Ohai dere owo Here's the third and final instillation in my From the Shadows trilogy: a collection of sexy and cute little drabbles. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: All hail Disney. Thank them for this wonderful movie.

-Letter One-

My Queen,

Duke Ellington came to call upon you yesterday, likely with the hopes of earning your favor. When I told him where you had gone to, he seemed shocked—with good reason. Please take care of yourself. The kingdom is flourishing, though we all eagerly await your return. The Summerlands have opened up trade channels with the Winterlands, which has brought wealth to your kingdom. We intend to throw the winter ball within a month and it would greatly please the people if you were to attend. I know you are busy, but please consider it.

How does life on the moor suit you? I will not question your decision to work on Faerie-human relations, but I do worry about you.

We pray for your safety and I hope to hear from you soon.

Your humble servant,

Edward

"Edward says all is going well."

"Mm…"

"What are you thinking about?"

Silky feathers brushed against her arms as the exquisite woman reclining on a bed covered in cloud-soft sheets woven by earth sprites rolled onto her side, propping her head up with her arm. "Come back to bed."

Cerulean orbs swept from long chocolate-toned tresses from which two pointed horns emerged down a voluptuous, hourglass-shaped body clad in a sheer dark blue gown, and along long, slender legs.

"In a moment."

The Faerie sat up, knocking the paper from the desk's surface with one powerful flap of her wings, and her companion pouted. "Honestly, Maleficent, behave yourself."

"But you like it when I'm naughty." Her accent made the playful statement all the more sensual and Aurora bit her lip, rising from her seat and stooping down to retrieve the letter.

"Patience is a virtue."

She retrieved a quill from the top drawer and dipped it in a vial of ink, quickly scrawling her response and crossing the cool wood floor to the rounded gap surrounded by curtains of vines that served as the entrance to their cozy little home at the heart of the gargantuan tree that had once served as the sorceress's throne. The jewel lake glittered below, reflecting the light of the stars and the water nymphs that danced over its surface.

"Pan!"

Maleficent shook her head as a brightly glowing nature spirit with a round, furry body and large eyes shot up from below, smashing into the blonde and chirruping happily as the young woman laughed and cradled it in her palm. "You can't go around giving names to the Faerie-folk."

"I don't think she minds." To the Brownie, she whispered, "Take this to the castle. Find Edward."

As the creature darted away, holding the document in its little paws, the former queen turned her attention to her partner, smiling when the older woman lifted the corner of the sheets, and patted the surface of the bed. "Come."

"I think I've come enough already." To the point of soreness, actually.

Brilliant gold eyes rimmed in a lovely shade of amber raked over her form, the heat in them like a physical touch, and the blonde shivered, her mind returning to the night before.

/ Clawed fingertip raked along her spine, the resulting sting of pain pleasure making the woman arch and moan. Her hips pumped frantically, desperately attempting to prolong the friction that was slowly reducing her bones to molten mush and her brain to a mass of electrical pleasure impulses.

She was close. So close.

Lips brushed against the shell of her ear and she shivered as the sorceress purred— /

"Come."

This time, it was a command, not a request, and the young woman obediently crossed the room and climbed into the bed, snuggling into the Faerie's larger frame and shivering again when a cool hand slid down her front, liquid heat pooling at the junction of her thighs

"You're insatiable," she breathed, parting her thighs eagerly.

"As are you."

And then there were no more words, only soft sounds of pleasure.