Kathrine sighed and took a drink from the wine bottle.
"Something wrong, Katie?" a familiar voice rung. She felt hands slip around her waist and she smiled, turning.
"No," she responded, giving him a quick kiss before offering the bottle of wine. "Want some?"
He took it from her then took a drink before giving it back to her.
"Want to?" she suggested. He gave a shrug and she slipped out of her lover's grip, shut the door to her room and locked it with a click.
She stripped out of her clothing so she was in her panties and bra. Fenris' clothing joined her own in a pile next to thee fireplace, both still wore the red scarf tied to their wrist.
Kathrine slipped a hand on his chest, her touch tender, and she kissed his lips. He lifted a hand and took the one she placed on his chest tight in his grip, kissing her back.
He laid her back onto the bed and she let out a small moan as he kissed on her neck. Her fingers twitched.
She reached next to her bed and managed to get a bottle of wine. She took it in hand, opened it and dumped it on them both. Fenris stopped and looked at her.
"Why the hell did you do that?" he asked her. She shrugged and twisted to get on top of him.
"I don't know," she leaned down and traced the markings with her tongue. "That might be one of the reasons, though." she did it again then fell next to him. "Hmph, well, suppose we should get out of the wine covered clothing, yes?"
"I suppose so...I see how it is, Katie." he chuckled. She smirked and stripped of her wet bra and panties.
"You think I'd have it any other way, Fen?" she asked with a laugh, moving one of her hands to touch his ear.
"Knowing you, no." he responded. He was out of the pants and they were on the floor. She glanced over his body, still marveling the lyrium etched into his flesh.
Kathrine twisted, her fingers twitched, and he pinned her to the bed again. She moaned in pleasure when he kissed her neck and pushed into her. Her long nails gripped the bed covered as he licked the wine from her neck and breast bone.
"F...Fenris!" she gasped, eyes closing then snapping open.
"Katie." he growled in her ear, his tone hushed. He grip on the sheets loosened then tightened again. He pressed his lips to her neck and the moaned again. The rogue's back and hips arched slightly but he pinned her hips to the bed with his own.
He leaned back from her neck and blinked. Kathrine smiled slightly.
"I am yours" she whispered.
"And I yours," he agreed. Another kiss, another quiet moan, another round.