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Note: Each chapter will be named after a song or a lyric. The first was "Another shot of whiskey" from Lady Antebellum's "Need You Now" and this chapter's title is taken from Avril Lavigne's "I'm With You."

2. I'm With You.

"Hi."

"Hi."

"Hi." Mary-Margaret half swooned lost in his eyes but, a well- timed snort from Ruby brought her back down to Earth. "Do you want…? I mean would you like to?"

"Marry her?" Ruby giggled though; absurdly David didn't seem completely perturbed by the idea.

"Sit with me?"

"Love to." Before she knew it he was beside her and extending a hand.

"David Nolan, Vet tech."

"I know. Nice to finally meet you."

"Likewise, Miss Blanchard."

Hearing him call her "Miss Blanchard" in such a husky and assured way made her blush. Granted she had admired him from afar and had one very nice phone call arranging a school visit to the clinic two weeks ago but, she had unfortunately, been struck down with a cold and could not go.

Fate had worked against them it seemed. Until now.

"Mary-Margaret. Please. I'm not in school now." She laughed and shook his hand and for some inexplicable reason felt her fingers softly brush his palm. A spark. Brief and from the smile on his beautiful face mutual. Mary-Margaret lets go.

"Thank you for the drink."

"I figured you earned it. After fighting so gallantly for the first one." He smirked cheekily the navy flannel material of his shirt riding up slightly exposing his toned abs for a second.

"You heard that?!"

"I did I'm sorry."

"Oh GOD!" Her head went automatically down and she raised her hands over her face to cover her embarrassment. "I must have looked like quite the sight."

"No." Suddenly soft hands were pulling hers gently into his and not breaking away.

"No. You were stunning."

"Oh give me a break." "Guys like you always say that."

"Guys like me?" He replies with a perplexed look and a hint of a laugh.

"You know." She paused smiling shyly.

"No, I don't."

Silence.

"I don't."

"Tell me?" He prods sweetly.

"No." She quickly states and breaks away from him dashing through the door not waiting around to see his reaction.

"Mare? What the hell just happened?" Ruby stands open-mouthed having gone to the back for a minute only to catch her best friend fleeing mid-progress.

"I have no idea. But, I plan on finding out." In a flash he was gone after her.

"Go Charming. Go get your Snow."

It was raining and she was walking fast (she couldn't run) and heading for the safety of her apartment. Soaked to the brim with a mixture of rain and irrational tears she longed for the warmth of a hot shower, where she could shield herself from the heartbreak of men. A Corner of Solitude where she could never be hurt even if… Even if he didn't deserve it. He didn't deserve it. He didn't deserve her. She was the virgin schoolteacher who people played around with and then put back like an unloved toy.

Unworthy. She was unworthy.

She walks for several steps more until she feels someone coming up behind her. There is no time to act, she just turns and strikes.

"Agh."

"OH MY GOD DAVID." She rushes over to him and helps him up horrified by the blood on his chin. The scar because it will no doubt. A permanent reminder of her on his skin.

"Are you ok?" She says wiping the blood away with a now sodden tissue she yanked from her purse. "What were you doing out here?"

"Running after you." He states protectively while placing an arm around her.

"Why do you care so much?" She gasps happily astounded.

"Suppose I like being hit in the face by you." He counters leaning into her.

That's it. All it takes for Mary-Margaret to tenderly stroke his face and crash her lips against his. Standing firm on tiptoes arms are confidently wrapped around each other's necks as he angles and deepens the kiss. He lifts her up and spins her slightly as he feels the elated woman smile into it. Before they finally come back down. Breathless.

"My apartment… MA! Is this way." She manages to flay her arms in an aimless attempt at the right while still peppering hot kisses on his lips. I have a First Aid kit for your MA… Face."

"Lead the way."

…...

A few minutes later after hastily putting the keys in the door of her apartment and ushering David in she's dashing to the bathroom and hunting for the kit.

"Nice place."

"Thanks. Uh make yourself at home."

Where was the damn thing! Ugh. The first wonderful guy she has ever met is in there, scarred because of her and she cannot even find the "AHA!"

"Got it."

"Ha. Great."

"One sec. DON'T DIE ON ME OK?" She jokes.

"I won't."

Promise?"

"I promise."

…...

She took precisely three minutes to spritz some perfume everywhere applicable and grab two towels and fix her hair which had gone wild with the mix of rain and passion filled kisses.

"Right. Let's check out my disastrous handiwork." She motioned for him to sit with her as she opened the box.

"Does it hurt?" She asked before cleaning the area with a wipe and adding antiseptic gel and a Band-Aid.

"A little." He winced.

"I'm so sorry I don't even know what I was thinking?"

"It's alright."

"You must think I'm crazy."

"I think you're bold."

"Stop."

"Bold and beautiful." This causes her breathing to become shallow as he kisses her again parting his lips slightly to admire every part of the vision before him then finally says: "Why? Why did you run?"

It would have been easy for Mary-Margaret to make something up, feign innocence and blame naivety but, the truth of it was she knew exactly why and it scared her. The truth scared her.

"Because you're perfect or at least the most perfect man I have ever met. Do you realise you're the first man whose ever bought me a drink because they liked what they saw and not just the array of hotness around? I ran because you're hot and sexy and funny and charming and so out of my league." She joyfully babbles.

"And when I kissed you I felt like I could fly. Like my silly little life could all go to hell because I was with the guy I was crazy about."

"And now I've bared my soul to a beautiful stranger who I'll never see again." She laughs and cries at herself.

"Oh I want to see you again." He says insistently brushing their noses together so they are close once more.

Hearing the storm outside she sighs: If he leaves now he'll definitely get drenched and she knows he lives at least fifteen minutes away from this apartment as she's seen him around. Its 11:00pm at night she can't let him go out in a storm. He'll catch his death.

"Well I guess I better be heading home." He replies in a half wistful but, honest sigh as he rubs her tears away and kisses her cheek sweetly,

"No."

"No?"

"Yes. I mean "No" because it's storming like a bitch outside and despite my previous actions to the contrary I do not want you to die of hypothermia. And I want…" Mary-Margaret continues with her lips. "Stay."

David responds eagerly wrapping her around him as she relieves him of his wet coat and throws it on the floor. She places long and languid kisses on his lips which causes both their lips to swell. He kisses her bare neck and assists her in taking off that pretty fuchsia cardigan he's become fond of while watching in awe as the rest of her clothes fall away in several minutes' worth of pleasure so that all that's left is a sheer violet bra and panties.

"You're beautiful." He says causing her to smile as she presses one last kiss on him before he stops her.

"This is so… wow but, I need you to know before we go any further, that I haven't done this before with anyone. I never even got close."

Oh her heart is on fire and she kisses him so very softy before drawing him up and whispering. "It's just you." "Only you…."

"We have to… stop…." Mary-Margaret gasps but, still finds herself undoing his shirt and tossing it aside so only his firm toned chest is visible.

"Wh…" He says puzzled as to why she's still worshipping him if she wants to stop.

"Nononono Noono." I don't want to stop. I don't want to stop. I never want to stop…. Mmm… I just want to be with you properly. In my room. IN MY BED… Now…."

Though, her words are thin and breathy the intent and desire is clear. So she's overjoyed when he lifts her up in a standing position and they crash against the diner wall kissing thoroughly before he carries her upstairs.

"This is your room." David states tenderly.

"Hmm." She hums into the crook of his neck as he lightly bites her lips and lowers her down onto the pearl white sheets. They will be stained with red by the time they are finished. Pain and pleasure mixed into them. He isn't sure he can stomach the thought of causing her pain even after less than three hours of truly knowing this woman. This Angel. He wants to protect her but, he wants her so badly. She's his Achilles Heel.

"I don't want to hurt you." He breathes while slowly placing kisses on her inner thigh and listening to the noises she makes.

"You're not. You're… Ahh… Not." David's mouth is skimming past the thin panties and straight to her area.

"I… need to kiss you right now."

He does not listen. David is too busy teasing her underwear down and letting it fall to the bedroom floor.

"I NEED TO KISS YOU RIGHT NOW." She virtually commands causing him to stop his exploration and come back to her. Mary-Margaret pulls him into a chaste kiss with one arm while the other helps him fumble with his jeans and underwear until they too are discarded.

"I can't believe we've never done this before!"They both chant against each other.

"I should have asked you out the first time I saw you."

"Six months ago." She remembers fondly. David and his mother had moved here to Storybrooke after the death of her brute of a husband and her other son in a car crash. She brought them a basket of muffins to welcome them into town.

"I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you. I wanted to be I just didn't know how." Drawing light circles on David's chest and then moving to nervously take hold of his manhood.

"You're here now. Mary-Margaret."

"Yes?" She replies with a devilish smirk.

"Are you on the pill?"

"Yes. I went to the doctor last week… I thought I'd end up making some spontaneous mistake with my date."

"Thank GOD."

She gives him a faux hurt look.

"Oh. No I didn't mean that. I just meant thank god you're here with me."

Musical laughter erupts from the newly-qualified teacher. "Baby, I'm kidding…"

"You're soo funny." He says taking the opportunity to capture her lips while grazing a finger against her tense muscles.

"Oh David…."

This makes her giddy he realises so he puts a finger fully inside of her drawing it slowly in and out as he feels his partner build against him.

"David… David…. I want you… Oh I need you… Please." She begs on the verge of euphoric tears.

"If I do this. It will hurt. But, I promise you I will make it go away as quickly as I can."

"I trust you." She beams as David pours all the love he can into one final kiss before he enters his lover.

It feels strange for both of them. He barely registers being in her before he is checking on her well-being.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah…" It's pained and he's instantly remorseful peppering kisses all over her while he grinds against her.

She stops for a minute to admire this man. This knight who smiled so brightly at her after buying her a drink, talking to her and in his own way saving her from her own self doubt expecting nothing in return. Here he is pleasuring her. Loving her. The pain stops and she starts to lift herself up pushing him gently down so she is in control.

"Darling." Stroking David's mesmerised face firmly and confidently. "My turn."

…...

Hours later they are wrapped in each- other's warm embrace under the covers. The sheets are clean and crisp (Mary-Margaret after much protest from David pulled the bloody sheets away from him and threw them in the washer before padding swiftly back to him) and she's leaning against his chest like she has been doing it for a lifetime.

"What are you thinking?" He asks propping his head.

"One-night stands are fun."

He turns into her fully kissing her again and realising he could do this forever.

"Yeah? What are you really thinking?" He responds huskily desire thick within his voice.

"Six months was too long."

"And… I don't want this to be a one- time thing."

"You sure know how to make a guy feel special don't you Snow?"

"Who's Snow?"

"Snow White. You remind me of her."

"Thank you." She presses a kiss against his knuckles.

"Thank you." Mary-Margaret says over and over in kisses and caresses.

Yes she knows how to make him feel special as he knows just how to make her happy and hey, its Saturday they have a whole weekend to find all the new ways to do that.

Hi everyone, wow that was steamy! I have never written a fully explicit love scene like that before so please forgive me if you think it inaccurate or just plain hate it. I want to tell the story of two young adults who meet without curses and see where there relationship takes them. I know they slept together without dating or even marriage and some may disagree which your within your rights to and I respect that but, it is really an "I've loved you from afar" story. There is no curse but, you will see your favourites. Emma will feature but, not for a while yet but, she's coming in my mind. Baby's coming in several chapters and several years into their relationship. Thank you for your reviews and follows. Stick with me and I promise I'll give them what they deserve.