Pure Intentions? Chapter 39

A/N: Donalbain: Thank you for the compliment. I actually know nothing about wrestling moves. I spend over a month watching UFC, MAA, etc videos on YouTube for research. I do have limited experience with kickboxing; but I mean it's very limited, lol. I wrote and re-wrote the previous chapter many times before I liked the fight scene and felt good enough to post it. To answer your question about the time constraint put on them by the King…yes. Randor is expecting for his son to adhere to the ultimatum.

Kakerot Bardockson: I hope you like this chapter. I took your suggestion and ran with it.

Ponytail: The thought Teela had of Adam not being a fighter, is from the Filmation episode "Pawns of the Game Master", where Teela makes a similar statement when Adam is forced to fight for the Game Master's entertainment. The whole purpose of the previous chapter was for Adam to prove to her that he could fight, but chooses not to in order to protect his secret. Now that Teela knows he is He-Man, Adam wanted to prove his physical agility to her.

Hooked: I can clearly see Adam being offended as being described as "Pretty", but I think the description fits well with the portrayal of him as a carefree, playful dandy. This was Teela's way of paying him back for making her keep all those clothes he ordered for her in the beginning of this story.

Dravimus Prime: I love all of Patrick Swayze's movies. My two favs are Dirty Dancing and Ghost.

Please note this chapter has a strong M rating and is only for mature audiences.

Once again thank you for your readership and reviews.

Throwing her hands around his head, she forcefully pulled him down towards her mouth closing her lips over his before he could object. Not like he was going to, but more as a means to keep him from uttering another word. Kissing him roughly, she didn't let go of him until she felt a sharp tap on her shoulder. Releasing his mouth, she whirled her head around to see who had dared interrupt her make-out session. Shocked at the visage before her, she opened her mouth to speak just as she felt the intruder grab her by the shoulders and abruptly turn her entire body to face them.

Opening his eyes as they were closed while Teela ravaged his mouth, the still disguised Prince was equally as shocked as his 'bodyguard' to see who had snatched her from his arms.

In front of Teela stood no other than the man he just defeated. Apparently, Packer had followed them into the dance club that was next door to the sporting arena Adam just fought in. The look on the 'Champions' face was pure hatred as he let go of Teela. Pushing her aside, he stepped in front of Adam stopping millimeters in front of the Prince. Looking up into Adam's blue gaze, Packer uttered through gritted teeth "So you think you can make a fool of me in my own arena, Pretty Boy."

Evidently, Packer must have been standing near Teela when she made that comment. Adam then realized that the Sorceress's spell didn't dispel their presence from this fighter's memory. Instantly, the Prince knew he would have to fight this man…a second time. He knew he couldn't just walk away from this fight, not after the way the athlete manhandled his love. Sparing a look in Teela's direction, he saw she was watching to see his next move. Assuming her famous 'bodyguard' position, Teela attempted to close the distance between herself, Packer, and Adam; however, her moves were hindered as two men thrice her size stepped up behind her. With a nod from Packer, the men grabbled her within their viselike hold, one on each side, ensuring she couldn't wiggle out of their embrace. Pulling her arms behind her back, they kept her immobilized as a tug from Teela in either direction would dislocated her shoulders.

"Let's see what you could do without your 'girlfriend' saving you, Pretty Boy", Packer gloated with a smirk.

Although Adam was loathe to start a brawl in the club, he really didn't see an alternative. He wouldn't let anyone mistreat Teela that way. Thanking the Ancients for the disguise afforded to him from the black wig, he clenched his fists at his sides as he took a deep breath. Without preamble and with lighting fast reflexes he pulled back his right fist past his chin before delivering a powerful roundhouse punch to the athlete's chin. Packer's head snapped back forcibly from the strength of Adam's blow. Pain seared through the side of his face as a molar shot out of his mouth. Incredulously , he stared at his loosed tooth spinning round and round on the dance floor. Packer never had an opponent hit him with such force. Surprise lined his features, as he assessed his former opponent in a new light.

Adam too, was surprised at the intensity of his own strength. He knew his was extremely powerful even when not enhanced by Grayskull's power; however, he was unaware of his own full strength. Looking over at Teela, he noticed that she stopped her wriggling movements as she valiantly tried to free herself from her captors' grip. She too stood shocked at the power behind Adam's strength. A smile slowly crept on her lips as the notion that Adam didn't need her protection took root in her brain…..and heart.

With a confident nod of his head, Adam beckoned Packer to throw a punch. Shaking his head to clear the cobwebs that had formed behind his eyes, he emitted a loud growl as he ran towards the disguised Prince. As their bodies made contact, Packer put all his strength behind him to try and throw Adam off balance. He quickly realized that the taller man was unmovable, making him rethink his decision to attack the couple. However, now it was too late. He started this and he had to prove his point…that no one beat him in his own arena. Especially, not a 'nobody' that just volunteered to take the place of the scheduled 'act' who would have fought him during the intermission.

Fueled by embarrassment, Packer attacked Adam's ribcage throwing quick powerful jabs on each side. Had the punches been falling on someone else's ribcage, Packer would have surely broken several ribs. However, the powerful punches didn't faze through the powerful layers of muscles adorning Grayskull's disguised champion's peritoneum. Adam breathed through the onslaught of Packer's attack, his arms held at head level as he protected his cranium. The disguised Prince knew that Packer would soon tire, as did everyone who fought using just their brawn and not their brains. Using skills he employed as He-Man, Adam waited patiently for an opening lag in Packer's onslaught to reverse the tide.

The crowd around them began dispersing giving the fighting men a wide berth to fight in. Some clustered in groups, around the famed Packer who was easily recognized as a regular in this dance club. Others, climbed the winding staircase from the lower level to the upper level for an aerial view of the fight. The crowd cheered loudly, when Adam executed an unexpected leg sweep throwing Packer on the floor.

Teela held herself still while Adam was getting pummeled. She knew she was no match to overthrow the two gargantuan men who were restraining her. Temporally shocked at seeing their friend on the floor, they lightly loosened their grip on Teela….just enough for her to realize that she could safely pivot her body weight into her pelvis allowing her to tilt her upper body backwards without fear of dislocating her upper extremities. Grabbing on the opportunity the displaced attention of her captors gave her, she quickly kicked both her legs upwards and over her head. Using her captors' bodies as leverage, she rocked backwards bringing her legs over her head allowing her to somersault over herself to freedom. Before either of her subduers realized what happened she drew her laser guns from hidden thigh holsters and shot them in the back. Falling to the ground with a loud thud, they were out cold.

Now free, she stomped over their fallen bodies to aide Adam. With just one stern gaze, he indicated that he didn't want her interfering in this fight. Allowing herself to trust his judgment, Teela complied with his wishes. Holstering her laser guns, she scanned the crowd looking out for any more assailants. Finding no perceivable threats, she returned to the two fallen thugs. Nudging them with her high-heeled sandal, she ensured that they were still unconscious. Reaching behind her coat tails, she withdrew two pairs of metallic handcuffs and clicked them on her former captors. Whether Adam liked it or not, Teela was bringing these men in. Although, they had not caused Adam any harm, they impeded her from doing her job which in her book spelled necessary jail time in the Royal Eternian Prison. She had a similar fate planning for the man who was just know getting back on his feet.

His falcon-like gaze trained on Packer, Adam wiped the sweat of his brow as he gave his opponent a chance to find his legs. Finally finding his footing, Packer rose from the ground with an aggressive growl. Running at full-speed, his nose made full contact with Adam's raised fist which shot upwards in the nick of time. Packer had no idea what hit him. Swiping Packer's blood off his fist on his thigh, Adam rubbed his sore knuckles in the palm of his other hand. Walking over to Teela, he clasped her by the shoulders as he examined her for any injuries. It was her look of utter shock as he stared into her blue-green eyes, that tipped him to the idea that something was wrong. Following her gaze, as it reverted back and forth between his face and the floor, Adam turned to see what she was staring at. In the middle of the dance floor, next to the unconscious heap of Packer's form lay….Adam's black wig.

Astonishment lined his handsome features as he realized that his secret was now exposed. Everyone around him stared wide eyed as they just processed what they saw. Word of the Prince's presence spread like wildfire throughout the dance club. Dancers withdrew cell phones from their pockets eager to snap a picture of the Heir Apparent. Doing the only thing possible, Adam raised his jacket over his head with one hand as he grabbed Teela with the other to make a hasty retreat out of the club. Running into the night, they made their way over to their parked car, a throng of people following them out of the dance club.

Teela didn't have a chance to further apprehend her two assailants as they too were quickly left behind. Jumping into their automobile, Adam gunned the engine as he turned on the flight option, propelling them quickly into the night sky.

Three hours later, a shirtless and bathed Adam sat on a massive king-sized bed at his grandfather's estate as Teela bandaged his bruised ribs. Adam stared straight ahead as he contemplated his father's reactions to tonight's events. By the time Adam and Teela reached the Villa, word had spread to the King that the Prince was involved in a fight in a dance club…and obliterated his opponent. Adam's cover was definitely blown…he could no longer pretend to be a lazy, carefree, and weakling in front of the Eternian Court or populace any more. As his father questioned his motives, Adam sat stone-faced and tight-lipped as he listened to the King's tirade. His poor mother stood in the background, a shaky hand covering her mouth as she held her tongue.

In the end it was Teela who gave a full explanation of how Adam ended up on MOTUgram a web-based program people posted videos on. Secretly pleased that his son was finally showing his true colors in public, the King outwardly demanded Adam and Teela return to the Palace immediately until his spoke-person could issue a press release to cover this debacle.

Asking for privacy, he waited until Teela exited the conference room before outright refusing the King, sighting his father's own ultimatum against him. This was the only time Adam spoke throughout the entire conversation with his parents. He insisted that Teela and he should remain at his grandfather's estate as they needed this time away from the hounding noblemen, royal duties, and snooping paparazzi to purse his courtship of Teela. Acquiescing to his son's wishes, the King demanded a daily check-in. Closing the link with his parents, Adam searched the vast Villa for his now very irritable partner in crime.

Finding her seated on a settee in front of a roaring fire in the library, he joined her wordlessly. Taking her hand into his, he brought it to his face to nuzzle her palm against his cheek. The slight growth of hair on his chin itched the inside of her palm, making Teela more aware of the late hour. Midnight had quickly come and she was bone tired. Teela had not gotten much sleep from the time she was abducted by Lady Stephania. Instantly, she remembered that her nemesis was still at Snake Mountain, the Rock People's children were not found, she recently found out the truth about her mother and her lover. In a matter of days, Teela's world had turned upside down.

Standing up for the settee, she abruptly pulled her hand away from the Prince's embrace. Her ire grew with every heavy breath. She was exhausted and she didn't see when she would be able to get adequate rest. Anger rose within her at Adam's immature decisions tonight. She still couldn't understand why he volunteered to fight today, despite having explained his reasons at the dance club.

Adam also stood at the abrupt shift in her mood. "Tee…." he began.

Shaking her head at him she interrupted, "Save it Adam….I'm dirty and tired." "I'm going to go shower and go to bed, tomorrow you are keeping your promise and help me find those children", she uttered angrily.

"I'll keep my word", he answered dejectedly. He then pleaded, "Don't be mad at me."

"You jeopardized us both with your actions", she pinpointed.

"I had a lapse in judgment…it won't happen again", he promised.

Nodding, her anger began abating as pride in his fighting skills took root in her heart. Raising her head and tiptoes, she placed a soft lingering kiss on his lips before wishing him a goodnight. Perplexed at her actions he grabbed her hand with a forceful inhale of breath as pain shot through his ribcage. Ignoring his discomfort he held onto her hand as he queried, "You're not sharing a room with me?"

Motioning to his ribcage she uttered, "You are in no shape for a bedmate tonight, Adam."

A slow smile etched itself on his face as he pulled her closer, surprising her with his forcefulness. "Join me for a shower and I'll show you the shape I'm in", he teased her sexily.

"Not tonight", she spat as she tried to pull her hand from his grasp. Adam wasn't letting go, as if his life depended on it. Giving her puppy eyes through lowered lashes he reminded her that he would need assistance to remove his clothes, shower, and bandage his ribcage. "I promise to behave….", he replied wiggling his eyebrows at her.

"You never do", she reminded him.

Shrugging his shoulders, he bend his knees and before Teela could object lifted her into his arms as he walked out of the library. Holding her tight against her attempts to wriggle free and shutting his ears against her expletives, Adam walked straight into his bedroom flipping the lights on with a verbal command. Thank the Ancients, the Villa was outfitted with voice-controlled electronic panel. Continuing with his verbal requests, Adam entered the bathroom. He knew of one way he could get what he wanted and he meant to pursue his dreams. Throwing open the shower door, he raised a foot to enter the glass enclosed space.

Teela's eyes widened as she comprehended his true intentions. Adam meant to soak them both with their clothes on. Intensifying her struggles, she tried valiantly to free herself but to no avail. She gasped when Adam walked directly under the jet stream, the warm water soaking them both through and through. Only then did he put her down. Picking up a shampoo bottle, he angled it suggestively in her direction.

Harrumphing, she did the only logical thing left to do. Squirting some of the viscous liquid into the palm of her hand, Teela brought it up to her own head to wash her hair, only to realize she was still wearing the dreaded wig. Unable to stop herself, loud laughter racked her body at the absurdity of the situation. Adam's cover had been blown, but not hers.

Realizing the root of her mirth, Adam joined in her amusement. Reaching up, he removed the black wig for her as her own red-colored tresses came tumbling over her shoulders.

Now this was a dream come true, thought Adam before capturing her lips in a heart searing kiss. Before she could object, he turned her around so that he had full access to that glorious hair that reached the small of her back. Scooping the remaining of the shampoo from her fingers, he lathered his before bringing his large hands to her head. Adam then proceeded to weave magic on her scalp as he massaged his soapy fingers through her long hair. Closing her eyes against the wonderful sensations Adam's strong hands were creating, Teela leaned her body slightly backwards so that her wet clothed derriere touched the front of his hips.

That simple movement was enough for Adam to snap out of his reverie as he found himself encumbered by their clothes. Grabbing the back of her lapel, he proceeded to rip her jacket in two. Before she could object, he repeated his actions upon her leotard. Within moments, Teela stood gloriously naked in front of him as the warm water formed soapy beads on her skin. As she held his gaze, Adam quickly removed all of his clothing. Opening the shower door, he flung both of their apparel out of the shower so they lay in a heap on the shiny marble floor. In a flash, Adam crushed Teela's body flushed with his as he lowered his lips to her elongated neck. Darting his tongue out, he lapped up some fresh water as he ran it against the column of her throat while Teela wrapped her arms around his torso. Cupping her bountiful breasts, Adam lowered his head to suckle hungrily on her already hardened nipples. Moving lower, his mouth trailed kisses on her flat yet muscular abdomen coming to stop at the junction between her thighs. Looking up at her, he maneuvered her body around so that she was now pressed up against the shower glass her hands splayed over her hand as she palmed the wet glass.. Still on his knees, Adam proceeded to grab both halves of her posterior massaging the golden globes with his massive hands. Teela's breath caught in her lungs as she wondered what he would do next. Adam's lovemaking was so different than He-Man's. As He-Man he was extremely gentle with her, which Teela contributed the reason being fear on his part of hurting her. As Adam, he didn't seem to have the same reservations.

A deep moan escaped her lips when she felt Adam's mouth closed over first one side and then the other of her backside as he replicated his ministrations from her breasts just moments ago. Before, his actions fully registered on her lust infused brain, Adam raised himself to standing as he parted her legs and thrust deep inside her wet tight womanly sheath in one smooth move.

Soon they were both lost to the age long dance of lovers. Their bodies ferociously bumped against each others as they traversed the plains of ecstasy. Thrust after thrust he unrelentingly pumped into her body until with a roar throwing his head backwards stars exploding behind his eyelids as he emptied himself into her hot pulsating sheath. Adam had never before allowed himself to do so. Dropping his head to the back of hers, he realized that Teela's hips continued to bump against his. Realization took over as he asked, "You didn't climax?"

"No", she answered through ragged breath. Instant remorse settled in his heart. Having been so caught up in his own lust, Adam had lost contact with his lover's needs. Needing to rectify that, he reached around to the front of her body, finding the ultra-sensitive piece of flesh at the apex of her womanhood. Still lodged within her warm body, Adam caressed Teela until he felt her clenching and quivering against his manhood, her breathing becoming more labored as she neared orgasm. Her ministrations brought new blood flow to his semi-engorged member filling him again to a full erection. Keeping his finger on her pleasure knob, Adam began thrusting into her once more. Teela expressing her appreciation by yelling out his name as she experienced a multiple orgasm.

However, Adam wasn't yet done. Scooping her up in his arms, Adam ordered the water to stop flowing as he stepped out of the shower. Grabbing a towel off the rack, he walked into the bedroom depositing the towel and then Teela on top of it on the bed. Lying over her, his immense weight supported by his massive arms, Adam slowed down his lovemaking allowing Teela to regain some of her strength. When her breathing returned to normal, the Prince sped up his thrusts simultaneously bringing them to the apex of erotic sensations. Spent, they lay in each other's arms for long moments listening to their heartbeats slowing down.

"Are you alright?", he asked her once his breathing returned to normal.

"I should be asking you that question", she stated with a smile running a red fingernail across his muscular pectorals.

"I do hurt", he stated with a flinch earning a smirk from his lover.

"One wouldn't know, following our wet sexapades", she stated.

"Not my fault", he issued with a challenge.

Quirking her eyebrows at him, she waited until he elaborated. "All I wanted was a shower and for you to bandage me up", he stated innocently.

"All you wanted….my ass!", she exclaimed as she pushed herself into a cross legged position still as naked as she was born.

"It was your", he swallowed hard at the memory "ass, as you say that started all of this", he gestured as he showed her their naked bodies. Then with a confident smirk he added, "And I don't regret a second of it."

"I've realized something about you, my Prince", she stated as she rose from the bed grabbing onto the top sheet for coverage.

"What's that?", he questioned as he wrapped the towel around his waist.

"You use your charm to get out of hot water", she pinpointed.

"Does it work?", he asked with a sexy lopsided smile.

Looking at him sideways, she walked away from the bed opening drawers until she found what she was looking for. Returning back to the bed, she held out the retrieved white bandages to him as a peace offering.

Nodding enthusiastically, Adam scooted to the edge of the bed as he waited for her to answer his question. Teela proceeded to wordlessly wrap his torso with the bandages. As she worked, he also forgot his questions as tidbits of his conversation with his father while Teela was out of earshot ran through his mind.

The King had filled him in on the status of retrieving Lady Stephania. Reportedly, Adora and her friends were met with serious firepower within Snake Mountain. They had returned to the Palace hours ago, empty handed. Adam's gaze traveled the length of Teela's body as she worked quietly, pondering how he was going to relay this bit of information to her. Making a decision, he decided to wait until morning as he didn't want to jeopardize her demanding they leave for Snake Mountain immediately.