EP.101|This Fleeting Moment

WARNING! LEMON IN THIS CHAPTER!!! DON'T LIKE DON'T READ!!

"They're dead."

Those words were ringing thru Freddie's mind as she trying to comprehend what Cindy just told her.
She now had nobody, her grandpa died when she was five, and how here parents. She really was alone.

Freddie's hands ran up the side of her head as she began screaming the words "They can't be gone! I can't be alone!"

Zeref quickly ran to Freddie's side, holding the traumatized Tamakiki user in his arms, he could tell how scared she was.

"Shh, shh, it's okay..." Zeref voice, as much soothing, didn't help Freddie. She was still screaming.

"I can't do this! I need them to be here! I can't be alone!" Freddie sobbed.

"Freddie, darling, we know. But you need to be strong, for you mom and dad." Megan told her as Freddie shook her head.

"I-I-I can't." Freddie stammered. "Yes, you can, Freddie. I've seen you be strong before, so I need you to do it now." Alex motivated her.

"I'm sorry! I just can't!" Freddie jumped out of Zeref's arms and ran out of the bar sobbing.

"I'll go talk to her." Zeref said, starting to run after her.

Milton looked up at the beautiful Northern Lights and smiled, he and Courtly would sit under the lights and stare at them for hours.

Those were the good days. The days of non-worriment and pure joy and laughter. He wanted to go back to those days so badly.

He wanted to stare at the Northern Lights with his Jester just one more time.

Just staring into her beautiful blue orbs that held a lifetime of wonder and amazement and just a tint of sadness in them.

Run his fingers thru her golden locks that were soft as silk and smelled just like golden honey that resembled a waterberfall when the sundown hits it just right and the water turns golden shimmery color.

Taster the richnesses of her profound honey taste that was ever so addicting to him. Feel the softness of her beautiful peach toned skin that he longed to feel just once more.

Trace his hands around her beautiful curves, which she hated at times but Milton thought otherwise, that formed her beautiful Aphrodite blessed body into a beautiful shape.

Every part of her was like an addiction Milton couldn't, and quite frankly didn't want to, shake off.

He closed his eyes and tried to get in some well needed sleep.

Milton dream started out as most of his dreams do. Pitch black darkness, with him in the dead middle of it.

But then, the darkness began to fade, turning into a large field of sunflowers with a large oak tree in the middle.

Milton looked closer to see somebody under the tree. "Courtly...?" Milton asked himself.

"Milton!" Courtly eyes widened as she ran towards the animalistic, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"My beautiful Jester. I've missed you so much." Milton spun Courtly around making her laugh.

"I miss you too." Courtly cupped Milton's face, kissing him.

"Oh my beautiful Jester, how I've longed to feel your touch again." Milton and Courtly laid down on the sunflowers.

"Milton, why are you looking at me like that?" Courtly questioned. "You're just so beautiful." Milton smiled, running his hands thru Courtly's golden hair.

Courtly kissed her animalistic, the taste of her pink lips on his. She loved the way he kissed her.

The power that flowed thru her when he did gave her a rush she couldn't explain. Milton pressed Courtly to the soft grass, staring at her total beauty.

"I don't know how long I'll have till I wake up, or someone wakes me up, so I'm gonna make the most of this moment." Milton looked at Courtly arabian princess get up and raised his eyebrow.

"What's with the change of clothing?" Milton questioned. "Lucifer's been oddly treating me like a princess." Courtly replied.

Milton smirked "bet I can treat you way better than he can."

Courtly leaned into his ear "prove it, Wolfie." Milton looked at the jester below him, "let me show you how an animal prince treats his princess."

Milton took out the hair clip in Courtly's hair allowing her golden hair to fall down.

He ran his fingers thru it once more, twirling it in his fingers. "Are you just gonna play with my hair all day or what?" Courtly smirked.

"Alright, let's get serious." Milton dove down to Courtly neck, sucking it. "Milton!" Courtly cried out, throwing her head back.

"Scream it baby." Milton whispered, with that, he locked their lips together in a sweet kiss that soon turned into something more.

His hand threaded through her silken locks until he grasped the base of her neck. Ever so gently he pulled her closer until his lips met hers in a chaste kiss.

He deepened the kiss, greedily absorbing her sighs as his lips devoured hers. He was surprised as Courtly broke the kiss.

Her eyes gleamed a brilliant gold in the darkness and Milton felt his desire for her burn even hotter.

His surprise continued as Courtly gently pushed him to the ground so she was straddling his taunt midsection.

Courtly leaned down, licking her lips as she gazed at the Miltondit who had stolen her heart.

She did not know how long they had, but she intended on making the most of this fleeting moment.

She trailed kisses along the column of his exposed throat, inhaling deeply his masculine scent.

She shyly nipped at the junction between Milton's neck and collarbone, eliciting a throaty growl from the man below her.

Suddenly Courtly found herself on the ground with Milton on top, pressing his muscular form into her softer one.

An unreadable expression flitted across his face as he gazed down on his beautiful woman.

He appeared to be deliberating within himself and Courtly felt her curiosity build. He took a deep breath, shoving his nerves aside.

“Courtly, I've never been very good with humans or saying what's on my mind, but I need you to know…I love you,” Milton confessed, drawing her small hand to press against his thundering heart.

Courtly sucked in a breath, tears once more swimming in her eyes at his admission.

“You stole my heart Milton,” Courtly replied softly, “but gave me everything in return. I never thought I would find love, yet here you are. I love you and will always no matter what happens.” Milton's face broke into a wide grin.

“You have no idea how incredibly happy that makes me to hear you say that nor how desirable you are to me,” he said huskily, his tone sending shivers down her spine.

“Then tonight show me,” Courtly said shyly, her face turning a lovely shade of red.

Milton swallowed thickly, momentarily stunned by her request.

“You truly want this?” he asked, crimson eyes searching hers.

She nodded, though nervous. Milton sat up gathering her in his arms and settling her on his lap once more, his lips tenderly kissing her pale throat.

“Thank you Courtly,” he murmured, "and I will make sure you feel nothing, but pleasure." Ever so slowly his fingers came to the back of her white dress, slowly unzipping the garment.

Courtly felt the cold night air kiss her back as Milton delicately removed her dress, baring her nude body to his heated gaze.

She felt embarrassed being so utterly exposed to him and her arms automatically went to cover her breasts, but Milton stopped her.

“You're perfect,” he said tenderly, his right hand coming to cup her breast, thumb gently stroking the little bud until it hardened under his caress.

Courtly let out a soft moan as pleasure stabbed deep in her core at Milton's ministrations.

His mouth replaced his hand as he suckled on the sensitive nub causing her to moan louder.

His hand now trailed down her side, past the flare of her hip, until he reached her most intimate place.

Thumb stroking her hidden pearl, he carefully inserted one, long finger into her entrance, groaning as her heat and wetness enveloped his digit.

He moved his face from his breast to stare at her face as her pleasure built.

Courtly trembled, her mind going blank as her whole body wound tight in preparation for something.

Milton added another finger, pumping slowly in and out while his strokes increased in speed.

Suddenly, she cried out as her entire body seized and released, pure ecstasy overtaking her.

Milton was beyond hard as he felt her inner walls clamp down on his fingers, her cries of satisfaction filling his ears.

Pride welled up in his chest, knowing he was the one to bring her to this blissful state. She slumped forward against his body, taking in shallow breaths.

Milton extracted his fingers and for the first time she felt strangely empty.

Milton kissed the top of her head before gently laying her atop her discarded dress.

He stood, quickly shedding his pants and freeing his now painful arousal.

Courtly watched him undress, eyes widening as she took in his male form.

Hard, rippling pectorals transitioned to define abs before her eyes settled on his large, jutting member.

She felt slight trepidation, but pushed the fear aside.

If his fingers could make her feel so good, having him inside her probably would feel incredible.

Milton slowly crawled atop her body, nuzzling the side of neck.

Courtly's hips bucked on reflex when she felt his hardened length pressing against her belly.

“Are you ready for me to continue?” Milton asked, kissing her lips.

“Yes,” Courtly replied breathlessly. Milton took himself in hand and pressed against her entrance.

He groaned as her inviting heat and wetness engulfed him. Courtly felt her body stretching to accommodate him.

She was pleasantly surprised she didn't feel pain and surmised her recent orgasm relaxed her enough to accept Milton's intrusion.

She felt indescribable joy as they came together in the most intimate of unions between man and woman.

Milton paused a moment, savoring the exquisite sensation of being joined to the woman he loved.

Slowly he pulled out before penetrating her once more, setting a comfortable rhythm.

In time, Courtly began to match his thrusts, pleasure building as Milton reached a place deep within her.

His speed increased as her moans became louder, her inner walls spasming around him.

With a loud cry she came a second time, muscles clenching onto Milton's length, causing him to release with mighty groan.

They lay still for a moment, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

Milton carefully sat up drawing Courtly with him to lean against his prison wall.

She smiled, listening to the gentle thudding of his heart while he caressed her back.

“I never knew it could be so wonderful,” she said, eyes wide and radiant.

“I'm glad to hear because it felt amazing for me too,” Milton replied.

Courtly wrapped her arms around his waist, squeezing him fiercely and wishing she could hold onto this moment forever.

The afterlife cast her adrift in a sea of loneliness; being with him made her desire to stay all the more painful.

Why did fate constantly mock and seek to separate them?

She noticed her body began to feel strange and fear crawled up her spine as realization set it.

She gasped and Milton's eyes widen in horror as Courtly started to fade.

“I don't want to leave you,” she whimpered, desperately clutching him.

“Not yet!” he shouted, vainly trying to hold onto her disappearing body.

Her golden eyes turned to look at him, trying to memorize his face.

“Thank you Milton. I am glad for the moment we had together,” she said, translucent fingers reaching to cup his face. “I love you,” she whispered and she was gone.

“No,” Milton screamed. He slammed his fists into the stone floor, turning it into pile of rubble.

Tears streamed down his face as he relieved the loss of Courtly yet again. Sorrow overwhelmed him until he felt completely hollowed out inside.

Out of the corner of his eye, he spied a small lock of blonde hair.

On trembling limbs, he crawled over and grasped the golden strands in the palm of his hand.

Red eyes blazing, he stood and a fierce resolve returned to his battered soul.

“Courtly, no matter what it takes, I vow I will steal you back from Lucifer. I will not rest until you are mine.”