A/N--If I have any readers under the age of 13, I'm not being rude, just shoo! Scat! This chapter will be um PG-13 I think. I want to show the passion of Trapper and Margaret, they had school kids passion on the show but I want to show how it has matured. This won't be smut but.....

Trapper and Margaret walked together in a beautiful room...the wallpaper had roses on it and flowers all around and in the middle of the room is a bottle of champagne and two small champagne glasses beside it and Trapper opens the note and it says-'Compliments of the manager' and Trapper says:

"It's from the manager"

Margaret smiles and says:

"Oh, that was nice of them...who would have ever thought of a place this nice in Crabapple Cove?"

Trapper smiles and says:

"Let's have a drink"

She nervously says:

"Let's"

He opens the bottle and pours them each a glass and he hands her one and he says:

"To us"

They toast then take a sip and Margaret walks over to the window and looks out at the beautiful sights of Crabapple Cove...gentle summer breezes in the evening, stars twinkling in the sky and she turns around after taking another sip and she looks at the queen size bed in the room and she looks at Trapper and smiles and walks back over to him and takes another sip then puts the half empty glass down then says:

"I'll be right back"

She kisses him passionately then leaves for the bathroom with her suitcase and he shakes his head and says:

"Wow!"

He takes off his day jacket and looks around the room and picks up his suitcase and opens it.

Margaret:

Margaret goes and pours water in the bathtub and after making sure that the water is temperature right, she stands up and slowly takes off her clothes then she steps into the tub and she turns off the water and thinks of Trapper's fingers dancing on her skin. She smiles at the anticipation of it but her heart also pounds. and she reaches up and takes her hair down from the small bun she had it in then disappears underneath the water.

Trapper:

He takes off his shirt and pants and puts on his robe and remembers that he copped a feel of Margaret's breasts back in Korea but now was...different. There was a excitement in the air....there was love...he could feel tenderness. He went over and poured himself another glass of champagne and listened to her softly humming in the bathroom and he smiles.

Margaret:

She was humming as she dries herself off, she inspected her face in the mirror, smiled at satisfaction then reached for flimsy black panties to put on and a seductive smile came to her and she thought then tossed the panties to the floor. Then she reached out of the suitcase and got a white gown decorated with red roses all in the right spots and she puts it on and the matching robe then puts her hair in a loose high ponytail with sprigs of hair falling about like a dangling necklace and she reaches for perfume and puts it on in between her breasts, on her arms, and on her neck. She looks at herself one last time in the mirror, takes a deep breath and goes out.

Trapper:

Trapper hears the door open and he looks as Margaret stands there for a second, letting him gaze at her then she goes over to him and kisses his chest then he clears his throat then says:

"Um, I guess I'll go in there now"

He kisses him one last time then says:

"Okay"

He goes in and she picks up her glass of champagne, looks at the old champagne in it then goes to the window and pours it out then goes and pours herself a fresh glass. She looks around the room and goes over to the record player and sees a selection of LP's beside it and looks through and picks out a jazz album and when she puts it on, slow, romantic jazz begins to play and she smiles in satisfaction.

Trapper in bathroom:

Trapper looks at himself in the mirror and goes over to the tub and sees there is also a shower, so he turns that on instead. He takes off his robe and steps in under the soft stinging rays of the water and he thinks of Margaret's lips on his and he notices a…change to his body quickly and he smiles. He washes his hair and his body very carefully then he steps out and dries off. He puts back on his lounging pants and his robe and thinks then goes to his suitcase and pulls out of the top of it , a bottle of cologne. Puts some on then goes outside to what he knows is the most luxurious thing in his life.

Margaret and Trapper together:

He comes out and he hears the romantic jazz music and he sees Margaret smiling at him…he almost loses his breath and thinks:

'I could die right now and it would be heaven…no, heaven is to kiss her and then die'

She hands him a glass of champagne, he comes and takes it and their heartbeats intermingle with the music and they put the glasses down and her lips meet his then she goes to his face and down to his manly chest, she undoes the tie holding the robe together and it falls and kisses it some more and he groans in pleasure, his hands find her robe and slip it off then her flimsy nightgown and he sees the perfection of her round breasts and he knows that there is nothing like it.

She is scared that he could hear her heartbeat through her bones and skin and she thinks:

'Why am I feeling like this? It's not like I haven't been with…other men but…'

Her thoughts are interrupted when he kisses her breasts almost in reverence and she groans. He suddenly and picks her up by her waist and holds her in his arms and while she kisses him on his mouth, he takes her over to the bed, their first marriage bed and he lays her down like she is a treasure in his arms but he quickly realizes he doesn't know how to think any other way.

He starts at her lips, goes to her earlobes and his hands begin to know her body but he knows he wants to kiss her all over. He rubs her shoulders and kisses them lightly then down her arms and when he reaches her hand, his hand goes into hers and they hold tight. She kisses his shoulders and chest again and realizes she doesn't want to do anything else ever again, not really, she doesn't want to be a nurse, a daughter, a friend and right now, not a mother, she just wants to love 'Trapper' John X. McIntrye for the rest of his life mentally and physically.

He feels the softness of her skin and admires the milky white skin then his lips find her swollen breasts again and he goes over them almost like in a lip massage and he hears her moan and he smiles. He realizes she doesn't have any panties on and it just urges him on….he raises his head and looks at her stomach and just to be silly, tickles her and even her laugh is pleasure to him! He hugs her then places his hand on a secret place that only a few men have known but it is now his for life! His fingers slide in and she gasps then a few minutes later, screams in desire in his ear. His hand goes over her backside and he feels the roundness of it and he whispers:

"Margaret, I want you"

She shifts her body just right and he gently lays on the top of her and continues to kiss her and she kisses him back and she feels him down below her waist and she holds her breath and he enters her and the music in the room seems to be in rhythm with their movements under the sheets. She keeps urging him on in so many ways with whispers of love in his ear, her hands putting slight pressure on his back, things finally accumulate with his and her screaming together. Not loud screams but enough for them to know they are perfect together.

Later that same night:

After falling asleep in each other arms, Trapper looks over and sees that the clock says that it is 3:23 in the morning, He looks back at his sleeping wife in his arms and lightly pulls back the covers and watches her slight breathing and the movements of her chest then his eyes roam over the rest of her naked body and he lays his head back and thinks:

'Eat your f----ing heart out Frank, Donald and even you Hawk! She's ALLL mine!'

Margaret must sense him being awake and she rolls over to smile at him and he smiles and they kiss and he has a thought but he hesitates and she asks:

"What?"

He gets up and goes to the bathroom and when he comes back out, she sees a jar of lubricant and she knows. She gets up on her knees and he places the lubricant in the right place. He then places his hands on the right place on her hips and gently enters her and they start out slowly but make the movements together. She clutches the sheets and her breath is quicker as is his then the movements begin to go faster and faster then the climax comes and they lay in each other arms in exhaustion.

The next morning:

He wakes up to sunlight streaming broadly in the room…at first he doesn't see her and almost panics and he starts to ask:

"Marg…"

Then he sees her. She is standing by the window, she closes the curtains on them and he looks at her curiously then she turns around and drops her gown and he sees her in full nudity again and it still amazes him but she still doesn't say a word. She walks over to him and pulls back the covers exposing him and the hugeness of him…she smiles with desire and then….she leans down and takes him in He is almost in total shock because he never thought of her doing that…most women don't like it but he lays back in the exotic feel of her mouth around his organ and he feels her hand squeezing it and the quick movements then he explodes!

Afterwards, she grins and crawls up in bed in his arms and he says:

"Wow, I never thought you would do that"

She giggles and moves around in his arm then he tells her:

"You can do that for me when I lay dying and I'll come back to life"

She laughs then kisses him on the mouth and he pulls the covers back over them.

A/N—This is my FIRST time ever writing like this! How did I do?