This is my first try at a fanfic. It's really short, but I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: characters created by Tammy.
There's a First Time for Everything
"She won't go near me," Kaddar complained bitterly to Zaimid one morning.
The other man grinned mischievously.
"Some ale should do the trick."
It wasn't the first time Kaddar had invited Kally into the gardens at night. She loved feel the cool caress of the breeze and the sparkle of the stars overhead.
Despite what some people might think, their night outings were always very chaste, just as their nights in the bedroom where.
But this time he brought with him two huge tankards of ale. She was surprised. In their whole year of marriage they had not consumed one drink together. However, she decided to humour him and took the glass of the ale which he poured from the tankard.
The ale slipped easily down her throat, sweet and spicy. She cast a sidelong glance at Kaddar. Why was he looking at her like that?
Kalasin wondered how many drinks she'd knocked down that night. At least one too many, that was certain.
She was on top of Kaddar, holding him down on their bed as she burned a trail of kisses along his neck.
It's been a year since I've done this, she thought giddily, her fingers slipping with sweat as she unbuttoned his white silk shirt.
Then he was pushing her upright and lifting her dress over her head then, gently, slowly, untying her breast-band and loincloth. Her sober self would never have gotten into this situation but she was too far gone to protest. There was no going back now.
A hysterical giggle escaped Kalasin's lips as he entered her. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling him close as her tongue slipped into his mouth. The rush of warm sweetness threatened to overcome her.
Kalasin squealed in surprise as they rolled off the bed and hit the floor with a thump. Wickedly, she leaned forward, her back scraping painfully against the rough plaster wall, and pressed her breasts to his mouth.
"By the Gods, Kalasin…" he moaned, rocking back and forth inside her, sending a red-hot burst of excitement to her alcohol-infected mind.
She's a lunatic, Kaddar thought dimly as she clawed him deeper, faster inside of her. The ale had loosened much more then her tongue.
Kalasin pushed him to the floor, grinning maniacally.
There's a first time for everything.
When the maid came in to stoke the fire the next morning, she was only a little shocked to see the Emperor and Empress of Carthak sprawled naked on the floor. She smiled knowingly. They had to do it sometime.