Who? Mr Darcy & Miss Sully Where? Darcy's apartment When? About 30 minutes after the end of the last thread? What? Porn, basically. Rating? See the 'what'. Open? Hell no.
By the time they'd gathered themselves, put Annie back into her barn and walked to Darcy's apartment, at least thirty minutes had passed. Darcy had his waistcoat back on loose over the shirt, but his jacket was now just folded over one arm, and he hadn't bothered to put the necktie back on either. His free hand was holding onto Ashley's, and as they rounded the corner that would lead them to his apartment, he could feel his heart rate picking up just a little.
As much as he really wanted her to say she was coming in for more than a sandwich, he had meant what he'd said. He would absolutely understand whatever her decision was in that moment.
"Well, Miss Sully. Here we are," he smiled at her, and then tugged at her hand lightly so that he could pull her in for a little kiss. "I will not be upset with you at all if you wish for it to be a goodbye kiss for now," he assured her once more.