This is my first story for Bigby and Snow, purely because there isn't enough of them, EVER!
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Snow could feel the change in the waters. As she stood outside the tent on the small grassy area, she looked down to the river where Bigby swam; an activity that both of them enjoyed. Gripping her cane harder, she walked over to a large, smooth boulder that she had been using as a chair for her "Bigby watching", as she liked to call it. A slight frown wrinkled her usually flawless skin, as she wondered just when, and how, she had fallen in love with the rugged Sheriff. She was aware that Bigby had been attracted to her for decades, possibly even centuries, but she couldn't pinpoint the moment when she began to reciprocate those feelings. She sighed, and once again directed her thoughts to the man in the river. She started when she realised that Bigby was nowhere near the river anymore. She must have stopped paying attention to his whereabouts when she was lost in her thoughts. She stood up as her eyes roamed the surrounding woods, looking for any sign of wolf or man.
When she found him again she nearly had a heart attack. Bigby was walking up the hill towards her. A very naked Bigby. Snow's eyes flew open in a panic. 'Where are his clothes?!' her mind shouted in a frenzy. Bigby had nearly reached their camping grounds when Snow realised that she was still standing still in shock, staring at him – all of him. She quickly went to take a few steps back, to get Bigby out of her direct line of sight, but in her rush she forgot to watch her footing on the uneven ground surrounding the boulder. Her ankle caught on a larger stone half buried in the ground, and she stared in a panic at nothing in particular as she began to fall – seemingly in slow motion – towards the rock-strewn ground. Even though she waited for what seemed like hours for her soft body to hit the hard earth, she never felt the hard jolt of impact. Instead, Snow became instantly aware of a warm arm holding her around the waist, pressing her back into a hard, warm body.
"Are you all right?"
That low, gruff, growl snapped Snow back to her senses. She was immediately very conscious of the fact that she was pressed up against a large naked man. 'A warm man, too' she suddenly thought. Steadying herself on the ground, Snow quickly pulled herself from Bigby's arms before turning to thank him.
"Umm, thanks for that Bigby," she said in a low voice, looking directly into his eyes to force her gaze from moving below his waist.
Bigby drew his lips into a cheeky grin. "No worries. I'm always here to save the damsel in distress. Though you seemed a tad too eager to get out of my arms…" he looked at her with a glint in his eye.
Snow felt her cheeks colour. "Well, you're naked," she noted. Bigby laughed and stared Snow straight in the eyes, the same cheeky grin still plastered on his rugged face.
"I don't have a problem with it Snow," Bigby replied, still smiling as Snow became increasingly flustered.
Snow opened her mouth to spit out a retort, but her eyes betrayed her and glanced down at the man's crotch. 'Holy Mother, where was he hiding THAT?!' her traitorous mind shouted. Snow forced her eyes back to Bigby's face and, noting his smirk, immediately shut her mouth which had somehow remained wide open as she stared at him.
"Like what you see?" Bigby asked with an amused little huff.
Snow glared at him, colour still staining her normally pale cheeks. "Would you please just put on some pants?"
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So what did you think? Comments are always welcome! I'm definitely going to be continuing this story, but at the moment it's just going to be their little sexcapades in the woods and then who knows!
CP