This is basically going to be a series of smutty one-shots based on Snowing because its something I need practise at writing and the show doesn't do their chemistry justice.

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Charming likes morning sex and Snow can't find it in her to be mad at the early wake up calls when she starts her days like this.

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It's early, Snow knows. She doesn't even have to open her eyes to know it's so early not even the servants would be awake yet. She can hear the birds chirping outside the open window, the hot summer days making it impossible to sleep with them shut, and she screws her eyes shut hoping to get a few more hours sleep.

Charming has other ideas, as he often does in these early mornings when there is nothing but them and the comfort of their bed chambers. He has always been an early riser, a habit he hasn't been able to shake since he was a shepherd and Snow thinks she loves that about him. Those little things that he holds on to from the life he left behind.

He is kissing her shoulder softly, his roughed jaw scraping across her skin as his lips press against her. Snow's mouth curves into a smile that Charming can't see because she is lying on her side facing away from him. He likes waking her up like this, with his lips and soft touches and even though Snow likes her sleep more than she would care to admit she can't find it in her to be mad when he kisses her so deeply her head swims and she thinks he could get her to agree to anything.

Charming is becoming more alert by the second, his movements going from sleep-filled affection to purposeful seduction. His hand moves from her waist to her hip, pulling her body back against his. Her back pressing into his chest and his erection against her backside.

He is good at this, Snow knows. Charming has this way of teasing her to the point of madness and he knows her body better than she does so he certainly knows what he is doing. His thumb starts to stroke over her hip and she realises they are both already naked from last night.

She sighs softly and hopes he doesn't hear it, she doesn't want him to know she is awake yet. She likes to savour these moments with him, her Charming so carefree and playful.

No clothes will make this easier, she thinks as his lips move from her shoulder to the back of her neck and she bites on her lip to keep from moaning.

His hand starts a fire in her as he moves it slowly and torturously from her hip across to her navel and Snow wonders if he can feel her stomach jumping from his touch alone. He stops with his hand just under her belly button, fingers spanning wide across her skin.

He waits for a moment and if Snow wasn't pretending to be a sleep she would have been urging him on because she knows there won't ever come a time when she doesn't want him to touch her.

Charming's lips are still peppering her neck with kisses but she feels him rise up onto his arm behind her, his nose coming to skim the shell of her ear. He takes it into his mouth, nipping gently and Snow feels a jolt of pleasure run through her at his administrations.

She rolls her hips on instinct, pushing back against the erection behind her and hears him groan lowly near her head. His hand presses firmly against her and his lips release her ear to move to her neck.

The smile on her face grows bigger and she knows she can't hide it from him as he lightly bites down on her pulse point and she gulps.

Charming nudges her legs apart, moving one of his between her own in an attempt to pull her closer and Snow complies willingly. These mornings are always slow and soft and Snow lets Charming take control because he is normally more awake than her in these moments and she knows how much seeing her this way turns him on.

Speaking of turning on, Charming is doing a pretty good job at that right now, she thinks, as his hand slips down from her stomach and his fingers finds her folds. He grazes over her curls first before slipping a finger against her already wet core.

She sighs because she simply can't help it. She sighs because of the things he knows he is doing to her and because her husband is the man making her feel these things. She sighs because she can and she can't help rising her hips slightly to give him better access.

Charming chuckles huskily as he places another kiss to her pulse point.

"How long have you been awake?" He breathes into her skin and Snow knows she just gave the game away.

She smiles but doesn't open her eyes yet, "Since you started with your wake up call."

"Do you want me to let you sleep?" He is smirking, she can hear it in his voice as he adds a second finger to her folds and focuses his attention to her clit.

She pretends to think for a moment but really she is buying herself the time to be able to form a sentence, "Maybe I do." She replies with a smile, "Then what will you do about this?" She rolls her hips against his erection again to emphasis her point.

Charming nips her shoulder in reply, "You'd suffer just as much as I would." He teases her gently, slipping a finger inside her at his words and Snow finds herself gasping at the welcome intrusion.

She hums in agreement, "This is a good way to wake up." She relents as he works his finger out of her and back in torturously slowly.

"The best." He responds as he adds a second finger. Snow feels her breath catch in her throat as he teases her and she wants so desperately to kiss him but she can't from this angle.

He curls his fingers inside her deliciously and Snow swears she sees stars, "Charming," she whispers hoarsely, one hand fisting into her pillow as another jolt of pleasure teases her. She parts her legs even further and its too hot in their cocoon but she can't find it im her to push the sheets away.

Snow rolls her hips against his hand, searching for something she knows he can give her, "Charming..." This time it comes out pleading and she doesn't care how desperate she sounds as long as he does something. More pressure, more touching, just more.

He keeps kissing her skin like he is enjoying her torture and she thinks he probably is. He likes winding her up to the brink until she is completely at his mercy.

"Snow." He smiles against the curve of her shoulder, "So beautiful."

She is panting and she can tell by the roughness in his voice this is turning him on, "More." It's meant as a command but comes out as a whisper.

"More of what?" He asks and she thinks he enjoys the cockiness of the situation.

She rolls her hips again, one hand trailing down his arm to press his hand more firmly against her. He understands, his fingers pressing harder inside her.

"More of you." She tells him, "I need to see you, Charming."

"Just see me?" He questions, his fingers more purposeful inside her now, the speed of his administrations picking up. Snow tries to focus but his fingers are pleasuring her and his lips are worshipping her and she can feel every line of him pressing against her back and honestly, she has never been patient.

"See you. Touch you." She is cut off by her own moan, "Love you."

He places another kiss on her shoulder before he pulls his hand away from her and Snow wants to protest because there is teasing and then there is just plain evil but then he is turning her to face him and Snow opens her eyes to see his blue orbs and suddenly she thinks she can't love him more is she tried.

She goes willingly, soft and compliant under his touch as her back hits the mattress and she barely has the time to feel the coolness hit her when Charming pushes the sheets away from her body before he is replacing them with his own.

She sighs happily as he settles against her, his heat burning into her skin in a way that she hopes will never stop burning. She opens her legs further to allow into to settle into the cradle of her thighs and Snow finds herself moaning as his erection presses against her core. She grinds her hips up against him and Charming moans, his lips descending upon hers eagerly.

Its all tongues and teeth and Snow wants to protest because her breath probably isn't the freshest but Charming doesn't seem to complain as he runs his tongue against hers and rocks his hips against her.

"Stop teasing me." Snow begs when he releases her mouth and her hands find his shoulders.

He presses their bodies together with a smile, "Because you never tease me, Bandit?"

"I just want to keep you on your toes, Shepherd." She replied breathlessly as her nails bite into his shoulder blades.

He smirks at that, "And how would you suggest I stop teasing you." He asks as he sucks at her neck.

Snow wraps her legs around his waist and clenches her muscles, "Charming, you leave me hanging much longer and I'm going to kick you out of our room tonight."

He chuckles against her skin, "My impatient princess."

"Wife." She corrects him.

Charming's smile grows, "Wife."

He thrusts inside her without warning and Snow gasps at the sudden intrusion. She smiles when her surprise fades and uses her legs to bring him closer, "Have I told you I love you this morning?" She asks as Charming slides out of her slowly before pushing back in.

"I don't believe so." He smiles as he rests his forehead against hers.

Snow doesn't reply for a few moments, focusing on the feeling of Charming filling her and thrusting out in a slow rhythm that sets her veins on fire and has her panting wantonly.

She runs her hands into his hair, fingers massaging his scalp, "I love you. Husband." She smiles and she knows she will never stop loving that title in regards to him. Her husband. Bound to her for everyone to see. She quite likes the sound of that.

"I love you. Wife." He responds and she knows he loves it just as much as she does.

Snow raises her hips to meet his, "Faster." She urges because as much as she loves their lazy pace in the mornings she also knows there is a good chance they will get interrupted and she isn't willing to part from him today.

He listens as always and Snow feels his thrusts deepen as he groans. She moves her hands back to his shoulders, needing to steady herself as the pressure in her stomach builds and she chases the release she has been craving since Charming woke her up.

He hits that spot inside her that makes her cry out and dig her nails into his shoulders. He reaches up with his free hand and removes hers from his shoulder, one at a time, to rest above her head. He captures her wrists in his hands, holding them against the mattress. Snow gives him a questioning look as she clenches her muscles around him and rocks her hips against his own when he is fully inside her again.

"I have training this morning and the last thing I need is my men seeing my back torn to shreds by your nails." He explains as he kisses her softly.

Snow gives him a proud smile, "You can leave your marks on me but I can't return the favour?" She asks innocently and he knows she is anything but that.

He thrusts into her again, "You don't have to train the knights. The last thing I need is them getting ideas about you that are meant for me only."

Snow feels the possessiveness in his tone as her pleasure mounts and she moans, her tongue tasting his jawline, "And what ideas would they be?"

"Maybe I'll share a few with you tonight." He says and she knows its a promise.

Before she can say more Charming hikes her leg up higher and changes the angle of his thrusts, hitting a different spot inside her and Snow doesn't even try to muffle her cries of his name now. She is close, coiling like a spring and she knows Charming is done playing. His lips descend onto her breast, his tongue swirling around the nipple before blowing on it gently. It's already hard as he lavishes it with his tongue and does the same with the other.

"Charming." She moans as he hits that spot with every thrust, his breathing ragged but his eyes focused on her. He releases her breast and joins their lips together again, swallowing every sound with his mouth.

That's how Snow cums. One leg resting against his hip with the other in his hand, higher up his waist. Her walls clenching around him as his mouth devours her and he claims every sound they both know he brought from her lips.

He follows moments after, Snow's release encouraging his own until he is shuddering above her and he spills into her heat. He thinks his says her name but he can't be sure because their mouths are still fused together and she is kissing the words right off his tongue.

They pant as they finally pull apart and Snow relaxes her legs back to the mattress to allow Charming to slip out of her. He doesn't go far, wrapping her up in his arms as their bodies cool and the sweat dries from their skin. His hand plays with her hair, curling a lock around his fingers.

"Sorry about the early morning wake up call." He tells her and Snow finds herself kissing his chest with a smile.

"When we start the morning like that you never have to apologise." She replies, sliding a leg over one of his, "Besides I knew what I was getting into when I married a shepherd."

"A shepherd who loves you."

She smiles, "A shepherd who is loved by me."

"A lucky man." Charming teases, "Having such a vixen for a wife."

"You're calling me a vixen?" Snow pretends to be shocked, "When you were the one who robbed me of my sleep with your insatiable need for me?"

He chuckles and she feels it in his chest, "Can I help it if my wife is truly the most captivating creature I've ever met? It is my solemn duty to worship her."

She leans up to kiss him because she needs to in that moment. There is no other explanation in her mind, "And if she wishes to do the same?"

"Who am I to deny her?" He replies with playful eyes and a smile.

Who was he to deny her indeed. When they were sated enough to leave each other and their bed chambers Charming is late for training and has to sweat it out in his tunic thanks to the marks Snow created on his back.

He found he didn't mind that any more than she minded being woken up by him in the mornings.

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