Chapter Twenty-Four

"I had a nice time tonight," Jane spoke softly to Tarzan, linking her arm around his.

Tarzan smiled down at her. "Me too, we should do this more often,"

Tarzan had decided to take Jane out to the city and have a romantic evening together. They usually spent their weekends running errands and staying in the house; Tarzan thought it would be a nice change of pace if they went out instead. He took them to a Greek restaurant where they spent majority of the evening picking off each other's plates and feeding each other. Afterwards they went to a chocolatier shop for dessert to indulge their sweet tooth. Just their luck a winery was doing a demonstration, allowing the guests to sample some dessert wines. Various slices of cakes and many glasses later, they roamed along the streets in attempt to sober up.

The two of them fell into a silence as they wandered into a park. They'd been trying to ignore it all night, but the sexual tension between them was getting heavy. Ever since they had that conversation, the two of them have not been able to stop fantasizing about the other. However, they were both too shy to make the first move. Tonight was only making it more difficult.

Tarzan glanced down at Jane, unconsciously biting his lip. He'd been admiring her all night. Jane decided to wear a form-fitting black dress that was opaque at the top and then slowly became sheer towards the bottom. She wore her hair down as well, cascading down her back in gorgeous brown waves. And the stiletto heels were killing him. He snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him, his hand resting right on her butt.

Jane blushed but didn't protest. She looked up at him just when he had looked forward again, acting like nothing just happened. He looked so sexy with his hair pulled back into a ponytail; he looked like a real man. The fact that he was wearing a nice dress shirt and slacks only heightened her arousal. While she loved Tarzan's laid-back style, she was absolutely head over heels when he got dressed up. The man knew how to wear formal attire and he wore it quite well.

"You ready to go home?" Tarzan asked, voice husky and laced with lust.

"I'm ready if you are," Jane answered, agreeing to more than just wanting to go home.

The ride home was silent, Tarzan driving with one hand as he held Jane's with the other. It would be a while before they made it back into town, Jane wasn't sure she could last much longer.

"Pull over," she said, voice just above a whisper.

"You okay? Are you gonna be sick?"

"No, just…pull over, right over there," Jane pointed to a thicket of trees.

Tarzan did as she asked, parking his car into the shadowy forest. He started to ask her why she had him pull over when he noticed her getting out of the car, only to jump into the backseat. He raised his brows at her, clearly surprised.

Jane offered a shy smile. "You're not going to come back here with me?"

Tarzan smirked and got out of the car, quickly jumping into the backseat with Jane. Before he knew it Jane was crawling into his lap, tugging away his tie and shirt. He buried his face into the side of her neck, nipping and sucking on her skin making sure to leave red marks behind. Once Jane got his shirt opened, she ran her hands down his chest, his abs, his stomach, until she reached his belt buckle. She panted, feeling him already at attention. Tarzan carefully wrapped his hand around her neck and pulled her down for a kiss. Jane moaned in his mouth, relishing in the feeling of his calloused fingers around her neck. With his free hand, Tarzan ran his fingers across Jane panties. He groaned in appreciation, finding them fairly wet.

He pulled away from her, looking deep into her eyes. He pulled the flimsy material aside and pressed his fingers against her clit, rubbing it in circles. Jane moaned, moving her hips in time with his hand. He switched patterns, using his thumb to rub her clit up and down. He was ready to put his mouth on her, but wanted to get her all the way turned on first. He started off with something she knew she liked; he slid two fingers inside of her and almost immediately came in contact with her G-spot. He held her down while he massaged her deep inside.

Jane had her head thrown back. "Mmmm…" was all she able to say.

Using his free hand, Tarzan unzipped the back of Jane's dress, pulled it down to reveal her gorgeous, full breasts. He latched his mouth onto a mound, rolling his tongue around her pert nipple, all while still playing in her wetness.

Jane had her hand on the back of his head, aimlessly running through his hair as he suckled her. "More," she panted. "You can…suck harder,"

Tarzan groaned, doing as she asked. He was rewarded with a rather loud moan from Jane. He could feel her tightening around his fingers; he had her right where he wanted. Slowly, he stopped his ministrations and pulled his fingers from her. He marveled at how slick they were. She was more than ready. "Can I taste you?"

Jane bit her lip, nodding her head yes. Tarzan gently rolled her off him, sitting her into the seat. He made quick work of adjusting the front seats, bending them forward so they'd have more room. Once that was settled, he turned back to Jane who was trying to hide her excitement. Tarzan hiked her dress up and pulled off the lacey thong she was wearing. He kissed her along her inner thighs in attempt to get her legs to stop quivering. Jane dug her nails into the seat, letting out small sighs and pants as she anxiously waited for him to kiss her down there. She wasn't sure what to expect, it both aroused her and scared her.

"Jane?" Tarzan called to her.

She looked down at him and let out a slow breath. "I'm ready,"

Tarzan held her by her thighs, keeping a nice, firm grip. He locked eyes with her as he lowered his head and placed a kiss on her outer lips, then ran his tongue in long, slow strokes against her flesh. Jane gasped, hands burying into his hair again, arching off the seat. He held her legs apart as he mouthed her pussy, licking her slippery folds and sucking on her clit. The best part of it all was watching Jane. Her face masked in absolute pleasure and bliss, the beautiful noises she was making. He didn't have to ask but was going to anyway just to tease her. "Does that feel good?"

She didn't answer him at first, she was too busy moaning out for him. Tarzan smiled to himself, pleased that he was pleasing her. But still, he wanted an answer to his question. "Jane? Did you hear me?"

Jane huffed, pushing her hair out of her face. "Yes, yes. Don't stop, it feels so good Tarzan,"

Tarzan slithered his tongue inside her, penetrating her as deep as he could go.

"Ahh! Ooh, right there," Jane held Tarzan's head in place, bucking her hips forward. She clamped her hands down around the edge of the seat, swiveling her hips in circles. Oh my God… Jane's mind was reeling; she couldn't believe she deprived herself of pleasure for so long. She never knew how…skilled Tarzan was with his tongue. Sure, on the rare occasion when they would French kiss she would get a sample, but this…this was something entirely different. "Hnngh, Tarzan…ohmygod,"

Tarzan raked his fingertips across Jane's quivering thighs, gently coaxing her to release. He, too, was close to reaching his own climax. In a haste, he had managed to unbutton his pants and free himself, twitching and dripping cum on the floor. Suddenly, Jane's legs tightened around his neck as she started to squeal and squirm. Tarzan steadied her as best he could, not letting up from her pussy. Once she came down from her high, he gave on final lick and sat up, settling down beside her. He watched her as she caught her breath. Her body was beautifully flushed, hair splayed around her neck and shoulders, lips red and swollen. He grabbed himself and brought himself to his own orgasm.

"I would have done that for you," Jane said, sitting up again.

Tarzan smiled sheepishly. "Maybe another time," he pulled her in close.

Jane kissed him on the neck. "That was incredible babe,"

"Yeah? Does that mean you'll let me do it more often?"

"Only if you'll let me do it to you in return"

Tarzan shuddered at the thought. "I look forward to it,"

The Next Morning

With Adam and Belle

Robin Hood Bank

Adam couldn't stop biting on his nails or keep his leg from shaking as he waited for the accountant to finishing going through is financial records. Although his parents had left him a rather large inheritance, he still wanted to make sure that it was going to be enough to open up a business. It's not like he was opening some small, run-of-the-mill motel. He imagined something grand and had so many plans to make it come into fruition. He just hoped his spending on booze hadn't damaged his funds too greatly.

Belle sat beside him, holding onto his other hand, trying to get him to calm down. She really hoped that he wouldn't let his temper get the best of him; he had been making such great progress, she'd hate to see him slip back into old habits.

"Well," the older woman finally spoke, "You certainly have enough money to start your bed and breakfast Mr. Rose. However, I do suggest that you come up with a budget to avoid any overspending. Only buy what you feel is absolutely necessary."

"And what about the business plan? Is it up to standard?" asked Belle.

"Oh absolutely! I'm very impressed that you presented something as detailed as this,"

Adam and Belle let out sighs of relief. Smiling, Adam reached out to shake the woman's hand. "Thank you. Thank you so much, you have no idea how much this means to me,"

"Of course, happy to help. I hope your journey on your business endeavors go well Mr. Rose,"

Belle and Adam said their goodbye and left the bank on cloud nine. Once out in the parking lot, Adam scooped Belle into his arms and spun her around. "We did it!"

Belle giggled. "No honey, you did it. I was just there,"

"Well I couldn't have done it without your support, so thank you." He placed a gentle kiss on her lips before setting back onto the ground.

"You're most welcome," she took hold of his hand as they walked to their car. "Have you thought of a location for it yet?"

"I was thinking of putting it on the outskirts of the Black Forest,"

"All the way out there? It's so…isolated,"

"Well, yeah, but think about this for a second. Metroville is on the other side of the Black Forest, right?"

"Right"

"And a lot of people travel past the Black Forest to get to Metroville, right?"

"Right again"

"But that drive is so long; twelve hours by car and eight hours by train. So, think of all the college students, truck drivers, vacationers, and tourists who might want a quick place to rest before making that exhausting trip. There aren't any hotels or restaurants out there, making it the perfect place to open my bed and breakfast,"

Belle nodded, smile spreading further across her face. "Okay, okay, makes sense now. Plus, since you'd be the only one out there you don't have to worry about any competition. Where exactly do you want to put it?"

"I'm thinking at the top of the hill, so when people are driving on the highway or riding on the train they'll be able to see it. Plus, it'll be a great view for the guests,"

Belle nodded again. "Okay, okay, I think I'm beginning to get the picture. You should start looking for a contractor pretty soon then,"

Adam unlocked the car doors and opened the passenger side for Belle. "I already have, along with an architect. I'm meeting with them on Monday,"

"Oh good! How do you want the place to look?"

Adam smiled a sort of sad smile. "I want it to look like my parent's house…I want it to look like the house I grew up in,"

Belle put a comforting hand on his shoulder. "That's beautiful babe, I think your parents would like that,"

"Yeah, I think they would too."

At Mickey's Medical Rehabilitation Center

"Mr. Fitzherbert? Mr. Fitzherbert, can you hear me?"

Eugene looked up at the red-headed nurse who was standing in front of him. He blinked and cleared his throat, "I'm sorry, what did you say?"

She smiled meekly at him. "I said your wife is ready to see you now,"

Eugene stood up and fell into step behind the nurse, following her out of the lobby area behind two big double doors. The hallways were brightly lit, and painted a calming lavender color. Patients were escorted by nurses either to their rooms or to treatment areas. Most of them seemed content, hopeful even. Though it did little to subdue the fear and anxiety that was gnawing at him.

"She's right in here," the nurse stopped in front of a white hospital door.

Eugene gulped and nodded. "Thank you Mrs…" he glanced at her name badge. "Possible,"

"Of course. Take your time, visiting hours don't end for another two hours."

Once she walked away, Eugene quietly pushed the door open revealing Rapunzel lying down in a rather comfortable looking bed. She was staring bleary-eyed at the TV mounted on the wall, a needle stuck into her arm. He stood in the doorway, afraid to go any closer to her.

Rapunzel finally caught sight of him, forcing her mouth into somewhat of a smile. "Eugene," she said.

Eugene choked on a sob as he brought himself to move forward until he was within arm's length of her. Careful of the cords, he wrapped his arms around her as much as he could, crying into her shoulder. Rapunzel ran her fingers through his hair, letting her own tears fall down her face. Eugene was the first to pull away, "Sorry. I don't mean to cry,"

"It's alright," Rapunzel wiped at his face. "I've missed you,"

"I missed you too babe, so so much," He grabbed the chair beside the bed and sat down. "How are you feeling?"

"Woozy," Rapunzel snickered. "My body is still adjusting to the medication,"

"Have the doctors said anything yet?"

"No. I have to go through a few rounds before I see any real progress,"

Eugene intertwined their fingers together. "Hopefully it wont take too much longer,"

"Yeah ho—" Rapunzel suddenly reached for a bucket on her bedside table before doubling over and retching into it. Eugene held her hair and rubbed on her back his heart breaking just a little bit more. When she was finished he took the bucket and emptied it into the sink. He then filled up a small paper cup with water and helped her drink it. When she was finished, Rapunzel fell back into her pillow, exhausted. "…sorry,"

"Don't apologize," Eugene brushed some of her hair away from her face. "Are you in pain?"

"No…just tired," Rapunzel sank further down into her bed. "…I want to go home,"

Eugene kissed her forehead. "I want you to come home too, but this is for the best. You need to get the proper treatment."

Rapunzel nodded, eyes closing. "Will you…stay? While I sleep?"

Eugene took her hand again. "I'll be right here when you wake up,"

Rapunzel smiled, succumbing to fatigue. Eugene watched her for a while before falling asleep himself.

"Mr. Fitzherbert? Visiting hours are almost over," a familiar voice called to him. Opening his eyes he saw Nurse Possible standing at the foot of the bed, holding a tray of food.

Yawning, he looked over at Rapunzel who was still sound asleep. "Should I wake her?"

"You can, just do it gently," Nurse Possible set the tray on the bedside table.

Eugene kissed Rapunzel on her cheek. "Blondie…blondie, it's time to wake up," Rapunzel stirred but didn't open her eyes. Eugene smirked, "Blondie…food's here,"

After a moment Rapunzel's eyes fluttered open. "…food?"

Eugene chuckled. "Yes baby, it's time for you to eat," He helped Rapunzel into an upright position. "Unfortunately, it's also time for me to go,"

"Oh…okay, then," Rapunzel patted her finger on her lips. "I want a kiss first,"

Eugene shyly glanced at Nurse Possible, who was busying herself with some papers on a chart, and leaned down to kiss Rapunzel. It was sweet and gentle and short lived. "I'll be back as soon as I can,"

"I'll be here," Rapunzel snuck in one last peck before allowing him to leave.

Once in the privacy of his car, Eugene clasped his hands together and began to cry again. "Please God…please let her be okay. If you never give me anything else, just let her be okay"

Author's Note: Yaaaaay, I finished a chapter! Whoo! Thank you all for your patience and understanding, I really, really appreciate it so much! And Thank for again for Demi Brackensick for helping with this chapter. We will (hopefully) go back to our regularly monthly updates, if you have any ideas for the story or want me to focus on a certain couple, please feel free to leave suggestions in the comments or in my inbox! Thanks and see you guys soon!