A/N: If this isn't enough of a Charming fix for you, look out for a one-shot later today about his childhood...I got bitten by a rabid plot bunny who wouldn't let go!
Bewitching
Temptation.
Offered to him in the form of the only thing he'd every truly wanted.
From the moment he'd let himself truly see the woman behind guarded emerald eyes, his very being had ached to hold her as close as she stood now. An ache he thought would be forever unfulfilled when she'd left him with naught but a letter as crumpled as heart.
But here she stood, clothed in gleaming white with the words he'd craved to hear whispered seductively into his ear. Her hands upon his chest made his whole body shudder and his mind turn dim even as something tugged at the edges of his soul…a warning screamed silently into the lustful haze spiraling through him.
A pause, then her lips were on his, pressing with fierce need. His heart sparked, his whole being wanting nothing more than…nothing.
A yawning emptiness broke through the fog clouding his mind. She was kissing him and he felt nothing more than small tendrils of desire. No joy, no pain…no love. He'd felt love even when she'd been breaking his heart, the feelings within him too bright, too true to be snuffed by her disregard. To not feel them now…this was false, an illusion of want to drag him in but he knew what pure love felt like and he would not…could not settle for anything less.
He would defeat this foe who would so dishonor her by stealing her form and then…and then he would fight for what he knew to be real.
Their love.