Ten Years Later
Ash's hands were clutching at Felix's arms desperately as he thrust himself into her repeatedly. He was filling her deliciously as she pushed against him time after time. His hands were curving over her sensitized breasts, pulling and kneading at the flesh as she moaned loudly.
"That carriage ride was too long," Ash groaned.
"Well, Eric's sound asleep," Felix answered huskily, "So scream as loud as you want."
"So sure of yourself – " She gasped as he found that point within her that made her spasm in overarching pleasure so great that she wasn't sure she would survive how much she needed him. His body hovered over her, godlike in it's nature as he pounded into her. Yeah, he was pretty sure of himself.
"Felix," Ash groaned as she felt herself hanging onto the precipice. Felix groaned in frustration, his hips stuttering, when he heard her wanton moan, reaching down between them to bring her to completion.
An intense orgasm rocked through Ash as she called out to the darkness, forcing her back off the bed as she clung to Felix, his quick thrusts finally letting him come inside her. He held her gently as he sunk to his elbows, still not removing himself from her warmth.
"Was that satisfactory, Princess?" Felix whispered hoarsely, trying to catch his breath.
"Definitely. I wasn't sure if you were going to be up for it tonight."
It had been Ash's little sister's birthday back in the Citadel of Stars, but now they were back home. And home was the northern kingdom that rightfully should've gone to Snow.
But Evie and Snow worked it out between them that neither Felix and Ash, nor Pan and Evie could possibly live in Hintar after all they had gone through in that place. And as such, Emma and Killian had taken the palace, leaving the northern kingdom to Ash and Felix.
For there was no enmity or tension between any of them; they were family.
"You were eye-fucking me across the table at lunch," Felix broke through Ash's thoughts. "I've been expecting this for ten hours."
"I can't help it if I'm at that stage," Ash pouted, making Felix take her lower lip in a kiss. "I just wanted you so badly that quite frankly I would've let you take me on the table."
"In front of your parents, and your nine year old sister, and Emma and Killian and Henry."
"Henry would've been oblivious to the entire thing. He's what, three?"
"So is Eric but you wouldn't –"
"Just killed the mood, Felix," Ash sighed, pushing him off her, to where he rolled onto the bed beside her. She turned to face him as his hand began to lovingly stroke her face.
"For all of about five minute, Ash."
"I'm not that bad, am I?" she asked, genuinely, feeling the stirrings of arousal within her once more and realizing that, yes, she was.
"I'm not complaining Tasha," Felix grinned, "but I do need a few moments to breathe. I think little Max does too."
"I'm still not sold on it," Ash continued pointedly, referring to his choice in names. Maximus for a boy, Maxine for a girl. But she'd probably come around, she always did. But Eric – Eric had been her choice. She had to pay tribute to her favourite movie of all time! Felix had simply given her a knowing glance and gone along with it anyway.
"Maybe I can still convince you otherwise," Felix answered suggestively, running his hand over her slightly swollen belly towards his goal.
And maybe, just maybe, he kind of did.
xxx
"I love you, Evie."
"I love you more than life itself, Peter."
"I love you more – "
"Sleep!"
"Yes," Pan answered, blowing out the candle as a smirk graced his face, "Your majesty."
"Oh, you are paying for that."
There was the sound of a scuffle and sheets being pulled back before Peter Pan groaned into the night, whispering – no – moaning:
"With pleasure."
xxx
Emma closed the door behind her softly. The castle was entirely silent and she wanted to keep it that way.
Crossing the floor, she shed her cardigan and slipped beneath the covers, joining Killian in the bed. The candle was still burning, illuminating a small note that Killian had in his hand. He was eyeing it intently, seemingly puzzled by the contents.
"Who's it from?" Emma enquired.
"Undine," he answered hesitantly. "She says, 'A parting gift to you lies upon the shores of the Eastern Sea. Guide her well, she's been waiting for you.'"
"The Jolly Roger!" Emma exclaimed in excitement. More for him than her; she'd never actually been on the vessel, only seen it float away…
"Bloody hell," Killian ran a hand through his hair. "Took the nymph long enough…" They both fell into silence then. For Undine to do this now…
"A parting gift?" Emma queried and Killian merely held her closer, placing a light, comforting kiss upon the top of her head.
"Indeed, my love," he answered. "A parting gift."
xxx
Circe was sitting in a bed, her newborn baby crying itself into sleep in her arms as she watched over it tearfully. Undine sat wearily across the room in her seat, a small smile upon her face.
"Thank you," Circe murmured in genuine gratitude. "Thank you for staying with me this long."
"You're most welcome, sister," Undine smiled. "Take care of her. Love her."
"I will," Circe murmured, a tear gracing her eye as Undine's eyes closed upon the world and she breathed her last.
The tears flowed freely after that, as Circe clutched her baby to her chest. She almost didn't hear the door opening and the man sweeping into the room. But she smelt him. Salt and water and blue skies and tempests.
"You came," Circe whispered. She hadn't expected it. He hadn't contacted her when she'd sent the message to him that she was pregnant with his child.
"I had to," the man whispered, coming to sit on the edge of her bed. He leaned over and placed a soft kiss on her forehead whilst his fingers traced lightly over their daughter's face. "She's ours, Circe."
"She is, Sei." Circe finally looked up at the man and whispered, "I know you can't stay."
"Neither can you, Circe," the man who Circe had called Sei whispered. "Come back to the sea. We can reclaim it for us. Triton cannot rule forever."
"What are we naming her?" Circe asked him, already knowing that she had agreed in her heart a long time ago. "And don't suggest Poseidon Jr."
He chuckled and thought for a moment before looking down at the young girl and whispering lovingly, without hesitation.
"Ariel."
fin.
So! What did you guys think? Even if you've never reviewed, I'd love to just hear from you. =D
This is the end of my travels in this universe and I wanted to give it this ending, cause I think it's kinda hopeful. Hope for reunions and future unions and shiz.
But anyway, if anyone wants to write that story #bemyguestbutcreditme. Legit, I'd love to see someone else write that because I simply don't have any time. #fallingasleepatmykeyboardrightnow.
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