Short, sweet fluffy fluff. Takes place immediately after last chapter. Because it can't all be angst and smut.

Chapter Ten: Contentment

Hawke & Fenris

"Wow. That was. That was unbelievable." She turns to him, kissing him deeply. "Thank you SO much for indulging me." She's still a bit breathless and flushed from Fenris' lovemaking.

She is wearing a most contented look, and he decides that he would like to see that look every night. He plans on wearing them both out a lot in the nights to come. "Happy to oblige. However, as much as I enjoy you wearing my scent, I am sticky from your incessant love making. Where is your bath tub?" he asks.

She laughs. "MY incessant lovemaking? Was I here alone?"

He shrugs. "You clearly seduced me, bewitching me with your wily womanly ways." His beautiful green eyes are twinkling as he smirks at her.

She loves this lighter side to him, but is curious as to something he said. "Wait. How do you know I own a bath tub?"

"I. saw you. The night you threw me out of here. I had watched as Orana bathed you. It was. More than enjoyable. "

"Watched me? From where?"

He nods to her window. Her eyes follow and she realizes her balcony is the perfect spot for prying eyes. "You're such a pervert, Fenris" she laughs, though in reality she feels excited chills run down her spine.

"Look who's talking. You have quite a kinky mind hiding behind such a sweet face."

"What? Disappointed?"

"Did I seem disappointed?" He leers at her, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Ah, no. No, you seem to have rather enjoyed yourself."

"That I did. Immensely. But you have reminded me of something I wanted to speak with you about. You really should remove that trellis. Anyone could climb it, you know. Not just handsome elves."

She laughs "My, what a big ego we seem to have all of a sudden."

He quirks his eyebrow at her. "Compared to other parts of me, my ego isn't that big."

"Mmmm. So very true. Well, if I remove it, how will you watch me next time?"

"Why watch when I can participate? If that would please you."

"Oooo….yes, please. "

"Can we have that bath now?"

"Normally I would say yes, but heating the water would take a really long time, and you've worn me out. I need sleep."

He looks so crestfallen she cannot help but laugh as she strokes his face, cupping her hand around his cheek. He closes his eyes, leaning into her palm.

"Tomorrow, my love. I promise. In the meantime, there are clean cloths, water and soap on the wash table over there." Fenris rises, his naked body making her wish she's not as tired as she is. Turning, he takes her hand in his, pulling her with him to the darkened corner where the porcelain pitcher and bowl sit on a wooden table. He pours some cool water into the bowl and dips a chunk of dry soap in the water. Rubbing the soap between his hands, he lathers her body with it. Her hands rest on his strong shoulders, and she notices that he takes special care around her bottom. Dipping a white cloth in the water, he slowly and gently wipes her body clean. Her eyes close, and she gently sways with the pleasure she feels as his rough hands work over her body, methodically rubbing every inch of her skin. When he has finished this intimate and loving act, she returns the favor, her eyes roaming over his toned and muscular body like a dog coveting a large, meaty bone. She is extra gentle when washing over his markings. Running her hands over his smooth, cool skin, she enjoys watching how his silvery skin glistens in the moonlight.

Never in his life has someone cared for him this way, and he finds himself falling even more deeply in love with her. When they are both clean, she pulls a large, fluffy towel from the table, drying him first, then herself. He picks her up, cradling her naked body against his. He carries her back to the bed, laying her gently upon the mattress. His moss green eyes gaze tenderly into hers, and in that moment, he sees a lifetime with her. Kissing her gently, he strokes her face tenderly, smiling. She turns to her side, and he wraps his strong arms around her waist. She nestles her body against his, and with his hand lightly stroking her stomach, she drifts to sleep. With thoughts of her naked body dripping with water from the bath they are to share the next day, his mind relaxes and surrenders to the Fade, content in the knowledge that she is finally his completely.