The End

Rose sighed heavily and opened her hand, cupping him gently as she crossed her legs under her and sat on the bed. “Very well, what did you see while you were up there where you don’t belong?”
VeVe shifted slightly as he then began to tell Rose about the battle that happened above deck. He told her how the bad pirates had Sarah backed into a corner and how Draven had leapt in front of several of the men and fought them off.
Rosalyn, not wanting VeVe to have all the attention, pipes up and tells Rose that she has seen Sarah visiting the healer more often and eating more than what she usually did before coming back on the ship.
“Well, that’s because she is eating for two, and it’s a good thing that she’s not stupid enough to put herself at risk since she’s now pregnant with Draven’s child” was the only response the two fairies got from Rose.
The men were escorting the prisoners to the lower levels while Sarah and Draven stood on the deck, their chests heaving from the heavy breathing of fighting. They look at each other and without saying a word Draven steps forward and grabs Sarah by the hand, pulling her behind him as he makes his way to their cabin.
As soon as they enter the room, when the door closes Draven pushes Sarah against the door and kisses her deeply. His hands tear at the pieces of cloth that cover her body, ripping the material off of her body and casting them to the floor. Sarah pulls at his clothing, ripping the material off his body, but not ripping the fabric apart like he had done her own clothes, her lips kissing him just as passionately as he was kissing her. He cupped her breasts in his hands, tearing his lips away from hers only to suck on her hardened nipples. His hands trail down her body to her hips, pressing against her thighs and parting her legs as he shoves his shaft against her slit.
Sarah moans as she hooks one leg around his hip, pulling herself up his body until she can feel the tip of his shaft against her opening. He surges forward, filling her slit with his hardened flesh as she wraps her other leg around his hip. His hands tighten on her hips as he starts thrusting inside of her body, his teeth nipping at her nipples as he laved his tongue against her nipple.
Draven pulls Sarah away from the door, holding her in his arms as she digs her nails into his shoulders, still thrusting deep inside her slit, bouncing her up and down on his shaft before he steps backwards and falls back on the bed. She moves against him as she kneels over him, her hips bucking and gliding against his as she takes him in and out of her body, his hips thrusting upwards in her slit as she rises and lowers.
Draven grabs her hips, flipping her over onto her back as he draws one of her legs to rest on his shoulder. He pounds as hard as he can in and out of her body, but because of this position he can only feel the opening of her womb gliding on the underside of his shaft instead of entering her womb. Sarah cries out and Draven leans up, covering her mouth with his own as he feels her slit clenching around his shaft. Her nails scratch his back as she climaxes around him. Draven breaks the kiss to moan as his hips thrust deeply into her own, his seed rising and causing his shaft to thicken inside of her. After a few more thrusts he climaxes deep inside of her.
Shifting to the side, he collapses beside her, drawing her leg from his shoulder to his hip so that she was laying partly over his body. His shaft pulses against her slit as their mixed juices gather between Sarah’s legs. He lovingly caresses the side of her face, tucking her hair behind her head. Several hours pass as they lay in each other’s arms. The sun, which had been high in the sky, was edging lower and lower towards the horizon before Sarah heard a rustling sound come from the door. Lifting her head, she sees a red flash of light dragging a large sheet of paper under the door.
“What is going on?”
Sarah, watching the little red fairy flies up to the bed, feels thankful that she and Draven thought to cover with a thin sheet not long beforehand, until the paper that the fairy had fluttered on top of Draven’s chest and the fairy flies off.
Frowning, Draven picks up the paper, but can’t see anything other than scratches and random markings. Sighing, he hands the paper to Sarah. “I can’t read it my love, can you?”
Sarah looks at the paper and blushes deeply, well acquainted with the writings of the fairies. Coughing into her fist she clears her throat. “Um… well… it’s a warning.”
Draven raises his eyebrow as he looks down at her, waiting for her to continue.
“Um… well it seems that Rose’s fairies are curious, more curious than other fairies, and this one has been following me around the ship. And… um… she has noticed that I have been going to see the healer on the ship quite often….”
Draven waits with a raised eyebrow as she sat up and sighed deeply. “Draven…how would you feel if there was going to be a little one who is going to join our family?”
Draven smirked as he drew her back down to his side, “A little one would be nice to have around I guess, but not right now since we have this mission to do. Why do you ask?”
Sarah laid down and took his hand, placing it on the lower part of her stomach, “What if the little one decided to come early and join us in a few short months rather than after we do what we have to do?”
Draven smiled and rubbed her stomach. “Dear, I know you are starting to gain weight, but that’s because there’s not much for you to do to keep your muscles toned. It’s fine. I don’t mind you getting a little pudgy. But it doesn’t mean you are pregnant. If you want to be sure, just ask Rose. She was the Wisdom for our village and she would know best.”
Sarah sighed as she laid her head against his shoulder, muttering under her breath, “If those blasted fairies know, then I will bet my last nail on this ship that she knows as well.”