Oh boy. My Fanfiction account is primarily SFW- I'm in a Cassarian server with a bunch of cool people and the server is PG. I wanted this account to be where they could find all my works that they'd feel comfortable reading. However, this fic is probably one of my favorites, and I wanted to bring it to this site to share with you guys. With that being said, enjoy it before I chicken out and take it down.

The walls in Varian's old house were crumbling and the ceilings were caving in. Dust caked every inch of the place- the splintering, warped floor, the rafters, and especially on the surfaces. Cassandra couldn't help but draw a couple of smiley faces in the dust on the kitchen table, just to lighten the mood. After all, one floor below them was an amber tomb, home to Varian's father.

Varian didn't think about it, though, and she didn't dare remind him. Instead, he went on his merry way through the house and into his bedroom, looking for something.

"I made it when I was fourteen after I made that Cassandrium necklace. I kinda knew I'd need it, y'know?" Said a now twenty-one-year-old Varian as he shuffled through some old drawers. "Where is it?"

"Where is what?" Cass asked, watching him curiously.

"I wanted today to be special. I wanted you to see this house, because it's the very worst of me. It's my nightmares and all the things I should've done differently," Varian rambled. "I had something special planned." Finally, he came upon a little box in his sock drawer. Before he could do anything with it, he took his girlfriend's face in his empty hand, caressing her cheek with his thumb. "Cassie, I'm finally man enough to be emotional around you. I wanted to bring you here to prove it."

"You didn't have to," Cassandra whispered, holding his hand and moving the palm to her lips to kiss it softly. "I want you to trust me enough to tell me how you feel. But I know how much this place hurts you."

"It's not going to hurt anymore, because we are going to make one good memory in this room that will counteract all the bad ones, I just know it."

"And how exactly are you going to do that?"

Varian smiled brightly and knelt on one knee, taking his girlfriend's hand. "Cassie, you're my best friend. You played chess with me through the jail cell bars for five years. Each day I fell more in love with you, just because I couldn't believe you cared so much about someone like me. You're so beautiful and kind and strong and I don't know what I'd do without you. So… Would you stay with me, for the rest of our lives?"

When Varian opened the box, she gasped. There was a princess cut Cassandrium stone, sitting on a golden braided ring. This must have taken him so long to make- but that didn't matter. "Yes! I love you, I love you so much!" She cried, tears spilling from the usually-stoic guard's eyes. He slipped the ring on her finger.

When he finally stood, Cassandra pulled him into a kiss. She wrapped his arms around his neck and pulled him close until she could feel his heartbeat thudding against her chest. In that moment, she wanted him more than she'd ever wanted him before. She needed him closer, closer than they already were. To reconcile that, she parted her lips and brushed her tongue across his lips in an invitation.

Varian obliged, his arms unwrapping from around her waist as he put his hands on her hips. He squeezed them gently, thumbs brushing slow circles into her shirt as his tongue slipped into her mouth to explore her. He'd memorized every crevice of her mouth, as weird as that seemed, but he didn't mind going to all the places he'd been before. In fact, knowing he'd done this so many times was endearing. Nostalgia in regards to their relationship always made his heart flutter. He recounted the first time he'd ever tried this and how Cass accidentally bit his tongue. They'd gotten better at it, and managed not to draw blood after a little bit of practice.

When they took a break for air, Cassandra realized the bed was pressing against the back of her legs. She looked at the bed, then back at her partner. There was a brief moment of stillness and silence before he'd gently laid her down, hovering over her with a smile.

"My Cassandrium," He said, his voice laced with sweetness. "I love you more than anything."

"Moondrop," Cassandra lilted back. When she made a move to untie her corset, her fiancé brushed her hands aside and did it himself.

"I'm never going to forget this," Varian whispered, pulling the corset off and helping his fiancée pull her arms out of the sleeves.

"What, the engagement? Me neither."

"No, this. The intimacy, the love, you. I'm going to think of you laying in my bed all the time- you just look so… wow." He pulled the dress down to her feet and let her kick it off the bed before taking her chin In his hand, tilting her head up and whispering into her neck, "You're my one and only." Then he bit down, drawing a gasp from his partner.

"I'm your one- a-and only," Cass fumbled, wrapping her arms under his shoulders and scratching down his back. "I'll never let anyone else touch me like this," she whispered, and smiled a sweet, genuine smile when she heard her Moondrop groan. She knew how much he loved that. Nothing pleased him more than knowing their hearts and souls were entwined, brought together by the most intimate thing they could do.

He knew that pleased her just as much in times like this. "You're my other half," he said huskily, tilting her head to look him in the eye as he groped her breast gently. "There will never be another person for me. You're the only one I want to touch." He let go of her face and his hands travelled down muscular arms, past soft breasts and down chiseled abs to the barrier between his hands and her womanhood.

"Not fair," She trilled. "I want your clothes off too." Cassandra smirked and laid back against the bed, biting her lip as she watched him slowly peel off the layers of clothing. He was just as scrawny as the day she'd met him, but did she really find muscle attractive to begin with?

Varian, finally as bare as the day he was born, took one long look at his partner, eyes trailing from her body up to her gorgeous hazel eyes. "I love you," he cooed, climbing over her yet again. Her plump lips just begged to be kissed, so he did it.

As their tongues danced, Varian's fingers brushed down her abdomen and to the hem of her panties, pulling them down as far as he could reach. That was only to mid-thigh, but she managed to wriggle out of them and kick them to the side of the bed.

Cassandra was expecting him to enter her then. They usually did it so fast, skipping over the foreplay just so they could both get to what they really wanted. It was a little bit of a shock to her system when she felt fingers tracing her lips, slowly exploring her there. She twitched, body writhing with the kind of pleasure she hadn't felt in a long time.

"Oh! Nn- a-ah… Don't g-get me wrong, I love being fucked, but this is- hnn!" Cassandra was suddenly cut off by thumbs spreading her apart, exposing more of her to him.

Varian smiled, kissing her neck as his thumbs worked her, massaging her lips gently. He didn't dare go straight for all the places she liked. He was building up to it, he was going to make her scream. "But what?" He teased, slowly working his way closer to her clit.

"Please, please- ahn!"

"Please what? Tell me what you need most, Cassie," He purred. But as soon as that confidence came, he choked. Cassandra's hand was wrapped around his member, stroking him slowly. "Oh! Oh my."

"Two can play that game," Cassandra smirked, fingers almost brushing against his head as she kept stroking, almost where he wanted her.

"Ah- please, I'm going to come if you touch me-"

"Then you'd better hurry up and fuck me."

Varian moaned above her, eyes screwed shut from the pleasure. Cassandra kissed his cheeks and finally, after it looked like he was about to come, she let go and let him rest.

"I'll show you mercy just this once, but next time I swear on the Sundrop I won't go easy on you."

"That's fine. But right now, I want to come in you. I want to feel you all around me. I want all of you," He whispered, pressing a finger into her. He kissed her to muffle the gasp of surprise and pressed his finger up into her G-spot, rubbing there slowly. "How does that feel, hm?" His thumb pressed down on her clit, and then her voice jumped an octave higher. She was close and he knew it.

"Please, oh please, oh fuck Varian- A-AAH!" Cassandra finally went limp against the dusty duvet, covering her blissed-out expression with her hands. She knew she had no reason to be embarrassed, but her mouth was hanging open and her cheeks were redder than a tomato.

Still, Varian uncovered her face to kiss her, not even mentioning the look on her face. "Mm… Cass… Ready for more?" He asked, rolling his thumb against her clit as he pulled his finger out of her. He pressed his member against her soaked entrance, wincing from just the sheer pleasure. As soon as he saw her nod, giving her consent, he sunk into her.

"Oh! Varian!" Cass called, wrapping her legs around his waist to hold him closer to her. She gasped as she felt his shaft pull out of her slowly, feeling so overstimulated, so wound up that every nerve ending was on fire.

With a grunt, he slammed back in. When he heard her whine, a rush of pleasure surged through his body and he couldn't help but grab her hips and do it all over again, but faster.

"Oh-ohohoho! Fuck," Cassandra cried, before burying her face into her lover's shoulder and letting out a string of swears into his skin. "Fuck, fuck, oh my god." Her nails raked down his arms, leaving little marks on his skin.

Varian wrapped his arms around her trembling body and hugged her tightly, cradling her head against him as his hips worked to draw more of those sounds from her. "Y-you're my best friend, and my- my soulmate," he sputtered. The act itself didn't please him as much as her reaction. Every sound she made brought him closer, until he was breathing ragged breaths in her ear.

Below Varian, Cassandra buried her head in his chest. He was warm, and soft, and his arms felt like home- and he was close. After everything he'd been through, coming back to this house, making her a ring- he deserved to come first. She worked her hips in tandem with his, and her nails raked down her back. She gasped out, "You're my home," before leaning up to give him an Eskimo kiss, complimented with quick pecks on his lips.

That was it. "Cassandra!" He shouted, coming undone in her arms. He didn't dare stop there, though. He kissed her, cupping her breast in one hand as he continued to thrust. "Cassie, let me see you finish," he teased, using his other hand to brace himself as he sped up.

She didn't need much more than that. Cassandra's back arched, pressing closer to her fiancé's as she came. "Hnn!" She cried, eyes fluttering shut, body trembling in his arms. "Varian!"

Finally satisfied with the work he'd done, Varian laid Cassandra down, and moved to lay on his side next to her. "We just had sex on sheets that haven't been dusted or cleaned in seven years," he said, cringing a little.

But Cassandra was blissed out, panting softly on her side of the bed. "That was fantastic. Who cares about the bed? At least it doesn't have bedbugs."

"I guess you're right." He made a move to gather his clothes, but his fiancée stopped him, taking his hands.

"Lay here with me?" She asked.

"That sounds lovely."