"Oh Mr Darcy, you do make one blush," said Elizabeth as he stared intensely yet longingly into her eyes.
"I love you, Miss Eliza. From the very moment I saw you, I was assured that I had found the woman of my dreams. I love you from the depths of my soul, and always will. Now take that dress off so that I can lick the scrange from your twat, you dirty fucking bint."