Guest: I love (x6) your review. Thanks, sometimes I worry I may get a bit carried away with the naughty scenes as it's so creative to write lol. I have many lined up for other fics of mine. You know, Nina rocks that halterneck looks don't she?

Bodominjarvi: Aww thanks. I may write another sequel if I get the muse for this So Much More series. I have so much fun writing about my OTP so don't worry, I will write So Much More, secretly work on WTWS and I wanted to go back to writing The Prodigal Prince. I am looking forward to an update of your fic really. I can't wait for Jin and Nina to meet again in there. I do kind of feel bad now for erasing the first version of Where the Wind Sways, I had no idea people actually loved that. It makes me feel better. :D I am glad you are enjoying the updated version!

Nitewalker : Really? I found a comment from you dating back last year on this fic. You told me to keep going so I did XD Aww thanks. I just feel like Jina deserve some happiness with a dash of magical romance and all the lovely finer things. It's not like they will catch a break in canon, poor babies.

Here is the final chapter of this fic.

Once again it will feature some mature themes so feel free to skip that part if it's not your thing.


*Hold*


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They were lucky to know each other before she began working with Jin. She knew Jin for almost two years, the time they spent in Brisbane together was important. Otherwise she would have never travelled to the most romantic city on earth with this man. Or any man for that matter. The thought of never knowing Jin, never getting to have time with him made her anxious. Her life would be colorless without him. Colorless.

He wanted to grant her a proper holiday before the war actually started and she asked him to accompany her because going to Paris alone didn't feel right. It was like a honeymoon to them, after getting married this was their first official trip abroad. It was Autumn which was her favorite season.

The leaves fell from the trees as she and Jin explored the city. To onlookers they appeared like a normal young couple, it was the kind of feeling she got during their time in Brisbane.

Of course she had a different hairstyle and wore ultra-feminine outfits to avoid being recognised. The weather wasn't cold enough to not wear skater dresses and tights. However she wore trainers when walking all over the city. Jin booked them a stay at a Mishima owned seven star hotel. They shared a room which gave them a beautiful view of the Eiffel tower, especially during the night. Attentive room service, amazing food, amazing pastries and drinks made her feel like she was in heaven. The room was very fancy too and so was the grand marble bathroom.

There was a super kingsized bed which the pair were sharing.

Jin wasn't obsessed with luxury but with Nina, things just seemed so beautiful and magical. None of this would have any meaning if it weren't for her reactions to them. She'd roam around in their room in her underwear because she was that comfortable with him. The blonde sits on the armchair, legs swung over the armrest as she nibbles on a eclair, her hot milk tea sitting on the table next to her. He gazes at her, completely mesmerized at the sight while he sips on his hot chocolate.

As for sharing a room with her, for Jin it was perfectly fine. She was the only woman he'd ever shared a bed with and he trusted the most. He loves seeing her walk to the window in their grand hotel room and gazing out to the tower at night. The mere sight of her being so content made his heart warm. He joins her by the big window and leans against it. Their eyes meet for a moment as if they were greeting each other before looking back out of the window together, a smile on both their faces.

When it was bedtime, they begin taking off each other's clothes.

"Baby...I want to ride and squeeze you until you pop like champagne," Nina sultrily whispers into his ear as her hand slides into his boxers. She gently bites his earlobe.

His heart races at her words. She wasn't going to hold back at all. Neither was he.

"Do it." Jin utters with a low groan and closes his eyes at her touch.

Their night is spent with entangled limbs and warm kisses after many rounds of their bodies slapping together for blissful release. In bed, he recalls her soft sighs as they rubbed and rode each other. Recalls her smooth legs on his shoulders. He remembers the many positions they engaged in. Her seated on his lap on the edge of the bed, grinding away, them spooning and her on top of him. He remembers sucking down on her neck as she pushed back on him, their hands gripping onto each other's bodies. He remembers moments before their bodies connected. Him fondling and caressing her breasts with his hands and mouth. The way she sensually writhes and moans as his tongue explores her body. The feel of her tongue travelling from his chest to his abdomen, him gripping the sheets and bucking his hips in pleasure. Her body engulfing him again and again, tightening around him as they climax together. The feel of her kisses and mouth on him lingers on his skin long after their lovemaking. It was pure and utter bliss being tangled up with her in bed.

After the various ways he's been inside her, those acts were another way of them expressing affection for each other. As wild and exciting as it was, there was tenderness between them that neither of them felt before.

Jin wakes up before she does. It's noon. Nina is still sleeping next to him. Her tousled blonde hair rests on the rise of his shoulder. He smirks knowing that their passionate night together let her have a good sleep. She needed to sleep well. He marvels at his sleeping beauty, his wife and he sees a few imprints on her hip and neck.

Did he do that?

She had a hold on him unlike another soul.

When she wakes up and he apologizes, she brushes it off with a wicked smile and points out that she's also marked him.

A few hours later, from the bed, Jin gazes at her when she applies her makeup while sitting at the dresser. Watches how carefully she applies the rose pink liquid lipstick. This woman makes such a normal thing look so captivating. With precision, she moves the wand over the lips which he loved to kiss. She seemed to have noticed him staring because she presses her lips together as if to kiss while their eyes met in the mirror. She smirks, her reflection winks at his.

The next night, they were coming back from a meal. Deciding to stop by for a little break after walking. The night was young and the pair felt like just observing the lit up city. Soft music floated throughout the vicinity from nearby. It was audible enough to get lost in from where Jin and Nina were.

Nina began humming along with the crescendo. It is music to his ears.

"Sounds like you're feeling good." A deep voice besides her says.

"Well, what do you want to feel good?" She asks curiously as they continue to walk side by side.

"I want to dance." Jin replies. "That is if….. if you're up for it."

They stop walking. Nina faces him.

"So you want to dance with me."

"Yes."

"Right here? Right now?"

"Yes."

Bloody hell.

Her heartbeat pounds in her ears as she didn't know what to say to that. She glances around the area they were in. It was mostly empty save for a couple of people here and there passing through.

"We danced together in Brisbane." Jin says. "I enjoyed it very much."

Hopefully that would persuade his wayward blonde. The streetlights are glowing with warmth. It wasn't a bad place for some dancing.

"You still remember how to dance?" Nina asks, half teasing and half in awe.

With so much that had happened since they left Brisbane, entered in two tournaments, dealt with shitty family members, discovering shocking and sickening secrets and survived murder attempts, she was expecting Jin to have forgotten it all.

"You don't forget things that bring you much joy."

How true. She cherished all those lovely memories she made with Jin in Brisbane.

Every single one of them.

Powerful enduring feelings.

Nina was about to say something until she felt the first drop of rain on her skin. Then another. And another.

That poor idea of Jin's.

Ruined by the rain.

She was about to hurry under the shop canopy to keep herself dry but Jin held onto her to stop herself from running. He was glad he caught her in time before the moment went.

"Don't you want to dance with me?" He asks huskily, using the deep tone he knew she loved.

Oh the way he just sounded made his crazy offer so tempting. She couldn't believe she was even considering it.

"In the rain?" She asks, shocked. He was a mad man indeed.

He knows that look of hers and smirks before twirling her around once. Nina spins into his arms. Her shoulder brushes against his chest.

"You swam in the rain before." Jin reminds her.

Oh, how could she forget that. That day at his apartment in Brisbane. He hadn't joined her then but watched her and helped her dry off afterwards. The hotel staff was going to hate them when they came back. But Nina steps close to him to position her arms around him. This her way of accepting his invitation for such a whimsical fantasy that had her curious.

"I'm ready."

By now the rain was coming down in pellets. He is unmoved. There is something in Jin's rum colored eyes that draw her in and seduces her into stepping closer in his arms. Fine, for him she will compromise and set aside her reservations.

The music rises, louder this time but didn't drown out the sound of the rain. Both tunes came together perfectly like a symphony.

Jin's arm slip across her back and their bodies gently press together. Nina places an arm over his one and a hand in his as they slowly find their gentle rhythm.

A couple in Paris, dancing in the rain.

This was as cliché as they could get.

Nevertheless, Nina inhales Jin's hypnotic cologne as they sway close before he spins her and the next moments are twirling in his arms, waltzing and dipping. His bangs stick to his forehead and hers is probably stringy by now. Jin seems so focused, deeply into staying in sync with her movements, not caring that he was soaked. She couldn't stop smiling throughout the dance.

At the end of the dance, they slow down and look deeply into each other's eyes. It wasn't raining anymore.

Jin notices raindrops on her rose painted lip and on instinct, he lifts a thumb to wipe it away. As soon as his thumb presses against her bottom lip with a little pressure, Nina's eyelids flutter at his touch and she softly kisses his thumb.

He gasps a little and their eyes meet once again. She runs her fingers through his damp thick hair, lost in those beautiful dark eyes of his.

The couple find themselves gravitating towards each other's face.

When their lips meet in a gentle kiss, Nina almost forgot to breathe when she allows a few truths to penetrate her heart.

She would always be in love with this man.

She loves Jin more than she would ever love anything else in this lifetime.

And finally, what they said about Paris was true.

By going with a loved one you certainly felt the charm.

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A/N: And that's the end of this fic. In this SMM verse, I was going to include a one shot about Steve but decided it was better done separately as this fic was about the beautiful moments about Jin and Nina. I may post that fic later on. Thanks for reading this, both those who reviewed and who did not but lurked and read this fic, you guys know who you are. Thanks to the reviews, favs and follows. I finally finished this fic and feel proud of myself. Starting something in 2014 and finishing it in 2021. What a long journey lol.

Just to reiterate this is the sequel to my fic, So Much More. I used 64 damn prompts from livejournal to write this and cherry picked the 28 prompts.

Thanks once again and for anyone who will read, review, fav this in the future, thanks in advance. :)