~ The North Wind describing the mundane world to Mister Dark in Fables 99: Dark City. The most powerful and ambitious have ignored this land because of that. They call this the mundy world because magic is scant here. Depending on the popularity of the stories, the Fables seem to accordingly grow in power. You looked down between your bodies then back at him, “Something’s growing alright…” You giggled at the sheepish look on his face which quickly disappeared when you shifted on his lap purposely.To the mundy population, the Fables and their exploits are nothing more than fairytales, folklore, myth or even nursery rhymes. “I must be growing on you,” he teased quietly, breathing heavily from the kiss. Your hands moved up his chest, fumbling with the buttons until you decided to just tear it. He hummed lowly as he claimed your lips and you whimpered. There was always a little twist to them – whether it was a nibble here or a lick there, his kisses always left you wanting more and this one was no different. You almost stood up and walked away then, but he kissed you and you forgot about the world around you. “ Bigby,” you whined making the smirk on his face grow wider. Your noses touched, but he kept moving away every time you thought he was going to kiss you. “How well you kiss me.” You loved the way his chest rumbled when he laughed. “On?” His fingers dug into your back slightly and you trembled. “Is that all?” he asked, his lips brushing yours. He took his time sliding his hands down your back then tugging you against him so that your bodies were pressed together. He scoffed, putting his cigarette out on the arm of the chair. You sat up and turned your body so that you were facing him, and your legs were on either side of his, “Kiss me.” You stared up at him and he looked down at you, smirking, “What’s that look for?” “I know but I just don’t want to burden you with all the crazy shit I deal with.” He took the cigarette from his mouth and held it away from you. “I just worry about you.” You snuggled even closer, loving how warm he always is. You curl up in his lap, laying your head on his shoulder. As you walk over, he taps his lap then holds his arms out for you. ![]() He wasn’t much of a talker, but you wish he’d open up to you a little more. “No, not really.” You lower your head and let him have some peace and quiet for a little while. “You hungry?” He shook his head and lit the cigarette almost immediately getting lost in his thoughts. It was an old, worn out thing but you never questioned him about it. “Same old shit,” he said, pulling out a cigarette before plopping into his old chair. “How was work?” you asked knowing that he couldn’t tell you much but it was better than not saying anything. Your boyfriend sighed loudly as he closed the door behind him, smiling lightly at you. ![]() You perked up when you heard footsteps coming down the hall and when you heard the door unlocked you practically ran over to the door. You shook your head and cleared that thought away – Bigby was fine and he would come home tonight just like every other night. Bigby Wolf was the love of your life and nothing would ever change that…unless he didn’t come home to you some day. You were worried about him as you were every night.ĭating the sheriff was not easy but you loved him and that was all that mattered. Well, you weren’t watching but more mindlessly flipping through channels since your mind wouldn’t let you focus on anything for more than a few seconds. You sat on the sofa watching TV and waiting for your boyfriend to come home. Warnings: biting, mention of blood, rough sex This fanfic is not mine! I found it on Tumblr and I have to show you guys since most of you people who read my story don't have Tumblr.
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