Foever yours - M rated Will/Emma one shots that tie in with my fic 'flaws and all'

Rating - M (ie, contains more than a mention of sex)

Characters - Will and Emma

A/N -One shot requested by Fidgetym "The first time making love after a miscarriage can be really intense. You can write something very sweet, angsty and healing . . .and a little smutty." Set somewhere in the time between Chapters 14 and 15.

Reviews/concrit are always loved. And I'm from the UK, so if anything American is not quite right, please let me know and I'll fix it.

Will was surprised to feel Emma climb on top of him and force his lips open with her tongue for two reasons, the first being that she was never this forward, she never started anything, and secondly, they hadn't done anything remotely intimate in the time since she'd lost the baby.

"Emma" Will managed to detach his lips from his wife's as her hands began frantically tugging at the button on his jeans. "Emma please."

"I want this Will" she told him as he took hold of her wrists, moving them from his waistband.

Will sighed, he wasn't sure if he was ready, but he'd promised himself that he'd do anything to make Emma feel better, and if this was what she wanted he wasn't going to stop her. "At least let's take this upstairs"

Emma nodded "okay."

She threw herself at him almost as soon as the door closed. "Please Will" she begged.

Will nodded and before he knew it she'd undressed both of them and was lying beneath him on the bed. "Are you sure about this?" he asked, waiting for her to nod before he slipped inside her. It was nothing like the sex they usually had. Tonight Will was rough and frantic, almost as if he was using sex as a tool to release all his pent up emotion. He screwed his eyes shut as he tried to block out everything, the constant thoughts that he'd failed Emma, that he'd not protected her and their child like a good husband should, that this was somehow his fault.

Emma's eyes were screwed shut as she tried to stop tears spilling from her glassy eyes, she knew loosing this baby had hurt Will just as much as it had hurt her. She'd hurt him by not keeping their baby safe She was a councillor, she knew it wasn't good to hide how you were feeling, and she was determined to make Will express his feelings somehow, since the day they'd talked in her car, the first time she'd seen him cry, he'd almost been back to normal. Almost. To a stranger you'd never know, but Emma knew. He wasn't Will, he wasn't the man she married, he'd lost his sparkle, his energy and enthusiasm, but Emma was determined to change that.

It was only when Will heard Emma whimper, that he opened his eyes and saw the tears on her cheeks. "Oh God Emma" he stopped moving, leaning down to kiss her damp cheeks, "I'm so so sorry" It was only her hand reaching out to wipe at his own cheeks that made him realise the tears on Emma's face weren't solely her own. He leant his forehead against hers, kissing her lips as his tears continued to mix with hers. "I'm so sorry Emma" his tears were falling harder than ever now as he frantically tried to wipe them away. "I'm hurting you Em, you should have said, you should have stopped me." Will's heart was breaking at the thought of hurting his wife even more than she was already hurting.

"You've been so distant Will, I just wanted to feel close to you" Emma confessed

"I love you Emma. I always will. I'll love you if we have 80 children, I'll love you if we don't have any. I'm sorry I made you doubt that. I'm so sorry"

"I love you" Emma's voice quivered as she reached up, threading her fingers into Will's hair, guiding him down and kissing him, softly this time, just wanting to be close to the man she loved.

"Can we start again?" Will asked.

Emma nodded, "yeah, I. I'd like that"

"I love you" Will repeated, his lips meeting Emma's again, his left hand moving to gently stroke her side, before he ran his fingertips over the sensitive skin beneath her breast. "So beautiful" Will sighed, kissing along Emma's jaw, pausing to flick his tongue into the hollow where her neck met her shoulders before moving his attention to her breasts. He felt Emma buck her hips slightly beneath him and began so move his own hips, slowly this time. He never wanted to hurt her again. "Oh Emma" he groaned, he couldn't get close enough, not whilst he had to use one hand to support himself, one hand that was quickly going numb. He wrapped his free hand around Emma's waist, pulling her upwards as he moved to sit on the bed, Emma sat on top of him, her legs around his waist.

"Will" Emma whispered, burying her head in his shoulder as she felt her eye fill with tears again. "it hurts"

Will froze, "I'm sorry Emma, We can stop."

"No" she whispered, "it hurts here" she leant back slightly and placed her hand on her chest.

"I know Em" Will whispered, allowing her to sob into his shoulder, "tell me what I can do" he begged, "tell me how I can make it better."

"Love me" she groaned into his shoulder, "please just love me."

"Always" Will promised, "I'll always love you Emma"

"Then, then it'll be okay" she groaned, gasping for breath as she felt her climax near, beginning to rock her hips as Will thrust into her.

"Oh God Em" Will growled, feeling her fingers dig into his shoulders, her teeth nipping against his skin failing to stop her scream as her muscles tensed briefly before beginning to spasm wildly around him, his own climax coming soon after.

He laid her back on the bed, his hands running over her flushed skin as he kissed her softly. Emma ran her finger nails lightly over Will's back, as he pulled her close. "Thank you" she whispered, dropping her head to kiss his chest, not caring that he was covered in a fine layer of sweat.

"I didn't do anything." Will was puzzled, as he rubbed a thumb over Emma's hip, a spot Emma had been surprised to find she loved being touched. She'd thought sex was all about 'private' areas, she'd never imagined i hands lightly grazing her side could make her want him so much.

"You were here" she groaned, arching into him as his other hand moved to rest on her lower back, his teeth nipping at her neck. "Will" she mumbled, pushing herself against him, "I love you" she groaned. Will smiled and allowed his hands to slip lower, "please" she mumbled, "please Will."

"What do you want?" he asked, "Tell me what you want Em, I'll make it happen."

"I want you Will. I only ever want you."

"You've got me Em, you've got me" he told her, slipping two fingers inside her waiting warmth. He curled his fingers inside her at the same time his thumb found her clit.

"Oh God Will" Emma moaned, her hips bucking wildly from the bed, "Will" she groaned loudly, needing release just as much as she never wanted him to stop. "Please" her breaths were coming in short, sharp gasps, she knew she was close, and so did Will. Emma groaned in dismay as she felt his fingers slip from her body, "please" she bucked from the bed, searching for anything to finish her off.

"So beautiful" Will groaned, struggling not to explode as he watched Emma fall apart seconds after he slipped his hardened length inside her. "Okay?" he asked. Emma mumbled a response and nodded, giving Will the confidence he needed to pick up the pace, sending Emma over the edge for a third time before he collapsed, spent, beside her.

Emma curled into his side, no longer concerned about showering, "We'll be okay Will" she mumbled.

"I know we will" he agreed, confident that they'd get through it. They had to. He simply couldn't imagine a life without her.