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a new chapter just for you! Hope you like it; M content ahead!

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Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not Once upon a Time, just the crazy ideas in my head that I incorporated into this story!

Chapter 54

Aura's POV:

'I want to stay with you.'

At the sound of my voice, he turned around, his eyes stained red from crying, rising to meet my gaze.

'You mean it?' he asked hopefully, closing the distance between us while it continued to rain, soaking us completely. Our proximity sent shivers throughout my body that had nothing to do with the cold.

'Yes. Look.' Motioning to my chest, I could see a bright golden glow shining more powerful than ever.

This was right. Meant to be. Inevitable. I pushed the wet hair sticking to Pan's forehead away and moved my hand to the back of his head, my other hand grasping his chin lovingly, our noses touching.

I could feel the warmth of his breath brushing the top of my lip as my eyes kept moving between his intense stare and his mouth. Moving up the last half inch, I gave away my hesitations and our lips touched. His hand wrapped around my back, pulling me closer to his body, the small water-droplets pouring down on us as tingles coursed through my body.

The kiss, at first sweet and slow, quickly grew intense and heated, all unsaid proclamations and emotions evident. The flame inside me evolved into a fire that spread out from my chest to the rest of my body, down my arms and legs to the tips of my very being. Taken with a hunger that only he could sate, I splayed my hands against his chest and pushed him towards the cottage, somehow guiding him through the rooms to a bed. As his knees hit the edge, Pan fell and landed softly, breaking our kiss. I continued to straddle him, moving in to capture his lips once more.

He gripped me by the shoulders, keeping me away. 'Are you sure? I was a monster to you...' He waited, seeking my conformation; the guilt heavy in his eyes.

'I want this, Peter. I want you.' Cupping his cheeks, I pulled him close to me so he was looking me directly in the eyes.

He would find no lie; only desire and love.

'You...I haven't heard anyone say that name in a hundred years.' Now that he mentioned it, I was aware.

All these years, he had been Pan to me. Tonight, and for the rest of eternity, he would be Peter. My Peter.

'Peter,' I breathed, relishing the way it sounded.

In a sudden motion, he flipped us so that our positions were changed.

'I am yours forever,' he murmured, 'but we can start with today. Aura.' Pressing our foreheads together, his faint grey eyes bore into mine. 'Let me make love to you.'

'Mine forever,' I whispered with a soft smile growing on my face, 'As I am yours.' I recited my words from the last time we had come together, feeling the anticipation growing, the knots intensifying in my stomach.

Peter moved to the side of my head, letting his breath tickle my ear, tugging my earlobe with his teeth as I slid my fingers under his shirt to touch his warming skin. I could feel him shiver before his hands dropped to the hem of my blouse. For a moment, his hands fiddled with the fabric; I wasn't sure if he was nervous or doing it to make me frustrated.

He fumbled around, playing with the buttons of my shirt, and as he hooked a finger into my shirt, dragged it slowly up my body, over my head, exposing my breasts, I breathed out a soft moan of need. Peter let out a soft huff of air while leaning down, pressing his lips to my bare stomach, moving upwards until I felt his tongue swirl around the taut pink buds and my body arched into him.

Feeling light-headed, my heart racing; I saw him stand up, pulling his tunic over his back. My eyes took in his chest, the muscles rippling while he moved, kicking off his shoes, his pants following a second later. With his signature grin, he pulled at my pants from my ankles and, discarding them on the floor, he crawled back into bed between my legs, not taking his eyes of mine.

The way he brushed his nose along my neck, and how his hands were holding my jaw, and when he ran his tongue over my lips… he left me breathless; my hands pulling roughly at his damp hair. As he grunted, I felt his hand jerk my underwear away, his fingers brushing tantalizingly slow against my heat. Then, just as he caught my lips in a bruising kiss, he slipped one finger into me.

My breathing hitched as he began to pump in and out, adding another finger as I whimpered lowly against him. He drove me crazy with need, the pleasure so intense that I worried it would be over too soon. Quivering as I felt my high nearing, I dug my nails into his back, earning a loud groan from Peter. He pulled out his fingers, dripping with my juices, and licked them clean. In that second, the pressure in my lower regions became unbearable; I went from wanting him to needing him with a desperation I had never known.

'Peter...' I pleaded, he responded by kissing me with love and sincerity. And passion. So much passion.

With one sharp thrust he sank into me, filling me completely. This time, the pain was bearable as I adjusted to him, Peter's kisses along my jaw and neck distracting me.

He waited, realizing my discomfort, until I began to roll my hips again. He slowly began to move inside me; setting a steady pace. In between heated breaths, whispers of sweet nothings, gentle grips, loving gazes and the glow of my heart, a spring coiled inside of me, begging to be released.

I wrapped my legs around his back, his thrusts becoming more erratic and sloppy. His forehead was coated in a thin sheen of sweat, his pants coming in a fast, irregular rhythm. Our moans had become as urgent as our passionate kisses. Arching my back as I felt a release, a euphoric sensation making my skin prickle, I cried out his name, him doing the same as he jerked a few more times, riding off the waves of my high until we both fell onto the mattress in a haze of bliss.

Pulling out, he rolled next to me, both of us trying to regain our breaths after being spent from this kind of physical pleasure. Peter tugged me close, placing kisses everywhere; from my forehead down my nose to my lips.

'I love you, Aura.'

'And I love you, Peter.' My heart was still glowing, proving our act of True Love.

Dousing the candles with a snap of his fingers, he pulled the covers over our naked bodies.

'My heart has always been yours, from the moment I laid eyes on you.' He began to stroke my hair as I rested my head on his chest, listening to the heart beating inside of him like a foreign lullaby.

'I think I always knew,' I whispered, 'even if you denied in the beginning.'

So...yeah...

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