f!Hawke/Justice/Anders Angst, Pr0n, and Lots more Pr0n XD This is a sequel fic to Depravity
After the battle with Depravity Anders and Aliea had taken a long bath. When they finally got around to talking about their Justice problem it was Anders who offered a solution, albeit begrudgingly. "You know Aliea, if Justice has human needs now, perhaps you should just see to them?" he offered. Aliea chuckled "What are you proposing? I jump him?" "No, not that, well at least, not at first..." trailing off. Aliea splashed the bath water about a little waiting for him to explain. "Court him" he finally finished. "Court...Justice. Court the spirit that lives in your head?" she questioned. "If Justice is unable to protect himself because of his... desires there is clearly a threat if we don't see to them, love. I don't like the idea of letting him have control of me willingly, but we both know it's something we have to face, together" Anders said drawing her tightly into his arms in the tubs cooling waters.
Aliea didn't respond for a while, letting her head rest on Anders wet chest. "I'll do my best, perhaps some attention would soothe him" she offered meekly. Anders brought a hand to his face and pinched the bridge of his nose as often did when annoyed. "It would be nice if it were that simple, but I think we both know he has the physical urges of a grown man, chaste kisses and hand holding are not likely to sate his hunger." Aliea ran her fingertips over her arm where Justice, no Depravity, had so recently carved his name. Anders had healed it perfectly, yet she could swear she could feel every groove the blade had rended. Seeing what she was doing Anders clasped Aliea's hand and drew it up to his lips, kissing it softly. "It's over remember?" he comforted.
Sighing Aliea closed her eyes and willed herself to believe him. She knew it was over, but everything was so fresh. And now she had to pursue Justice after everything Depravity had him do. She could barely picture it, how would Justice even be willing to let her try? He had seemed destroyed by the events, would he really be willing to as Anders put it, be courted? Then an idea crossed her troubled mind, she wasn't sure where she was going with it, but she had idea how to begin. With a start Aliea shot up in the water spinning around to face a confused Anders. "Justice is still unable to hear right?" she asked. Anders nodded. "Do you think you could you call him for a moment?" she pleaded "tell him he just has listen." Anders closed his eyes and concentrated shaking his mind to draw the attention of the hidden spirit.
Finally a twinge of blue appeared in Anders soft honey colored eyes. "Justice, listen to me carefully. When I call for you like this and Anders cede's control you must present yourself" she said gently holding him by the chin with both hands. Justice blinked and tried to look anywhere but her eyes. Aliea sighed exasperated "Justice, look at me!" Justice pulled away for a moment before eventually conceding and looking back at her. Satisfied she has his attention she finished "you will do this because I ask it of you and it is the least you can do for me...after everything." A guilt filled nod was all the confirmation she got before the blue vanished away once again.
After their bath and a bout of passionate love making Aliea prepared to enact her first effort in "courting Justice". She reached up and held Anders face gently in her hands. He gave her a warm smile and nodded, already knowing the part he must play. "Goodnight, love" Anders said before kissing her softly on the lips. "Goodnight Anders" she replied kissing him as well. "Justice?" she said waiting for the flicker of blue to appear in Anders' eyes. He stared at her apprehensively with a mixture of fear and shame. "Goodnight Justice" she said kissing him goodnight as well.
It was a week before Justice said anything aloud to Aliea. She had kissed him goodnight every evening before bed hoping to get through to him. Each night was the same, she would kiss Anders, then call for Justice, by lightly holding his face in her hands and looking into her lovers eyes waiting for Justice to appear as Anders would cede control to the spirit. After a moment he would arrive staring back at her. The shame and fear in his eyes when he looked at her broke heart anew with each sad kiss. When he finally spoke she was so shocked she barely understood him. "Why" he had finally managed. "Why are you doing this?" he questioned. She cocked her head slightly in confusion. "Doing what?" she said bewildered.
"Why must you taunt me" he finally capitulated. Stroking his stubbled chin with her thumbs she waited for him to continue, trying to force his eyes to look back into hers. Her eyebrow raised asking the unsaid question of what do you mean. He sighed and tried to explain "Taunting me with these kisses. Each one a promise of what can never be." A delicate smile crossed her face and she leaned into him, resting her forehead upon his. "Why can't it be Justice?" she asked softly. "I've ruined everything...forever" he mumbled into her lips, now slowly pressing into his. "Don't say that Justice" she whispered. "But I have" he agonized. "Nothing's ruined forever Justice, we can make this work" she promised. "I don't understand mortal things such as these" he huffed between her soft kisses.
"And that's the problem dear heart" she smiled into his lips. He finally pulled away looking at her confused, her fingers finally falling from his face. "The problem?" he asked confused. "That you don't understand mortal things, yet you have mortal needs now" she patiently explained. He furrowed his brows in confusion. "Anders and I have decided that I shall court you" she said with a happy grin. "Court?" he questioned. "Like Anders and I did, you know, talk, spend time together, hold hands, kiss, and...other things" she said sheepishly. "Things I've ruined" he retorted. She through him a stern look "You did no such thing!" she exclaimed. He looked away from her piercing gaze embarrassed to earn her ire so quickly. "I mean it Justice, I can no more blame you for Depravity's actions, then I could blame Anders for yours!" she assured.
Before he could slink away she pulled his body into a tight embrace. "We can figure this out Justice" she promised into his shoulder. His head sank onto hers and he clutched her tightly. "I don't know if I can do it" he admitted. She shushed him with a tender "We can dear heart, we can." For a while she sat there in his reluctant embrace stroking his hair with one hand and drawing lazy circles with the other on his back, pretending not to notice the damp pools forming on her robes. After an eternity of awkward silence Justice spoke again. "You mean it?" he asked softly not moving. She stilled her hands and waited. "You mean you want to..court me? After everything? You'd...with me? again? " he rambled on.
"Aye" she remarked softly. "Anders and I had a nice long talk about it and we thought we'd give you a full hour of every day" she elaborated. "We can share meals, go on walks, shopping, whatever you want. I hope, we hope it will help you deal with everything better." Withdrawing from the hug Aliea caught Justice's face and thumbed the tears from his eyes. He squinted at the water on her fingertips as if he didn't know where it came from. He had much to learn about things he had deemed as non-important information as Kristoff and Anders before. "They are just tears, it's fine" she assured before pulling back into her arms. And with that small start, Justice began to think of more than just his betrayal, but also of what a future in which him, Anders, and Aliea were all happy might be like. The idea seemed impossible, but something inside him warmed at the thought, replacing the bitter cold and hate piece by piece.