Charming Who?

Chapter one: Happily Ever After Begins

Disclaimer: I don't own Once Upon a Time.

Well, I'm finally back with another Snowing multi – chapter story. I've had this idea since I was writing "From Neverland to the Fading Lands," if you can believe it. I just kept getting distracted by other ideas. But I'm ready to write (and complete) this story, I promise you.

Warning: Don't be fooled by the fluff of this first chapter. This story is tagged angst for a reason. Snow and Charming are going to have some problems in their marriage because of what happens. If you can't handle reading that, then I suggest you read something else. However, before you panic too much, I will also tell you this: I believe Snow and Charming belong together in the end in every universe or situation. If you can't handle that kind of angst, however, you may also choose to read the first chapter as a one – shot.

Oh, and because I know this is going to be an issue for some readers: Snow is the only one who knows that David's real name is David in the beginning of this story. So everyone else will call him "Prince James." (And yes I believe adult Snow is capable of keeping a secret.)

Oh and as always,

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Rumplestiltskin rubbed his hands together and cackled with glee as he watched his Dark Curse mix together. Everything was almost perfect. Regina was still alive, as poor Snow didn't have the heart to kill her stepmother when she had the chance. Yet Regina was angrier than she'd ever been before, having lost her kingdom and more importantly the chance to capture Snow White and ruin her happiness. She was ready for the Curse. And Snow White and her Prince were happily in love and would be conceiving a Savior at any time now. "It's all coming tougher," he giggled in excitement. Soon he would see Bae again.

But suddenly something was wrong. It wasn't reacting the way it should. How was that even possible? He'd planned everything, down to the letter for centuries! But somehow he must have missed something. Too much pig's blood? Not enough dark lake water? Rumplestiltskin examined his books and notes again, the same ones he studied for years to make certain his Dark Curse was perfect. Nothing was more important than his Dark Curse; after all it was the only way he would be reunited with his son.

Several hours later, he realized what was wrong. It seemed impossible, but somehow, it seemed he'd missed a key ingredient that wouldn't be available again for another fifteen years, even with his powers at his disposal. Fifteen years! By then his Savoir would no longer be a baby, and Regina herself may be dead for all he knew. Would his plan still work? Or would Rumplestiltskin have to use another True Love couple and another vengeful villain to succeed? He checked his ingredients to see how many he would have replenish again, now that it seemed he would have to start over. Fifteen years! He had been so close… He walked away uncharacteristically, with his shoulders hunched over and his feet dragging.*

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"Do you, Prince James, promise to take this woman to be your wife, and love him for all eternity?" the officiator's voice boomed so the entire ballroom could hear. David admitted for a second he wished he could use his real name in the ceremony; it would feel more honest. But he and Snow had agreed that the people believed and respected him as Prince James, and they had no way of knowing if they would respect a poor shepherd the same way. Besides, David had become quite used to being called "Prince James" in the last couple of years.

Regardless, this was a question he could easily answer whether he was being called James, David, Charming, or even "little chick" as his mother had called him when he was a small boy. "I do," he said confidently, staring right into Snow's beautiful green eyes as he said it.

"And do you, Snow White, promise to take this man to be your husband, and love him for all eternity?" the officiator asked her, his voice thundering so all their guests, which filled the entire ballroom, could hear.

Snow beautiful green eyes sparkled with love as she looked at David and replied just as confidently, "I do."

"I now pronounce you husband and wife," the officiator concluded. In the background everyone in the ballroom began clapping. Although David appreciated that everyone was happy for them, the only person David truly noticed right now was Snow. Her beautiful, sparkling green eyes. Her jet – black hair, which was pinned up with fresh flowers and butterfly combs for the occasion. Her beautiful white dress that was covered in feathers and lace. The ring he'd given her when he proposed, a simple green piquet, but had looked perfect on Snow since she'd first tried it on. And most importantly, her inner beauty that shone through her like a beacon. And now, everyone knew she was his wife. He leaned in and captured her lips in the sweetest, most loving kiss they'd ever had. As usual, it made David see fireworks, even without the fairies providing them. But it also gave him the feeling of being completely wrapped in their love.

As they drew apart, David continued to caress the feathers on her dress, loving the feeling of her warm body on his hands. He also sniffed her hair as his nostrils filled with the fragrance of flowers and the underlying scent of Snow. She seemed to enjoy that as well, as Snow caressed his silver leather suit and played with the cape in the back. She also pressed her nose to his chest a few times. At that moment the sun shone through the stained – glassed windows of the ballroom, and the light landed right on both of them. He smiled, as it seemed the sun wanted to attend their wedding as well.

There had never been a more perfect moment in David's life.

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After the recessional, Snow and David strolled to the palace's formal dining room for a royal wedding feast. Their arms were still wrapped around each other, and it seemed to David like they were in a happy little bubble. "What a perfect day," he commented as they walked. "And I'm certain the night will be even more perfect." His smile grew even bigger as he pictured how wonderful it would be to be alone with her.

"Oh, Charming," Snow smiled and chuckled, sounding full of love.

Then to his surprise, her smile disappeared. "Do you think it might be a little too perfect? What if the Evil Queen is still planning something and we don't know it? I'm glad you have your sword," she reached over and touched the weapon that was strapped to his leg. "But perhaps I should have brought my bow with me as well, just in case."

David turned and faced Snow, putting his hands on both her bare shoulders and looking straight into her deep green eyes. "Nothing is going to happen today, Snow. And the Evil Queen can't hurt us anymore. Rumplestiltskin gave us that protection spell, remember? This is our Happy Ending. As for your bow and arrow, you know how sexy I think you look when you're wearing that, so you can do so anytime you want. But not because you're too worried to enjoy yourself."

Snow gave David her special smile that she only gave him. "I love you, Charming. Thank you for always reassuring me when I need it. Remember, I've just spent almost a decade running from the Evil Queen. Sometimes it's hard for me to believe that I don't have to worry about her anymore."

"I'll continue to reassure you whenever you need it, Snow," David replied, giving her a kiss. It was just becoming interesting when the dwarves caught up with them.

"Do you think we could eat soon?" Grumpy asked, sounding quite exasperated. He had interrupted them kissing many times, but apparently he still found it as annoying as he always had.

David sighed and took Snow's hand, continuing their way to the formal dining room. When they finally did so, David's eyes widened as he stared at how much food covered the lines of tables. There were piles of bread with butter or cheese to put on top. There were large bowels full of grapes, blueberries and strawberries. There was roasted wild boar with a honey glaze. There was buttered steak, which seemed to be dripping with meat juices. There were roasted carrots, green beans, and onions. To drink, there were many bottles of wine on every table. David had thought he'd become used to the large meals he now ate as a royal, and he had known there would be a lot of food today, because they had so many guests at the wedding. But he still couldn't believe the piles and piles, and plates and plates of food here today.

Snow smiled at him as they sat down at the front of the dining room, with the dwarves and Red following close behind. They all quickly washed their hands in the bowls of soap and water next to their empty plates, so they would be ready to eat. As the rest of the guests began to fill the dining room, the head chef suddenly came rushing toward Snow and David. Apparently they weren't ready to eat, after all. "Oh, I'm so sorry, Prince James and Princess Snow White," he shook his head so violently his chef hat fell off. "I know we had discussed having clams as part of the menu today, but for some reason the ones we received were spoiled! I did my best to fill the rest of the menu but..." the man was beginning to panic so much he couldn't talk anymore.

"Theodore," Snow said as gently as she could to the middle – aged man. "Take a deep breath and calm down. It's fine. Clams would have been nice, but we have plenty of food as it is. And we appreciate you not wanting to serve the clams if they were spoiled."

"But this is a royal wedding feast!" Theodore protested. "And seafood is supposed to be our most important course in this kingdom, because we're so close to the sea."

Snow smiled at the man. "Theodore, I think most of our guest will simply enjoy the food we have available. And I may be a royal, but I certainly don't mind. Don't forget, I've spent the last few years living in the forest. Sometimes I ate well, but there were many times were chimera even sounded good to me," she laughed. "Everything here looks wonderful to eat. You did a wonderful job."

Theodore looked at David to see if he agreed with his wife. (David had to admit, he still got quite a thrill from that idea. Snow was his wife, and everyone knew it!) "Yes, Theodore, the food looks wonderful."

Theodore sighed in relief and picked up his hat and left the room.

Grumpy sighed the chef left. "So can we eat now?" he asked impatiently, already reaching for a big, juicy steak.

"Of course, Grumpy," Snow smiled. Her brothers had such a big appetite. Doc, Sneezy, Sleepy, and Dopey all began piling food on their plates as well. Happy and Bashful chose to fill their special dwarf mug's full of drink, which was placed in front of his seat just for each of them.

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David enjoyed a piece of roasted wild boar glazed with honey, a piece of bread with butter, several buttered carrots, and some grapes. He also had a glass of red wine in a crystal goblet. Sometimes he still felt slightly guilty for eating so much in the royal palace, but David reminded himself that there was plenty of food for everyone here, as none of their many guests seemed to be going without food. And he should enjoy his wedding feast.

Snow certainly did. David smiled to himself as she wrapped her luscious lips around another strawberry. He was eager to press those lips to his own soon. They would probably taste especially sweet, with the honey – glazed wild boar she'd also eaten, as well as the many strawberries, blueberries, and grapes that had passed her lips.

Finally, everyone finished the feast, and to David's relief, it was quite obvious there was no one hungry here. Snow's dwarf "brothers" even had two helpings each, in between congratulating them and drinking merrily from their mugs. With that, everyone began to return to the ballroom for dancing.

David happily took Snow's hand for the first dance on the ballroom floor. Meanwhile the harpists and lute players set up their instruments in the center of the room, where Snow and David had stood for their wedding. The dancing he was expected to do tonight was far more complicated than what he used to do in the village, but Snow had tutored him and said he was a natural. David supposed he was a natural at doing anything that involved having Snow wrapped in his arms, and for some reason, his feet moved easily to make the complex pentagram.

David smiled as her pulled Snow close to his chest, loving the feeling of her warm body in his hands again. As the music started, his feet moved with Snow's almost automatically. He brought his lips to hers as they danced, noticing she tasted even better than he expected tonight. Snow smiled at him as they parted, neither of them caring that everyone was staring as they kissed. David had always thought royals were cold and aloof, but he'd never found his Snow to behave that way; whether they were in public or not, she responded enthusiastically to all of his kisses and touches. So they continued exchanging kisses throughout their dance. Once or twice they got so lost in the wonderful, amazing kisses that they'd almost forgotten they were supposed to be dancing.

"When will the honeymoon be?" Snow whispered, as they drew apart after a particularly long, deep kiss.

"Soon," David whispered back, thinking how good she must taste on other parts of her body. "But we can't leave all of our friends and family now, Snow."

"I know," Snow sighed, and nuzzled her nose on his chest again. He returned the gesture by nuzzling her hair at the same time. Why did she have to smell so good?

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After their first dance, everyone else began dancing as well as they all enjoyed the music being played in the center of the room. Snow danced with each of her brothers, smiling and laughing that they were all so happy. Even Grumpy, who seemed to scowl and grumble at everything ever since David met him, laughed as he danced with Snow tonight. David loved how big Snow's heart was toward everyone she cared about. His Snow didn't even mind how many times Sneezy said "ah – choo" or that Bashful preferred to dance in the corner.

While Snow danced with her brothers, David danced with Red. "Thank you for all the help you've given us in the war between George and the Evil Queen," he told her, remembering all the times she'd attacked their enemies, especially in her wolf form.

Red smiled. "I'd do anything to make Snow happy, Prince James. She's one of the only people who has accepted me for who I was right from the beginning. And you've given her more joy then I've ever seen. And I know how happy she was to take back her mother's kingdom, as well. Of course I helped." She laughed as she accidently stepped on her red dress and her brown hair lost some of its pins. David laughed along with her.

Snow smiled and finished her dance with Dopey, bowing as she did so. Then she immediately dashed toward David again. David smiled and eagerly took her hand, happy to have another dance with her as the harpist played in the background.

They finished another dance, which of course included many kisses as well as having their arms wrapped around each other and their feet creating the pentagram shape. As Snow picked up a goblet of wine, she saw her old nursemaid, a middle – aged blonde woman named Johanna. "Congratulations, Snow," Johanna said with a big smile, patting her princess's hand. "Your mother would be so proud of you today. Marrying a noble prince," Johanna paused and nodded approvingly at David. "And taking back your mother's kingdom from the Evil Queen. You've become the woman she wanted you to be."

Snow's eyes lit up at Johanna's words, but she sighed all the same. "Are you certain?" she asked hesitantly. She was probably thinking of all the years she'd lived as an outlaw.

David immediately wrapped his arms around his wife from behind and whispered. "None of that was your fault. You know that." He kissed her ear as he finished talking, making sure she didn't spill the goblet of wine she was still holding.

Snow nodded and smiled back at Johanna, who seemed to be a little surprised at how affectionate he and Snow were. But the woman still smiled back her old charge and replied. "Yes, Snow, I am certain your mother would be proud of you today." David wrapped his arm around her again, knowing how much it hurt that her mother couldn't share this day with them. Snow's mother had never even met David.

David's mother was dead as well, and the pain was still fresh, as Ruth had been dead for less than a year. But at least Snow had met his mother and they knew she'd approved of their relationship. Of course, David knew she would, considering how much his mother believed in true love. He glanced at Snow's ring, smiling again at how perfect it looked on her finger. True love follows this ring wherever it goes his mother had said, and it had.

David swallowed the lump in his throat as he remembered the small wedding ceremony they'd had for his mother before she died. Lancelot performed the ceremony, instructing him and Snow to drink from the chalice and advised them to keep their love "strong, true, and eternal." David's mother had died with a smile on her face. At least that was something.

David forced his mind back to the present as Snow leaned against him with his arm still wrapped around her. "Thank you, Johanna," Snow replied, finally accepting her nursemaid's words about her own mother. Then she swallowing her wine, and leaving enough left over to create a glistening effect on her lips. David decided he had to kiss them right then.

"Are you certain you don't wish to live in the palace with us, Johanna?" Snow asked when they finished kissing again.

Johanna laughed. "I think you already have a good – sized court, Snow with all those dwarves, Jiminy Cricket, that young lady and her grandmother, and who knows who else!" David smiled as he watched those "court members" or "family" as he and Snow usually called them continued dancing to the lute. Red was dancing with Grumpy; Happy, Sneezy and Dopey were seemed to be dancing merrily without a partner; even Granny was dancing with Doc.

"Johanna, you know very well the palace has plenty of room for one more," Snow told her firmly. "Come live with us."

But Johanna shook her head. "I see you're just as stubborn as you were as a child, Snow, but I can be stubborn as well. Seriously, I'm happy living where I am, in my little cottage. And the herbal cures I provide help a lot of people who can't afford fancy doctors or find favors with fairies. But you must visit me sometimes, Snow. With Prince James as well."

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It was dark outside when Snow and Charming loaded the things they would need to spend a week in the Summer Palace. Some food. Not too many clothes, naturally, but Snow had decided to bring a few nightgowns in addition to the traveling clothing she was wearing. She was also bringing her archery equipment and an outfit that fit perfectly for that. Some of their knights, not to mention their coachman, hadn't understood and tried to talk her out of it.

"Snow, you don't need to worry about enemies anymore, remember?" said one of her faithful white knights as she picked up her bow and arrow. "We'll never have to worry about King George or the Evil Queen again."

"Yes, I know," she had replied. "That's not why I'm bringing these with me."

Then there was the coachman, who told her that she had a "prince to protect her if it became necessary."

Her Charming rolled his eyes and burst out laughing at that. His chuckling made him look even sexier than he normally did in his brown leather jacket. "Of course I'd protect her, but I'm sure you know Snow is perfectly capable of protecting herself as well." Snow kissed him in response as she placed her archery equipment in the carriage, right next to Charming's broadsword. She supposed even though she'd fought just as much as everyone else to "take back their kingdom," there were some people who weren't willing to accept a woman was capable of fighting. They'd have to get used to it because Snow had no intention "staying in the background," just because she'd married a man who was excellent with a sword.

Of course, Snow knew they didn't have to worry about fighting battles anymore, and they certainly didn't need to worry about it on their honeymoon, anyway. The real reason why she was bringing her bow and arrow was the same reason she knew Charming had brought his sword. He found watching her practice archery incredibly sexy and arousing. After all, her Charming had complimented the way she looked as she shot an arrow and her extreme satisfaction when she hit her target many times. And then he always followed that compliment with some intense kisses. It was no different than her reaction to Charming with a sword. There was nothing better than watching him whip his sword around with his strong, muscular arms and watch his feet move in time with his opponent. Just the thought of it made Snow salivate with longing.

Yes, they would definitely practice with their weapons on their honeymoon, Snow thought as she stared at Charming's sword again. Then she climbed into the carriage next to her husband, smelling the leather on his jacket as she sat close to him. From the background, Snow could hear the fairies setting off the fireworks to end the wedding celebration, but she didn't care about that. The only thing she wanted was to get to her honeymoon as soon as possible.

She gave Charming another kiss, full of anticipation. She let her tongue brush his and enjoyed exploring his mouth again.

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When the carriage finally arrived at the Summer Palace, Snow jumped out and nearly ran to the door. It had been so long since she'd been here, but she was eager to create more happy memories in this palace. She knew her parents would want that for her. Charming laughed again as he caught up with her, once again making him appear sexier than he already did. "Hold on, Snow. You can't go in without me. I have to carry you over the threshold, remember?" With that, Charming picked her up in his strong arms, covering her face with delightful little kisses as he did so. Then he opened the door and carried her inside.

The coachman proceeded to bring all their items inside while Snow looked around. Luckily the moon was almost full tonight, so some light shone through the windows. The Summer Palace hadn't been used in many years, so Snow wasn't surprised to see plenty of cobwebs. Yet, someone had managed to cover some of the bigger furniture with sheets, so they were protected. Still, Snow remembered what a wonderful hide – a – way this Palace had once been for her parents and their family. It would be used for the same thing again for their new family. Snow smiled at her certainly and realized that Charming's optimism was obviously rubbing off on her.

Speaking of which…as the coachman left, Snow walked right up to her husband and began rubbing herself against him provocatively. "Are you ready?" she asked him as she began kissing him and inhaling his scent again. She started with the scar on his chin and then moved to his jaw line and then under his neck and then back to his chin again.

Snow almost felt Charming's eyes burned with arousal as he looked at her, and his manhood moved against her under their clothes. "Definitely," he replied. "Where are the beds?"

"Upstairs," Snow replied as she took off his leather jacket, running her hands over him as she did so. "By why not just stay here?" She gestured around what was once a small sitting chamber, complete with several chairs that were covered with white sheets. "I don't need a bed, Charming; I just need you." She kissed the side of his face, right underneath his ear.

"I need you, too Snow, but this is our wedding night. For real. Let's do this right." With that, Charming picked her up again and began carrying her up the stairs, giving her hair little kisses and nuzzles as he went. Snow sighed and smiled against his chest. She really didn't want to wait, but Charming's patience had a way of making her feel even more special, even as it frustrated her.

Charming brought her into the first bedchamber on the left. The small window in the corner of the room allowed a sliver of moonlight which shone right on the white bed with white sheets. He carefully set her on the bed, and began taking off her own jacket, much too slowly again. Then he moved on to her silk blouse, pausing to give her short kisses everywhere. Finally reaching her corset, he began carefully untying each string, slowly stroking her back with his hands as he went.

"Charming!" Snow complained, getting quite tired of the way he was dragging everything out.

"I love you, Snow," he replied giving her bare back a few kisses which made Snow tingle with goosebumps. Finally he pulled the darn corset off. Honestly why had she started wearing those again? They were obviously more trouble than they were worth.

As soon that was finished, Snow immediately grabbed Charming's pants and pulled them down. She was getting tired of waiting. As she finished, she stroked his firm manhood a few times, and Snow loved the way it made Charming moan.

Charming sighed and finally pulled her skirt down, revealing her naked form. He placed her back on the bed and began rubbing his wonderful hands up and down her body again.

"Charming!" Snow complained, once again wondering when they would get to the main event. "Take off your shirt," she commanded, stroking his silk white shirt at the same time.

Charming grinned and did so. "You know, I just realized, it's a really good thing we don't have to worry about you bleeding, with the white sheet and all," he commented as he threw his shirt on the floor somewhere and Snow admired his bare chest in the moonlight.

"I suppose so," Snow replied running her hands up and down his chest and playing with the hair she felt there.

"I'll never forget how surprised I was that you didn't bleed on our real wedding night," Charming laughed, once again making himself look so sexy Snow couldn't stand it.

She pushed him flat onto the bed and climbed onto of him and gave him a deep kiss. When they came up for air, she laughed as well, running her hands through his sandy – blond hair. "You were so sweet, all prepared to make it easy for me with the bleeding, though."

Charming began fondling her breasts and covering her face with little kisses. "Well, I'd been told that what happened with virgin women. And I hated the thought of causing you pain, but I thought it was unavoidable. And then," he laughed again "Nothing. If I didn't know better, I'd think you weren't a virgin, but of course I'd never think that."**

"It a mystery," Snow agreed, laughing as well. Suddenly David flipped her over so she was under him and pushed himself in. She wrapped herself around him, pulling him closer. Snow loved the feeling of him moving inside her. She moaned in contentment and kissed him. "I love you Charming," she told him again.

"I love you, Snow," he replied kissing her and continuing to move inside her. It felt so perfect.

They moved together, touching, kissing, and loving for several more minutes before Snow felt something build within her. All at once, she felt as if she was soaring out of her body. When she came back, Charming twitched and filled her with his essence.

"That was wonderful," Snow told him giving him another kiss. "A perfect wedding night."

"I'm glad," he replied tenderly stroking her hair as they laid together side – by – side. "But don't forget, we have a whole week for our honeymoon. And then an eternity of being together."

"I can't wait," Snow smiled, as she rested her head on his shoulder. What could be better than an eternity of being married to Charming?

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Their wonderful honeymoon continued all week. They had lazy days where they spent the whole day in bed. They had deep conversations about the loss of all their parents and how that affected their lives. They dreamed of the amazing family they would have soon, each agreeing they wanted to have several children. And they made love, over and over again. In the early morning sunlight. In the moonlight.

Being the adventurous couple that they were, they also explored new ways of making love.

One afternoon, after Snow returned from having a snack, she found the chamber completely empty. For a moment, Snow panicked, picturing King George or the Evil Queen had taken her Charming, and her heart began to thump louder than a drum. Then she quickly remembered that their enemies weren't a problem anymore and they would never have such problems again. So where was Charming? If he was anywhere in the room she would have heard him by now. And he couldn't have come downstairs or she would have seen him when she came back up. So Snow walked through the hallway of the Summer Palace, looking in corners full of cobwebs and empty chambers. She had to admit, searching for Charming was fun. Snow pictured the kiss she would attack him with when she finally found him, and her heart began to thump loudly for a very different reason.

Then in the bedchamber at the end of the hall, Snow heard some deep breathing behind the door. Excited, she rushed to that spot, and found Charming, standing there with a huge, smug grin on his face. "I found you!" she told him, sounding just as smug as he looked.

"I knew you would," Charming told her, laughing. Snow immediately wrapped herself around him and attacked him with the kiss she planned earlier. As they kissed, they began quickly removing what little clothing they were still wearing. "Finding each other" always gave each other an adrenaline rush and a deep desire for affection. Right now, that was easily turning into extreme arousal for both of them.

"This was – kiss – such a….mmmm… great idea, Charming," she told him as he pushed himself inside her and began thrusting against the large door.

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Another day, Snow found some rope and tied her husband to the bed while she had her way with him. Later, Charming turned the tables and did the same with her.***

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Snow and Charming had always enjoyed the forest as well. So they enjoyed picnics outside which, naturally led to love – making afterwards. They also used their weapons to their advantage.

"I know how sexy you find watching me do archery, Charming," Snow commented one day as she dressed in her leather jacket she knew he found quite appealing. Then she picked up her bow and arrow. "I wonder how long it will take before you insist on having your way with me," she smirked as she went outside.

A Snow expected, a few moments later, her Charming had followed her to the edge of the forest near the palace. Unfortunately he was also wearing that drop – dead sexy brown leather jacket and carrying his broadsword. "I wonder how long it will take before you insist on having your way with me," he commented, as his eyes twinkled with mischief. With that, he began waving the sword around, fighting an imaginary opponent. Snow stared, fascinated with how his arms moved under all that leather, before she reminded herself of the challenge.

She immediately fitted her bow with an arrow and aimed it at a tree far in the distance. Nothing could stop the feeling of pride she felt as Snow hit her target dead – on, just as she always did. She paused and grinned, particularly as she sensed Charming was staring at her. But as she turned to try to catch him in the act, he was already waving his sword around again expertly. His feet also moved subconsciously to hit his imaginary target perfectly. He was magnificent, and just as important was the reason why Charming was a good at sword fighting. He wasn't looking for glory; he believed in protecting people from villains, bullies, and other unwanted attackers.

But Snow quickly returned to her archery, as she reminded herself of their challenge. She fitted another arrow, enjoying the way her favorite weapon felt in her hands, and shot. It whizzed by and hit the tree perfectly again.

As she fitted another arrow, she realized her Charming had decided to play dirty. He was practicing his fencing several feet front of her, so she had no choice but to watch how sexy he was. Snow stared, mesmerized, as his strong arm waved the sword around and his feet kept exactly the right position. The way he grinned at her certainly didn't help matters, either. And she'd always enjoyed the way his sandy hair turned blond in the sunlight.

Enough was enough. Suddenly Snow threw her bow and arrow on the ground, admitting defeat of their little game. Charming laughed and did the same, and with that, Snow attacked her husband with kisses.

"I love the leather on you, Charming," Snow commented. She ran her hands all over his brown leather jacket, inhaling the masculine scent. "But I think you look better without it." She took off his brown leather jacket and his silk shirt at the same time. "Actually I think you look best without any clothing on at all." She paused to admire the way his muscles moved in the sunlight and then began covering his chest with kisses.

Charming smiled and reached up to take off Snow's leather jacket as well. "What do you, know? I completely agree. You look incredibly sexy with the leather jacket on, but better without anything on."

With that, he took off her blouse, stroking her breasts as he did so. Snow moaned at his touch. When he replaced his hands with his wet mouth, Snow's moans became even louder.

"Charming!" Snow complained, wondering why he hadn't taken off the rest of their clothing yet. She reached over and pulled down his pants.

Charming laughed and pulled down her skirt fondling her butt as he did so. Then he pushed her gently onto the soft grass, where she felt the wind blowing on her skin. Snow enjoyed the feeling of being right in the middle of nature again for a second, before Charming laid on top of her, and she decided being in the middle of him was far better.

She wrapped herself around him as he thrusted into her and covered her face with kisses at the same time. Snow ran her fingers through his sandy hair and began kissing the blond tips. "I love you, Charming," she told him.

"Love you, Snow," he whispered back, still thrusting and kissing. She felt something build inside her as he kissed a particularly sensitive spot on her neck. As he kept kissing, Snow eventually exploded and so did he.

She smiled as they finally came back, looking at the sun shining through the trees and feeling the grass on her skin. It was another magical moment with her Charming, and Snow looked forward to an eternity of such moments.

*I realize Rumplestiltskin forgetting an important ingredient of his Dark Curse is a bit out of character, but I needed a reason why the Curse wasn't cast in this universe, and yet everything from when Snow and Charming met up to the formal wedding was still canon. (Including the fact that Regina wasn't killed.) If you are interested, in my head, Rumple will eventually realize that Bae is in Neverland, not the Land Without Magic. Therefore, he can use Jefferson's Hat to reunite and rescue his son, rather than needing the Curse. If you wish to believe that Regina will be redeemed by falling in love with Robin, you are welcome to believe that as well. But this story isn't going to feature either of those characters.

**I've read that certain things, such as riding horses aside (like we've seen Snow do) and certain exercises (like some of the high kicks she's done in self –defense), will eliminate a woman's hymn, so my headcanon is she didn't have one when she lost her virginity. But I don't think David or Snow knew enough about that kind of thing to know that (or have anyone else tell them).

***I'm not going to do write that scene out, because I don't think I could do it justice. But if you want to read a well – written (and in character) Snowing bondage scene, I suggest you try "Ties of the Heart" by Misscam. It's on my favorites page.

Okay, I know we all say it but I mean it. I need reviews to write this story, so I know what works and what doesn't, and what readers have questions about. It is particularly important for this one, because this is the first time I am attempting to write a multi – chapter story in the M – rated section.

Even if you don't wish to read the rest of this (rather angsty) story, I'd appreciate a review for this chapter.