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Honeymoon's Peace	By : saecollies2 Category: +1 through F > Fairly OddParents Views: 5981 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairly OddParents, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Honeymoon's Peace
- 2-Morning’s Afterglow
- 1
- 2
This is just a little something I came up with on a whim after seeing the “Floating With You” song Cosmo and Wanda share in the new ‘School’s Out’ movie. It was just so adorable and cute and I just couldn’t help myself. That and I am an eternal optimist who maintains a very permanent…and happy!… position on the big comfy couch of denial over the spiraling down of C&W‘s relationship presented in the in the later episodes I have been able to catch. I love the old Cosmo immeasurably and that is what this based on.

This concerns dear C&W on their wedding night. I tried to keep it tasteful and believe me, there are much more graphic things out there.
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No, I don’t own FOP or any reference to its varied characters mentioned herein, and unless the new episodes that follow ‘School’s Out’ begin showing the love again, I wouldn’t want to. So, for now, Butch Hartman can keep his name tacked on…even if it is for nothing more than the royalties at this point.
Oh…and I don’t own The Big Comfy Couch either. That belongs to some broadcasting company in Tennessee I think. : )
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Honeymoon's Peace

Cosmo carried his new wife awkwardly through the hotel room door, grinning as he did, while Wanda held him tightly around the neck, laughing girlishly.

What a day it had been! All the planning…all the work…all the practice… Their wedding day had come and nearly gone without a single flaw and Cosmo didn’t even begin to kid himself in the least. It was all Wanda’s doing…start to finish. She was absolutely amazing.

The wedding never faltered for a single second, but without Mama Cosma, Big Daddy or Blonda present to wreck it, how could it have gone otherwise? Some of his friends had remarked that it had seemed slightly odd that this was a wedding with no family for either side present. But that’s just how they’d planned it.

Mama Cosma would never have allowed Cosmo to leave the house again if she’d known he was going to go through with it, which is why he’d had to lie to her about going to get milk just to get there when he did. He’d almost been late.

Big Daddy would probably have had him poofed to the bottom of an ocean to keep his daughter from marrying ‘the mistake’, and if Blonda had known, she would have told Big Daddy. She and Wanda had never really been all that close in the last ten years anyway and Wanda’s twin sister held about as much respect for Cosmo as Mama Cosma did for Wanda. Who knows what kind of trouble she’d have caused even by herself. The only uninvited guest to the festivities had actually been an accidental form of amusement and entertainment as far as Cosmo was concerned, and he wouldn’t change that for the world.

He was going to remember forever the look on Wandissimo’s face when the Latino fairy had come in just when the priest had said, “I now pronounce you fairy and wife.” The only look better was the one frozen on his tanned face when he saw Wanda nearly take the life out of Cosmo when she’d rushed to give him that stunning kiss. She may have half suffocated him with it, but the expression it had garnered from his past rival for Wanda’s affections had been more than worth it. Of course a kiss like that was worth anything even by itself. Poor Wandissimo. Beaten out by a moron. They’d left him right where he stood in gaping disbelief and never even gave him so much as an acknowledging glance.

The reception had been a blast, even without the performing monkeys he had wanted to hire, and the guests had danced the afternoon away with them happily…even after the fantastic food fight. That had started after Cosmo, a little over zealously, shoved the first piece of wedding cake into Wanda’s face when he was supposed to let her just take a little bite. He’d grinned as a few of the fairies watching guffawed and Wanda stood still in surprise for a moment. She’d cleaned her eyes with her free hand and turned to look at Cosmo before calling his name invitingly. When he’d looked at her, he found her smirking almost evilly at him and when she raised her piece of cake for him up, he knew instantly what was about to happen. So, like the good wife respecting husband he was, he ran. And missed being pummeled by the flying piece of cake by just a hair.

Unfortunately, a friend of theirs from the Cloud Nine Club, Binky, had ended up on the receiving end, and without a second thought, he’d thrown his piece of the guest’s cake right back at Wanda. Cosmo saw it and had hollered, “Hey! No one can throw cake at my wife except me!” before he picked up someone else’s cake and threw it at Binky, missing by a mile. That piece of cake had hit an executive from Fairy World Wands, a friend of Wanda’s of course, and in reply to it, the executive’s wife had thrown her cake into Cosmo’s face as he laughed at the cake covered business fairy. Wanda threw a piece of cake smack into the center of the wife’s face in retaliation and suddenly there was cake flying everywhere for the better part of seven minutes.

When there was no more dessert left to be thrown, the entire reception hall, and every person in it, had been almost completely coated with sugary frosting and chunks of vanilla cake. There was a moment of silence as everyone took in everyone else and then…laughter started. Everyone turned to see who it was that was actually laughing at the worst wedding reception incident in fairy history, only to find that it was the bride herself, still standing on the top of the platform, laughing hysterically. Cosmo grinned at the sight of his new wife laughing at such a scene before joining her with his own unique and especially vibrant chortle.

Several fairies in the back started to chuckle. Then a few to the left joined…then a few to the front…and before long, the place was filled with laughing guests. During this, Wanda had managed to pull out her citizen’s wand and began poofing the guests clean. Several others did as well and before long the place was once more spotless except for Cosmo and Wanda. Cosmo looked at Wanda and she at him, and suddenly, without a word, they poofed each other free of cake in perfect unison before embracing to kiss deeply before the assembly. There were cheers, a few cat calls, a roar of claps, and Cosmo found himself admitting that Wanda had been right. They hadn’t needed the monkeys after all.

And now it was over, an hour‘s taxi ride away, the wedding and reception complete, it was just them.

No audience…

All alone…

Husband and wife…

Male and female…

Cosmo carefully set Wanda down on her feet and as he watched the young bride look around the lusciously decorated, red honeymoon suite in awe, a strange unsettling nervousness filled him just then. She was so unearthly beautiful…he couldn’t even begin to think that there could be - that there would need to be - any more to it than that. And yet her presence in the room seemed to say that there was much, much more. More than perhaps he knew what to do with.

“Goodness, Cosmo! This is beautiful!” Wanda exclaimed as she went to the balcony doors to look out at the famous Fairy World Falls sitting behind the hotel. In the darkening evening, the falls were spectacularly lit by special lights along the edge of the water way, giving the water pouring over the cliffs red, purple and blue hues.

“Are you sure we can afford this?” she suddenly asked worriedly as she looked back at him still standing only a few feet from the door in his trim white tuxedo.

He gave a smile, his growing nervousness keeping it small.

“Its okay. I’ve been saving a little each week for the last two months to do this for you.”

Cosmo watched as the fairy’s expressive pink eyes grew to twice their size in elated joy, before she flew over to him quickly to throw her arms around him in a crushing hug, knocking the top hat off his head. This was quickly followed up with a firm kiss to the lips. Though not quite as breathtaking as the one she’d nearly smothered him with at the alter, it was still an incredible feeling, even more so with the sudden knowledge that as long as the two of them were together she would never share this with anyone but him.

Wanda pulled back slightly to look at Cosmo with a wide smile for a long moment, Cosmo only able to smile shyly in return. He watched, intent on memorizing as best he could every detail of her face in this moment, as her expression suddenly softened to look him in a loving gaze. She reached her fingers up to caress his cheek and with a breathless sigh, Cosmo closed his eyes and leaned his head onto her hand.

The touch of her upon him was an intoxicating bliss worthy of fighting all the evils of the universe for, but it wasn’t enough to dispel the rapid uncertainties, the swift fears that raced through him, and unable to prevent himself from doing so, a sudden self doubt caused him to examine right there exactly what he perceived the day’s actions to have now brought upon them.

‘Oh, what have I done?’ he bemoaned to himself. ‘Will I really be able to care for her for all time? Will I really be able to support her through anything that happens to us? Was it fair of me to ask her to do this with me in the first place? There’s still so much I don’t know yet. Still so much I’ll never know. So much I know but will never understand… What’s going to happen to us if I can’t figure it all out? What will happen to her…? What am I going to do?’

“Cosmo,” called Wanda in a whisper.

Cosmo opened his eyes to see Wanda still gazing at him, but now with a gentle look of understanding. How infinite her look of patience and trust seemed.

Who was he to deserve this?

“You’re afraid.”

It was not a question. It was a statement of fact and Cosmo nodded as he turned his head slightly down in shame.
She had found out his little secret. She knew what he was thinking and would walk away in disgust at any moment. Now that she knew what kind of fairy he really was, weak and pathetic, she would berate him and yell to him all the hateful words he deserved to hear said to him for dragging her into this. She would leave him for far better, far stronger, far more capable…maybe even go to him…back to…

Cosmo shuddered at the thought of the one who‘d almost succeeded in taking her from him forever.

But it did not happen.

Her anger never came.

She did not turn and walk away.

The tender light of love never left her eyes as she continued to regard him for a few short moments that could have easily been a lifetime to his anxious mind.

“It’s okay, Cosmo. I’m scared too.”

Surprise hit the pit of his stomach and Cosmo stared at her in shock at the words spoken. He never would have thought, never guessed, that she of all the fairies in the known universe would be afraid in the same moment as he.

He studied her for a long second, before he saw it. Her open and honest eyes held it out there for him to see. There was fear there. She was afraid too. But of what? Could she possible have the same doubts as he? Was it a fear for what she probably was just beginning to see he could never offer to her? Certainly it could not be a fear for what she thought she could not offer to him.

She was the one who had everything and had already given it to him sincerely and without ever a second of hesitation. Her beauty, her brilliance, her heart and soul, her own unique tenacity, her loyalty and love…in his mind there was nothing left that she had not already given to him. God! So much from her and so little from him. He could never dare ask for more even if she had been holding something back. She’d given so much as is was.

“H…how…could you….be…?” he breathed.

Wanda’s smile never wavered.

“Oh, Cosmo, you don’t know how wonderful I think you are. I’m not sure I could ever find the right words to even tell you perfectly how I feel about you…about us. I’ve been trying so hard to tell you and show you…and still I get this awful feeling I’ll never be able to do enough to prove myself to you. This is…this is all so new and exciting…to know I’m with you now, no matter what, no matter where…and even though we’ve promised ourselves to each other for all time, I can’t get rid of this fear that I’m going to screw it up…and that the magic is going to suddenly just poof away and I’m going to wake up in my own room, in my own bed…and find that all of this…all of us, is gone…nothing more than a dream. I love you Cosmo, and I don’t ever want to lose you.”

Cosmo’s eyes widened at the words that tumbled from her lips, hardly able to remember a single one, yet knowing that so much of it was mirrored exactly to what he had feared as well.

“Y…you…feel like I do,” he managed to blurt out.

Wanda smiled.

“That’s because we’re really so very much alike. Everyone thought we shouldn’t do this because they didn’t see what we did. They didn’t feel what we felt. We’re so much more alike than anyone else could ever know. But we know, don’t we? We both live, we both love, we both just want to be happy. We both just want our dreams. But no one else saw that every time we held hands, we held our dreams. Every time we held each other, we held our joys. All they looked at where the ways that we weren’t alike. All anyone else noticed was that a boy, who loved to laugh and joke but never had a clue, and a girl, who didn’t know what it was like to be free, was always serious and always lost, were trying to make something out of what they all thought didn’t exist. But we knew, right?”

Cosmo smiled proudly, knowing that for once, he actually had the answer. The minister had given it to him during the service in his speech about what hope and love was.

“You can always make something out of what seems like nothing.”

Wanda nodded.

“As long as you have the right mind set,” she agreed. “Cosmo, I can’t say that our lives will be storybook perfect, or that nothing bad will ever happen to us, or that people will ever stop putting us on trial for even trying, but I do know that as long I have you with me…as long as we stand together, no one and nothing is going to stop us from making our life together mean as much as we wish it to mean. When I’m apart from you, I have nothing. I am nothing. But when I’m with you, I have everything…and I can fly.”

Cosmo looked at her in confusion for a moment.

“But you’re a fairy. You supposed to be able to fly.”

Wanda couldn’t help but giggle playfully.

“Silly. I know that. It’s just a metaphor.”

“Um…would now be a bad time to ask what a metaphor is?”

The new wife laughed softly again.

“Its like a figure of speech…a symbol. I meant that when I‘m with you, I don’t feel like I‘m weak and helpless. I feel like I can do anything.”

Cosmo gave a her an uncertain look.

“Even though I’m not all that strong or brave? Even though I’m not all that smart? Even though I’m not like everyone else? I don’t think like everyone else…?”

“Your individuality is precisely one of the very first things I fell in love with when I first met you Cosmo! You were different right from the start, just like me, and that even by itself makes us more like each other than anything else in the universe. I have to admit, you do confuse me sometimes. But I love that just as much as I love everything else about you. I don’t ever need to go looking anywhere else for anything else because every dream and wish I’ve ever had is all right here in front of me. You are perfect and I want you to know that I didn’t marry you to try and change you. I married you to have you just as you are, and the only thing I can think of that would ever make me unhappy, is if you turned into a mindless drone and did everything just like everyone else. Cosmo, as long as we remain just who we are, we‘ll make it. Now matter what or who, we‘ll make it to other side of even the darkest of times. We‘ll make it, Cosmo. I know it.”

The fear, the doubt, the terror of the what-ifs vanished, and Cosmo was left to stand before Wanda with a mixed measure of awe and joy.

To hell with not knowing if he could do this. For her, he would, and what he didn’t know, he would make damn well sure he learned. She deserved nothing less. Her dreams were now his dreams and whatever she wanted, he was going to give it no matter how hard he had to work or how long it took. Wanda was now all he would ever need in life and he swore then that as long as she stood with him, as long as she wished to be with him, he would make sure that he earned every bit of the belief, certainty and trust she was giving him.

Cosmo’s eyes almost began to glow from the assurance that filled him and he was suddenly aware that this moment, this one second in time, was more binding than any ritual or wedding ceremony. Those had just been the words more for the benefit of the onlookers and the laws of propriety.

This moment in which he and Wanda now stood was the true ceremony of their commitment. This was the binding of hearts and souls, and now feeling, rather than consciously knowing, that his assurance was her assurance as well, there was a binding of minds and there began a strangely wonderful and rare gift of intuitive empathy between them. It was the connection of true soul mates and true love. In the years following, this would become much, much more than just the simple feeling of each others emotions. It would one day manifest itself in a perfect coordination of movement and thought and there would come a time when they would truly seem to be more like one creation instead of two. But here was its beginning. Here were the baby steps that would let them become a team in life and love and all the duties that lay blissfully unknown before them.

For the time present however, there was still one other element to be discovered. One final piece to begin the center of a puzzle that would from this day on forever grow outward as their lives of love grew without restrictions or boundaries.

All that was left was for the two to become physically joined in a communion of bodies.

Wanda knew it. Had been ready for it almost since the day she first met him. It was as if she had known even then that this moment would someday come for them and with a confidence born of absolute trust and a total relinquishing of the sense of ‘me’ exchanged for ‘we’, she took hold of Cosmo’s hand and as she gently led him towards the bed she felt his fingers grip hers tightly.

Cosmo let her lead them without question and once beside the bed found himself placed to sit which was followed by Wanda in turn sitting on his lap. Her arms encircled his neck and she let her head settle to rest on his shoulder as her husband - her heart soared at the new way to describe the fairy she loved - shuddered beneath her. Slowly his arms moved around to her back and Cosmo began to absently run his hands across the span of form fitting white satin. It was a move that at first glance, might almost have appeared to be a stalling tactic. Something to do until one or the other was ready to make the next move as confidence was slowly built.

As Cosmo rubbed her back tenderly, Wanda held onto him tightly feeling as he again shuddered. She bit her lip as she buried her head against his chest.

“We don’t have to do this now if you‘re not ready. We can wait if you need to,” she said gently, thinking that perhaps he was not quite as up to this as she herself felt.

There was a moment of silence before the whispered, slightly ragged, reply came back, “No. If you’ll have me, I’d like to do this with you now. I…I‘ve dreamed of it for so long…”

Wanda turned her eyes up to look and almost gasped at the intense and heated gaze with which he regarded her.

“So have I,” Wanda whispered back as her heart leaped within her.

Knowing she was ready for him had been one thing, it was certainly a boost to Cosmo’s confidence to know she really did want him. But hearing how willing she was to wait for him…that was the mountain top. Her kindness and patience told him plainly that even if he did make mistakes, even if he was a little slower than others in being clear about things, she would stand right beside him and be willing to hold his hand as he gained confidence and was ready to move forward with her again.

Cosmo reached his hand up to gently run his fingers across her cheek, then back and into her soft pink hair.

Eyes burning brightly, he gazed at her a second longer as he whispered her name once, before leaning his face forward and captured her lips to his.

The kiss was soft, sensuous, mind numbingly ethereal and an unearthly delight all at once and as the electrical tendrils of ecstasy raced through him, something within Cosmo seemed to shift. Perhaps a door had opened to some never before seen room with in his mind, or maybe a wall slid back to reveal some buried treasure with in his soul. Regardless of what however, the effect was still the same. Something moved within him and the kiss he had offered, the one he was even now giving, transformed from a simple wanted physical pleasure, into a call… A call for a two to become one.

His mouth pushed against hers with a growing fervor and Wanda answered him by parting her lips to allow him to take the kiss further. Surprising Wanda greatly, there was no shy new hesitancy in his adventure forward. Instead of testing uncertainly to discover whether or not she would accept what he was going to do, he opened his mouth against hers and with a boldness belying his typical character, his tongue swept in like a summer storm, sudden and wild, to taste the sweetness within.

Wanda could hardly hold up in mind let alone in body against this dramatic passion play and unable to think of anything clearly, instinct slipped in to assume control and she melted against him as she sent her own tongue to brush and dance with his back and forth between their hungry mouths.

As the kiss continued, Cosmo’s hands again roamed the plane of her satin covered back as he had before, but this time there was a goal and when he found it, he undid the buttons down her back slowly.

For Wanda, the juxtaposition between his furious kiss and his slow hand was an absolute torture of the most intense design. Her mind and body, over run with the urges to race ahead into the new territory, nearly screamed for him to simply pull the two sides of the dress away with no regard as to how and where the buttons may have ended up. Wedding dress or not, she cared little for its appearance or save-ability just then when the far more pressing need of finding what more there was to her new husband was controlling her every move.

Trying to convey her wish for a faster freedom, Wanda leaned hard against him with a soft throaty moan, but even with his unconscious answering tremble of wonder at her yearning, Cosmo would not give in. Though hardly a lucid thought could pass through his head, the feeling that he was doing something right remained clear and to this he stuck unquestioningly as he finished opening the last few buttons with a measured slowness that was maddening. When the last tie had released its hold, Cosmo carefully pulled the shoulders of the dress down and off his wife’s arms before pushing the bodice down to her waist. He then placed his hands reverently on her bare skin to hold her as he stood with her carefully, allowing her time to place her feet so she did not fall. Once standing, he felt Wanda shift against him and the dress slid down to gather at her feet in a shimmery heap of white satin and lace. One foot was moved clear as her slipper was tossed off and then the other deftly kicked the wedding garb and other slipper clear as she pushed his white tuxedo jacket back and off. Cosmo was loath to remove his hands from her but he did only long enough for the jacket to be freed before they immediately settled back onto her hips.

The jacket tossed aside, Wanda reached behind Cosmo to unclip the cummerbund from around his slim waist as Cosmo began to slowly pull his palms up along her sides to touch the smooth skin across her ribs. The image of silk flashed briefly within his head as he made the unconscious association between the feel of said material and the skin beneath his hands.

It was a sensation unlike anything else. He knew it was Wanda in his hands. He knew it was her skin so smooth and warm beneath his touch, but it didn’t feel like he was exploring a piece of someone else. It felt more like he was touching an extension of himself. It was odd and yet exhilarating, this sensation of contact, yet without the physical pressure he should have felt had he been touching his own skin. He could not even begin to contemplate how it did this but found the more that he tried to concentrate on discerning the true feel through nerves that did not actually exist, the more elusive the sensation became. It did not disappear, but it flirted teasingly about his mind as though it were a butterfly dancing just outside of a net’s reach saying, ‘catch me if you can.’

While the fleeting, semiconscious notions ran through Cosmo‘s head, Wanda tossed his tie over her shoulder before she began on the buttons of his shirt. She was not as inclined however, to separate the fabric that covered him as slowly as he had with her. The task was done in hardly seconds and with his chest finally bare to her, she ran her hands up across it to his shoulders to push the shirt off as she had the jacket only moments before.

Once more, Cosmo was forced to remove his hands from their journey upwards, but the moment his shirt was off, he was rewarded for his accommodating actions when Wanda pressed her self against him. He gasped slightly when the bare portions of her body touched his and when her hands slipped around to caress his back, he nearly fell over at the bliss that flooded him.

A low groan escaped him as he pulled his lips from hers just then, and while she continued to pull her fingertips across and around his back tenderly, Cosmo kissed down and along her neck before trailing his lips to her bare shoulder. As he came across her collar bone to kiss the hollow of her throat, Cosmo managed to pull his left shoe off with the edge of the right one, and the right shoe soon followed with a little help from the toes of his left foot.

Wanda pushed herself fully to him causing her hips to press against his beseechingly. She was as ready as any female fairy could possibly be and her want of that which was as yet physically unknown, pushed at her demandingly. It couldn’t wait any longer and neither could she.

Cosmo felt her right hand snake forward to the front of his white slacks and open the zipper before pushing the pants down past his straight hips and flat stomach. Gravity did the rest and as her hips leaned forward yet again, Cosmo gasped with a unintentional nip at the sensitive skin on her throat at the feel of her pressing into his arousal. Unable to hold up any longer, he quickly pushed the pants aside and letting his weakened knees do as they pleased, he fell back onto the bed pulling Wanda down on top of him.

Their lips meshed together in a fevered kiss as Cosmo’s hands roamed across Wanda’s body until he found the edge of her bra. Though as a teenager he had seen more than a couple when a few of his friends had convinced him to go along with them and get a peek or two at a few girls through their windows with binoculars, seeing one so close and how it actually opened was completely new to him even with his imagination, and not quite sure how to proceed with it, he simply explored the satiny material with his fingers. His wife was more than eager to show him how to handle it and after bringing her knees up along on either side of his waist, she lifted her upper body up enough to allow her to slip her arms out of the straps. She then turned the bra so that the clasps were settled in the front and after pulling his right hand from her back, she set it on the clasp indicating that he should be the one to open it.

Cosmo stopped their kiss and looked from her smiling eyes to the clasp, catching also the sight of her verily nearly bare chest, and with a swallow of his tightening throat he brought his other hand round and after a quick look at the way the clasp attached, he squeezed the sides together and suddenly the bra was opened.

The once restraining material was thrown off quickly as his eyes drank in the sight of her breasts sitting temptingly before him and unable to resist, he brought his hands up and gently slid his fingers across her nipples causing her to quiver with a sharp catch of breath. It was an emboldening sound and wanting to hear it again he repeated the action and ran his fingers across her breasts. As Wanda gave him that wanted second gasp, Cosmo watched in fascination as the pink rosettes hardened into little nubs and could not keep from taking hold of both of her firm, high breasts in his hands and repeatedly rubbing his thumbs across the peaks. Wanda’s eyes closed, her lips parted slightly and her body trembled with each pass of his thumbs.

Cosmo could not believe how much she seemed to be enjoying this, even more than that, he couldn’t believe how much he enjoyed watching her looking like this. His earlier premonitions that there could possible be more than just the sight of his new wife at the beginning of their life together had been more than just a good guess. It had been right on the mark.

She was looking more and more beautiful, more and more exquisite, more and more rare and valuable with each passing moment and to remember that this was all his and his alone…Cosmo could stand it no longer. With a surge of adrenaline he wrapped his arms around her and pulling her down onto him firmly his attached his lips to hers fiercely before he rolled them onto their sides. The last few pieces of clothing were removed from both quickly, and as the two continued their explorative journeys…reaching to touch, to feel, to caress, to savor the dance of skin on skin…they rocked against each other sensually.

Naked beneath her husband’s arousing touches, Wanda felt as if her very soul was on fire. Her face flushed, her body heated with a want more intense than the need to breath, she felt as if there was nothing left in existence in all the universe but them for this moment. Yet it was still not enough. She wanted it all…all of him, and she didn’t want to wait another second.

As he stroked her wings with almost artistic brushes of his fingertips she pulled her lips away from his briefly to whisper in a rough plead, “Please Cosmo. Please…make me yours…forever.”

It was time.

Without another word, his heart hammering madly, Cosmo shifted them once more placing her beneath him and settling himself between her open legs. There followed a brief moment of uncertainty as he fumbled slightly while setting himself to her, but with a little guidance by Wanda’s rising hips, he found her entrance and then paused for a moment.

In the dim far recesses of his mind a warning had sounded. Something he could not even begin to fathom had suddenly suggested that something he wasn’t going to like was about to happen. This he could not understand. Up until this point, he had been having nothing but the feeling of perfect bliss. The essence of the entire previous sequence which had led them to this moment had been one of an absolute rightness. So what could now possibly be hinting to something being wrong?

Cosmo looked at Wanda just then and flinched. A uneasy cloud of hesitancy had passed through her eyes and in a fraction of a second he felt that odd connection click and realized that it wasn’t his feeling of ‘wrong’ that had rung the warning bell. It was Wanda’s. Though it had not been so much of an idea that this was wrong. That was just how his mind had been able to perceive the signal. In truth, she was nervous about what was going to happen next.

“Wanda?” he questioned slowly, his body and mind poised on a precarious brink of intense need.

She gave a soft sigh before her eyes cleared.

“Its okay, Cosmo,” she answered quietly with a small genuine smile. “It may hurt for a moment, but I’ll be alright.”

Cosmo blinked. Hurt? He was going to have to hurt her? A distant memory surfaced then and in an instant it was clear.

In high school as a freshman, he’d been stuck behind a dumpster in an effort to keep away from a couple of seniors who had a special delight in torturing him. They, having no idea that he was just behind them, had just hung around as they talked about the girls they had been dating or had dated. He’d listened in on the conversations only because he had no way of extracting himself without being seen and so was privy to suggestions he’d never really had a rational thought for before. One of the boys had brought up the topic of discussing the girls they had had sex with and more than one seemed especially delighted to talk about how they’d hurt the girls that had been having sex for the very first time. It had made Cosmo sick to hear them talk of it and once they had finally left, he’d been unable to leave his spot for some number of minutes because of the nausea that settled in him.

Wanda had known all long that it was more than likely going to hurt and that was the source of her hesitancy. Cosmo most certainly did not want to hurt her, deliberately or not, and the idea that he might…or would have to, caused that years old nausea to fill right back in as if he was still behind the dumpster. No, he definitely did not like the idea one little bit.

“Wanda,” he said slightly distressed. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

Wanda’s eyes widened slightly before she gave a gentle, serene gaze and caressed his cheek.

“It’s a part of it sweetie. That’s just way it is. It’s sort of the universe’s way of letting a girl say that the one we trust to do this to us is only THE most special person in all of creation to us. No one else will ever have that privilege.”

Cosmo swallowed.

“It may special to everyone else, but I still don’t like it.”

Wanda tousled the long green locks that hung from over Cosmo’s forehead lovingly.

“It should only hurt the first time, Cosmo.”

Cosmo paused.

“Only the first time?”

“Um hum,” nodded Wanda.

There was another pause.

“And you really want that?”

Wanda smiled with sparkling eyes.

“I want you, Cosmo.”

Cosmo swallowed as he took the idea in as best as he could. She really wanted him to do this…to hurt her. It didn’t make sense. Who would willingly let themselves open to be hurt? This was not like the time she’d had to spend two months in a full body cast after he’d accidentally hit the gear shift and rolled the car over that cliff. He was sure if she had known in advance it was going to happen, she would have suggested they take a walk to a nice safe park instead. What could happen there?

But here she now was, knowing he was going to hurt her, and she intentionally wanted him to. How could that be special? He just could not figure it out.

Maybe though, that wasn’t what mattered. Maybe all that mattered was that she DID want this and she was asking him for it.
Could he really deny her what she wished?

Wanda took his face gently in her hands and pulling him closer to her, she kissed him deeply and Cosmo made his choice.
If she truly wanted this, then he would do it for her. He might hate himself for it afterward, but at least he had the belief that it would never be like this again.

Cosmo began to kiss her in return and as he did so, he pressed against her carefully, and slowly began to enter her. Little by little he moved, forcing himself to take it as gently as he could, but it was proving to be one of the most difficult things he’d ever done. The tight heat of her body slowly surrounding him was an intoxicating force driving him to put caution aside and the effort to hold back was quickly taking its toll on his already limited self-control. But when he felt himself hit a wall within her and Wanda winced beneath him, he was glad for the strain he’d put on himself. If he had hit that unknowingly, he would have been in a state of panic over her resulting pain.

“Y…you really want this?” he whispered one last time.

“Yes,” Wanda answered assuredly.

Cosmo nodded as he closed his eyes and he then began to apply a measured insistence against her maidenhead. There was nothing initially, so he pressed harder…

Wanda shuddered beneath him slightly.

He pressed harder yet…

Her fingers tightened on his shoulders.

He pushed again with still more persistence…

…and suddenly it gave way, his pressure ripping the wall, and he slipped past the barrier into her as Wanda gave a muffled cry against his shoulder, her entire body tensing in an instant at the pain that flashed through her like a white hot knife.

Cosmo froze all movement instantly as that sick feeling entered his stomach once again, tears welling in his eyes. He couldn’t believe what he had just done. He had knowingly, intentionally, hurt his beautiful Wanda. He wished someone had told him it would be like this. He wished someone had explained it to him with better understanding than a bunch of high school jerks. His father, he felt sure, might have…if he’d still been around. But that had been taken from him before he’d even had a chance to utter barely more than a happy “Daddy!” to the fairy. So all he had was her word for assurance. But she, unlike so many others in his life, had never lied to him. He would trust her. In the meantime, he would wait for her…just as she had waited for him.

By slow degrees, Wanda’s tensed body relaxed as the pain receded and after several minutes she gave a deep sigh.

“Are you okay?” Cosmo asked as he looked at her worriedly.

She smiled as she brushed away the tear stains first from her face, then his as she nodded.

“I’m okay sweetheart.”

Cosmo gave a relieved sigh as Wanda ran a hand through his hair. How wonderfully soothing such a simple action could feel.

It amazed her how really upset and worried he’d been over this. Even the tears…She’d known he could be especially over sensitive about some things, but she’d never quite understood how sensitive. Maybe that was why he usually so quickly forgot things. If he stayed upset too long over something even as natural as this, he’d have been a wreck in no time.

“Cosmo?”

He looked at her.

“I’m ready to go on,” she said with a suggestive smile as she shifted on him, causing Cosmo to choke slightly, wide eyed at the feel of her tightness gripping him. So caught up was he by the surprise of the sensation, that for one idiotic moment he’d actually forgotten what it was he was supposed to be doing. But when she nudged him again with her hips, instinct took full control and his body, knowing better then his mind what took place next, pushed forward to fill her completely. He followed this up with a testing pull out before once more moving back in.

Wanda flinched uncomfortably only twice before the feel of him moving within her superceded all other sensations and she fell back into her need for him. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and with a soft encouraging groan she kissed Cosmo firmly. With a slow and steady pace, Cosmo began moving above her, gliding in and out smoothly with an uncommon grace as their kiss grew hungry with desires never imagined only now coming alive. In short time however, the simplicity of the motion became old hat and the two began to move with faster, more secure knowledge.

This was what they had been moving towards. This was what two bodies had been waiting for. Though it was still so new to both, it somehow seemed to them that they had been doing this forever. The natural physical impulses of a thousand fairies before them, buried in the genes of both male and female, awoke and the subconscious pull to push towards still more filled their beings. To make love to a wife… To let a husband fill her… This was what overtook them. This unquestionable awareness could trace the family history of these two fairies back through the annuls of time even to the very first of the true fairies and they dared not deny the history or heritage.

Wanda pressed her face to Cosmo’s shoulder as she moaned aloud and Cosmo shuddered between panting breaths at the sound. The tempo of their hearts had risen almost as equally as their movements and the two had long progressed into moving as one. For each thrust into her welcoming body, Cosmo felt Wanda arch her back and hips up to meet his every drive, serving to push the penetration that much deeper and serving to make him that much more delirious with passion’s pleasure.

He’d never imagined, not even in his wildest dream or fantasy, that it would be like this. It was as though Heavens gates had opened to him alone through Wanda’s love. Nothing could ever feel so good as this and though he would have been happy with no more than what he’d been gifted with already, his body thrummed with a building tension as mysterious signals urged him onward yet.

Forward…faster…more…don’t stop…almost…

Here the messages of both bodies mingled between their minds and no longer sure if he was following his own desire of hers, not really needing to care, he let go of everything conscious and with mingled gasps and moans of exertion towards the sparkling pinnacle, the two become one. Moments later, the blending of their individual sensations at the height of sexual pleasure pushed them over the edge. Wanda gave a loud cry as she jerked against him hard, the muscles of her abdomen convulsing around him in spasming waves, drawing him in intensely as if in fear he would leave too quickly. Very nearly as soon as she had begun her orgasm, Cosmo gave his own resonant moan and pushed into her with a full final hard thrust where he found his release deep within her. Pushing twice more, even though he already filled her completely, he emptied himself into her accepting body, reaching the completion of what both had strived for.

Their souls floated for long heady moments in the euphoria that pervaded their senses, flying briefly with the stars before slowly sinking down and back to Fairy World to once more settle in bodies that lay entwined as if one on a bed.

They remained thus quietly for several minutes, Cosmo still above though supporting his upper body with his forearms so he did not crush her beneath him, as their hearts slowed and over heated bodies cooled. Before long, when he could again get a clear thought through his head, he wrapped his arms around his wife and gently rolled them onto their sides.

Wanda pulled the edge of the bedspread up over them a little before cuddling against her husband with a deep, contented sigh. This night, a night she had always hoped would happen, had taken so long to get too, but had been worth the hardship they had endured a thousand times over.

After five years of constantly being separated, being manipulated and intimidated, intentionally being distracted, even being forced to try and forget…they had made it through to the other side, and in this moment of perfection, Wanda made her own silent vow that she would never let anyone separate her from Cosmo again.

She had found in him a spirit that she had never had, something free and crystal clear, unwavering in his own true adorable character. In him she had found mirth and laughter, a merriment to being that she’d never even known existed in life let alone for her. She’d found an honest soul, sometimes confused with what he could not understand but always willing to offer what ever little bit he had. She’d found a loving and devoted heart, unquestionably accepting of her just as she was and finding no fault even though she knew she was riddled with it. All the things she’d never known…all the things she’d never been shown…here it all was offered to her, shared with her, by Cosmo. Hearts and minds, souls and bodies had finally completed the coming together and for the first time in her life, Wanda felt whole. She felt complete. She felt renewed and she felt loved. She finally knew what it was to be unquestionably happy and finally felt like a real fairy.

She would never let anyone take that away from her. She would never let anyone take him away from her. Cosmo! The deliverer of all her dreams and joys. Oh, after all she had gone through, all she had endured, jealousy would be her right and woe be to anyone who dared try to separate them! They would know hell’s fury in a thousand ways - for he alone had awakened the unfathomable fire within her, and he alone was its control - and they would never know forgiveness by her voice.

With heavy lidded eyes, Wanda looked as Cosmo began to absently caress her right arm with his left hand.

There, just visible from the pale glow of the waterfall lights filtering in through the balcony doors, she could make out the words ‘I do’ scrawled across his left arm in thick black marker.

Wanda smiled with a little laugh at the sight.

Cosmo looked at what held her attention and then blushed slightly.

“I just wanted to make sure…In case I forgot them.”

“So you really did want to marry me,” she said playfully.

“More than anything else in the universe,” he replied in a very rare, very serious tone.

“Oh, Cosmo,” said Wanda blissfully before she kissed him gently, tenderly, on his lips as she once again reaffirmed her silent promise.

Two new lovers had found peace in life with each other.

And niether would ever let anyone take it away.

They would never lose it.

Not ever.
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Oh wow. I can’t believe I actually wrote this! Was that bad or what? I'm not liking the title, but couldn't come up with any thing better. It seems that my creative side stayed awake long enough to write this, but crash landed when it was title time. What’s even funnier is that every time I reread it, I think of something more to put in. I may add to this more than once on my hard drive first, and re-upload it again later once I’ve finally run out of ideas to incorporate. I’ll denote if I’ve made any changes if you ever go back and read it again in the future. As though you would, right? Hmmm, maybe I should just preemptively call this V1.

Okay. You know the drill.
R&R please.
I’d greatly appreciate it.
‘Till next time!

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