Chapter 4

Quinn had decided to take her time on the way back to whiterun and had rented a horse. She wandered the Rift, and had found where Brynjolf was. She had helped him out on a few things before deciding it was time to head back. She missed the smells of Jorrvaskr, and mostly Farkas haunted her dreams. She had hoped that when she left him behind she would be able to get m out of her head. But he stayed with her the whole two weeks. Finally she caved and started back, making a detour to see her brother and his new wife.

She thought it was odd he kept the hold house and moved his wife in with him. She could never live in it not after the hell she went threw growing up. Not saying long she said good bye and headed back out to whiterun. After a few days she stopped off by a wide and deep part of the river that ran threw eastmarch to whiterun, so she could wash all of the dirt off of her. She had made sure she was alone before she stripped off her cloths and jumped into the cool water. They must have snuck up on her when she was below the surface cause when she came up she heard the laughing and whistles.

"Hey there pretty lady what are you doing way out here all alone?" The one closest to the water asked with a twisted sort of smirk. "I think you need some company. Dont you think so boys?" The men cheered. She counted five, plus the leader for six in total, and one had her ax in hand. Her jaw ticked as he motioned her to him.

"Come now love we will be gentle." Her gaze grew dark but she stayed where she was. "Dont make me come in there and get you, now." She pushed her self out further. His smirk faded and he stood up. "Fine then bitch have it your way." He started trudging into the water to get her. She had only a small grip on a rock, to keep her self from being pulled away by the currant and with his armor on, he was a sitting duck. The water got up to his waist and he staggered. His face went pail for a moment then he waved two more of his men out to the water. Damn, smarter than he looked. The three men stalked her like a wolf, hunts its prey. The thought of a wolf made her think of Farkus and she cursed. If nothing else she had to get back to tell him to shove it, all of this had been because of him. When the man at the lead was within arms reach Quinn twisted and dove under water grabbing the first stone she could. His hands where around her waist and lifted her back out of the water. She took the stone and bashed the side of his head open. He cried out and lost his footing and his grip on her. She quickly swam away and up the other side of the river. The leader got his footing and popped out of the water.

"Get me that bitch!" He snapped and his men grinned and the lot of them advanced on her.

"Oi looks like this one is damaged boss!" One of them said. It was then she realized she was standing before them in nothing at all but her scars. Namely the one that had been from when her father had come home in a drunken state and decided he didnt like her looking so much like her mother. So he heated up a chain and wrapped it around her while she slept, pressing the end of it to her right cheek. That was the worst thing they could have said to her. Shifting her stance she moved into a seemingly off guard pose and waited for them to lunge. The first one that did she spun around grabbing his arm and snapping it at the elbow. The other men froze for a moment as their buddy lay on the ground screaming in pain. All at once they changed her. She dodged them one after the other moving threw them like water, slipping jabs in and breaking fingers. The one who had her ax didnt get off lucky. She had grabbed it twisted it around snapping fingers, then pressed the handle to his neck and snapped it.

"Come on boys not going to let a girl beat you now are you?" She asked in a cold tone. The three remaining stood in-front of her waiting for something. It wasnt till one looked over her shoulder that she remembered the leader. Spinning around too late he caught her and head butted her, ripping the ax out of her hands and sending her back to the three sets of waiting hands.

"Now bitch, scream for me!" He pulled out a blade and started carving her skin, till a scream was ripped from her throat. Before the echo of her scream ended the sound of a beast roaring near by sounded. The men froze and looked around in a panic.

"What was that?" One asked from behind her pulling out his blade. "Oh gods save me!" He screamed as a large black wolf came charging the group. She was dropped and forgotten as they went after the werewolf that was now attacking them. It didnt take long for them to be ripped apart. That left her alone with the beast that she prayed would be one she knew.

"Quinn... are you all right?" Farkus's voice filled her ears, and she thought it was a dream.

"Does it look like I am all right to you?" She laughed. "No, I think Im going crazy. Or dying. If thats the case glad its you here saving me Farkus." The sound of water splashing told her he had run across the river to her bag. He was back after a moment and held something to her lips.

"Shut up and drink woman, you cant die just yet." She groaned and lifted her head. He tipped the potion back and made her drink it dry. Some how he had gotten her positioned with her head on his lap and his furs over her.

"What are you doing all the way out here?" He asked after a moment.

"Was coming back to Whiterun. Wanted to show you...this." She lifted the amulet off her chest then let it fall back.

"Im a fool for letting you go alone." He muttered smoothing his hand over her face.

"Yes, you are but thats ok. I think you have just made that up to me." He chuckled and once her wound where healed he pulled her up to her feet.

"Come on lets get you back safely." She nodded and redressed before getting on the horse behind him and riding back to whiterun. When the sun started sinking down he stopped and helped her down.

"We are going to set up camp here for the night. We will get back to Whiterun in the morning." She nodded and helped unload the horse, then he went about tying it up while she looked for wood for a fire. When she came back with a fair amount he had all ready set up the bed rolls and was working on getting them food. Dropping the wood into a pile she set it up while keeping an eye on him. Every once in a while he would stop and look around as if he could hear something she couldnt. Once the fire was going she went to help him with food. He was knee high in the river, hunched over with his hands in the water, he made quite the sight. She smirked walking out to join him.

"Fishing the hard way hum?" He looked up at her then back down at the water. Right they where back to not talking. Fine then she could play that game. Shoving her hands into the water she waited for a fish and, missed it. She waited again then, closed her hand, missed again. Sighing she was about to stand up when she felt his hand slid down her arm and his fingers over hers.

"Dont rush it." She turned her head to look at him, but his face was impassive. "Look at the fish not me." He said softly. Turning her head back she sighed and looked down. He let a few fish go threw, before snapping their hands closed, and pulling it out of the water. Her eyes where big as they lifted a large salmon out. Never before had she been able to catch a fish this way, it was oddly exhilarating. He took the fish and tossed it into the bucket by the fire. That made four.

"Why did you go off to Riften?" He said suddenly. She looked over at him and tilted her head.

"Because I had a few things that needed to be done there. Why, did you miss me?" The last part had been teasing, but he turned around to face her and his look said he had.

"Yes, I did. I ..." He looked utterly uncomfortable as he shifted from foot to foot.

"Farka, dont... I know you are not a man of words dont force them. I was out of line in your room. And in the caver." He sighed dropped his head foreword.

"Then, let me show you." He muttered grabbing her arm and pulling her to him. She wanted to fight and pull back, but her body was weak as caved into him when he pulled her close. His lips met hers in a kiss unlike the ones before. This one, was slow and sweet. His arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her in closer. She wound her arms around his neck and pushed her fingers into his hair. This kiss was a slow smolder, where as the others had been a full on raging inferno that had threatened to engulf them both. He ran his tongue along her lower lip before nipping it softly as he pulled back.

"Wow maybe I should go away again." She said breathless. He chuckled stepping back.

"This time I would not stand by and let you go." She smiled walking back up to the camp.

"Should have done that the first time." He didnt say a word as he walked up behind her and grabbed the fish. He cleaned them and got them ready to cook as she sat back and watched. "Whats it like being a werewolf?" She asked suddenly. He looked up at her and shrugged.

"Its...freeing. Suddenly I can run faster, smell things I couldnt before. I can see better, and fight like nothing could ever stop me. I love it." He dropped his gaze back to the fire. "I loved it, I mean." He set the fish over the fire and that was all he said on the matter.

"What changed?" She pressed as he sat down a few feet away from her. For a moment he said nothing just watched the fish. When she was about to give up on him answering her he sighed.

"I met a girl that I didnt want to risk losing. Then I thought I lost her, and it made me really think about if I wanted this beast any more." She tilted her head at him as he spoke.

"By 'girl' you mean me dont you?" He simply nodded. "I dont care about your beast, Farkas. When I saw you at the inn I knew there was some thing different about you. When I saw you turn it, scared me a little. But then I realized I was more worried about you, and that it made everything fit into place. Dont change something you are so proud of just because of me." He grunted and started to turn the fish. She sighed and sat back on her hands. "You are such a brute." She muttered under her breath. He chuckled at that and turned to look at her.

"I heard that, sister." Shrugging she started playing with the stones around her. They fell in to a tense silence as the fish cooked. He handed her one and took the other leaving the other two for later. But in truth she wasnt all that hungry, not for fish at least. Farkas ate his fish with out a word and Quinn just picked at hers.

"Dont like it?" He asked after he finished two and was now sipping on some mead.

"Just not that hungry right now." She said putting the fish aside. "I think Im going to... go walk around for a bit." He didnt say anything as she got up and walked off. She hadnt been gone for too long before she heard someone behind her. Pulling out her ax and spinning around she went to swing her ax. Farkas caught it and raised a brow.

"Hold there sister its just me." She sighed and dropped her ax.

"You just about lost your head Farkas, what the hell?" He laughed as she put the ax away.

"I heard something and just wanted to make sure you where all right. I guess you can take care of your self." He turned to start heading back to camp and she sighed.

"Farkas, stop." Catching up with him she walked back to the camp with him. "We both sort of suck at the talking dont we." He chuckled and nodded.

"That we do." Sitting down she sighed not wanting to go to sleep yet and not wanting the conversation to die she picked some thing they both shared.

"Where did you get the scar on you hand?" He lifted it up and studied it for a moment like he didnt even know it was there.

"That one I think is from when I was a kid. Vilkas and I where playing with swords and he got my hand." She laughed and he looked up at her smirking. Just like that they went back and forth telling each other about the scars. About midnight he finally asked about the one on her face.

"What happened there? I saw that it was over the whole right side of your body...but I didnt know how to ask." She sighed knowing that it had been coming.

"My father did it. When I was born my mother died. Her death killed him. Everyday he had to get up and deal with the one thing that took his love away from him. Everyday I looked more and more like her. One night he came home so drunk that he decided I shouldnt look like her any more. So he tossed a length of chain in the fire till it was red hot. Then he wrapped it around me." Her fingers lifted to her cheek as she remembered coming awake to that pain. Nothing could ever come close to it. "When I got better I was sent to live with my aunt and uncle. Out side of Skyrim. I could have come back when news of my fathers death came, but I wanted to stay where I was and keep learning my skills." He nodded slightly as she sighed. "See now the light mood is gone." Without a sound he was in-front of her. "Farkas..." His lips where on hers again and this time it was a hot kiss that had her on fire instantly. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into his lap as he nibbled on her lower lip. He unhooked her ax and tossed it away, as she did the same with his long sword. His hands moved up her back pushing her closer to him like he couldnt get her close enough. He slid his tongue over her lower lip and this time she slipped hers out and ran it over his. He groaned into her mouth and his hands snapped up his fingers pushing into her hair holding her there as he pushed his tongue into her mouth. Without missing a beat she met his invasion and soon they where in a back and forth dance fighting to get closer. His hands moved over her body and it wasn't until her armor fell away that she knew what he was doing. Pulling back she went to cover her self and he stopped her.

"I all ready saw what your trying to hide, love. I still want you." He pulled her arms away softly. She allowed him to but kept her eyes on him and seeing what his reaction would be. He dipped his head to her right collarbone and started kissing and nipping a path down her breast to her nipple. When his hot tongue shot out over it she sucked in a sharp breath as her body jerked. Then his lips closed over it and he started licking and sucking on it in a combination that had her panting. Turning them around he laid her back on the bed roll and moved to her left nipple as he stripped her completely naked.

Every where he touched left a burning path and had her arching up to meet him. The sounds he made only succeeded in making her burn even more. Whimpering she reached for him and pulled his lips back up to her's. He met her kiss hard as he stripped his armor off, and she tried to help but it was hard to get her hands to work the right way. Pulling away from the kiss he tossed the armor away then lowered him self back down over her. Now they where skin to skin under the swirling night sky.

"You sure you want this still Quinn?" He said his voice even deeper than it normally was. She nodded biting her lower lip. He shifted so he was up on his arms and his lower body was over hers. Kissing her again this time softly, though she could taste the need to go harder, but for her he was easy. Shifting slightly he pushed his hips to hers and then she felt the head of him pressed to her hot opening. He dropped his head to her shoulder and kissed and bit her there softly before muttering something that she didnt catch, then he plunged himself all the way in. She cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure and he kept still deep inside of her. After a moment she pushed her hips to his wanting him to move and he obliged her. Staying close to her, he started to pull back then push back in. Quinn could tell he was holding back for her, but she wanted him more, moaning she arched up to him and he groaned as her nails bit into his back.

"Farkas, please dont hold back." She muttered kissing him. He growled and shifted up a little then picked up his pace. She was clinging to him as he grabbed her hips and pushed her up to his. She quickly matched his pace meeting his hungry thrusts. He growled in her ear as his whiskers sent sparks over her skin making her nipples ever harder. A pressure was building deep inside of her as his strokes became more wild making her cry out and her nails dag down his back. His head dropped to the crook of her neck as he lifted her hips up.

"Let go for me Quinn." He growled into her ear as his teeth teased her skin. Her body felt like she was about to burn up from the inside out and his pace kept getting wilder. Then she dove over the edge and her whole body jerked with the explosion of pleasure ripping threw it. His name was ripped from her lips as her body arched up. He howled in pleasure his self at the feel of her body constricting around her and milking him. It only to moments for him to follow her over the edge and spill inside of her before he knew what he was doing. When the pleasure receded his body sagged, and it took all his effort to roll over to the side so he wouldnt crush her. Quinn felt like her whole body was humming with an untapped power and all she could do was lay next to Farkas catching her breath. When she could she rolled over to face him and he wrapped an arm around her and pulled her to his chest.

"Well that was well worth the torture you put me threw." He chuckled and stroked her back lightly.

"What about what you put me threw woman?"

"You did it to your self." She said nudging him. He nodded and sighed.

"Your right there, but I am glad we didnt do that in Jorrvaskr. You would have woken everyone." She covered her face blushing brightly.

"I was not that loud." She said meekly. He smirked and pulled her hands away from her face to kiss her.

"Dont hide your face from me Quinn, I like looking at you." That made her laugh. Resting her head on his chest she sighed deeply as her fingers played with his chest hair.

"How did you know about, me being a ...well you know." He didnt say anything for a moment then sighed.

"The beast, I should have known a while ago that you had never been touched by another man." She nodded then chewed her lower lip.

"And thats how your going to end my first time?" She asked rolling her hips up to him. He growled low.

"I was giving you time, I dont want to break you." She rolled her eyes and sat up swinging her leg over his waist and making sure he didnt enter her again, lowered her self to him.

"Please you cant break me that easy, brother." He laughed as his eyes grew darker.

"Well then I guess I shouldnt hold back this time." He lifted her up and impaled her on him in one fluid motion. She moaned deeply resting her hands on his chest. His eyes told her he was just getting started with her tonight, also that she wasnt going to be getting much sleep.

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