself standing in the crowd at Buckingham's gate?' He grinned.
'No!' She
pouted. 'I may have to find something else to post on my blog to celebrate the
royal baby's birth! I may copy his mother's holiday pics...' Lizzy stood to
show him her beautiful hips with a thin string of the bikini adorning it, her
narrow waist and small breasts and when she was sure he had seen enough, she
cut the call.
Two minutes
later Lizzy’s phone beeped.
Geo Darcy
sent you a SMS.
‘Do you know why my brother needed to be at
Trafalgar this late hour?'
-- FIM --
The festival has other cute, funny, lovely drabbles. Go check it out!
And long live the new Prince George!
bj
Disclaimer: Google, Kate&William, me... To each Ceasar what is due to him. ;)
