Once inside her chambers, Much lies by her bed as Nonni helps her change into her nightgown and plaits her hair. "Nonni?" Ana says, as the woman helps her with her robe.

"Yes, m'lady?"

She turns to her. "Can you please summon, Ser Gilmore." She says, thoughtfully. "We have some business to discuss regarding my father's departure tomorrow. You can head to bed once you've done so."

"Right away, m'lady." Nonni gives a curtsey before leaving the room. While her handmaiden leaves to summon her lover, Ana busies herself by lighting candles and getting ready. Shortly after, there's a knock on the door. "Lady Ana?" She hears Roderick's vice from behind the thick wooden door. "You summoned me?"

Fixing herself on the bed, she poses herself. "Come in, Ser Gilmore!" She calls back. The door slowly opens and Roderick peeks his head in and looks around. As he spots her, he grins, shutting the door behind him. Leaning against it, his eyes travel over her naked body, posed seductively on her bed. Smirking, she beckons him over.

"Shall we continue where we left off, Ser Gilmore?"

"Maker..." He breaths. As he walks toward her, he strips away his armor and then his shirts until he stands before her, dressed only in his trousers and boots.

"Starting tomorrow, I will be responsible for the well-being of the castle and all those who are in it." She says, his hands gliding over the smooth curvature of her body. "Seems that we should have our last night of pleasure before things get hectic." His hand cups her breast, kneading it gently in his hands while his thumb finds and teases her hardened nipple. She frowns. "And before you're taken away from me."

His hands stop as his gaze meets her. "Taken from you?" He asks, his brows creasing. "What do you mean?"

"The grey warden, Duncan, is here recruiting." She says, her fingers grazing the top of his trousers. "You're one of the people that he has his eye on and wants to test." Sitting up, she slides over to perch herself on the edge of the bed, and pulls the strings of his trousers before wiggling them of his hips and exposing his half hard cock. His breathing quickens as she takes him in her hand, gently tugging it while circling her thumb on the wet tip. "If this really is our last night together," She says, leaning forward and pressing a kiss at the root and slowly making her way to the tip where she gives a little suck and looks up as he emits a light gasp. "I want to give you something to remember me by."

His heart pounds in his chest as he reaches down and tilts her head up to meet her gaze. Outlining her lips with his thumb, he gently touches her lower lip. "Ana..." He says in a low voice, his voice thick with desire. "It's only a tryout. There's a likelihood of failing.

"I doubt it." She frowns. "You're a talented warrior, Rory. Duncan would be foolish not to recruit you."

He raises a brow. "I thought you didn't want me to go?"

"I don't but, even with my status, I doubt I can make Duncan change his mind."

Pulling away from her touch, he leans down and takes her face in his hand. "Maker willing, I will stay here with you for as long as I am able." He says. His lips meet hers, their breath intermingling as their kiss grows in urgency. Without breaking away, he lays her back, his cock brushing against her bare thighs. Her fingers entangle in his hair and wraps her arms around the base of his spine, urging him to enter her. He breaks the kiss for a moment, reaching up to caress her breast, sucking and licking around it while he rolls her sensitive nipple between his fingers. A small moan escapes as she bites her lip, excitement rippling through her as his stubble tickles her sensitive flesh. She lets out an annoyed groan when he suddenly stops and stands. His eyes travel over her, smiling at her flushed face and swollen lips. "Maker... you are so beautiful." He mutters. "How did I get so lucky?"

He kneels down by the edge of the bed, hooking his arms around her legs and pulling her so that her opening lies before him. Ana props herself up on her elbows, looking down at him expectantly. "I can say the same." She says, breathlessly. She sucks an anticipatory breath as he lower his head before kissing her inner thigh. She hears him chuckle as she emits a groan.

Reaching up, he lazily rubs her slit, pulling away her folds. "Mm... I'm going to miss this in the coming days." He says, looking up at her with a smirk. "I might have to just make up excuses to get you into different rooms and fuck you against different surfaces like the old days."

Ana's heart pounds as she bites her lip, failing to suppress a giggle. "Those were fun days even though Nan almost caught us a few times."

"Yes, had it not been for Much spilling the stew one of those nights, I doubt she would have believed that the reason my trousers were untied when we left the larder was because I accidently I forgot to retie them after using the privy."

"It was a terrible excuse." Ana giggles. "Even for a lie."

"Was it now?" He smirks, watching her squirm as he probes her slit, slipping in one finger, then two." She lets out a moan. "Mm, I'm going to miss those sounds you make."

"You know what I won't miss?" She teases.

"Hm?"

"The tortuous teasing you do with your fingers."

She groans as he suddenly removes his fingers, chuckling. "No fingers then? Fine." Gently pulling her folds apart, he licks and suckles within her slit, grinning as she moans and arches her back off the bed.

Lapping up her climax as it came, he pulled away, licking remnants from his lips. "Mm, like nectar from the gods."

"Shut up." She half mutters, half chuckles as she playfully taps his cheek with her knee before letting it fall on the rumpled sheets she had previously been clawing at. She starts to sigh before her breath catches as she feels his thumb teasing the swollen folds. As he rubs her, he tugs at himself before rising, subtly tugging at his erect cock. He looks down at her flushed face which reaches her nipples.

Her eyes travel down to his cock before she parts her legs. Her eyes conveyed the desire and desperation yet, Roderick could also see the sadness that barely shone through. This really could be it. If he was recruited as a warden, he'd be taken for training and if he stayed here, she'd be so busy running the castle that who knows when they'd have time to meet up and pleasure one another like they had these past few months? Kneeling on the bed between her legs, he worked his cock into her slick opening, delighting in the expression of pure ecstasy as he slid each inch deep within her.

Ana gripped up at him, her eyes wide and almost glowing in the candlelight. Deep within her, he leans forward, meeting her lips as a strangled gasp escapes from her after a quick thrust.

Their lips moved in unison, between gasps as his thrusts started slow and grew both in speed and force. Halfway through, she broke the kiss to let throw her head back, moans and whimpers ripping from her as her lover thrust between her legs. Moans escape Roderick as he climaxes, seed filling Ana until he feels himself empty. He lies with his cock still embedded deep within her swollen folds while he catches his breath, nibbling along her jawline. "One moment, love." He breathes. "I know you're close."

Rocking gently into her, he finally props himself up on his elbows once more and pumps into her, savoring her gasps and moans before he feels her finally climax, her walls convulsing around him. With a few final thrusts after she's finished, he pulls out and flops down on the bed beside her, a sheen of sweat coating his body. After a few moments, Ana sits up and leans over him, her lips turned up into a smile as she cups and nips at his stubbled jaw. He returns her smile and wraps an arm around her, pulling her close to him.

"I love you, Rory." She whispers, pressing a sweet kiss to his lips.

"And I, you." He kisses the tip of her nose. They stay there for a few moments in their lover's post-coital bliss before Roderick pulls away from her and rises from the bed. As he tucks his now limp cock back in his trousers and ties it, Ana watches him. He looks up and sees her frown.

"I need to get back to my post." He explains. "I've already been gone long enough. If I don't get back, I just know I'll hear about it from Commander Cohen." He pulls on his shirts and starts to put his armor back on before looking back at Ana. "Maker..." He sighs. "Had I any choice, I would stay and make love to you at least 2 more times."

"I know." She frowns, sitting up. She stands and walks over to him, his breastplate cold against her bare skin. She touches his stubbled cheek. "Well, goodnight, my love." She sighs. Pulling her to him, his lips meet hers in a passionate kiss before hesitantly pulling away. "Goodnight, my sweet Ana."

Pulling from her embrace, he stalks back toward the door, pausing by it to look back before ducking out the room. Once he's gone, Ana sighs and retrieves her nightgown and pulls it over her head. After smoothing down her hair that loosened from her braid, she walks over to the door of the adjoining room. As soon as it opens, Much rushes in with a happy bark.

"Ready for bed, boy?" She asks, smiling down at him. He barks and she leads him over to the bed and crawls in, waiting as he situated himself on the floor beside her bed. He still, lying his head on his paws before Ana says goodnight and blows out the candle.