Disclaimer: Power Rangers belong to Saban and Disney. Characters you recognize are not mine, but characters you don't recognize, the plot and the idea are mine!

A/N: First, I have to apologize for the fact I forgot to let you know this chapter is rated M which means the rating of this story is changing. I hope you'll have in you heart to forgive me. Check out the A/N in the end of the story. Sadly, it is a the real end ;(

In the Clearing of the Forest
by DarkHonda aka Tal

A Fairytale's End- Part 3

"Andros!" a voice was heard and Ashley's head shot up, a brown haired horseman galloped towards Andros. His horse was black and he had an emerald set sword in his scabbard.

"Shea!" Andros called as Shea was closer, he offered his hand and Shea eagerly accepted the gesture, the two soon shook hands, "I hope everything is quiet," Andros said as the two caught up with Ashley and Sienna.

"Yes, Andros, everything is quiet, Rosa and I have been expecting you earlier," he said and Andros nodded his approval. "Have you had dinner?" Shea asked and Andros eyed Ashley for a moment, she felt the blush rising in her cheeks again.

"I don't think we could eat even if we wanted to," Andros answered and jumped off of Oz, and helped Ashley mounted off Sienna, she jumped down almost too close to Andros and for a rather long moment their eyes were locked; Andros smiled at her and she bit her bottom lip shyly, she felt like a little girl next to him, he made her knees buckle and blush rise in her cheeks, looking into his hazel eyes, she didn't even notice when he embraced her close to him. "I love you," he whispered in her ear and she could feel his heartbeat race as she touched his cheek for a fleeting moment.
Being so close to him stirred her senses and made her wish for something she was so scared of, it boiled her blood and she happily kissed him, addicted to his taste and scent she let herself sink into him, until the lack of air became a problem. They reluctantly pulled back and Andros gently took her hand in his as he led her to the Kadan Castle, where Shea was waiting for them with his wife, Rosa.

Andros let go of her hand for a few moments as he walked aside with Shea who, she guessed, filled him in with everything he missed in the last few days whereas Rosa, was guiding her to another side. "I'm sorry we couldn't take part in your wedding," Rosa said with a disappointed smile, but Ashley hugged her.

"I understand, I'm sorry too," she said, Rosa seemed pleased and laughed.

"Well, with this cleared up, I hope you'll have an interesting night," Rosa said bluntly making Ashley blush to the tip of her ears. Rosa laughed some more and put her hand on Ashley's shoulder. "You'll be alright, Andros is crazy about you, he'll never hurt you," she said wisely, her tone calmed Ashley, she simply knew everything Rosa said was true. So a little calmer she opened her mouth to speak;

"Thanks, Rosa, I guess I don't know what to expect anymore, I'm scared," she whispered, not exactly knowing about what she was talking, the wedding night or her life from now on but Rosa seemed to understand and smiled gently.

"You shouldn't be, Ashley, Andros loves you more than his life, Tiaren sees in you a second daughter, you belong with us, Kadans," Ashley felt a little of the tension in her belly dissolving. "Ashley, you're alright, just think of your husband now, this is where you belong, with us, as your friends and with Andros as your husband, you've earned it," Rosa managed to whisper before Andros came back. He took Ashley's hand gently, signing her to come with him. Shea came in too, putting his hand around Rosa's waists. Ashley smiled nervously, sorry she couldn't whole heartedly smile to her friend, she let Andros lead her up the stoned stairs to his room, every step making her stomach twirl, making her fears grow a little, but then they stood in front of the door to his room.

"Ashley," he whispered and she looked at him, his face was soft and almost worried, "Do you want this?" he asked and at that moment she was speechless, 'what is he doing?' she wondered, 'doesn't he want me?' she feared, not able to answer.

"Ash, I won't force you into anything, I'll wait for you if you feel you're not ready," he whispered and she shook her head.

"I-I don't know, Andros, I don't even know what to expect," she managed to stutter. Andros seemed to be in a deep thought for a few moments, as if considering what to do, but she suddenly felt a surge of confidence. "Andros, I-umm, willing to try," she whispered and diverted her gaze from his face, looking at the floor. He gently touched her chin and made her look into his eyes.

"Thank you," he said, "for trusting me with yourself," he whispered and opened the door to reveal a beautifully decorated room; it was dimly lit as the only source of light was the fire in the fireplace. In front of the fire laid a red carpet covered with yellow rose petals and on the yellow mattress were laying red rose petals. Above the bed, white canopies were hanged and the smell was almost as intoxicating as Andros' smell, she recognized the smell as a mixture of vanilla and lilies. The room was warm and inviting, she stepped into the room gentle as a cat, a welcoming wave of heat washed her and she felt good, but still tensed.

Looking back she saw Andros entering the room and slowly working off his red silk doublet, folding it neatly and putting it on the box that stood in the far corner of the room. He stayed with a white shirt and slowly worked off his scabbard and sword and put them, too, into the box. Ashley watched him lovingly, scared but adoring every feature of his gentle face, 'I could sit here forever and adore the fire that flickers in his eyes,' she thought, hypnotized to his masculine form. He made her melt, warming her heart with just being there… he stopped for a moment, staring into her eyes, she was lost now, wandering in the depths of him…

With a quick movement he broke their eye contact and stood in front of her, offering his hand, she smiled, it was like he was offering her himself, his whole being. She took the offer, letting him kiss her and sweep her to a whole different universe, she felt as if she were flying, again, in his arms, with his mouth... When he pulled back and she opened her eyes to watch his hazel ones staring at her, she blushed and he chuckled.

"My lady Ashley, trust me," he whispered and she felt how he quivered when he said that, he begged that. She couldn't bear see him begging her to trust him, she did trust him, but this was new and a bit scary… with a moment's thought she slowly brought her hands around him in a tight hug; she loved being held by him, she loved to feel his hard body against her, he was warmth and softness as much as he was hardness and muscles.

"I love you, Andros, I trust you," she murmured to his ear and she felt him almost tensing in response.

"Love you too, my forest nymph," he murmured against her lips before kissing her again, making her soar into a delirium of love, while she suddenly noticed that her hands were now adoring his abs? She was about to take her hands off of him when she just realized that he was the one guiding her hands under his shirt. That he wanted her to touch him, and she couldn't feel any more flattered, no one ever wanted her…like this. She slowly trusted again and gently studied the soft smooth texture of his skin, of his muscled body. Soon enough, she was completely relaxed against him and her hands, as if at their own will, started to explore his flat abdomen and hard chest.
While her hands roamed his chest, stroking, feeling, brushing, she absently noted his gentle hold of her waists as he pushed her against him, his mouth demanding hers, conquering, cherishing..

She couldn't think any longer, she almost forgot her name! He was blurring her senses with his love, with his action and all she knew through this haze of love, heat and passion was that she wanted to touch all of him; that something in her burnt for him, a primitive urge to touch and be touched.
All these urges, thing she was never allowed to feel, never knew she could feel flooded her, she wanted to taste his skin and be tasted, and wondered if he would let her, as she moaned against his mouth when she felt his hands slowly brushing away her yellow bodice, leaving her with a white shirt and brown breeches.
He smiled at her, and before she could protest any of his actions he put his lips in the crook of her neck, sucking that spot, licking, driving her half crazy with a full intent to.

She wanted to wrap her hands around his soft reviving skin, to kiss his adoring lips and cherish every bit of him she could. She was already not her usual self, and the love she knew she had for him was now taking the form of lust, she wasn't exactly scared anymore… anticipation was built in her slowly, bit after torturing bit.
With a long stare into Andros' eyes he smiled and took off his white shirt, exposing his tanned skin to her eyes. She almost shuddered from the amazing sight revealed to her, he was beautiful, true, it wasn't the first time she saw his chest, but it amazed her all the same; it was like he was sculptured in stone, his muscles were so strong and beautiful, craving for her soft touch, and she touched. She felt him tremble against her fingers, wherever she touched, wherever her hands slowly glided up his abdomen to his chest and from his chest to his shoulder, she could almost sigh from the pleasure of watching him shudder with ever touch.

"Ashley…" he almost groaned her name in a hoarse voice, making her shudder with the realization of just how much affect she had on him, as he led her, gently, to the bed. She couldn't deny she wanted this, her mind was already blurry with the need, the need of him and rational thinking of pain or whatever it may be, just faded away.

She followed him on the mattress, letting him take off his boots and then when she tried to undo hers, he smiled and stopped her from getting up. He took off her boots himself, throwing them gently behind his shoulder to the floor. He, then, raised his gaze to her eyes, and slowly climbed on the bed, above her, his eye snot leaving her not even for the slightest of moments. She examined his calm face, with the shadows the fire forced onto him, he looked like the fearless warrior she knew he was, and she almost melted at the thought.

She was lost in him again, his eyes enchanting her with a silence spell, she almost didn't notice his touch, his warm large hand that slid underneath her shirt, at first asking permission and then touching ad exploring her abdomen slowly, making her flushed with excitement and anticipation; it was a new feeling, a weird yet really good feeling. His warm hands caressed her ever so gently, making little waves of pleasure bore into her.

She couldn't contain all the feelings that stormed inside her when he touched her, his touch was fire burning in her, melting her skin, making her shudder to the bone. His hands were still digging under her shirt urgently when he slowly began to peel it off. For a moment he stopped to look at her face, silently asking for her permission again, she nodded, appreciating him more than ever. He sent her a smile before pulling the shirt off of her, leaving her dressed with her brown breeches solely, he gazed at her for a while, a dreamy expression on his face; she was more than embarrassed to be seen like this, half naked, in front of a man, 'my husband,' she thought and tried to calm herself against him, 'he's my husband,' she told herself, 'isn't it his ri-' but she couldn't think from that moment on, when his lips planted little kisses from her neck to her abdomen mercilessly, his hands giving the briefest touch to all of her. She moaned, giving in to the great pleasure that now was making her dizzy.

His body was all over hers, his skin brushing hers, making her feel a tingle of excitement every time they touched; she knew there was more to come, much more than these tiny excitements he gave her, she knew it was supposed to be great but she was still a bit scared; it was supposed to hurt, too.
She had to admit to herself, that it was quite hard staying scared when she was lost in his eyes, in the pleasure he was giving her; she only hoped he wouldn't be too rushed with her. With this.

"Ashley…Ash, trust me, forget about everything else," he whispered to her and kissed her gently, "I'm here, Ash, don't think about later, think about me and you now," he begged, murmuring against her mouth, his hands digging under her breeches;
She decided to give in, to his plea, and she smiled sweetly before claiming his mouth to another kiss, making him roll under her letting her hold the helm for a while, as she kissed his jaw line and tested his responses to her sucking his neck, he was all goose bumped and it made her feel good, it made her feel a little more secured, knowing she could make him feel as much as lost as she was when he made her dizzy with pleasure.

'It's addicting,' she had to admit, his body was reacting to every little thing she did, to every kiss she dared planting on his chest, to ever briefed touch in his arms, to a little bite on his neck, she felt him shuddering, groaning, whispering her name; he was so soft in some places, and so hard in other, his lips were heaven and his hard muscled abdomen made her melt against him. He was so manly against her, she thought she might dissolve into a puddle any moment, but his gorgeous hazel eyes that were barely open now, almost blind with passion, made her dare even more and encouraged her to go on..

At some point he rolled over her again, kissing her feverishly, she couldn't take anything anymore, she was so absorbed with the haze of love that intoxicated her. But maybe he was too, in the way he desperately undressed her and himself, how his hands couldn't linger on any part more than one moment fearing he'd explode if he won't get what he wants, stars, what he probably needed… But she didn't care anymore, she was, too, blind with the need of him, and as long as he was touching her, making love to her, she couldn't protest, only moan…

She never thought this...thing… this act…could lead to something so emotional, moaning she gave into him again and again, yet they were his moans that she longed to stir and provoke. He nibbled her earlobe, her hands all over his back, stroking lovingly, making her shudder with every fleeting touch, "Andros," she whispered his name and he looked at her, smiling.

"I love you, Ashley," he whispered when he finally got read of their breeches, he glanced down at her, at all of her, but shyness was no longer an issue for her, not after all the pleasure they shared and had yet to share. She knew there was nothing to hide from him, he was hers and she was his and they were sharing the greatest pleasure life had to offer. Intoxicated with him, she pulled him down for a kiss, he responded eagerly, making her giggle quietly against his mouth, he laughed himself, his hand dangerously getting close to her thighs. She gasped when he dared touching her there, she was shocked she let him touch her, but shock was soon replaced with pleasure and wanting more, so much more. Moaning quietly to his ears, Ashley could almost feel release, but nothing came as he slowly rose above her again, a smile tugged on his lips when he gazed at her.

"Andros…" she whined and he chuckled mischievously, lowering himself, making his body brush hers, making her pout and glare. "Andros, I swear…" she started saying when he kissed her, demanding everything she had to offer, his taste was even sweeter, his scent much more arousing and he was finally that close.

"Ash, it's going to hurt," he whispered to her ears, between one kiss to another, "I promise it'll only hurt for a short while," he begged to her ears. She bit her bottom lip, doubtful, but then she looked into his eyes and soon smiled.

"I trust you, Andros," she answered simply, "I hope it'll be worth it," she muttered later, he laughed, not his usual free, deep laughter but a hoarse one, sexy. She blushed and he kissed her once again, making her head dizzy with want.

"I promise," he whispered and gently stroked her, her shoulders, her breasts, her abdomen, her thighs… he was arousing, reviving, pleasuring and much more. Stars how much she wanted him!
She trusted him, she knew just enough to conclude that he knew what he was doing and it made her reality become an illusion. With him. She was still scared a little, even though she was a little more at ease with him. She never imagined this would become, only a month ago he was still Coran!

She felt him slowly entering her, it hurt but not as much as she expected; she bit her bottom lip, the pain was there, not too great but still there. She promised herself she won't cry, she knew Andros would get hysteric if he sees her crying, she looked into his hazel eyes, asking comfort; they were shining with worry, Andros extended his hand and caressed her cheek gently, not moving since he entered her.

"Ashley," he whispered and she calmed down as she heard his voice, "tell me when it stops hurting," he said gently and she nodded. It took a few moments, it was a strange feeling, Andros was inside her and not moving but he was busing himself with kissing her neck. As the moments fleeted, she was hurting less and less, until she felt not too much of pain, it was almost okay, even a little bit more…

"A-Andros?" she asked and he kissed her, his lips gently crushing hers, reviving her passion, her need for him, comforting, calming. She knew how he felt at that moment because he gave his feelings with their kiss. She thought she couldn't get any higher with this delirium of love until he started thrusting into her;
She was in heaven, his eyes were boring in to hers, she was now completely lost, their rhythm, their bodies united, he was giving her the greatest pleasure she had ever known and she wanted now to become forever. Her hands were keeping him close to her, hugging him, stroking his back, making soft groans slip from his mouth. She giggled as she saw just how much his eyes turned dark yellow. 'Like a cat,' she thought and kissed him, knowing there had to be a limit to all this pleasure, a limit she'll have to reach sooner or later. But as she kissed him, nothing seemed more important than him, than his taste and his body that surrounded her. She moaned as she felt herself almost desperately turning to the puddle of Ashley she knew she would become….

It hadn't take Andros any longer than a few seconds to reach that high himself, he almost collapsed on her, yet not wanting to crush her, he leaned on his forearms. Ashley smiled at him and he smiled.

"So, was it worth it?" he asked with a knowing smile, she giggled before pulling him down to a kiss.

"Hey, if it that's good, we just might start doing it every night," she whispered in his ear, he laughed against her mouth before crushing his lips on hers.

\3-3-5//

(One Year Later)
She was standing in the balcony, looking at the skies fondly, the stars were shinning and the blackness of night never seemed friendlier. Ashley hugged herself as a little of nightly chill tickled her skin. The stars twinkled and almost danced in her presence, yet they paled next to the Abale. Tonight, it was blue, 'a blue shade of love,' she thought with a smile.
Suddenly, she heard the door open, she knew it was him, the door was closed quietly and she heard him walking around their room, 'probably getting dressed,' she rolled her eyes. After a moment she felt a blanket wrapping her, he hugged her.

"You're late," she said quietly, not looking away from the stars. In response he only held her tighter to himself.

"I know, my father tends to ramble when he's happy, especially on this day, my forest nymph," he whispered in her ear, his hot breath on her ear making her shudder.
"Are they asleep?" he asked and Ashley couldn't help herself from smiling, knowing he's a good father to their three months old twin babies. That night was the first time he hadn't taken part in putting them to sleep and she knew it bothered him.

"Like little angels," she said quietly, leaning on his hug.

"Not giving any trouble, I hope," he stated and she giggled.

"Briac fell asleep immediately, she was exhausted but Bryn…" she paused a little, "I think his sleeping habits are similar to someone else I know," she gave him a knowing glance, biting her bottom lip to prevent herself from laughing. He seemed satisfied with the fact his son was so much alike him, she loved it.

"Are they?" Andros asked with a broad, proud smile, making Ashley turn around to face him.

"Mhmm," she hummed, as she let the blanket he put on her shoulders glide down to the floor. She smiled to him and hugged him, loving the way his warm body fit exactly to hers. Not able to resist any longer, she pressed a kiss to his lips.

"I love you, Andros," she murmured against his lips, he flashed a tiny smile of satisfaction before conquering her mouth. She was addicted to his kisses, to his touches, every kiss was another world, another temptation he offered and she took. There was no regret, never only love and warmth and safety. Her home, she already knew, was the place he was, giving her everything she ever wanted. Himself, their family. She couldn't think any longer, his arms that circled her waists and kept her close to him slide up her back and pressed her closer to him. His lips, she noted almost absently, tortured her own lips again, in a sweet torture of love.

Too busy with themselves instead of the skies, a comet crossed the skies, amazing with its beauty and glory, almost like their love;
Not even the soft wind that blew around the planet could wake them from their haze of love and happiness. Not even the stars themselves; Not even the same comet that marked them for each other since the day the were born, yet all of them knew that this kind of love finds its way anywhere, anytime, against all odds, a once in a lifetime chance.

And they lived happily ever after…

A/N: Before all the honors I want to share with you guys, I really want to say that I'm proud of this story and I'm glad you like it. This is the last time I ask of you to review, so even those who read this and never reviewed- now is your last chance:P

I was Tal, you were great and I'll see ya guys around;)

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and of course, a giant thankyou to the two who are just as important to this story as Ash and Dros:
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