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The King's Rose
Chapter 16: Wedding Night

Fergus sighed and decided to defuse the tension the way he knew how, changing the subject. "What other plans are there for you two? I know there's the court and all, but whenever you get some spare time, what'll you do?" He questioned.

Jaya paused and thought it through. She always wanted to visit either Orlais or even Kirkwall and see what those places had to offer. And she could use political reasons so that her husband would leave with her. "We'll see in the coming days. Right now, I have to remember how to act like a noble. It's been a good two years since I had to act like one." She joked. "I fear my noble manners went out the window long ago."

"I wouldn't notice the difference, sis. In fact, if you did start acting noble, I'd believe someone had swapped places with you." Fergus stated.

Jaya actually stuck her tongue out before laughing. "I suppose I'll have to get used to it. Good thing I have not only Isolde but Celene to help me." She paused a little before smiling. "Though, I'd also have you, dear husband, to show me the ropes."

"Well, don't be surprised when I'm too preoccupied." Alistair said.

She giggled softly before her mind wandered to Amerthyne, Iona's daughter, who was in the Alienage. She had seen how she was Iona's daughter. The girl looked a lot like her mother, with the same blonde hair and blue eyes. The last time she had seen Amerthyne, it was not long before the attacks. Jaya knew that she'd have to tell the girl her mother was dead and had been dead for a good while. "I might go see Amerthyne. I've delayed the truth too long. She needs to know." She stated.

Everyone knew of who she spoke of. Not long into their travels, Jaya had opened up to all of them one night around the fire and explained exactly what happened at Highever and how a good woman, Iona, was murdered before she could visit her daughter Amerthyne. When they were in the Alienage, she pointed the child out to them and they even stopped to talk to her, though Jaya avoided telling the child the fate of her mother.

Wynne smiled softly. "I suspect you will want some company?" She asked.

Jaya nodded before smiling. "I could use a little support. Since Court resumes tomorrow, I'll have Zev, Leli and Wynne join me. It might not take long, depending on how she takes it. Though I will try to return before the next session." She promised her husband, who nodded.

The ball ended so that the newlyweds could spend their night together. Reaching their new royal bedroom, Alistair all but yanked her into it, closing the door with his back, since his hands were currently in not only her hair but trying to undo her dress. He shuddered slightly when her own hands focused on unclasping the armor, hating the fact he had to be the one to wear armor. He enjoyed stripping her of the armor, not the other way around. Though if there was one thing his lovely wife was good at, it was getting him out of nearly anything, be it armor or his clothes. Growing impatient, he just grabbed her hip and pulled her tighter to him as she managed to get the breastplate off, the loud clanging of it falling to the floor ignored by the two.

Jaya nearly whimpered when his hand left her hair before she groaned when he lifted her up and pinned her against the wall, the surface cold against her bare back, making her wonder when he had taken her dress off. She let her hands work on the belt and clamps on the lower half of the armor, granting her a little room to dart her hand inside and feel how hard he was for her and the near-snarl of a groan emitted from him when she tightened her hand around him. When he left her lips to attack her neck, she nearly passed out from the feeling. "Maker... We have all night, dearest." She panted even as her body wanted to make this round quick and hard. "Sod it... I can't wait.." She swore yanking him back to her mouth with one hand while the other finally freed him of the blasted armor bottoms.

Alistair chuckled and dragged out sliding her shoes off her feet, surprised he didn't take those off first before trailing his hand slowly up to her own panties, teasing the wetness under it with his pinky. "My, my. So naughty. Not very 'queen-like', wouldn't you agree?" He teased right as he saw the shift in her eyes. From the dim grey to sparkling silver, he knew she was getting close to giving in.

Jaya, on the other hand, couldn't look away from her husband's blazing hazel eyes. The comment of not being queen-like made her smirk a little. "Well, you're not being very 'king-like', husband. What sort of king leaves his wife wanting him?"

"A very clever one. Or one that might enjoy seeing his wife turn a sexy pink when she's aroused." He murmured against her mouth, capturing it again before he suddenly realized that her hands weren't exactly in his hair and right as he was about to comment, he felt his smalls drop at the same time her hips ground against his own arousal, causing his blood to quickly flow to it, making him groan and throw her panties to an unknown corner of the room. "Minx." He muttered before thrusting hard up into her, hearing her mew in pleasure and he held still for a moment. "That better?"

"Mmm. Yes. But, I'd suggest you keep moving or else." She lightly teased, arching just enough so her breasts brushed his chest.

"Or else what, dear wife?" He replied, nipping a little at her neck.

Instead of answering, she used their position to her advantage, rotating her hips before grinding into him, getting both to moan and forcing him to thrust least she tease them until their Calling came. As soon as he did, Jaya's hands clung to his shoulders while her head fell gently to the wall behind her, her mind noting this was actually the first time they ever made love against the wall and found herself making a note to try it again. "Dear Maker, yes... Right there, love." She moaned, her eyelids fluttering shut against the waves of pleasure that began. "Harder." Her voice quivered with the plea as her husband complied, driving harder into her.

Alistair reminded himself not to tease her again before she captured his mouth again, their kiss mimicking what they were doing below. "Maker, love. My lovely Jaya..." He praised, cupping the back of her head while his other hand toyed with her nipple, since she clung to him with her legs.

"Alistair, please.. don't stop.. Please. More." She panted against his mouth until she couldn't fight it any longer, chanting his name as if she were a Chanter before she shouted it as she came, flexing slightly until he followed with a hoarse shout and released into her, both clinging to the other as if they would float away otherwise.

He panted as he rested his forehead against hers, hearing her panting as well. He was actually surprised he held them both up with how that nearly drained him of his strength. He felt her giggle softly. "You do know it's bad to laugh after making love with one's spouse?"

"This from the man who ravaged his wife at camp during the Blight? I'm only giggling at the fact this is the first time we couldn't make it to a soft bed." She replied, nibbling his neck softly.

"What can I say? You beckoned me like a siren. Ignoring it would be like forgetting to breathe." He answered before chuckling. "Well, I would have had you at that blasted ball if they gave me a little time alone with you." He then carried her to their bed and laid them down, resting a hand on her waist, where their child was growing. Her smaller hand rested on top of his. "I still think I'm dreaming and will wake up in camp again."

"If this were a dream, I'm glad I'm sharing the same one. But, no, my love, it is no dream. Believe me. I stubbed my toe this morning and it hurt." She replied, entwining their fingers on her belly. She couldn't fight the happy tears in her eyes, which didn't go unnoticed by her husband.

"Something wrong?" He asked, rubbing the tears with his thumb.

"Nothing. I'm just so happy. When I left Highever with Duncan, I gave up on ever even having someone love me and not be taken away. That held true until I had the first dream about the archdemon and, cocky as you were, you actually made me want to smile, though I fought it."

"Not very easily, though. I saw at least a smirk that night." He pointed out.

"True. I must have been a pain to deal with. Considering I didn't trust anything good to happen to me. I thought that if I didn't bond with anyone, I'd be spared the hurt that would come later when they either left or died. I was stunned when I grew so close to you, mostly. After what happened to Dairren, I made my own vow to not have that happen again." She cuddled into his arms, smiling. "Yet that didn't seem to get you to stop. You'd somehow snuck right in under my defenses and made me realize I am human, not just a Grey Warden."

"All by joking around? If I knew that would work, I would have tried when we were at Ostagar." Alistair joked. "Say when we were going after that bastard, why did you want to kiss me?"

Jaya smiled coyly. "Wasn't it obvious? I wanted a little assurance that I wasn't dreaming. That and to help me temper myself until we found him." She grinned. "Though, it didn't exactly help when I heard what he did to not only my parents, but Oriana and Oren." She shuddered in anger at the words Howe spit out when they confronted him. Calling Oriana a whore was going too far, even for Howe, but the insult that snapped her control was what he did to her nephew Oren.

He kissed her forehead while letting her vent, knowing full well the last time he tried to talk her through it, he nearly had his head chopped of by her Starfang sword. Not long after that, she put her family sword into the chest at Soldier's Peak, swearing never to use it again, for it served the purpose it was needed for: Murdering Rendon Howe for what happened at Highever. Only a few months ago she had it moved to Highever.

"I was so angry at him for insulting Oren that I completely lost control, enough to even make Oghren wince at the anger I felt. I must've looked very odd." Jaya admitted, flushing slightly at the lack of control she had that day.

"Nonsense. You were brilliant... Lovely, even if you were covered in blood." He admitted.

"You, my love, are so strange. I get covered in blood, lose control of my temper and go on a killing spree throughout the Arl of Denerim's estate and you think I'm lovely?" She questioned.

"You always are lovely, my dear. And I also believe you let out a little more rage when we were in Fort Draken." He pointed out.

"True. I guess my hatred of Howe spilled over into everything that day." Jaya sighed and snuggled closer. "At least I didn't scare you away. And sorry for nearly beheading you with Starfang. I was a little touchy afterwards."

"Bah. Don't worry about it." He kissed her forehead again, smiling.

She reached up and played with his hair before she leaned up and kissed him deeply. "I truly love you, dear husband."

"And I you, wife. Funny how things wind up. One moment, we're at Ostagar fighting that blasted ogre, the next, we're married and have a child on the way." He said, chuckling more to himself.

"So, you glad I had such faith in you to put you on the throne?" She asked, tracing on his chest.

"I've gotten used to it. Having you around has made it easier, though. I'm still stunned at the title part, though. I have to keep reminding myself that I'm king." He said, grabbing her hand after a while. "Do you mind? It's hard to think when you do that." He held her hand up and kissed it, smiling at the heated look in her silver eyes. He tugged her as close as possible and kissed her mouth before trailing his hand up her arm, leaving goosebumps behind until he cupped her breast, getting her to inhale and moan softly. "I love those noises."

Deciding not to be submissive this time, Jaya turned the tables and reached down to grasp his hardness, aware of it since he had pulled her closer. When he groaned, it was a lovely sound that resounded throughout her body. She broke the kiss and trailed her mouth down his front, nibbling softly here and there, knowing full well it drove him 'crazy' as he put it. Her mouth found her prize, him hard and wanting as she slipped him into her mouth.

"Maker's breath! Have mercy, dear woman." He groaned.

Smiling to herself, she bobbed her head up and down, stopping to suck a little before repeating the action, her left hand rubbing his stomach while her right hand pumped him before relenting and giving him what he wanted, a sweet release to which she swallowed, smirking up at him while he tried to recollect his thoughts. She crawled to lay on top and had to laugh at the dazed look on his face, which seemed to have snapped him out of the daze he was in. "Aww. I was enjoying that lost look of yours, husband." She teased. "Now I can see why you enjoy it."

"Tease." He replied, cupping her head and kissing her until she melted into him, allowing him to adjust and place her under him, eager to repay his lovely wife for the torment she just gave him by doing the teasing, in his own way. As he thrust into her, he had a feeling neither of them would be getting much sleep.

A wanted lemon! I love being able to copy what I have so far and add it here!
~~Skittles~~