A few minutes later, a quiet groan came from Serena, who was now laying not on a sofa, but on a soft bed, her head propped up by two pillows. One hand was on her stomach, the other one just laying by her side. Silver, who had been worrying about her owner, was laying down beside Ichabod, whining a little bit. There was a cool rag draped across her forehead, Ichabod's hand holding hers. He was kneeling down beside her but he slightly arose when he saw her regaining consciousness.

"Can you hear me, honey?" He whispered worriedly as her eyes slowly fluttered open. It took her eyes a minute to adjust to her surroundings, but as she looked around, she noticed the couple standing next to her, both with worried expressions on their faces, with the wife gently holding onto the man's arms.

"W-what happened?" She asked, feeling a little embarrassed that she was still lightheaded. Ichabod gently moved the rag and dabbed her forehead, cleaning the small bead of sweat forming on her temple.

"When you opened the door, you passed out. I was able to catch you before you hit your head on the ground. You really worried us." He said sadly as his hand gently squeezed the one he was holding. Serena looked down a moment before averting her eyes to the man standing next to his wife.

"I... I-I just didn't expect to see you Clark..."

At that moment, the whole room fell silent and Clark looked down, sadness in his eyes, which Ichabod thought was really odd. How the hell did Serena know Clark? Ichabod looked at Serena, his eyes filled with curiosity but also worry. Not so much towards Clark, but more so of the fact that she actually knew him.

"You... you know Clark? But... how?" He asked and all of a sudden, Serena's eyes filled with tears and her bottom lip quivered. She covered her face with her hands, trying so hard not to cry in front of the three people around her. And it broke Ichabod's heart. Why was she crying? Was it something he said?

"Oh honey, don't cry, please." He whispered as he stroked her hair, trying to soothe her as best as he could. Clark hesitated a moment before taking a couple steps forward and slowly kneeling down beside the bed. His wife rested her hand on his shoulder, standing there with the same amount of confusion Ichabod had.

"Sweetheart, you can tell us..." The wife tried to reassure her, and Serena sniffled before slowly sitting up, pulling her knees to her chest. How was she to say this in front of not only her boyfriend, but the wife?

"Oh god, please don't hate me..." She started to sob as her hands shook, Ichabod moving so he was now sitting on the bed and wrapping his arms around her. Serena let out a shaky breath before continuing to speak. This had to be said.

"I-Ichabod... remember the night you were having a nightmare... I told you I was a witch, and how... I was in love with this man..." She didn't know how else to put it but Ichabod nodded his head, knowing what she was referring to.

"Yes, love. I remember that night. But what about i-" Before he could finish his sentence, his eyes widened and something in his brain clicked. Wait wait wait...

All Ichabod had to do was look at Clark and he sighed, nodding his head. Then the wife spoke up.

"Wait, you and her... dated?" She asked and Serena nodded her head, more tears falling down her cheeks. She buried her face in her hands, Ichabod holding her close to his chest, unsure of what to say or how to process this.

"Serena.. your cries are breaking my heart..." Clark said sadly and Serena whimpered before moving her hands from her face, unable to stop the waterfall of tears cascading down her cheeks. Why was his heart breaking? He was the one that hurt her!

"You abandoned me Clark... Y-you said you couldn't be with me because I was a witch... I couldn't help it..." She sobbed and now Clark's eyes filled with tears. The amount of sorrow and remorse he was feeling, it was through the roof. He wished he could take it back, but he couldn't.

"I was absolutely stupid Serena, I really was.... I wish I could take back what I said, but I can't. However, I want you to know that, from the bottom of my heart, I am truly and sincerely sorry for what I said and how I treated you in that moment. You did not deserve it. I don't expect you to forgive me, I just want you to know how sorry I really am..." a tear fell down his cheek, his wife gently squeezing his shoulder in comfort.

Serena was, surprisingly, grateful for his apology. She could feel that he meant it, that he was truly sorry. She would never be able to forget the things he said to her and how he made her feel, but, she would try to put it in the past. She sniffled as she wiped away her tears, Ichabod kissing her temple in comfort.

"Clark... that's all I wanted. Your words, they hurt. A lot. But, I will try to put it behind me and I will accept your apology... and your wife, is really pretty." She said with a teary eyed smile, trying to lighten up the mood a little. Everybody couldn't help but smile as his wife sat down on the opposite side of the bed, placing a hand on her back.

"You are so sweet, love. Thank you. I wish we met under different circumstances, but my name is Rose. I am a witch too." She said and Serena's eyes widened. She was a witch too? But... she thought...

"You are? Clark, you told me you didn't like witches..." She said and Clark chuckled a little nervously, his hand coming up to rub the back of his neck.

"It's nothing against you, Serena. My father told me that witches were not supposed to roam this earth, for various reasons, and stupidly, I believed him. I know you tried to make me see it differently, but my ego and my head got the best of me. But when I met Rose, I guess things changed. My mindset changed, and so did my heart. She really helped me to see that there are good witches in this world. It took some convincing but she was able to help me realize. Again, Serena, I am so sorry for what I said. Knowing what I know now, I would have never said those atrocious things."

Serena grinned as she listened to what Clark was saying. She didn't have feelings for him anymore, she was in love with Ichabod now. He was her one and only, the one she wanted to get married to and have a family with. The one she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. But she would be happy to consider him a friend. And she had a strong feeling that her and Rose would be best witch friends.

"Again, I accept your apology. And Rose, it's wonderful to meet you. I feel embarrassed for passing out in front of you.." She looked down, but Rose just smiled and placed her hand on her shoulder.

"Don't be, dear. You were in shock and now knowing why, it's completely understandable. We're just glad you're okay."

Ichabod was still in a little bit of shock, but he was so happy that everything was resolved. It was weird finding out that Clark was the one who broke her heart and left her, but hearing his apology, he too could feel the genuine remorse in his voice. Plus, he knew that Serena loved him and only him so he didn't have any doubt that they didn't have any feelings for each other.

"Are you okay to go downstairs now, honey? Don't worry about dinner, I will take over." He said sweetly and Serena's heart melted. God, he was so damn sweet. She smiled as she placed a hand on his cheek, pressing her lips to his and kissing him softly.

"I'm okay to go downstairs. Rose and I can chat for a little while, then." Ichabod helped her stand up, her legs wobbling a bit but she was able to quickly regain her footing, and they made their way downstairs. Rose and Serena sat on the sofa and talked for a bit, while Ichabod and Clark cooked dinner. After about a half and hour, dinner was prepared and the table was set. Over the next few hours, the two couples talked, shared laughs and overall, just enjoyed the night.

After cleaning everything up, It was time for Clark and Rose to head home, since it was coming around 9:00 pm. As they walked towards the door, Clark pulled Serena in for a hug, which did take her a little by surprise, but she welcomed it with a smile.

"It was so lovely to see you again, Serena. You and Ichabod belong together. Ichabod, please treat her well." He said with a grin and Ichabod nodded, both men shaking each others hands, as Rose hugged Serena.

"I am so glad we got to talk, Serena. I hope we get to see each other soon." She said sweetly as she rubbed her back. Serena smiled in return before pulling away.

"I would love that, Rose. I really would. You two get home safe." She said as she opened the door for them and they waved goodbye before leaving. Serena closed the door as Ichabod came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, resting his chin on her shoulder.

"You alright, Serena? I know this was probably a lot for you..." She turned around in his arms and wrapped hers around his neck, her left hand tangling in his hair. She pecked his lips before nodding her head.

"I'm okay, dear. It was just... unexpected. But I was able to get through it. You're not upset about it, are you?" She asked worriedly and he kissed her forehead, his thumb tracing over the curve of her back.

"Why would I be upset, darling? First of all, I was more worried about you. Watching you pass out, it scared the hell out of me. I'm just glad I was able to catch you before you hit your head. And secondly, yes it was a lot to process, and it was unexpected. But his apology seemed genuine, and I know that you don't have feelings for him anymore. You don't right?"

She giggled as she rested her forehead against his. He was such a silly man, not to mention so adorable. "You have nothing to worry about, constable. I love you and only you. With all my heart." She gently pressed her chest to his and captured his lips with hers, kissing him slowly and passionately. If she didn't have to breathe, she could kiss him all day. His lips were soft and right now, they tasted sweet, like cherries. Keeping one arm around her waist, his other arm slid up her back and he cradled the back of her neck, his lips moving with hers.

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The kiss grew more passionate, soft moans beginning to leave Serena's throat. "We could... have our own little celebration..." she whispered seductively and Ichabod shuddered shyly, but also in delight. The way she spoke in that sexy voice, god, if he wasn't so shy, he would make love to her right here, right now.

"What did you have in mind?" He whispered back and she pulled away from his arms, leaving him to stand there in confusion. But it was quickly washed away when she unbuttoned the front of her dress, before sliding it off her body, leaving her in her corset and bloomers. Her breasts were nicely accentuated, thanks to the corset pushing them up. She looked at Ichabod with love and lust in her eyes as she slowly sank to her knees, her hands gliding up his knees and to his thighs. His breath caught in his throat as he watched her, her hands going to his belt, but stopping as she looked at him for permission with her eyes. He nodded his head and she slid his belt off, letting it fall to the floor with a clank. She unbuttoned his trousers, and pulled them down, only past his hips and watched his cock spring up against his clothed stomach.

She brought her hand up to wrap around his shaft and she teasingly swiped the head of his dick with her tongue, tasting a bit of precum. He let out a gasp as his hands shakily undid his cravat, pulling it away from his neck. He couldn't take his eyes off her as she continued to gently lick around the head, swirling her tongue before taking him in her mouth. He let his head roll back as one of his hands came down to rest behind her head, fingers tangling in her hair. He didn't push or tug, just kept his hand there. She moaned around him, her hand stroking up and down whatever didn't fit in her mouth.

"Oh my stars..." he moaned and she took him out of her mouth, chuckling lowly to herself.

"You like that, constable?" She purred and his heart pounded in his chest. He knew that was one of her nicknames for him and he loved it. But now that it was being used for something more intimate, it just made him more horny. He nodded his head and she quickly but gently took him back into her mouth, going a bit deeper this time. He clenched his ass cheeks, not expecting her to go deeper but damn, did it feel good! She bobbed her head up and down his cock, her other hand resting on his thigh. He tasted warm and she loved how thick he felt. When his cock reached the back of her throat, she started to gag. She tried to push past it, but this time for whatever reason, she just couldn't. Wasn't because of him or anything, it was just too much for her throat.

She pulled away, letting him out of her mouth with a pop and he took her hands in hers, helping her stand up. His pants were still past his hips but he quickly pulled them back up, not even giving a shit about his belt on the floor. This wasn't over yet. Gaining some confidence, he pulled her to him, chest against chest and she gasped, her hands resting on his shoulders. All of a sudden, he swooped her up in his arms and her eyes widened.

"Ichabod, what are you-" She was cut off when he pressed his lips to hers, his legs moving towards the staircase. He didn't say anything as he carried her up the stairs and into their bedroom. He gently laid her down before leaning over her, his hands beside her head and his lips ghosting over hers. He didn't know where this newfound confidence came from, but he liked it. He wanted to make his darling witch feel good.

"Can I take care of you? I want to pleasure you... please..." He almost begged silently and she cupped his face in her hands, lifting her head up so she could kiss him.

"Of course you can darling... will you help me out of my corset?" She whispered against his lips before rolling onto her stomach, glancing at him over her shoulder and biting her bottom lip. He felt his pants tighten when she gave him that look and he knelt down on the bed, his hand slowly but surely untying her corset. Once it was off her body, he leaned down and pressed gentle kisses along her spine, making her shiver with want. She closed her eyes as her back arched, her forearms resting on the pillow. Then she rolled onto her back, her eyes watching Ichabod get up off the bed and he unbuttoned his vest, sliding it off along with his shirt. His chest was now bare and she could now see the scar he had shown her earlier.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and leaned down, starting to unzip his boots. He felt the bed shift, warm and soft hands starting to caress his bare back, and lips kissing the shell of his ear. He grinned to himself as he slid his boots and socks off before standing up and unbuttoning his trousers. He slid them down, now his body completely nude. He turned around and saw Serena laying on her side, her head propped up by her hand with her elbow on the pillow and she was just in her bloomers. Her nipples were hard and her body was dying to be touched. He swallowed back his saliva as he got back on the bed, beginning to hover over her as she rolled onto her back. He leaned down and kissed her lips, making her moan and sigh in content, her arms wrapping around his shoulders and back.

He began his way down her jaw and neck, his tongue coming out to gently lick her sweet spot, making her eyes flutter and her back arch once more. She tilted her head to the side, allowing him for more access. He gave soft, open mouthed kissed against her neck, her nails beginning to trace his scalp. He then moved down to her collarbone and chest, his lips connecting with the skin of her breasts, but purposely missing her erect nipples. She whined and he sweetly hushed her before blowing air on one of her buds. She gasped as she looked down at him, catching his shy smile before her head rolled back when he took her left nipple in his mouth. She weaved her fingers through his hair, as his tongue swirled around her nipple while he sucked like an infant. His other hand massaged her right breast, thumb brushing over her other nipple.

She could feel the heat between her legs intensify, her heart pounding in her chest, but in a good way. She was seeing stars, butterflies swarming in her stomach. He let t, his go on for a good 30 seconds before he trailed down to her stomach, sides, and hips. He crawled down to the edge of the bed and she scooted down. He hooked his hands into the waistband of her bloomers, waiting for her approval, and she nodded. He slid them down before removing them and he wrapped his hands around her thighs. She propped herself on one elbow, her other hand coming down to run through his hair. He leaned forward and very softly licked her clit with his tongue. Her eyebrows furrowed, her jaw dropping slightly as she moaned. He continued to lick her, using a little more tongue, going in an up and down motion.

Then he took her clit in his mouth, sucking and licking at the same time, his eyes watching her reaction. Her eyes crossed, then rolled back in her head as she collapsed against the bed, her back arching, and her toes curling. Her legs were spread wide, bent at the knee with her thighs on his shoulders. He started to go faster and before moving his tongue down and sticking it inside her. She almost screamed in ecstasy as her free hand gripped the sheets, her knuckles turning white.

"I-ICHABOD!!" She cried out and he stopped, thinking she was hurt.

"Are you alright? Did I hurt you?" He asked worriedly and she couldn't help but laugh, shaking her head.

"Of course not, darling. Keep going, please." She begged and he gave a quick nod before going back to the task at hand. He also added two fingers, pushing them deep inside her and curling them so they reached her g spot. She moaned loudly as her head rolled to the side, feeling herself start to tighten. Her breathing quickened, and she knew she wasn't going to last much longer.

Before Ichabod could do anything else, Serena's eyes rolled back once more and her body spasmed, legs trembling as she came. She immediately became hyper sensitive and Ichabod picked up on it. Her clit left his mouth and he instead kissed the inside of her thighs, his thumbs stroking her hip bones.

She ran a hand through her hair as she caught her breath, her body beginning to relax. He crawled up the bed and laid down next to her, gently resting a hand on her stomach. He leaned forward and kissed her cheek, making her smile and turn over so she was facing him.

"You're incredible in every way, constable. Every. single. way." Ichabod smiled as she moved closer, her hand coming up to cradle his cheek, stroking it with her thumb. He softly pecked her lips before smiling.

"So are you, Serena." He whispered and she kissed him again, this time with more passion. She rolled them over so he was on his back and she was on top, straddling his hips. She could feel his hard length against her pussy and she started to grind, coating him in her juices. In these days, they really didn't have any forms of protection. It was either get pregnant, or have the man pull out. Not a great method, but still a method, I guess. Without wasting another minute, Serena stopped grinding, grabbed his cock and positioned herself over it before sinking down, feeling herself being filled up. She gasped as her hands on his chest kept her supported, along with his hands on her waist.

"Oh god..." She moaned as she started to roll her hips, their eyes locked on each other, held with love and adoration. The pleasure they both were feeling right now, it was indescribable. He brushed her hair out of her face before sliding his hand to the back of her head and gently pulled her down to his lips. They started to make out as they continued to make love. In this position, his cock hit spots she never thought was even possible. Her moans grew louder and her hip movements became faster, and a little harder but still being mindful and cautious.

They pulled away for air, Serena resting her forehead against Ichabod's, which was beginning to sweat a little. But not in a bad way. He sat up, wrapping his arms around her lower back and shoulders, holding her close to his chest. She cried out as she gazed into his chocolate brown eyes, which she could never resist staring into. Within a few minutes, she could feel him start to twitch inside her, letting her know he was close. And he knew he couldn't cum inside her. She didn't want to get pregnant. Not now, at least.

She brought her hand down in between them and she started to rub herself in a circular motion. Her thighs clenched, pleasure filled tears stinging her eyes. He moved her hair over one shoulder and he latched his lips onto her neck, making her cry out. And it sent her over the edge. She gripped his shoulder as she shook in his arms, releasing her second orgasm of the night.

Ichabod was not far behind. Within just the right amount of time, he pulled out of her and he came on her ass, falling back against the bed. She continued to shake, her head against his shoulder and she was still straddling him. Her eyes were closed, his hands caressing her bare back. His dick immediately softened, their bodies beginning to relax. She opened her eyes and started to laugh, which made him raise an eyebrow in confusion.

"What's so funny, dear?" He asked and she lifted her head up, covering her mouth, trying not to snort.

"You finished on my ass." His whole face turned red with embarrassment as he groaned, his hands rubbing his face. She leaned down and kissed his hands, continuing to giggle.

"Don't be embarrassed, love. We just have to clean it up, that's all." She rolled off of him before getting up off the bed and walking to the bathroom, which was in the corner of the bedroom. It was a cute little bathroom. White and grey walls, with a mirror hanging over the sink and there was a shower with a white curtain around it.

She opened one of the drawers and found a blue rag. She took it out and turned around, looking at herself in the mirror, finding where he finished on her. She turned red as she cleaned it up, which was done in a couple swipes. Once it was cleaned up, she walked out of the bathroom and hopped on the bed, laying down next to Ichabod. She curled up in his arms and moved the sheets over their bodies.

"That was absolutely wonderful, constable." She smiled and he kissed her forehead, wrapping an arm around her waist.

"Indeed it was. We should get some rest now." As if on cue, she yawned tiredly, feeling so tired all of a sudden. She kissed his lips before she nuzzled her head against his shoulder, her arm draping across his stomach. The pitter patter of paws could be heard and silver rushed upstairs, going to the foot of the bed before laying down and curling up, immediately falling asleep. Serena giggled tiredly before yawning again.

"See you in the morning, darling. I love you." Within minutes, she was out like a light and he couldn't help but chuckle to himself. With his other hand, he stroked her hair before leaning over and blowing out the candle, the room going dark, except for the moonlight shining through the window. He made sure they were both comfortable before he rested his chin on top of her head and he closed his eyes. This was their first night in New York together, and he couldn't be happier. It was the start of a new life.

Hi guys! I know this chapter was SUPER LONG and I am so sorry! I hope you guys are enjoying this story so far! There are a few chapters left and I already know how I am going to end it! Please share with your friends, like and comment what you think! I love to write and I have a few more stories in mind!