For the Honor of Love

This is an alternate reality version of He-Man and She-Ra's full length movie, The Secret of the Sword. It is also my take on how the story should be more in tune with the theme song. Nothing is mine except parts of the plot; I make no profit from this story.

Adora felt so safe in Adam's embrace. She felt as if she were home, in a place she was meant to be. He felt so right, that Adora was transformed into someone she didn't recognize. She had always been a strong, independent woman who never really needed anyone, but now, now she craved the comfort and warmth of the embrace of the man who was currently cuddling her on his lap. Adora felt fuller, more complete than she could have every dreamed. She savored the sensation, praying it would last forever.

"Adora?" Adam asked, voice rumbling in her ear, inhaling the scent of her hair. Tingles zipped down her spine at the deep rich timbre of his voice, sparking warmth in her body.

"I'm okay, Adam." Adora whispered, burying her face in his shoulder. "This is just so new. I'm not the same person I was just a few hours ago; it will take some getting used to."

Adam pulled back, large hands cupping her face, eyes digging into hers. He was silent as his eyes darted back and forth, searching for something in hers, seeking an answer to a question that only he knew. Normally Adora would utilize her training to get out of a mind probe situation, but with Adam, she wanted to invite him in and bare her soul to him and his healing influence.

"You are the same woman, Adora; you just have had an addition to who you are." Adam soothed. "Who you are now is something that you can't change, but you can choose how you will continue."

Something deep inside her clicked, knowing that his words were true. She couldn't change that past, and she was the woman that she was now because of it, but she could alter her future and use her past to make a better life. She had a purpose now, to help liberate the people that she had helped subjugate. She sat up and took a deep breath.

"You're right Adam." She pushed her hair back, shedding her past and embracing her future.

"That's my girl." Adam smiled, his face lighting up indulgently. His arms resumed their grip around her, wrapping securely around her. Adora arched an eyebrow coyly, smiling nearly as brilliantly.

"Girl?" The arms around her flexed, pulling her imperceptivity closer to his hard body. The heat changed, becoming more intense and hotter. Adam's eyes darkened, and his jaw clenched.

"No, babe, you're all woman." Adora blinked at the rough gravel sound in Adam's voice. "And you're all mine." The heat blazed higher and Adora shivered. Adam, feeling her shiver, took advantage and claims her lips with his.

Adora arched helplessly at the electricity that arced through her body at the intimate contact, pressing her soft breasts to his solid chest. Her skin felt tight and itchy, and every touch seemed to burn her skin. Adam trailed his fingers along the outside of her thigh, making her gasp, giving him access to her mouth. His tongue was like warm, wet velvet against hers, making her entire body clench.

Adora felt like heaven in Adam's arms, her pert and taught butt grinding against his erection, her full breast and hard nipples rubbing against his chest through their clothes. She tasted even better; like liquid sunshine and erotic chocolate. It was a heady combination that short right through his defenses and filled him to the brim. No other woman could compare; Adora was home.

She was whimpering, hands scrabbling for purchase, nails raking his skin. Heat spread from the points of contact between him and her, filling him with a hunger that Adam had never felt before, even when he lost his virginity. Adora was his other half, his true completion, and he couldn't wait to have her in every way.

He drug his mouth from hers to taste the skin if her neck, savoring the light flavor. Adam felt Adora drop her head back, granting him more access. Her hands found purchase gripping his hair and the back of his neck, holding him close. He could hear her voice, but her word were incoherent, the raptured ramblings of a woman in the throws of passion. The timbre of her voice, which was naturally husky, was deeper and smokier, like a siren call to him.

Adam couldn't wait, needing her with a hunger that he couldn't, wouldn't, control. Gripping Adora firmly with one hand on her back and the other cupping the back of one of her thighs, Adam stood and moved to lay them down on the plush, springing grass of the meadow. She was pliable in his grasp, letting him place her where he wanted her, accepting him into the cradle of her body as he settled over her, opening her legs and arms wide.

He paused, taking the time to memorize the moment. The sun shining on her sunshine yellow hair, her violet-black eyes, her passion stung lips, the feel of her soft body cushioning his. Adam knew, no matter how many times they made love in the future, he would always remember this moment. Adora found out the truth, the side of goodness and light gained another champion, and Adam found the woman that had been made for him.

Adora gazed up at Adam as he blocked out the sun, the illusion of a burning halo surrounding his body. She felt the solidity of his body, the strength of his presence as he loomed above her. She longed to open herself up and tuck him into her, but at the same time she wanted to crawl up inside of him and cuddle into his warmth. He groaned, lips swooping down to press against hers, opening them to him. Adora smiled, tangling her hands into the raw silk of his hair, wanting more, knowing that she will soon be taking him into her in the most basic way possible.

They pulled apart, gasping, sucking in the cool forest air. Adam had his forehead pressed to hers, eyes locked. While there was carnal passion and hunger sliding through her body, Adora also sensed the love that was blooming inside her for this man that she had spent a handful of hours with. A handful of hours, but a lifetime of love.

"Adam?" She asked. She wasn't a virgin, but she didn't want to cheapen the moment by tumbling out in the open.

"What, love?" His eyes lightened, passion and desire clearing. They returned to their glorious blue-green, fading from their stormy ocean color they became when he was aroused. She could still feel his thick and hard bulge between her thighs, resting against her aching core. Adora's body begged to feel his sex within hers, becoming the one that they were always meant to be.

"This isn't right." She touched the side of his face, caressing the stubble of his growing beard. "Our first time shouldn't be like this."

Adam sighed and closed his eyes, obviously pulling himself together. Adora truly didn't want to stop, but she felt that doing it in a field, while being spontaneous and risqué, was cheap and tacky. She wanted their first moments and encounter to be special, romantic and private. With a growl Adam rolled off of her, plopping onto his back beside her. She squinted against the sun.

"You're right Adora." Adam flung an arm over his eyes, chest heaving. "This isn't the right place or time. But there will be."

"I know, and I want to; but not here, not like this." Adora rolled onto her side, cuddling up to him, laying her head on his chest. He removed his arm from his eyes, wrapping it around her shoulders, pulling her closer.

"I agree." Adam ran his fingers through her hair in a soothing motion. "Let's just lay here for a while before continuing on our journey."

"Sure." His body heat was lulling her to sleep, having had a bad night of sleep the night before. She was so comfortable that she let down her guard and fell into slumber. Adam chuckled lightly before Adora slipped away completely, the sound a balm to her soul.

When Adam awoke, the sun had tracked higher into the sky. He judged it to be nearing noon on the alien world, the two of them having slept about three hours. It was a paltry amount of time, but they were in the middle of a war, and they had used up their allotted luxury time for a while.

Beside him, his Angel lay curled against his side, face serene in repose. Her chest rose and fell with her breathing, lips parted ever so slightly. He longed to kiss her awake, but he knew that once he began, he wouldn't be able to stop until he had spent his seed into her. Sighing he gently shook Adora's shoulder.

"Adora, wake up." She stirred slightly, eyes fluttering. "We need to get moving and meet up with the Rebels."

"I'm up." She yawned, sitting up and pushing her hair out of her face. "Spirit?"

"He's dozing in the shade of the trees as we should have been." Adam stood and held out a hand to Adora, pulling her to her feet. "I fear the two of us got a little too much sun."

"A little sun never killed anyone." Adora shook her head, running her fingers though her hair, removing the worst of the tangles. Adam laughed as the woke Spirit, mounted him and headed out.

Adam's stomach churned as they neared the camp. He knew that the Rebels needed all the help they could get, he just hoped they were willing to accept Adora's help. He also didn't know how widely known Adora was as a Force Captain, but he feared that she was more well known than he liked.

"Adam?" Adora asked from in front of him. "Are you okay? You're tense all of a sudden."

"Just hoping that your reputation doesn't precede us." Adam laid his head on her shoulder. "The Rebels are sorely short of fighters, but I'm afraid that they may take one look at you and try to kill you."

"I don't know Adam." Adora laid her hand over his where they rested on her stomach. "I was sheltered in the Fright Zone most of my life. It has only been in recently that I've been labeled as Force Captain."

"It's Adam, and he's captured Force Captain Adora!" Bow's voice rang out as they reached the edge of the camp.

"I guess that answers that." Adam muttered as Adora reigned in Spirit, the two of them dismounting from riding the stallion bareback.

"A-Adam! Adam!" Cringer barreled into the prince, knocking him off his feet. The big cat's tongue lapped at his face, making him laugh. Adora looked on with an indulgent smile.

"Cut it out Cringer."

"I take it this is a friend of yours, darling?" Adora spoke up, petting Spirit's mane. Cringer froze, as did all the Rebels gathering around them.

"D-Darling?" Cringer asked, the crowd echoing the tigers surprise.

"Adora is my fiancé; she was only serving the Horde under one of Shadow Weavers evil spells." Adam stood and wrapped an arm around Adora's shoulder.

"But thanks to Adam, I've broken her spell." Adora leaned into him. "Now I'm on the side of the Rebellion."

Adora was relieved that the subject of her being a former Force Captain was dropped quickly once Adam had explained things, to a certain depth of truth, to Glimmer and Bow. He didn't tell them the whole story, keeping their true identities a secret, but told them enough to get them to trust that she was no longer a threat. Once Glimmer, who looked like a paint pot exploded on her and whose voice could cut through rock, and Bow, who struck her as a cocky rooster and full of hot air, gave their stamp of approval, then the rest of the Rebels treated her as a friend.

"Adora," Adam loped up to her where she was rubbing down Spirit. She stood a ways away from the other horses in the makeshift stable, not quite comfortable around the Rebels yet.

"Yes?"

"Bring Spirit and come with me." His voice was low and urgent, Cringer following on his heels. Just past the woodline, Adam spoke up.

"Queen Angella, Glimmer's mother and the rightful ruler of the Kingdom of Brightmoon, the kingdom that we are in right now was captured ten months ago." Adora cringed, remembering the campaign that Catra had led, Adora finishing up her training in the Fright Zone. The battle was sadly one sided, Brightmoon falling in just six hours despite Angella's vallient effort.

"Intelligence now says that she is being held by Hunga, queen of the Harpies of Talon Mountain. Glimmer wanted to rescue her herself, but I convinced her to let us free her."

They quickly powered up, Cringer staying behind due to logistical resaons. He-Man and She-Ra, riding SwiftWind, quickly made their way to the bleak and desolate Talon Mountain on the northern border of Brightmoon. Neither spoke much, focused on the task at hand.

Once inside the cavernous space, Adam and Adora quickly subdued the harpies that plummeted from above to harass them, keeping their swords in reserve, relying on their strength and cunning. Even Hunga, their most powerful opponent of the Harpies was no match for the two of them. Angella was bound and gagged behind the throne, a glowing collar around her neck.

"Can you remove this collar from around my neck?" Angella asked once the gag was removed, her voice the opposite of her daughters, a high pitched, almost squeal like.

"Certainly." Adam removed the collar with little effort, and power flashed around the angel winged woman, refreshing her image and restoring her power. Even with the awful voice, the queen was beautiful with her snow white wings. Her eyes were a crystalline blue, her hair pale gold compared to her daughter's gaudy pink.

Adora watched as Gimmer and Angella embraced, still in her She-Ra form. Adam stood beside her as He-Man, Spirit as SwiftWind was behind them. She felt tears in her eyes at the touching scene, wishing she could go home and meet her parents.

"You want to go home, don't you?" Adam asked softly, not wanting to draw any more attention to them.

"Yes." She replied. "With Angella back, the Rebels have a better chance of holding out. I fell as if I can leave for the time being, knowing that they are in good hands."

"Let's contact the Sorceress and head to Eternia."