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Her nails scratched at his shoulder as they ran down his back. Ariel’s eyes widened at his words; she didn’t believe that he was changing. “Did you know what I felt?” Her left hand gripped his wrists as they moved over her, “Your pulse…it got faster over the words you’re not going to get that from me…” She smacked her lips as she reclined back still writhing in all the sensations he produced.

Ariel couldn’t deny that she didn’t want him to care about her. She wanted it badly. To have him love her more than anything. And she wasn’t sure why she needed that. When it came to Victor she denied him up till the end. When it came to Cornelius, she used him-made him care about her. They used each other for the most part. But Peter, it’s just a fight to who is the dominant one.

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He leaned closer to her, whispering in her ear, “My pulse is eradict considering...” Peter kissed her neck, nibbling on her skin. He could have said any other lie he wanted but he decided not to. The truth was so much better. And the truth was that at this very moment their movements were the cause of what she felt when taking his pulse.

“Who are they?” He asked her, “Tell me who's loved you. Say their names...” It was all just a test on his part. He was going to make her forget each an every face that even smiled at her or even paid little attention to her. At this very moment she was his. They belonged to one another. They had made themselves a pair bond. And he didn't mind it as much as he thought he would.

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“You heard me. I called you a bitch.” Ariel felt childish hearing that word come out of her mouth. She wasn’t one to curse but when she did she could never stop herself from giggling like a child. “So what’re you gonna do about it, huh?”

His brow perked as he made his way towards her. Each step slow, as if he were a predator ready to go in for the kill on the the wounded animal. “If we're going to make canine related puns, I think you should come up with something a little more clever darling.” He inched closer, moving around her. “What am I going to do about it? I'm already doing something about it...sweetheart.”

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►bird & the worm

“I hate what I am. I would give anything to be normal to be just like everyone else…” She nearly yelled, that was what it had all been about. She was always ashamed that she was a mermaid. They were feared and hated because of legends that held barely any truth to them. “I know I’m strong but I’m scared. I’m scared that I’ll loose control. Because I’ve seen so many mers do that…do just that. I don’t want to be a monster…I just want to be normal…I’m not…all my problems are because of what I am. People, things desire me because of what I am not because of who I am. You cant tell me that that you didn’t feel that when you met me…” She smacked her lips and tugged at his collar. He hurt her, but she knew it was true. She didn’t need to rely on anyone because she could do it. But she was afraid. “I’ve tried. I’ve tried. I’ve tried but it doesn’t work! I can’t do it.”

Ariel was on the brink of crying. It felt like a pain that moved all the way up her throat. “I’m not sure if I do want him back. But what I do know right now is that I want you… I don’t want to loose you. You are…” He probably thought she was weak and he was right. “Stop it. Why are you doing this? I want you. I want you here with me but I have to let you go.”

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“Normal? What's normal, being like them—weak? Being a naaid is part of who you are, stop fighting it. You are stronger, more desirable and cunning. Embrace that side of you.” He gripped her shoulders tightly as he spoke to her. “And what do you think people say about what I am? We are both hated and hunted, we are predators. We are above them. We are the apex predators. No one can stand a chance against us.” he couldn't deny that he had fallen for her charm when she walked to the cellar but he clearly had an opinion about it. “Yes, of course I thought you were beautiful but I would have thought that even if you weren't a naaid. But the moment you opened that all changed my desire became less, all due to your meek behaviour.”

She didn't stay whimpering for long. Ariel began to threaten him and test him as he tested her. He didn't want to be part of this pair bond, not if his mate was always in need of rescuing from themselves. He wanted an equal in both cunning and ambition. But he got stuck with her. “Yes, you can. Just loose control...there's nothing scary about that. You won't loose who you are, you'll embrace it. You'll learn more.”

His hands became tense as his claws drew. The best way to break this bond was to make her upset. There was a cowardice in his own actions as he pushed her to leave him behind, to despise him. Thinking that it would make things easier not on her but on himself. “No you don't. If you wanted me then you wouldn't bring him back. Deep down, you love him. You keep saying you hate him but you love him. Was special to you, maybe not more special than this doctor you always talk about but you don't want to go back to the doctor do you? Because then you'd have run off.”

Peter didn't believe that she wanted to be with Cornelius again. He had it in his mind that she was just using her former husband to rid her of her enemy. But Peter wouldn't just let it go. He felt threatened by the other man. In reality he felt threatened by all the them that cared about her and that she cared about. Trust Peter to get involved with someone with clearly too much baggage.

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She crossed her arms. “I do care about Ariel. If she knows me then when you report to her she should know why I tried to run..” Tris stated before shaking her head. “I want to help her though. In any way I can.” She stated and nodded her head once. “I want to help her so what do I need to do?” She asked and raised an eyebrow. “I know this town inside out. I spent a good portion of time here alone, observing the other people as they went about their own days.”

#theprincessnobody #v; don't cry mercy #t; wires

“Well, obviously she doesn't know you because she put you on this list thinking that you would help her regardless of who was the messenger. Her fault.” He quickly added , watching her carefully as he went on. “That's wonderful.” His sarcasm clear as he lifted her chin with thumb, forcing her to looking him in the eye. “You don't ever know what you're doing...huh? I get this no, then a yes then a I don't know vibe from you, princess. If you're that unsure about talking then I suggest you sit this one out.” He leaned forward and whispered in her ear. “Unless you know where they have the prince's body...”

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►silence

“How do you know you’re already not?” She arched a brow just under his grip, leaning back as he moved towards her. “I may not have used you just yet, but I’m changing you. That’s what happens when two people are trapped in the same room day after day. You have no one else to talk to and you’re forced to relate and care for me.” That proved to be a double edged sword. Right now she asked herself is she cared about him. Ariel couldn’t lie. Some part of her did but she knew she didn’t love him, at least not yet. If it were even possible to fall for someone so cold hearted like Peter.

But he had so many things that she did like. She rescued him, they were both equal in strength though she guessed that on the full moon he was ten times stronger. But she could still manipulate him if she wanted. And most of all, he challenged her. It was fun being with him. She didn’t have to explain her own feelings he just knew. And she could tell when he was lying. They were both using one another for this small intimate moment that they both desired.

Her hands slid up his arms brushing the small strands of hair on his skin. “Okay…” She complied quickly as he gently pushed her onto her back. “Teach me to be a better liar…”

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#toobtainanimmortalsoul #v; don't cry mercy #t; silence #nsfw

He nearly laughed, “You changing me...oh sweetheart. You've got it all wrong.” He hadn't grown to care about her at all. But he did desire her. Peter attributed that one fact to what she was. The hormones she emitted and how she spoke to him. All of it were factors in why he wanted her. Because she wasn't his. They both didn't want love. They just wanted a release from what was going on in the moment. He was a prisoner and so was she.

They both wanted to be in control of something. “You couldn't change me even if you used your little magic power on me, Ariel. But you want me to care don't you? How many people have cared about you? Tell me, how many men have loved you, loved this body.” Peter kissed her neck as he moved. “All you'eve ever known is love and adoration. You are not going to get that from me, sweetheart.”

He whispered into her ear, “I already am.” Every moment she would have after this. She would be lying. She would have to hide this feeling of release a little more than before.

►bird & the worm

“I want to hear the truth before we do this. Before we let the genie out of the lamp. I just want to hear it. Please…” She traced the tips of her fingers down his jaw. “I won’t use it on you. I’m not going to use it on you. I don’t want to. Not when I hear it from you. Please. I don’t want to do this if I can;t hear it. I know this is terrible and it’s horrible timing but I need to know that I’m not imagining it.” She was desperate. If they continued she would be once again bounded to the fae prince. Ariel just shook her head wondering why she was doing this. This always happened to her, when she decided that she wouldn’t do something.

She shook her head, “This wasn’t supposed to happen like this. This wasn’t supposed to go like this…why? Dammit Peter, don’t you feel it? Don’t you?” Ariel rushed at him placing a hungry kiss on his lips. “I lo….” She didn’t say it either. Not when she was so close to getting Cornelius back. This stung more than she was willing to admit. There was an open window where one door closed. Had she not made the deal with Oberon and her husband …she would never have found Peter. He would be still in the basement, nearly dying every night. “I wish I found you sooner…”

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“No, you don't.” he didn't want to hear her heart beat or even take in her scent to feel if it was a lie. He brushed her hair behind her ear. And leaned down to whisper, “You're happy you're getting him back because you don't want to deal with Oberon by yourself. You would rather pawn off that bastard to your mate. I find it increasingly irritating how weak you think you are. You are stronger than this. You're stronger than anything else in this estate because of who you are---of what you are. Give into the monster, Ariel. Give in and let it out otherwise your plan B will fail you.” he cocked his brow as he had been released for a few moments from her hold. “It's you. It's got to be you, sweetheart. He is totally obsessed with you. Drowning in it. His greatest desire is going to be his undoing and you're just what? You're going to ignore that one edge you have on him?”

Peter was being cruel to be kind. He needed her angry before he left not in this little daze. “I know.” He wasn't going to say it, ever. Even if he felt it down to his bones. “It's going to get you killed sweetheart. So how about you hold that off until you know for sure that you want me here. Because we both know the second he's back, you're going to run to him. And what you want to say, it's going to mean nothing.”

►ajar

Cherise sighed and rubbed her forehead. “Yeah, I…I’m panicking, I’m sorry. You said that.” She scolded herself for not listening more carefully. She was bound and determined to keep River safe at all costs and if that devil of a woman touched the child, Cherise would take things a bit too personally. She started scratching at the skin, growing more and more jumpy and jittery. No risks. Breathing was a risk at this point, considering she never knew who allied themselves with Oberon. She could stop for a dialysis appointment and end up in an insulin coma because a nurse was Oberon’s most loyal. Even the diner was a risk, but one she deemed less considering Granny did have her crossbow. “…I don’t know. I’m not allowed to see it. Many consider me the reason to why Cornelius is dead. Sometimes I find myself agreeing with them… If you know why all of this has come to be, I was the other woman. The one who didn’t consent. Now there’s a baby on the way. I was planning on being rid of it all to make things easier for everyone involved, but I’ve waited and waited. I’m the fool.” Cherise continued to rub and scratch at her head while sighing. The wings finally relaxed, drooping and resting against her. “Cornelius’ body was moved and buried in a place where people won’t vandalize his grave anymore. They still do, I believe. Tabitha knows where it is. Few who are close to her know… But not me. I married his older brother and Archie doesn’t know… Well, he wasn’t particularly close to his brother. I guess…even if Cornelius comes back, I’m not sure Archie will want to be.” Her hands folded across her stomach and her back popped into place. With a little shrug, Cherise put a bit of distance between herself and the man. “You promise she’s well? Well enough? How can I be so sure? Obviously I can’t be of any use to you, so why would you give me a message?”

“Why would I give you a message? I thought that would be obvious by now. She loves you. She knows what you went through, here and in I still have a hard time trying to understand why she calls it the other world...” He narrowed his eyes trying to figure out their secret code. “But I would have thought you would have figured that much. She doesn't want to see you get hurt because of what she's doing. Ariel has come to the conclusion that the reason why Oberon worded everything the way he did was because he knew Cornelius was going to die, and soon. She's almost positive that her new husband wanted the old one out of the way. And seeing how everyone who's ever been touched by the shadow has gone mad, like Colbert and Cornelius--- since Cornelius lasted all the way into adulthood with it that he's so much more stronger than Oberon could handle.”

If Tabitha had the body moved, then there was only one place she would move it to. Near the estate. That was just great. He had to go back. This was proving a bigger challenge to his own ambitions. Without having had met the naaid, he wouldn't have relayed a message. The first thing he would have done was leave the town and never look back. Now he was nothing more than her little guard dog doing as she pleased. It irked him so much. But not as much as knowing what Oberon was doing to her.

This was probably all part of her plan. She had the kiss ad the voice to manipulate men who heard her. She didn't have enough strength just yet. Ariel was saving it all for the moment she was going to call back someone from the waters. But it must have been her plan to use everyone man around Oberon to do as she wanted. He had to hand it to her. She used her gifts wisely.

“She loves you. And I promised her I would find you and tell you what she was planning.” he couldn't answer how Ariel was doing. Right now all he felt was pain in his arm and heat on his cheek. Peter tensed his jaw and rolled his neck from side to side until he found his right arms shaking violently. Their connection was still strong and it took every ounce of strength in him not to run towards the estate.

“Ariel is going to be safe when this is over...” That was the plan but the outcome was beyond his control. If they brought back her mate, then here was no guarantee that he would be at the level he was supposed to be to stop Oberon. Then it would be up to Ariel to stop the king, with less strength then before. But she wouldn't do it alone. “I'll keep her safe for you.” He should have just run out the town and left to Beacon Hills. But no, he was going to stay and for what? She was going to be one half of a pair bond with the fae prince.

But the reason why he stayed became more clear to him. Oberon had kept him prisoner for a week under the large estate. He would never let anyone get away with such a thing.

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Cherise immediately shut her eyes at the conditions. She wanted Cornelius to live again. The idea of having him back was welcomed. He didn’t deserve his fate and she truly believed there was a set up. Nothing could convince her otherwise until she had the proof that there was someone who had gone rogue and had decided to attack both her and the prince with the mind-altering magic. It was what would happen to River that she refused to comply with. “…I…I can’t. No, I promised River I would help her. I know she’s prepared for her life to play out this way, but she’s suffered enough. No…I… Will you return a message to Ariel from me? We…I’ve seen Gothel before. Before I realized the child she had with her was River, I saw her. If we let Gothel take her, but find a way to get River after the fact…” She sighed, then winced while putting a hand on her stomach. “…I’m going to be useless in this, aren’t I? Because I didn’t make my choice soon enough. Because I didn’t have the balls to say it. Goddammit, this little bastard is ruining my life. I can’t even help Ariel… This is bullshit. Bullshit!” She gritted her teeth and her wings folded up against her back, pressing against the flesh. “My gods. We could be getting a lobotomized version of Cornelius and I can’t even help Ariel…” She stared at Peter, seeming hopeless and more drained with these thoughts. “I guess so long as we can bring down Oberon, there is always hope, but River… River needs to be protected. She has to be protected. She can’t suffer. No, not…not like she has been.”

“No one ever listens to me.” He talked to himself then turned back at the woman wrinkling his nose from the strong scent that emitted. “I said one of two things. One of them and we both know Ariel would kill anyone before she would let that witch touch her daughter. One of the two things.”

Peter arched a brow and took another good whiff of her scent. “You can help Ariel by staying safe. By not making any unnecessary risks. And if you do to measure them wisely.” He still hadn't even mentioned who he was or even why he was helping Ariel.

He understand this woman to be deeply committed to Ariel and would believe anyone. He hoped not, but it seemed that way. “You're the first person so far who was wiling to hear me out. The first person I approached walked away from me and questioned me every chance they got. Made the conversation into something very uncomfortable.” Peter held in a grin, because he was sure he added to that anyway. “now tell me, where can I find Cornelius's body?”

►ajar

She felt more satisfied to be speaking in a private place. These walls didn’t have ears and it kept Granny and Ruby from being subjected to innocent bystander status. The diner was the setting of many things. The last thing she needed was a fairy war unfolding in the diner or in the bed and breakfast because they heard too much. Cherise inhaled sharply and restrained her sudden rush of panic while keeping herself ready and jittery if Peter was going to strike. The wings kept themselves outstretched and not-so-threatening in their pink and near-dragonfly-like appearance. “Alright then… You’ve got a message from Ariel for myself and my husband. Is she alright? Does she want me to smuggle food for her? Blankets? Bandages? I’ll do as she asks. She means a great deal to all of us and-” Cherise stopped so she could take a moment to breathe and rub at her temples. “But what are we doing long term? What does she have to say? Does she want me to come find a way to get her? Does she want me to stay put? Please, I’m sorry I’m pushy, I’m just…scared.” Cherise’s body sagged, feeling anxious in her fear and sorrow. “I don’t want to lose her.”

“I have a message.” He nodded and placed his hands steadily in his pockets avoiding the small amount of shaking they were doing. Peter blinked a few times before opening his mouth again. “She's doing as well as she can... She doesn't need anything from you guys. She wants to relay a warning. She knows you're not going to like it but she has no other choice. The deal she made with Oberon only lets her part form him if one of two things happen. The first is if Gothel takes her daughter. The second...is if Cornelius is here.”

Their bond that had been connected by a kiss was making him feel her pain. When he had been there in her room he could take all of that away from her. “Timing is key. And we have most of it set up. She just has to place Oberon where she wants him.”

Peter turned back to her. “She's called him back here...and she wants you to be careful. Magic here in this town is unpredictable. So we don't know what we're bringing back. She says she could feel him coming towards her song. He's coming. And I'm sure you know how ferocious a one half of a mated pair gets when their mate is in danger.”

His voice was steady. But hurt. He had to remind himself over and over that this had been what they both wanted. She wanted her mate and he wanted to get out. Though he was sure now that he wasn't about to leave her side if they weren't sure how sane her mate would be when he would emerge from darkness. “Your friend is going to cause nothing but chaos to her new husband. There will be warfare and there will be pain.”

►ajar

Daughters? Cherise knew of Melody and she knew of River. She was worried at how the question was worded. Give the wrong answer and she betrayed the identity of a vulnerable girl that Ariel needed to protect. Then again, her name was on the list… Her dark eyes met with the blue and, even with her ailing body, she still seemed to indicate just how cornered and agitated she felt. “You get no names because they’re being protected and we’re not uttering them in a public place! I could say the very same of you, a plant! We don’t exactly know how many ears want to hurt Ariel’s chances or worse, how I could be getting her in trouble for just saying her name.” Sensing her stress, her pink wings ripped from her shirt. Cherise sighed. This was another shirt she’d never be able to wear again. Luckily it had been cheap, but it was difficult to find such small sizes. She slipped from her stool and beckoned Peter over to a less populated side of the restaurant, shaking her head. “Not in front of too many people. It’s a diner, not a safe place. You could get me killed. Or worse, you could have this go back to Oberon and it could be terrible for Ariel. The bastard has already threatened me with that. I tried to play it off like he was bluffing, but I’m shaken as it is. I’ll write down her children, then tear it up. By no means am I saying it aloud so that someone will get tipped off.”

Now that was a much better answer than he thought he would get. He watched her for a few seconds. “I don't need the names. “Whoa.” He covered his nose, “That's strong.” Her scent now covered in another distinct smell. Besides that of her poor health. He could smell the blast of emotion and of what she was.

Peter was on the verged of sneezing but covered his mouth. “There is no safe place around here. I found that out the hard way.” He hadn’t ever planned on being in this Pleasantville type of town. The way all the inhabitants moved and spoke was something out a black and white horror film. And he had seen quite enough horror, what with a giant lizard with a paralytic agent and the whole Alpha pack he had his fill for now.

“Don't write anything down. I'd rather not have to Bond this.” Peter added still heading to back of the diner and outside.” The plan had involved no one and everyone. But it was going to bring something back that no one really wanted here anymore. His message was a warning to the Hoppers, to River, Tris and Dr. Whale. There was going to be chaos.

►bird & the worm

She held onto his shirt tugging at him to come closer to her. “You have to. You have to leave me behind. I can make it. I can be…” Ariel fluttered her lashes as she pressed her forehead to his chest and began to wrap her arms around him tighter. She had promised that she wouldn’t love him. And she knew that part of her did. She didn’t know how strong it was but she felt something for Peter. Whether he wanted to admit it or not she did manage to change a piece of him. He was careless and selfish when she met him and right now he didn’t want to leave her. “I thought you said…that you weren’t ever going to…”

Ariel stared up at him and stood on the tip of her toes as she brought him to kiss her. Ariel pressed her lips to his. “You’re not going to leave before you do this for me.” She needed to make sure that he would fulfill the end of the bargain. Despite the fact that cared for him, she still didn’t trust him not to leave.

One more kiss, she placed one more kiss on his lips. “You’re never going to say it are you?” Her eyes were closed as she whispered. “Not even once?”

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He knew that she was strong. Stronger without him even. But he didn't want to leave. It irked him how much he didn't want to. His cheek was pressed to the top of her head. All of these gentle touches were a strain on him. Peter had to look out for himself, not her. It was always about him and it would continue to be about him. “I promised you it wouldn't be. I like to keep my promises, sweetheart.” She wouldn't be able to see the grin that had emerged but had she, she would know how full of it he was.

Peter loosened his grip on her then stared down at those ocean filled eyes of hers. He kept himself form staring too deeply afraid that he would drown. “What're you...” Her kiss felt like poison. His body constricted for a few seconds as evey muscle tensed and lsitend to her voice. She was going to use it on him. She didn't lie. Peter had to give her props for that. At least he could trust that she would survive no matter what.

He took a gasp of air as he felt his body loosen. “Tell you what?” he snarled, just barely. He couldn't disobey her not now, perhaps not ever. “What do you want me to say...?”

►ajar

Cherise was resting for a moment. Archie had the children for the day. It was a sort of daddy-and-me day while the older children were off, enrolled in summer camps or enjoying the company of friends. It left Cherise to remain in the diner, alone with her thoughts. Truth was, she didn’t want to be alone anymore. She was lonely, exhausted, and just wanted to sleep her fear and troubles away. She hadn’t even eaten anything, though Granny had tried to tempt her with offers of taste-testing new dishes to be added to the menu. Instead she nursed a lemonade that had been served to her in her special glass that the Lucas’ kept just for her. The sound of her name being spoken reached her ears immediately and she twisted her seat to look at the man at the counter. “Ariel sent you?” It made her heart soar, but of course then it immediately sunk. With a large list of people, most names that she recognized immediately, it sounded like something had gone horribly wrong. “What does she need from us? If she needs my husband and I to do something, anything… We’re there for her.” Cherise pushed the empty glass away and started at Peter with large, frightened eyes. Had her words truly gotten Ariel into the trouble that Oberon warned? She swallowed a painful lump in her throat, then closed her eyes while images filled her head, haunting her and reminding her if she just shut up for one minute, she could have protected the person she called a sister. She hadn’t acted like a sister in that moment, had she? Nervously, she reached for a napkin and grabbed it. “I…I…What does she need?”

Peter turned to the source of the erratic heart rate. There was a distinct scent that made it's way to him. He narrowed his eyes at the woman. Trying to read her. He had to make sure that she was one of the people on the list. He nodded and thanked the waitress for her time. Then asked the small woman to follow him to the back of the diner.

He needed a good question to ask, something only a close friend would know. But it was rather difficult. “Ariel has a daughter here in Storybrooke only few people know that it's her daughter. What's the girl's name?” This was how he was going to make sure that she was one of the names on the list. There weren't many females, so this was either Tris or Cherise. Names went so far, He really wished that Ariel had photos so he wouldn't have had to stumble through the town.

“I need you to answer this first. She said that some people might be planted. And that they would pretend to know her. I have to make sure. I will make sure. Because if you put her life in danger so help me god ---- I will rip your throat out.” His eyes turned a cold steel blue. No matter how much he tried to hide it, his concern for the red head broke through. Peter had only planned to stay there long enough to fulfill his debt and help her bring back her mate as he had been brought back from the dead. Corners could always be cut. And he was a master at using shortcuts.