Hey guys! So, this is the second and last part (Which is short, heh. XD).

To anyone who reads this, thank you. It's sad how the crossover between both movies isn't done much. Especially on such a couple.

*Redone because of content guide lines and stuff. Meh. Again.

So, please REVIEW/FAVE/FOLLOW me and this story and I'll see you whenever. So, please enjoy! Thank you! :D

And Mornings

The sun's rays shined through the window, the one curtain swayed a bit, gesturing to the sleeping couple in the small bed. Since it was cramped, the two had to squeeze in very closely. They didn't argue. In fact, it made their moment very enjoyable.

Sinbad groaned, slowly opening his eyes to see soft colors, the sun making the room easier to look at. But then, he felt a source of heat. A body. Right next to him. He looked down, his eyes sleepy as he saw a mop of brown hair splattered across his chest.

It was Belle.

The events of last night flooded his mind, bringing a warm smile to his face. He ran his hand over her bare back, relishing her soft skin against his course skin. He kissed her mop of hair. He enjoyed seeing her sleeping form, her chest going up and down slowly, in tune to her heartbeat.

Her smiling made him comfortable, being here with her made it nice and relaxing. He then wondered if the crew was on the ship or still out. Then he thought of her papa and if he was worried about her not returning to their cottage home last night. They would have to explain to him why his only daughter was out all night. And speaking of Belle . . .

She started stirring. She started waking up. And when her light brown eyes opened, they opened wide as she welcomed with a kiss. She smiled through the kind act. "Morning," he spoke husky, still tired.

"Good morning." Last night was indeed a boatload to take in. To them both, it was. But, neither had a single regret. None.

Belle scooted up and hugged his neck, giving him a long, lingering kiss. Sinbad kissed her back, deepening it. His hands traveled up her back, massaging it. Her legs moved over so she would be in his lap, and his were sitting up. They were in such a trance that Belle didn't notice that Sinbad's hands went down to squeeze her bottom.

"Ah! Sinbad!" She playfully slapped him across the chest and he laughed at her glare.

"Aw, come on, Belle. Live a little." He teased. She rolled her eyes when she moved around so she could straddle him. "I did. Last night. With you." That sent a whole new rush of desire within Sinbad. His chest puffed out and his dark brown eyes widened at her words. So soft yet full of truth.

His hands went up to cup her cheeks and kiss her with passion. She breathed in his warm scent, feeling around his chest when she stopped at his heart, just like last night. He started laying down and wrapped his arms around her, keeping her pinned. Her chest rubbed against him and he reeled in the feeling. Sparks fly through him at having her nude body blending with his. "Belle," he murmured.

"Oh, Sinbad," she murmured back.

He kissed her more until they had to part lips so they could breathe again. They laid down and Belle cuddled him like a teddy bear while he brushed her hair. "So, what happens now?"

"Well first, we should get something to eat. I'm starving!"

She laughed a bit and he kissed her forehead. He pulled out of her arms, reluctantly too, and got out to stretch his arms. Belle stared at him in wonder, watching his muscles flex under his tan skin. His eye caught her staring. "You like what you see?" She blushed and looked away, smiling guilty. He chuckled before his thumb went under her chin. He turned her around so his lips could brush up against hers. She sighed blissfully as he lifted her up more to make her mouth open more. His tongue went in, making her gasp, and he smirked against her.

"I guess a few minutes couldn't hurt," he huskily spoke as he leaned over her laying figure, his hands finding their way to her chest, rubbing her chest and such with his thumbs. She moaned, please, with a dazed smile.

"Okay, maybe an hour."

She giggled, driving him over the edge. He growled and kissed her passionately. As her hands ran through his hair, Belle's mind raced like crazy.

She never would have imagined herself being here, in bed with Sinbad and in his arms. She never would have thought a man; let alone a real, live pirate captain would fall for her the way he did. And she never imagined that her first time would be so . . . magical. Enthralling. And really hot.

He felt the exact same way. That and he was aching to do it again. Right now.

But, aren't all first times the same?

"Wait. Didn't you say you were hungry?" She asked after finally getting a chance to breathe.

"Yeah. I'm hungry for you." She smirked a bit before making a bold move. Her hands found his bottom. He looked kind of shocked when his evil smirk appeared. "See? So are you."

She laughed a bit before Sinbad covered her completely with his built-bode, his sweat, and his soul. Under golden colors and silk sheets. Their nights and mornings following this one would be the same.

But they wouldn't have it any other way.