Here's the second part. I re-read it (to check mistakes) while watching a show and being tired… So yes, there might be a looot of mistakes. XD Sorry about that…

Chapter 1 : Last Night Together (Part 2)

He let out a happy sigh as her fingers rhythmically rubbed the skin of his back. In the meanwhile, the female warrior had checked his hair (with her eyes) and hummed in disapproval.

"Your hair look almost grey. I think I'll wash them tomorrow."

"Hmmm…Tomorrow ?"

"Yes, we need to get our equipment repaired and buy potions and food. We can't stay for too long, but I think we should still rest a little."

"And what about your plan to walk on separate ways 'til the next village ? You know I don't like it."

"It's the best way to know if we're still followed", she reminded. "After all, they are after two people."

He clenched his jaw. These last days, their conversations had mainly focused about Hawke's foolish idea to be away from each other. Despite being the one to have brought the subject up again, he didn't really want to start arguing about it right now. So, since the human had finished with his back, he stood up, giving her full access to wash the lower part of his back, his ass and his thighs. A not so subtly way to change the subject but who cared ? At least it worked.

She started with the rest of his back and after a small hesitation his legs.

"Aren't you going to wash me entirely ?" he asked, trying to hide his disappointment as best as he could.

"I am. But I know what you're waiting for."

"And so ?"

"So I'm teasing you ?"

"Hmpf, that's not even close to teasing. If you want to tease me then-"

"Ow, cut it out already !" She lightly slapped his bottom. "Face me !"

"Really ? (his voice sounded strangely interested now) Did-"

"No words allowed !"

With another light chuckle, he obeyed. Still sitting in the bathtub, she was now right in front of an obvious erection. She narrowed, he really had to want sex. At least his body did. Geez… She ignored the warmth rushing through her lower stomach and washed the rest of the chest and hips. In a bit fastened pace compared to before. Against her previous decisions, however, she slowed down again as she finished the front of his legs and couldn't help but teasingly stroke his inner thighs, smirking as he throbbed. …..Maybe he wasn't the only one being sexually frustrated.

"You really want to make out, don't you ?"

"Yes."

He took her left arm and made her stand up.

"And do you know why ?" His head bowed progressively. "Because with each rub I know we're closer to do it. With each rub, the moment I'll be inside you, feel your warmth, is closer…"

Their lips met. She automatically locked her hand around his neck and the back of his head while his right hand wrapped around her shoulder and his other lightly grazed the skin of her back, knowing just how much she loved those touches.

Hawke was fully aware at how cheesy Fenris was. Even if they were the plain truth. She was sure that if anyone where to witness those intimate moments, they'd roll their eyes in irritation. At least she knew she would. Maybe it was because she was the one being sweet talked that it actually worked on her. Apart from their first time together, the male warrior would always become awfully cheesy when he wanted to make out with her. It didn't mean he couldn't be…romantic without having sexual intentions. It simply was his ways to give off signs he was tempted for a sexual intercourse, whether she took them or refused them was completely up to her. And she too had her own way to make him understand she wanted him. More subtle some would say… She didn't use words, small (innocent) touches, a slight change in her behavior, it was all she needed to do. Fenris was really perceptive when it came to these kind of things. Something she was really glad of. She had had a one night adventure with a few males who had been blind all along and had needed to be told frankly she wanted to have sex with them. Such a bother…somehow they had always felt kind of humiliating.

The female warrior let out a stifled moan as the elf pressed their bodies together (they had the exact same size, which could be very useful sometimes…ok, mostly in those moments). Curse the washing and those useless thoughts ! This was far more entertaining ! And she just realized that actually…she really wanted it to. Like right now ! His other hand traveled to her ass, groping it. She broke the kiss, giving him an intense glare.

"Now Hawke."

"You're too impatient."

Despite those words, she was smiling, certain her eyes was betraying her, and kissed his shoulder. He kindly brought her face back to his, their respective breath washing over their faces. He whispered her name, their lips brushing, but instead of kissing her again, he trailed down her neck with his mouth.

The woman would have enjoyed it if she hadn't just heard a noise coming from the bedroom. The male must have heard it, but he obviously didn't care, since he merely hushed her, sucking on her neck to calm her down. It failed miserably though. She had frozen in his arms. No matter what, she wouldn't make out with him when someone could enter at any moment.

"Fenris !" she hissed.

He wasn't seriously considering to continue ? She called his name again, letting more irritation in her voice and this time he reacted. Sighing, he let her go and sat back down in the water in a rather loud way. The water splashed angrily around him.

"Thanks for ruining the mood !" he grumbled.

So he was serious ?! She couldn't believe it ! That- Ah ! She shouldn't let herself be bothered by this ! She left the bathtub and took a towel, quickly wrapping it around her.

"You're over-exaggerating."

"I don't want people to witness us having sex."

"No one will enter the room, Hawke."

"Seeing or hearing, it's the same !"

He rolled his eyes. She was getting stressed for nothing. He didn't have the slightest desire to have a third person watching them either, but what kind of inn-keeper or servant would enter a bathroom knowing the room was occupied ?

"As long as you don't put your clothes back on…"

He felt her eyes locking on him as he finished to clean himself, before leaving the tub to take a towel and dry himself.

"What are you planning, Fenris ?"

Because there was no way he'd say something like that without a purpose in mind. He shrugged and led to the door. Stopping in front of it, he silently listened for what was happening on the other side of the door. He turned around again to face the woman.

"You know, there was someone in there since I came in the bathroom."

She blinked at him in disbelief.

"What ?"

He nodded.

"You were too focused to notice it seems. Well, I guess they made something fall ? Those walls are fairly large."

He made a few steps forwards and gently took the towel away of her body. His gaze followed one droplet running down her shoulder as he helped her to finish drying herself, kissing her skin every now and then, testing her mood, but she stayed stubbornly stiff. He wouldn't be able to do anything as long as she was focusing on the people behind the door.

Once he was done, he tossed the towel aside and went back to the door. He searched for any sound for a few seconds and tentatively opened the door.

"You can come, they left."

She glanced in the door's direction in an almost suspicious manner, but made a few steps forward anyway. Her eyes widened in surprise as she saw what had happened to their room.

The wooden windows' doors shut, the candles which filled the room were the only source of luminosity. They were giving off an intimate atmosphere. Not enough candles to make the room too bright, and not too less so they wouldn't see what was around them. The acceptable bed set had been changed to a dark red seemingly new one. And on the bed, a large plate with various expensive food was patiently waiting for them.

She turned around to stare at the elf in awe.

"Fenris, this is…"

Having lived as a noble, she had witnessed luxury, so this wasn't the most impressive sight she had seen, but she had passed the previous months in the dirt and it was Fenris who had organized it for her, it made the whole difference. He smiled fondly at her.

"Do you like it ?"

She was now a few feet away from him, while he was still in the doorframe she was in the bedroom, looking around for other details. He walked towards her (she stopped to face him) and clasped his hands behind her back, leaning his forehead against hers.

"It's been almost one year since we have started our runaway. I thought it was worth celebrating it."

"No throwing bottles this time ?" she said with an amused smile.

"Not a bottle, but there's something else I'd like to throw."

Her smile widened a little (ah ? she had said he was cheesy, but he could be rather bold in his sentences when he wanted to, sort of) and she turned around in his enclosed arms to look at the plate again.

"Now I almost regret having interrupted you in the bathtub… I doubt we'll be in the mood to do it after eating."

His arms met her stomach, lightly pressing her back against him.

"We may not be able to do it tonight, but we could stay here tomorrow and spent our time making out until our bodies cry for mercy."

She lightly shivered as his warm breath caressed her skin. She reached with one hand over her shoulder and settled it behind his neck, turning her head in his direction.

"I'm not sure whether it's a promise or a threat", she chuckled. "But we both know we don't have that luxury. We-"

"Then let's settle what we have to do tomorrow quickly before coming back here", he cut.

"Alright, alright ! We'll make out plenty of times tomorrow ! Are you happy now, Mister Kinky ?" She shifted her weight from one leg to another, her buttocks accidently brushing a still lively erection. "Still not completely calmed down ?" she teased.

"With you naked ? It could never be."

"Hmpf, let's see what it thinks onceI make it cry for mercy."

What happened next was a huge contrast. Something not a lot of people would have thought of. She set herself free from his arms and climbed on bed, reaching for the food. As if the conversation before had never existed. No kinkiness anymore…

She picked some small cubic cheese to eat. Curious at what they could possibly taste like. Uw… Too strong to her taste. She took a piece of bread instead, hoping it would make it fade. Hm, actually the combination of the two wasn't too bad. Maybe she could-

She suddenly felt extremely exposed. A burning stare. She quickly left her four-legs position and hide her body under the covers. She sent the male an angry glare.

"Stop staring at my ass !"

When it came to sexual positions, being on four legs was extremely humiliating to her. If possible, she hoped to never try it out. So being intently stared in that position while being naked was far from pleasing her.

"And what should I stare at then ?" He slightly grinned, he hadn't moved from when she had left his arms. "In this room you're by far the most interesting thing to look at."

"Enough flattery ! Come and eat now !"

Fenris didn't need to be told so twice. He joined her under the covers and they both ate while thinking out loud what they needed to buy. Then they spoke of trivial things, even long after finishing their meal. It had been months since they had the opportunity to enjoy each other's company like this. It felt good. And it would have been perfect if they both could have forgotten about the ever potential danger being fugitives held.

By now they had stopped talking for a few minutes. She had laid her head on his shoulder and his hand was slowly brushing the skin of her arm. She sighed in happiness. If they had still been in Kirkwall, she'd have simply enjoyed this calmness. But they'd soon have to go on separate ways for almost one month, and she wasn't very fond of the idea herself. If she could, she'd stay by his side, but it was the only safe idea she had come up with. Just to think tomorrow would be their last day together was kind of depressing… Not taking advantage of it would be stupid, wouldn't it ?

With another small sigh, she put her upper body on his and gave him a wicked smile. No signs this time. Back to work !

"Hawke ?"

"How do you feel ?"

"How I fee-"

He lightly jerked at the unexpected contact on his manhood.

"Now, and here you said it'd never be completely calmed ?"

"That's because I don't see you naked anymore", he replied in a fake serious tone.

"Is that so ? It's such a shame…"

She moved back, leaving the warmth of his body. But midway, the elf caught her wrist and pulled her back against him.

"You think you can escape me so easily, woman ?"

"Hm, I see that you get quickly back in the mood."

"Quiet !"

His hand found his way behind her head and pulled her down. They both heatedly kissed each other and only broke when she felt a hand starting to travel up her leg. She pulled back and stopped the hand.

"None of this my dear ! Do you remember ? I am the one washing you."

Fenris narrowed his eyebrows in amusement.

"Washing (he gave an intently glare at the bed) how do you intend to wash me here is beyond my understanding."

"Oh well, I just have some parts left. It'll go just fine, trust me."

The warrior silently watched her for a few seconds before it struck him. He smiled in half amusement. He dragged her on top of him once again and wrapped his arms around her shoulders to prevent her to move.

"It seems I'm not the only one sexually frustrated", he said with an amused voice.

In all honesty, to perform fellatio was far to be the most…pleasant thing the woman had ever done. She had rarely done it before, but she knew some males truly enjoyed those. And the elf was one of them. It didn't really bother her. No, the male's reactions to it was by far making up to it. It was nice to make him feel good. She loved him and she wanted to please him. It was as simple as that.

"You're not…I can't wait to feel your warmth either."

"Eliana…"

His grip loosened as they kissed once more. Maker be proof they loved it. And as always, the elf's hands quickly took its habits to follow each curves of her body. Which could be a bad habit sometimes, when she wanted to be the one in charge for example. ….Or the only example actually… She interrupted him again.

"Can't you keep your hands in place for more than one minute ?"

With both wrists firmly planted in the bed, he couldn't really move. So instead he sighed deeply and closed his eyes for a moment.

"I'll never have enough to touch you."

"Flatterer !" Here he was back in his cheesy mood. "Guess you'll have to learn self-control. …Well improve it at the very least, you always snap."

"Sooner or later it always comes to it. So in the end, it doesn't change anything", he pointed out.

"Oh, because making the pleasure last is no good now ?"

"My patience is limited."

She rolled her eyes and let go of his wrists. It was no use to argue about something like that. At least he tried. Even if it never lasted long. Not long enough for her, of course. She put the for now useless blanket farther away from them.

"Well, let's get started shall we ?"

She teasingly kissed his stomach.

If you're wondering, no, I won't describe their making out session. I'm letting them to their intimacy. XD I know it may be only me, but I find all this…funny ? XD Ok, my humor might be weird…