Chapter 44: Cranachan
Adair took a bite of cranachan in the shop and she moaned. "Oh, this is so good."
Patrick chuckled in his chair. "Better than chocolate, lass?"
Adair shrugged as she took another bite. "I don't know yet."
"Hmm." Patrick opened the menu and skimmed it. He smiled, got the waitress' attention and she came over. "Could I have an order of aberdeen crulla with the chocolate whiskey sauce, please?"
"Certainly," said the waitress and she walked away.
Adair eyed Patrick with confusion. "What's that?"
"It's a chocolate dessert."
"Mmmm, sounds good."
"It says here that it's got whiskey in the chocolate sauce."
Adair looked down at her cranachan and blinked. "This has whiskey in it too."
"Yes it does."
Adair smiled at him. "Are ya trying to get me drunk, Sir Patrick Nolan?"
He laughed at her. "Can gods even get drunk?"
"Of course we can."
Patrick leaned forward in his chair and smirked at her. "Perhaps I should take ya out drinking later."
With a tilt of her head, Adair smirked right back at him. "And if you get drunk, what's to stop me from taking advantage of you?"
"Nothing."
Adair arched a brow. "Don't think I won't, because ai just might."
"No you won't."
"What makes you say that?"
"Because yer trying tah be a lady, Adair."
The waitress brought over Patrick's dessert and he thanked her. Adair finished off her cranachan and smiled at him. "You're too trusting."
"Perhaps." Patrick took a piece of the twisted bread that had powdered sugar on it and dipped it into the sauce. Adair spotted it and licked her lips. It looked very tasty. Patrick noticed and smirked. "Ya want a bite?"
"If you don't mind." Patrick reached over and handed her the bread. Adair grabbed it and took a bite. With wide eyes, she chewed into it. It was fantastic and she leaned back. "Holy shit."
Patrick cackled loudly. "I donna think I've ever heard ya curse before."
Adair shrugged and handed him the bread back. "Lilly's a bad influence."
Patrick laughed again. "When it comes to her mouth? Yeah, she certainly is."
Adair giggled and licked her spoon. Patrick's eyes glazed over as he watched her. A confused expression came over her face. "What?"
Patrick cleared his throat. "Nothing. I uh...heh, just the way ya licked yer spoon just now."
Adair smirked and rolled her tongue over the spoon ans Patrick's eyes widened. "You mean like that?"
"Yes."
"Hmm." Adair dipped a finger into the cup of her dessert, wiped part of the remains up and sucked it off her finger.
Patrick's cheeks turned red. "Yer an evil temptress, ya know that?"
"Yes. And remember..." Adair leaned forward with the devil in her smile. "I've been using my mouth for thousands of years."
Patrick took in a deep, shaky breath. "Holy shit."
Adair giggled and put her chin on her palm, pressing her elbow on the table. "You don't curse very often."
Patrick crossed his arms on the table. "I'm not very often at a loss for other words in my vocabulary."
"Heh heh heh."
Patrick went back to eating his aberdeen crulla with a smile. "Hey Adair, you really wanna mess with him right now?" Lilly asked.
Adair smiled evily. "Yes," she thought.
"Take off a boot and put your foot on his thigh."
Adair clicked her tongue as she watched him eat, then she slipped off a boot and raised her leg. She aimed it but didn't touch him yet. "So Patrick, would you like to know what else I'm capable of?"
Patrick nodded. "Sure." Adair rested her toes on his inner thigh and he almost choked on his food. "Adair, you...you..."
As Adair massaged his thigh with her toes, Patrick's cheeks blushed. "Yes, Patrick?"
Patrick stared down at his crotch and swallowed hard. "You...ya shouldna be doing this out in public," he whispered.
Adair went higher with her foot. "Why not?"
Patrick huffed loudly. "Because...I..."
"Yes?"
"D-did Lilly put ya up tah this?"
"Does it matter?"
Patrick's legs spread open a little and Adair smirked. "No."
"Do you like it?"
Patrick looked around anxiously. "Yes."
Adair pressed her toes gently on his crotch and she felt him tremble. As she applied pressure and massaged, Adair could feel his member start to harden. Patrick gulped and tried to eat his food but Adair knew she was making that task hard for him to do. So, she continued.
"Should I stop?" she asked him. When he didn't answer, she repeated her question.
"I'm thinking," he replied with a smile.
They stared at each other with grins on their faces for a while until the waitress came back to the table. "Is there an issue with yer dessert?" she inquired to Patrick.
Adair removed her foot and Patrick cleared his throat. "No, it's good. Thank you."
The waitress walked away and Patrick looked down at his food. "Let's share," he said, pushing the plate to the middle of the table.
Adair and him finished off the rest of the aberdeen crulla and Patrick paid for the food. The two walked out and greeted the wolves with scratches to their heads. Adair pointed at a vehicle without horses with childlike eyes. "What's that thing?"
"Oh, that's a horseless carriage," Patrick said. "It's supposed tah be the future of driving."
Adair walked up to it to study it. It was bright red. Adair smiled at Patrick. "Do you have one?"
Patrick shook his head. "No, although I have been thinking about getting one or two of them."
Adair continued her examination of it. "If you do, can I ride in it?"
"Of course."
A bright smile formed on Adair's face. She went back over to Patrick and the wolves. "So, should we go hunting now or should we do more sightseeing?"
"Whatever ya wish, lass."
Adair's smile turned into a seductive smirk. "Well, if we were to do whatever I wished, we would require going back to your hotel room."
Patrick wrapped his arms around her. "Ya really are just the naughtiest girl."
Adair gave him a soft peck on the lips. "I am."
"How about I show ya the museum next?"
"What's a museum?"
"It's a building full of old stuff."
"Oh! Yes! Let's go see!" Patrick held out his arm and the goddess took it.
It was almost four when Arthur and Lilly got to the meeting point. Mr. Pierce wasn't there yet so they found a bench to sit and wait. "So how was their date?" Arthur asked Lilly.
"Oh it was fantastic! Patrick took her to an art gallery, a castle, a museum...oh, so many different places. And he introduced her to two new desserts, but I think chocolate is still Adair's favorite," Lilly explained.
Arthur wheezed out a laugh. "Sounds like they had a good date."
"They did."
"Did you enjoy it?"
"Oh yes."
"Hmm."
Lilly giggled and leaned her head on Arthur's shoulder. "Adair's got a painting in the art gallery. I should show it to you."
"Is it like our painting?"
"No," Lilly said with a giggle. "No, she's got clothes on in this one."
"Shame." Lilly smacked him in the arm playfully and Arthur feigned injury. "Ow."
"You're a bithiúnach."
"Ah, you love it, though."
"I do," she said with a smile.
Arthur chuckled deeply and put an arm around her shoulders, kissing her deeply. "Do bithiúnach?" [Your reprobate?]
"Sea." [Yes.]
Someone cleared their throat and the couple looked around to see Mr. Pierce standing beside them. "Lovely chat, huh?" he asked.
Arthur narrowed his eyes at him while Lilly stood up. "Mr. Pierce. What do you have for us?"
Mr. Pierce sighed. "I'm afraid we have more than werewolves to worry about now."
"We do?" Lilly inquired. "How so?"
"Other monsters have come to prey on humans and their farms. There's talk of a half man, half horse type of monster up in Perth. Then there's a giant black cat up in the highlands near Elgin. Then we've got a shapeshifter of some kind up by Odal Pass on the Isle of Skye."
"No werewolves?"
Mr. Pierce shook his head. "Many men from the Highlands train regularly with swords, so we've got plenty of them to deal with werewolves. Feel free to dispose of any you find on your way, but these other creatures are far more lethal, I've heard, and you two are the strongest slayers we've got."
Mr. Pierce handed then a map and three portfolios of the creatures. They were labeled "Nuckelavee", "Cait Síth", and "Baisd Bheulach". Lilly's eyes lit up as she looked through the folders. "Oh boy, we really have our work cut out for us, Arthur. We're goin' aftere legends now."
Lilly handed Arthur some of the portfolios for him to go through while Lilly opened up the map. "I know these rides won't be too long, but just be careful. The Highlands can be particularly perilous to travel through."
"I'm so excited!" Adair yelled in Lilly's mind, which made Lilly flinch.
"Adair, calm down," Lilly thought.
"Sorry."
Arthur looked up from the portfolios. "So, how does one who tortures a noble get away with being a liaison to the king?" Arthur asked.
Lilly crossed her arms with a smirk while Mr. Pierce cleared his throat. "Well, I uh..."
"Arthur, let's not do this now," Lilly said. "We have work to do."
Arthur hummed, put the portfolios on the bench and stood up in front of Mr. Pierce, glaring at him in the face. "Now you listen, and you listen good. One of these days, we will catch you, ya little prick, and you will pay for what you did to my wife. Until then, count your god damn blessings. You don't have that many left."
Mr. Pierce's mouth went agape as Arthur grabbed the folders, grabbed Lilly by the arm, and pulled her with him. Lilly walked with him and smiled at him. "That was one of the hottest things I've ever seen you do, Arthur."
"What's that?" he said bitterly. "You think it's hot that I threatened the man who had you tortured and murdered?"
"Abso-fucking-lutely."
Arthur stopped to look at her with a smirk. "You little devil."
Lilly giggled, threw her arms around him and kissed him passionately. "Let's go fuck before we leave on this trip. Anois tá mé fliuch." [Now I'm wet.]
Arthur chuckled deeply. "I love it when you talk Irish."
Patrick was walking down the hall and was about to knock on Arthur and Lilly's door when he heard moaning from behind the door. He rolled his eyes and sighed. The amount of sex those two had was astounding. How did they both have such stamina? Then again they were both super human. Maybe that had something to do with it. Or maybe they just loved each other that much. Patrick wondered if he'd ever know love like that. Then again, maybe with Adair, he'd...no, that was way too soon to tell. Besides, she was clearly only interested in being sexual. Would she even want a relationship? A relationship with a goddess...now that would be something. In his musings, he failed to realize that the moaning had stopped. When he noticed, he ahemed and knocked on the door. He heard laughter and movement for a minute before the door opened to reveal Arthur.
Arthur gave a smile and a head nod to Patrick. "Hey there, Patrick. What's goin' on?"
"I was wondering how to meeting went."
Lilly approached the door looking rather flushed. "Arthur threatened Mr. Pierce. It was so..." She took in a deep breath and let out a sigh. "Hot."
Patrick laughed. "So, ya two have a mission?"
"Yes, but we're not goin' after werewolves. We're goin' after legendary Scottish monsters."
"Really? Which ones?"
"The Cait Síth, The Nuckelavee, and The Baisd Bheulach."
Patrick's eyes went wide. "They're sending ya both after them?!"
"Yes. Why?" Arthur asked.
"They're particularly nasty buggers."
Lilly grinned. "Well, so are we."
Patrick sighed. "Well, I wish ya good luck with that."
Lilly cleared her throat. "Adair wants to talk to you. Alone."
Patrick smirked. "Okay."
Lilly shifted into Adair and she walked from the room, shutting the door and wrapping her arms around Patrick's neck. Patrick held Adair in his arms and shut his eyes. "I wish I didn't have to go, Patrick," she said.
"Why?" Patrick asked.
"I'll...miss spending time with you."
Patrick breathed her in. His knees almost buckled at how sweet she smelled. "How long will ya be gone?"
"A week."
Patrick chuckled into her hair. "I think yer going tah manage just fine."
Adair buried her face into his shoulder. "But I don't want to manage."
Patrick was taken back by this statement, so he looked at her with confusion in his eyes. "Ya don't?"
"No."
Patrick cocked his head to the side. "Why?"
"I just don't. I want you inside me and being gone a whole week means I have to wait longer for you to know me."
Patrick laughed whole heartedly. "Is that the only reason?"
Adair looked up at him with a frown. "I..."
Patrick rubbed his finger under her chin. "Adair, tell me that's not the only reason why." She stared up into his eyes, looking quite unsure of herself. Patrick leaned down and kissed her softly. "Tell me," he whispered against her lips.
Adair's breath shuddered. Before he knew it, Adair had shifted back into Lilly and he took a step back. Lilly frowned at him. "Sorry, Patrick. She's...well...it's not my place to say why she hesitated like that."
Patrick's gaze went to the floor. "I understand."
"But I do know she likes you."
"Does she?"
"Just like you, she needs time to get to know you first."
Patrick chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. "I guess so. Just wish I'd gotten a better goodbye."
"Me too."
Patrick hugged Lilly. "As I said, good luck tah ya both." And with that, Patrick turned and walked down the hall.
