Chapter Text
Australian Northern Territory, Kakadu National Park, July
Trapper and Emma lay on a blanket in the grass in a clearing. Their campfire still smoldered between where they rested and the tent, the glowing of the coals the only light beside that coming from the stars and the new moon. The skies were clear and bright above them and the temperature was cool, a perfect night for stargazing, one of Trapper and Emma’s favorite pastimes. He rested his hand over hers and pulled it to his chest. She could feel his heartbeat, a slow and steady rhythm.
“Remember the first time I brought you here?” he asked after a few minutes of quiet between them.
“Mhmm,” she hummed, eyes turned toward the sky, admiring the beauty of the milky way above them. Astronomy had always been a special interest of Emma’s, since she was a little girl.
“I told you all about the Aboriginal people’s dark constellations and showed you how the Emu follows the seasons through an emu’s mating season and the dry season when it dips below the horizon.”
“Mhmm,” she hummed again. He moved closer to her until they were lying against each other, shoulder to shoulder.
“You know, I spent a lot of time learning all of that to impress you,” he said through a smile she could hear in his voice.
“You already impressed me, Trapper,” she said. “You always did.”
He squeezed her hand gently where it still rested on his chest. She took her hand back a minute later and got up.
“Where you going?” He asked, looking up at her, resting on his elbows on the blanket.
“I’m going to get a jacket, I’m cold,” she told him, starting to walk toward the tent. He called her just as she passed what was left of the campfire, just barely smoking now.
“Could you get my jacket too, sweetheart?” he asked.
“Sure.”
Emma unzipped the tent and went inside, taking her hoodie from her pack and pulling it around her shoulders, zipping it up. She opened Trapper’s olive-green canvas bag and pulled out his forest green combat jacket, leaving the tent with it. The zipper jingled as she closed the tent and crossed the grass to where Trapper still lay on the blanket. He watched her approach with a small, crooked smile. God, she loved that smile, it always brought a matching one to her face whenever she saw him light up to see her. No one had ever looked at her the way Trapper did. He gazed at her as if he was mesmerized by everything she did and said, and if she asked he would probably tell her it was because he was.
She handed him his jacket and he sat up to shrug it on before lying down on his back again. Emma joined him on the blanket, lying shoulder to shoulder, taking his hand in hers. They lay there quietly for a few minutes before Trapper spoke.
“Wanna see if you can beat your high score?” he asked, glancing over at her with a wink and a smile. She smirked at him. She loved this game.
“Sure.”
“What’s that?” he asked, pointing out a particularly bright speck in the sky.
“Andromeda.”
“And what’s this one?”
“That one’s Saturn.”
“What’s that?”
“Cassiopeia.”
The game went on for another minute before Trapper slipped his free hand into the pocket of his jacket and pulled a small box from it, his hand shaking a bit.
“And what about this one?” he asked as he lifted the open ring box in his hand up, a simple ring with a very small blue gemstone fitted into it glimmering in the starlight. She was still looking toward the sky, staring at the box in his hand as he turned to look at her. Her brows knit in confusion but she quickly realized what was happening and looked at him, almost comically surprised.
“Trapper, I—
“Stand up, sweetheart, I want to do this the right way.” Emma stood up slowly, standing in front of Trapper as he maneuvered himself down on one knee. He held the open box up to her.
“Emma, when we met, I didn’t think I would ever fall in love. I didn’t think I wanted to. But now I know… I needed you so much even before I knew you, and I didn’t realize that such a big piece of myself was missing until I found it. I’d give you every star in the sky if I could, but I can really only give you myself and hope that’s enough. Emma, I love you,” he swallowed. “Will you marry me?”
Trapper moved to take the ring out of the box as she nodded and dropped it.
“Oh, whoops,” he said absently, his hands still shaking. He quickly picked it up and took her hand again. She held back laughter and there were tears in her eyes as they met his, a smile spreading across her face. He held her hand and looked up at her, still holding the ring in the fingers of his other hand. She nodded vigorously.
“Yes, Trapper, I will absolutely marry you.” He smiled back widely, sliding the ring onto her finger and getting to his feet. His arms enveloped her in a tight hug, Trapper laughing along with her, though his laughter was half born of relief.
“I can’t give you much, but I’ll give you everything I have. I’ll never stop trying to make you happy,” he said into her ear, his whiskers scratching at her neck as he held her. She hugged him back just as tightly.
“You already make me happier than I ever thought I could be. I love you so much,” she whispered into his ear, pulling back to look at him. He kissed her deeply.
They lay in their tent later, beneath a thick blanket, Emma’s head resting on Trapper’s chest and his arm around her. He ran his thumb up and down her shoulder absently while thinking.
“Remember that first night we spent together, Em?” he asked.
“I do,” she said, sliding a hand up his stomach and resting it on his chest.
“It was during a thunderstorm in that little two-person tent.”
“I remember,” she said, a small smile evident in her voice as she thought about that night. Not that it had ever been quite night in Hollow Earth.
“I was so nervous I could hardly breathe when I kissed you that first time,” he confessed, resting his hand over hers on his chest, idly running his thumb over the ring she now wore on her finger. She nodded a little and smiled.
“You tried to apologize.”
“I was afraid you didn’t feel the same way and then you grabbed me and kissed me back. I wanted to tell you I loved you that night so badly, but I didn’t want to push my luck.” He laughed a little.
Rolling over to lie on top of him, her face hovered inches from his. Trapper looked surprised at first but wrapped his arms around her a second later. She leant down and kissed him.
“Trapper, you made me love you a long time before that night,” she said softly. She kissed him again, straddling him and sitting up. She slid two fingers gently down his chest and stomach to the waistband of his boxers. His eyes followed her hand downward. “Now take these off and let me show you just how much.”
Eager as ever, he quickly and clumsily pulled them down and kicked them off.
Emma slipped his T-shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor of the tent. She could already feel him hardening beneath her and began to grind into him gently, drawing a soft moan from his lips. She kissed down his cheek and neck, biting at the skin just below his ear and moving down. She kissed her way down his body, stopping with her face just above his cock, hard and shiny in the lantern light that illuminated the tent like that first night they made love.
She took him in her hand, throbbing and hot in her palm. Trapper watched her, his breath catching in his chest. Emma looked up at him, meeting his eyes as she dragged her soft, wet tongue across the tip of his cock, taking it into her mouth and sucking gently. He groaned and threw his head back onto his pillow. He rested his hand gently over the back of her head and she reached back, curling his fingers into a fist, threaded through her short hair. He took the hint and gently pushed her head downward, Emma taking him deeper into her throat, then letting up, guiding her.
“Mmmm, just like that, sweetheart,” he groaned, continuing to guide her head with the weight of his hand, sliding his cock in and out of her mouth. She slid a hand under the waistband of her panties, touching herself slowly as she sucked him off. She was already soaking wet and so ready for him.
“Come up here, sweetheart,” he said. “Keep going like that we’re gonna be done before we get started. And I’m not done with you yet, not tonight.”
Trapper pulled her up to face him. Rolling her on top of him, he kissed her softly at first, then more heatedly. He opened her mouth with his and slipped his tongue in, holding her tightly. His forehead resting against hers, he closed his eyes, panting. He kissed her softly.
“I love you, Emma,” he whispered, exhaling shakily and kissing her again. “I can’t tell you how much.”
Straddling his waist, she bent down to kiss him, holding his face in her hands and threading her fingers through the scruff of his beard. His cock slid through her soft folds as he started to thrust upward gently, Emma moaning into the kiss.
“I love you too, baby,” she told him when she broke the kiss to catch her breath.
She sat up, sliding her pussy along the length of his cock, the tip just kissing her clit with each of his thrusts. She moaned his name softly and he pulled her down against his chest, kissing her softly. His cock continued to slide over her wet folds, Trapper burying his face in her neck and letting out a low moan that almost sounded like a growl.
“Are you ready, sweetheart?” he asked, keeping his voice low. She felt his breath on her ear, warm and soft. He kissed her neck gently, his beard scratching at her skin each time his lips touched her. She shivered, every muscle in her body nearly going rigid with anticipation before she relaxed and nodded.
He reached down and lined himself up below her, Emma sinking slowly onto his cock, burying him to the hilt inside her. She gasped and he hugged her to him tighter as he filled her, stretching her walls and soaking his cock in her pleasure. They stayed that way for a few minutes, Trapper’s cock deep inside Emma’s hot, wet center, his arms tightly wrapped around her, panting and trading kisses in the dark.
“I love you so much, baby,” she moaned out, just the feeling of being in his arms and his cock stretching her enough to make her cum around his length. Tears pricked the corners of her eyes as he continued to thrust upward, pushing his cock deeper as he felt her clench around him.
They kissed as she started to move her hips, sliding him in and out of her wet pussy achingly slowly, savoring every inch of his thick length inside her.
“I love you too… God, you feel so good…” he groaned out the last word through clenched teeth between breathless, panting kisses. Emma continued sliding him in and out, taking her time, desperate to hear every moan and whimper she drew from his lips when they weren’t locked with hers.
He slid his hands down to her hips, fucking up into her and pushing her down onto his cock with each thrust, making her take him deeper but keeping up her easy rhythm. Trapper knew he’d remember this night for the rest of his life, and he didn’t want to rush things. Emma whined as his cock filled her further, a low desperate sound.
“Trapper, fuck, please don’t stop…” she leant down, kissing him deeply, still rolling her hips to meet his every move. She came around him again, the tightening white-hot coil in her stomach finally loosening as she soaked his cock, still riding him steadily.
She buried her face in his neck as he fucked her through her orgasm, whispering in her ear.
“That’s it, love… cum for me, sweetheart.”
Trapper kept up his unhurried pace, pulling one more orgasm from Emma before he couldn’t hold himself back anymore. He rolled her over onto her back, kneeling between her legs and wrapping them around his waist. Taking her hand and squeezing it gently, he pushed the head of his cock back into her. She gasped as he entered her, slowly burying himself to the base back in her pussy.
He bent over her, kissing her gently and starting to move his hips, each thrust faster and deeper than the last. She was biting her bottom lip to keep from crying out his name. He rested his forehead against hers, nuzzling into her and closing his eyes.
“Gonna cum, baby,” he said quietly.
“Cum for me, please…” she whined softly, spreading her legs to take him deeper.
“Here it comes…” he growled out as he arched his back and pushed into her once more, burying his cock as deeply as he could before filling her with his seed. Hot ropes of cum covered her walls as his cock pulsed inside her, throbbing in time with his heart.
He lowered his head, kissing her shoulder and up her neck. His thrusts became long and deep, much slower now.
“You alright?” he asked, his lips tickling her neck as his beard scratched at it with each syllable.
“Mmhmm,” she hummed, sliding a hand up his back and tangling her fingers in his hair.
Trapper pulled out and lay next to her. Rolling onto his side to face her, he rested his head on his palm, leaning on his elbow. She faced him, mirroring his pose. They gazed at each other for a moment before he broke the silence.
“Hey, beautiful,” he said quietly, a smile on his face as he looked into her eyes.
“Hey, handsome,” she answered, resting her free hand on his cheek. He leant into it and closed his eyes with a small sigh.
He took her by surprise by lying back and pulling her on top of him, holding her to his chest and looking up at her, eyes shining in the lantern’s glow.
She leant down and kissed him. Trapper parted his lips slightly, allowing her to slip her tongue in, deepening the kiss. He rested his forehead against hers as they broke the kiss and nuzzled her softly.
“I can’t wait to make you my wife,” Trapper whispered, pulling back to look up at her, stars in his eyes. He held her hips gently where she straddled his waist. Emma smiled back at him.
“And I can’t wait for you to be my husband,” she said back softly. She bent down and spoke quietly to him. “Now let’s see if we can beat your high score,” she breathed into his ear through a small smile.
Letting out a small growl, he rolled the two of them over, leaning over Emma and laughing softly before burying his face in her neck, kissing and biting gently. She gasped at the feeling of his teeth on her skin.
“I think we can give it a shot,” he whispered in her ear, reaching over and switching off the lantern.