Never
Rowen had moved her bedding out of her small tent onto the ground next to her fire. The small fire crackled and popped in the darkness. She looked up at the stars and smiled, thoughts of Alex floating in her mind. Soon she drifted off to sleep. The sound of a horse awoke her. At first she thought it was a dream, but the sound grew louder and closer. Sitting up, she looked up the narrow path. A white horse was approaching her. He actually came, she thought. She stood up, brushing the dried grass off her plate legs.
"My lady," Alex said dismounting.
"My gentleman," she said mockingly. They embraced, rocking slightly, enjoying this awaited meeting.
"Lay with me," Rowen whispered. Alex obliged, descending onto the ragged blankets on the ground. She followed, curling up next to him, placing her head on his shoulder. They remained that way for a while, no sounds other than their relaxed breathing and the occasional far off night bird. Alex moved slightly, kissing her forehead. Rowen shivered, he pulled her closer, almost on top of him. Rowen stiffened, slightly afraid.
"What is it?" Alex asked feeling the tension of her body.
"I've never," Rowen stopped mid-sentence.
"Never what?" Alex was sure that he knew what she was trying to say.
"You know," Rowen whispered. Alex sat up, looking down at her.
"How is it possible, that you, so beautiful and soft and warm have been with a man?"
Rowen didn't respond.
"Never?" Alex asked. He was surprised.
"Never," Rowen replied. He leaned to kiss her, nibbling gently on her bottom lip. She giggled and kissed back. He propped his arm up on the ground, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable. She placed her hand on his back trying to push him closer to her. Alex lowered his body slowly on top of her. Their heavy plate armor clashed loudly, causing them to both burst into laughter.
"Might want to take our armor off," Alex suggested. Rowen nodded. They both removed their plate chest pieces. Alex began to unfasten his plate legs as well, but Rowen stopped him. Grabbing his hand and shaking her head. He didn't argue. She placed her hand on his bare chest, feeling his muscles and skin. He wanted to touch her, but hesitated. She was very nervous and he knew it. Suddenly she grabbed his hand and pulled it toward her chest. He caressed her shoulders and neck at first, moving his hand slowly down. She was still wearing a light linen shirt. Alex pulled it over her head, exposing her white, soft skin. He edged back slowly, looking at her, admiring her beauty. Rowen blushed. He couldn't help but grin at her.
"Always love making the ladies blush," Alex said.
"Been around haven't you?"
"Had my share of the ladies, but none as amazing as you."
"You lie," she laughed.
"Never." She kissed him. Alex touched her, his hands fondling her breasts. Rowen's head leaned back and he kissed her neck, nibbling gently. She dug her long fingernails into his back, which at first hurt but then felt good. His hands ventured towards her waist. He fumbled to unfasten her plate legs, which to his surprise, she let him remove. She stiffened momentarily as his hand touched her bare hips, but relaxed as he pulled her close for a hug.
"Are you alright? Alex asked.
"Never been better," Rowen answered nuzzling his neck.
"Might I be able to persuade you to let me take my plate legs off as well? Alex asked caressing her cheek.
"Getting a bit cramped?" Rowen couldn't help but laugh.
"Starting to hurt a bit honestly," he said unfastening his plate legs. Rowen smiled and watched him remove them. They sat looking at one another, only their bottom undergarments still on. He kissed her again, harder more forceful than ever. They quickly removed their small remaining amount of clothing. His hands caressed her, feeling what flesh remained upon her; allowing his fingers to trace every protruding bone on her torso. She cried out as he kissed her skeletal neck. Her hands wrapped around his waist, she pushed his lower torso towards her own. Alex took the invitation and thrust into her gently, not wanting to hurt her. She cried out. He stared into her eyes, considered stopping but she looked at him and smiled.
"Don't stop," she said. He nodded. Rowen's body was tingling and she liked it. She moaned loudly and Alex pushed into her harder and faster. She trembled and he knew what was coming. She cried out again, this time in pleasure. One final thrust and he collapsed on top of her. Frozen in time it seemed, neither of them moved for a short time. He rolled over onto his side and looked at her. She was lying perfectly still, eyes closed.
"You okay?" Alex asked slightly concerned. Her smile said it all. She finally opened her eyes and turned on her side as well.
"What do you think?" she asked.
"Probably feeling pretty good after that? Am I right?"
"Conceited aren't you?" she teased.
"Never."
"How do you know then?"
"Your body told me love," Alex smiled.
"Hold me?" she asked. He wrapped his arms around her, wishing that he would never have to let her go. They both knew that morning would come and once again they might have to part.
The morning sunshine shined bright in her eyes. She felt warm and didn't want to move. Alex slept soundly beside her, back to her, snoring quietly. Closing her eyes, she attempted to fall back asleep. Alex awoke and turned over to face her. She appeared to be asleep. He reached over to touch her still exposed breasts. Suddenly her hand reached up from her side and grabbed his hand.
"Thought I was asleep didn't you?" Rowen asked smiling mischievously.
"Kind of hoping you were. You know, so I could have my way with you."
"How naughty of you," Rowen turned onto her side and placed her hand on his face.
"Do you mean you would have complained? That's hurts you know," Alex pretended to pout.
"You like it."
"Okay maybe I do enjoy pain. Speaking of pain, those fingernails of yours are amazing."
"Aren't they?" Rowen mused, lifting her hand, admiring her long nails.
"Have any plans for the day? Alex asked.
"Not particularly. First we might consider getting dressed though."
"Aww, I am enjoying looking at you. Not that I will ever forget that spectacular figure of yours," Alex grinned like a school boy.
"Naughty, naughty," she scoffed. She turned to find her clothing.
Alex smiled and reached over to massage her nipples between his fingers. Rowen gasped and reached for his hand urging her. He slowly rolled over and pulled her close, stroking her hair with his fingers. Silently they enjoyed the sound of their heartbeats and the birds in the trees.
"Am I allowed to get dressed now?" Rowen asked eventually.
"I suppose. You wouldn't happen to have any water would you? I'm thirsty."
"Yes, in the tent," she pointed. Dressing quickly, she was glad to have her plate back on. She always felt naked without it. Alex dressed as well, admiring her in armor.
"You look amazing in that you know."
"You as well," Rowen said putting her sword in its holder.
"Your sassy little blood elf friend isn't going to show up is she?"
"Nope, she doesn't even know where I am."
"You really think she wants to kill me?" Alex asked.
"As long as you don't hurt me you should be safe. Talendra likes to mother me. I am quite bad about doing it to her myself."
"Know all about that. Sometimes I feel like my mother thinks I'm 12 years old. Always worried if I don't come to see her often enough or if I don't write she is sure I've perished."
"Just how old are?" Rowen had been curious.
"Twenty and how old are my lady?"
"Exact number wise I don't know, close to your age give or take a couple of years. I could do research and find out for sure, but never saw the need."
"Do you remember anything about your human life?"
"Bits and pieces, not much though."
"Sad, I can't imagine having no childhood memories. You won't forget me will you?"
"Never," she smiled.
"We going somewhere?"
"Sure, let me pack up here." They packed up the camp and placed it in Rowen's saddlebags and rode northwest towards Hillsbrad. They stopped at the wall between Arathi and Hillsbrad.
"Didn't your parents live in Southshore?" she asked.
"Yes, but not since the Cataclysm. Moved to Stormwind a few months before it hit." Rowen nodded and they rode on. They had decided to ride to Tirisfal to the lake where they had first met. They made camp on the north side of the lake trying to avoid unwanted attention in the completely Horde controlled area.
She left him alone for a while to see some friends in nearby Brill but returned shortly with a bottle of wine. They drank it and tried to decided just what to do about their possible future. No magics existed to make their love acceptable and the war between Horde and Alliance would never be over. Their relationship would have to remain a secret, that was the only option they had.
They hearthed to Dalaran the next morning. Returning to her room, they slept for hours, travel and little sleep the night before had taken its toll. She awoke before him and went downstairs to speak with the innkeeper. Alex woke up alone, wondering where she was. He waited patiently, sure she would be back soon. She returned, trying to be quiet, but she found him awake, lying on the bed.
"Where have you been?" he asked beckoning her to come to the bed.
"Downstairs, making a deal with the innkeeper."
"Deal? Concerning what?"
"A means of communication for us. Leave letters for me with him and I'll do the same for you. A gold per letter, thought you could handle that."
"Anything for you love," Alex said holding her.
"I am enjoying being with you very much, but we must part soon. Hiding here with you is like paradise, but we can't just stay hidden for the next 50 years."
"I agree, gold has to be made, families must be seen and friends must be played with."
"I will check with the innkeeper often for letters. Say what you feel, say where we will meet, just say anything, so I know that you still love me," Rowen said.
"I will always love you, Rowenthia, you are my pretty little undead."
"I love you my handsome paladin."
"I suppose Stormwind calls, my mother is worried I'm sure."
"Don't mention me or anything," Rowen joked.
"If I could, I would," he said kissing her forehead. They rose from the bed, knowing the time had come. Embracing, not wanting to let go. Rowen backed up, she had to let him go.
"Never stop loving me?" she asked.
"Never," Alex said leaving quickly afraid he wouldn't be able to leave if he stayed another moment.
