Disclaimer: I don't own Once Upon a Time.
AN: This is a sequel to Captivation and Fate. Despite their age difference, David is falling in love with Mary and longs to escape his abusive marriage to Kathryn.
To the guest reviewer that didn't like Drunk Snow: You're about the only one. I wrote that, because it was fun. It was meant to be fun. Lighten up...your Snow hate literally has no place here. Everyone seems to forget that Snow's going through a lot. She's separated from her husband and it's painful. But it's always Emma, Emma, Emma. Or Rumple and Regina. Snow has pain too and I refuse to dismiss her or hate on her the way most of this fandom has.
Once Upon a Snowing
Passion
It had been twenty-eight years since he had kissed her like this, with passion and need. With love...she could feel it ebbing through him. With every kiss and caress, she could feel Charming fighting to get out. David was so like him in many ways, just with less confidence and self worth. It was no wonder. She had heard enough from Granny and Ruby about how Kathryn treated him and the things she said to him.
It had been twenty-eight years since she had felt his hands on her and she was in heaven. Their lips parted momentarily, as they gazed into each other's eyes.
"You are so beautiful…" he said, still in awe of her.
"You're sweet. I'm not exactly a young woman anymore," she replied, a little self conscious now.
"I want you…" he blurted out. His eyes widened suddenly, like he was wondering where such a bold thought had come from. But she knew where it came from.
"I…" he started to say, but she cut him off by kissing him again.
"Mmm...I want you too," she hummed, as he watched her with utter captivation, as she nimbly undid the buttons on his flannel shirt. It dropped to the floor, leaving him in just a tank top. She didn't stop there though and he lifted his arms so she could remove the undershirt too.
"Oh…" she thought, appreciating that she was finally able to gaze upon him like this again. Bare, lean muscle met her hungry eyes, as she took him in.
With feather-light touches, her hands skated over his flesh. Her body was already humming with being this close to him again. The scars on his abdomen were new and she felt even more anger at Regina. These were the price he had paid getting her into the wardrobe. If only he had been able to follow her through…
"I think I got them in a car accident. I don't really remember it, except I woke up in the hospital. Guess I was in a coma for a couple years. Katherine was so angry...cause I was trying to leave I think," he recalled.
"She should have been overjoyed that you were okay," she said bitterly. He shrugged.
"I should have been grateful to her...she could have just shut off my machines and been done with me. Maybe that would have been better," he said sadly. Her eyes flew to his, wide with disbelief.
"Never say that," she said in horror.
"Until you...I don't think anyone would have cared," he replied, a touch of bitter in his voice. She put her hands on his broad shoulders and slowly slid them up his neck, until she was cradling his handsome face.
"I care...I'd be devastated if anything happened to you," she confessed.
"But why? You barely know me," he said. She inhaled deeply, trying to keep her composure. She couldn't tell him yet...it wouldn't make any sense. He might even think she was mocking him; Katherine had mocked and belittled him enough that it would make more sense than the actual truth to him.
"Do you believe in love at first sight? In true love?" she asked tentatively.
"Before you? No...I was pretty sure that stuff was just in fairy tales," he replied. Her heart clenched at those words.
"But now...I…" he stammered, as he gazed into her emerald eyes.
"Yes...because I fell for you the moment I met you," he confessed. She melted into him at that point and their kisses grew feverish. She almost wanted to weep at the feeling of his lips kissing her neck, of being pressed flush against him, of his hands on her waist. The cold, lonely nights of crying herself to sleep, longing for his arms around her were over at last. She needed him...as desperately as ever.
"Make love to me…" she pleaded, as she gazed into his eyes and lifted her arms. He gazed back just as passionately and pulled her blouse over her head. Their lips met again and her hands made quick work of his belt. She pushed his jeans down his long legs and moaned into his kiss, as she felt his arousal pressing against the confines of his boxers. She backed him toward the bed and she stood between his legs, kissing him, as he sat on the bed. He gazed up at her and watched, as she undid her pants and slid them down her shapely legs, before kicking them away. His back hit the bed, as she straddled his lap. Passion consumed them, much like it used to, feeling as though no time had passed at all...
Much Later
Mary rested her head against his chest, as they bathed in the afterglow.
"Wow...that was...wow…" David said in awe, as he held her and she was in heaven being in his arms again. She wasn't even sure wow covered it. The passion between them was as incredible as ever and he didn't even have his memories back yet.
He gazed at her in awe and she gazed back, a sated smile on her face.
"Is...is it wrong that I'm in love with you?" he whispered. She smiled.
"No...I'm in love with you too. I feel like I have been my whole life, even though that probably sounds crazy," she replied.
"It doesn't...nothing has ever felt this right. You're the only thing that feels right in this stupid town," he confessed. She smiled and kissed him tenderly.
"You need to be prepared though. People are going to think a couple like us is scandalous. They're going to call us names. They will be very cruel," she warned.
"Mary...they already call me names. I'm Kathryn's trophy husband. A pretty face with no brains. Women think I'm just a boy-toy. Men think I'm a pushover. Even if she won't give me a divorce...I never want to go back to her," he cried.
"Oh my love…" she soothed, as she hugged him and rested his head on her chest.
"You don't have to go back to her. This is your home now," she said.
Mary wasn't kidding. In the days that followed, the whole town was on fire with the gossip that David Nolan had finally left his wife Kathryn, not only for a another woman, but a woman twice his age. Rumors flew around, each one more outlandish than the next. Mary was badmouthed fiercely by some and called horrible names. Home wrecker and tramp were the kindest of the terms used when referring to her.
Kathryn was livid and embarrassed, going as far as lashing out at David publicly in the diner. But that had only led to everyone's surprise. It wasn't the first time Kathryn Nolan had belittled her husband in public, but this time he didn't take it and better, didn't cave to her demands.
Regina was seething, especially when she learned that Graham had offered Emma a job as his deputy. And Snow...that insipid, over the hill princess was back to being a thorn in her side. She admitted she had underestimated Snow's ability, even at her age, to seduce Charming back to her. But she had just the thing to fix them both. She stared at the gleaming knife she had swiped from the Nolan's kitchen when she was there pretending to comfort Kathryn. And the knife conveniently had David Nolan's fingerprints all over it. She picked up her phone, pushed a button, and brought it to her ear.
"Is it done?" she asked, listening to the voice on the other end. She smirked evilly.
"Excellent work," Regina praised, as she hung up.
"We'll see how smug you are when I take him away from you again, Snow White," Regina hissed, as she gazed out the window over her town.
David arrived home to the loft, a little sad, as he carried a box filled with sparse belongings. He should have known it was inevitable, but he didn't regret anything. He could never regret meeting Mary and falling for her. He didn't care what people in this stupid, narrow minded town thought. He loved her. He was coming to adore Emma too. They were the same age, but he strangely saw her like a woman he would be proud to have as a daughter, as crazy as it sounded. But little David...he had really taken to the kid and visa-versa. Thick as thieves, they had been recently. Little David seemed like he wanted to follow him everywhere and kept asking him if he knew how to use a sword. It might seem peculiar, but he chalked it up to little David's love for his book of fairy tales he was always wanting to read from. David had read to him several times over the past few weeks, each time heralding the tale of Snow White at little David's insistence, much to Mary's amusement.
"He thinks you're Prince Charming," she had told him.
"I don't think I'm much of a Prince Charming," he had replied shyly.
"No...I really think he's onto something. I certainly would have no problem calling you my Prince Charming," she had cooed.
"Would that make you my Snow White?" he had joked, though the look on Mary's face had seemed like she almost wanted to cry. He would have pondered why more, but she had made sure all coherant thought left his mind at that point and found themselves in bed again. He almost blushed at the incredible memories of that night. Kissing her, making love to her and she to him, hands everywhere and lips too, touching and tasting, voices singing for each other.
No...he didn't regret anything, even if he had just been fired from his job. The reason stated was failure to perform work efficiently, but he knew that was all crap. He was good with the animals...really good. He knew the Mayor or Kathryn probably had a hand in seeing he was let go. Kathryn wanted to punish him and force him back to her. But it wasn't happening. He was never going back.
He offered a small smile, as he went inside the small apartment that he now lived in.
"David!" little David called, as he was scooped up into strong arms, after setting the box aside.
"Hey kid," he said, as he hugged him back.
"Oh no...they didn't," Mary fretted, as she saw the box.
"It's okay...I'll find something else," he promised.
"But you loved that job," she said. He shrugged.
"I love you more," he replied simply, and she felt herself melt. He was more and more himself with each day that passed. She just wished she knew what the big push was that she needed to bring all his memories back. She eagerly welcomed his arms around her and put her head against his chest.
But Emma chose that moment to burst in, looking as worried as Mary had seen her in a long time.
"Emma?" she asked.
"I'm guessing you two haven't heard the latest," she replied.
"What's going on?" David asked.
"Kathryn's missing," she stated bluntly.
"Missing?" David asked. Emma nodded.
"She didn't show up for work today and no one's seen her since yesterday at work. The Mayor and her father and pushing us pretty hard to start an investigation already," Emma said, shifting uncomfortably.
"And you have to question me," David replied, catching on. She sighed.
"I know you didn't do anything," she started to say, but he put his hand up.
"It's okay Emma...I'm her estranged husband. I'll be suspect number one. I don't have anything to hide," he replied, as he leaned over and kissed Mary tenderly.
"I'll be home soon," he said, trying to convince them both. She nodded and put her hands on her grandson's shoulders, as he followed Emma out to her car.
"Grams...is Gramps gonna be okay?" little David asked. She forced a smile for him.
"Of course sweetheart," she replied. But she knew that if Regina had any involvement in this, she knew coming up with some bogus evidence wouldn't be hard for her. She knew the woman and she wouldn't stop until she took David away from her again. But there was no magic this time and this may be her town, but Snow was going to fight her...and she was going to win this time...