Chapter 16

Oswald's POV…

" I love you, Mary, I always have. I don't think I'll ever stop" I said to her then as my eyes rose from the pale white expanse of her neck. I kept looking at her, knowing she would tell me how she knew that, but I couldn't let her. I needed to say these things to her, especially after these last few weeks, and as her hand touched my cheek, I moved to hold it there.

"I feel the need to tell you these things…I fear you may not know after everything that has passed between us" I whispered, but my words only made her smile. Both her hands came to touch my face and with a curving of her lips, she kissed me.

Her lips were sweet then even as they pressed so fixedly against my own. She held herself close to me as if she meant to never let me go. I didn't realize how much I wanted that until I had her in my arms in that moment, her lips desperately kissing mine, and her breasts pressed into the lines of my chest along with all the rest of her. As I deepened the kiss in that moment, my hands worked all by themselves as they clutched the swell of her ass using it to hoist her closer until we were one body skin to skin, and clutching at each other, we both knew that everything had been renewed between us. As I refused to let her go, my hands touching her, holding her where I pleased, she seemed to revel in that until our kiss was unexpectedly broken, and my eyes were looking into hers. She seemed to swoon at my touch, a moan leaving her lips as we pressed all the closer, and in her eyes, I saw a sparkle. A sparkle made up of lust, love, passion, and also friendship as she felt me then, my hardness pressed into her through the fabric of my pants, and we both knew in that moment how this night would end.

"We've been apart too long" whispered Mary, her voice seeming to make a thrill go up my spine even as she drew away from me as we shared one final breath before she opened my shirt with a flurry of buttons that I barely even registered as I failed to take my eyes off her.

"Oswald, I've never needed any passionate declaration from you to know how you feel. I see it every time you look at me. I feel it right now, as we're pressed close, and your hard cock is poking me through your pants. I know it by the way you kiss me with the kiss of a man unwilling to let me leave his sight. As long as you always continue to give me those things then I'll never require anything else" exclaimed Mary, her words so precise even as she laid her hands flat against the skin of my chest. Her eyes sought mine then and we seemed to speak silently as her fingers drew their patterns in my skin. After a moment, she drew the pattern of a heart into the center of my chest, and laying her open hand there afterward, she smiled at me. That had always been our secret really, my heart had always been in her hands as hers had been in mine, and there had never been anyone else for either of us. Burying my face in her neck then, I kissed it, praising this woman who had become my lifeforce, and every touch we had was tender as we savored these moments between the two of us. Her arms seemed to wrap around me then, her hand touching the back of my neck as if encouraging me to continue, and with a final kiss to her shoulder, I showed her the same treatment she had given me only moments before. I wasn't nearly as quick about it though; I open each button on her blouse until parting the fabric she shivered as the cold air of the club touched her skin.

I removed the fabric quickly. It slid down her arms slowly yet just as it did, it was just as quickly on the floor, and she came closer to me as if to seek warmth. I was more then glad to warm her as her arms hung haphazardly over my shoulders and our eyes met in a moment of steamy contemplation. For the first time, she felt like she was completely mine, and even as the truth lingered in the back of my mind, I couldn't let it spoil this moment. I had her all to myself and I would enjoy that if I could. It was just her and I, I saw in her eyes she enjoyed it just as much as I did, and as we savored this moment everything else truly fell away as I couldn't help just looking at her. My eyes truly looked at her. At the swell of her breasts as I cupped them letting my fingers flicker over her nipples as they hardened in the cool air. I expected her to be cool to the touch, but she was surprisingly warm as she watched me. I was enjoying her, touching her, and she let me as her eyes glimmered as she seemed to wait to see what I would do. In that moment, I didn't know what I wanted. Mary moaned as my fingers brushed over the beautiful mounds in front of me. The sound enticed me as I pictured all the ways I could have her, but when it sounded again, a picture formed in my mind that I couldn't deny. I wanted her pressed close, I wanted to be inside of her, and to make her never forget the love we shared. I wanted to rekindle this passion that existed between us and reclaim the love that had been fractured for far too long.

"Mary, stand up for me. I need something from you" I said it softly, the image that had formed in my mind not fading even as she slowly left my lap.

She watched me then as I stood up with her. She leaned against the table at first, her body still bare from the waist up as I looked at her once more. Our eyes met in that moment, as I approached her slowly, and when my hands touched her waist, I drew her into a kiss.

"You have something in store for us, don't you, my Oswald?" exclaimed Mary suddenly, my lips refusing to answer her as I kissed her again, her arms going around my neck as the image of what I wanted became a reality as I pressed her back into the table.

"Fish Mooney used to sit at this table and give orders, this is ours now though, our table. I want to lift you onto this table. I want to make love to you. I want you naked on this table, to want to be between your legs, and I want to make this ours. I don't want to think of Fish Mooney when I sit here, I want to think of this moment, here with you" I exclaimed imagining her then with the tablecloth soft beneath her as I made love to her. It all inspired the movement of my hands, for with deft fingers, I pulled down the zipper of her skirt.

"For gods sake, Oswald, do as you please with me" whispered Mary as our lips parted our eyes meeting as the fabric of her skirt fell to pool around her feet, and in that moment, we both realized the desperation that surrounded us both.

I found myself admiring her as she stood in only her underwear, her breasts pressed to my chest, but gathering my strength, I lifted her to sit on the table.

"Oswald" exclaimed Mary daringly looking around us then before pushing my shirt to the floor as well.

"You are extraordinary, my Oswald, always thinking up new ways to show me a good time" said Mary, her voice giddy seeming to call to me. I followed her call though, taking the steps necessary to press myself to her completely. We both had that sparkle in our eyes now and we reveled in it. She was the only one I could ever had wanted to share this moment with, and I had her there with me. It all felt so wonderful in that moment as our foreheads touched in a tender moment in which we both recognized the significance of this moment. And then I kissed her finding in that moment that I would be happy if I never did anything else. As we kissed, I fingered her panties letting them slide quickly away from her, and as they dropped to the ground, our eyes met.

"I love you more then anything in the world, you know that I hope. You are the most brilliant, extraordinary man that has ever existed, Oswald, and you're the only man I would ever wish to spend my life with. I won't be happy until I get to spend every day of that life with you, but until then, I will bask in these little moments" said Mary, each word sure and precise as she looked at me the entire time. As she spoke, her hands found my chest again, covering the place where my heartbeat for her, and in that moment, we were truly in love with each other. It made me think of that moment when I'd left her that day. It was the worst mistake I'd ever made, and I knew I could never repeat it in that moment, for I needed her, loved her too much. She was the center of my world and that would never change, whether I knew it or not.

I was a man who wanted many things. I wanted Gotham, but that wasn't what truly lied within my heart. She was all I'd ever wanted, and I could feel it all moving into place. Very soon, she wouldn't have to go back to anyone, but she would always be able to remain there with me. This moment was the beginning of it all. Very soon, it would all be mine, but in that moment none of that mattered. There was only her and everything else could wait. I knew as I looked at her that everything would be as it should, she seemed to sense that too. Mary opened my pants taking me in her hand without a word then and with her eyes always peering into mine, I knew now was the time for us to come together again.

"Very soon, my Oswald, you will have everything you've ever dreamed of. You will rise above everyone in this city, and we can finally be together. You will take what you want" whispered Mary her words made my heart pound. They made me look at her and suddenly, I was dragging her all the closer. For she would be the first thing I would go about taking for myself. For she should have been mine all along, but I would right that for us, very soon, I would make sure that she belonged to me without anyone ever questioning that again.

"All I want, right now, is you" I whispered coming to stand between her legs. Her legs seemed to go around me drawing me deeper into her. She was smiling and after a moment, I realized that I was too. Nothing could have separated us in that moment, it was as if our future had already begun, and it had. We were truly beginning our lives together, but neither of us knew that, for Maroni always seemed to be looming over us. On that night though, nothing did, and we were happier then either of us could ever remember being. And then I was filling her, my name an exclamation of desire on her lips, and as I claimed her the table along with everything around us began to shake.

" You have me, Oswald" exclaimed Mary suddenly making my lips descend down until we were kissing.

" I want to always be this way with you, Mary, just like this. I love you; I never want to let you go" I exclaimed moving inside of her quickly as her screams of pleasure sounded all around us. I listened to them, finding them boosted something inside of me as her hands held me, and refused to allow me even an inch of separation from her. My own name sounded different when she said it. Like something intoxicating and tender. I preferred it that way as I savored this long overdue moment with the woman I loved, so very much. And then when she screamed my name that final time, I found it to be the best music I had ever heard in that club. She was the most magnificent woman I had ever known.

"Oswald, god, Oswald, I love you" exclaimed Mary as she fell apart in my arms her nails piercing my skin to make their mark.

"You are the only woman I ever loved, Mary, the only woman I've ever thought about. I could never forget you, ever, you are my only love, my Mary" I exclaimed my breathing heavy as we shared a final kiss before parting simply to look at each other.

"I know that my Oswald, just as I know that very soon everything is going to change for us. I feel it and I know you do too" said Mary that glimmer that I loved dancing in her eye, it had me kissing her again before we found ourselves drawing apart to dress again.

" Very soon, we'll be together you and I. You and I will own this city and you'll never be forced to go anywhere" I whispered watching her dress with a hunger still inside myself for her that never seemed to wane even as I finished dressing only to move to take both her hands.

"You shall be king of Gotham, and I shall be your queen. You will be my husband and I will be your wife. Nothing ever sounded so sweet or wonderful" whispered Mary, she hugged me then, her arms around my waist. She looked at me a moment, still smiling her skin seeming to glow, and I was about to kiss her when she turned away. She buried her face in my neck and sighed, her breathing slow as I drew her closer. After a moment, she looked at me again, and when I moved to kiss me again, this time, she didn't move away. She accepted my kiss with a thrill in her eyes that didn't leave her that night as long as we were together.

"All I want is to call you, my wife. You should have been that long before now, but we will right that wrong soon" I said taking her into my arms as she smiled the most beautiful smile in that moment.

"Mrs. Oswald Cobblepot has a nice ring to it" whispered Mary drawing me into a deep kiss that served as our final goodbye.

"It will look beautiful on you. There's no one else I would ever think of wearing it" I whispered as we parted, making her smile as she left me then, and though it pained me to let her go, on that night, I couldn't keep her the way I pleased, but soon enough, I would. Soon enough, I would never let her out of my sight. Maroni would never touch her again. She would belong solely to me. I would give her back to him tonight, but not forever. Very soon, I would take her from him, and I promised us that as she left me that night. Knowing the events as they transpired after she left me, I'm glad she wasn't there. She didn't need to see what happened that night.

For I had climbed the stage to celebrate a bit more until I saw her standing there.

I must admit, I never expected you to be sleeping with Don Maroni's wife. I wonder what he would do if I told him" exclaimed Fish Mooney, standing there now with Butch right behind her.