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The King's Rose
Chapter 33: A Heated Welcome

"Jaya Lucile Elise Cousland-Theirin, stop right there. Don't you dare speak of yourself that way. You will never change in my eyes and I could care less about your looks and you know that. I fell in love with the real you, the one behind all that and the one that had enough faith to put me on the throne." He caressed her cheek, running it across a scar she got from her stint in Amaranthine, kissing it. "I think each scar on your body proves how stubborn you are and that they just add to your charm in my eyes. You'll always be beautiful in my eyes and I hate when you think I fell in love with your looks. You are, not just the mother of our children, but also the beat of my heart. You are, not just the queen of this nation, but also the woman of my dreams. I love you."

"Al-"

"As for you thinking I'd ever want to annul our marriage, if you could see the world as I do, you would realize how much I love you. My love for you knows no time and place. My heart starts thumping every time I see your beautiful face. You are the inspiration behind all that I do, and the source of all that is good in my life." He stared into his wife's silver eyes, watching as they melted into a liquid silver at his words and seeing her tear up, some leaking down her cheek, running into his thumb. He took a hand and placed it over his heart. "You own this heart and reside in it."

Hearing how her husband saw her made Jaya's heart explode in how much she loves this man and she should've known better than to think less of herself when he never did. She never wanted to doubt herself, but there were so many things she had heard about him that she didn't want to believe. That and she didn't want to let anyone else know she was around, especially when they mentioned her looks. "I'll never understand why I let myself think that way... I guess me going away for so long weakened me to those thoughts and I was too busy to even stand up for myself... I love you more so now..." She said watery.

"Never, ever doubt yourself around me. I will keep telling you how you look to me." He replied, drying her tears and smiling softly before seeing her smirk a little.

"Well, husband. I hope you plan on proving it as well..." She said, moving a hand to run into his hair, messing the back up as she used the hand over his heart to pull him against her. "Plus, I still want my kiss you haven't given me."

~~Lemon (You've been warned)~~

"I'll do better than that, darling..." He said, placing one hand on her waist while the other cupped her neck, dragging her into a kiss he had been waiting to give her since he saw her leaning against the armory door. Alistair felt her sigh happily and melt into the kiss, allowing him to deepen it by entering her mouth. His fingers that were on her neck went up to undo her buns, the strands falling to her waist. He darted the hand on her hip under her tunic to grasp her breast, earning her hissing slightly and arching up into him. It was amazing he could still make her make those noises she often made for him after so long.

Jaya felt her body want to go faster, to have him possess her like he used to and to make him brand her as his. With that in mind, she hooked her left leg around his hip, angling her heated core to press against his growing erection and backing up to climb slightly on to the desk, not caring what was on the surface at the moment. She shuddered slightly at how much heat was now growing in not only their kiss, but between her legs as she took one of his hands to hint she wanted her pants off and it needed to be now! Later, there'd be their slow re-acquainting sex. Right now, she needed him to take her hard and fast since she was gone for nearly eleven years. When he nearly tore the pants off, she worked on his belt on the reddish armor, mentally giggling when it dropped to the ground and it went unnoticed by him.

He already had a hunch it wouldn't be slow the first time, but he'd be damned if she didn't let him take it slow now after so long. He needed to make sure he wasn't dreaming again and slowed his hand as it traveled up to her heat, deepening the kiss when his finger moved against her heat over her panties and feeling her shudder against him. Alistair then hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her panties and took them off, tossing them to join her pants on the ground somewhere before he trailed his hand to rub the nub that made her body flush. He only pulled away to help her toss her tunic and bindings in the same general direction that he tossed her other clothes.

Her body began lighting up again as she felt her eyes rolling back into her head when her husband trailed his mouth towards a scar on her shoulder from a red templar, kissing it before moving on to her breasts, pulling the left nipple into his mouth. She wrung her hands into his hair and held on, knowing it was going to be a very numbing ride soon. Her reactions towards him haven't dulled it seemed in the past ten years and that made her happy, her urgency to be taken hard nearly overpowering every sense of time. The pleasure she experienced with him had her body tightening to a point where it made her mind spin.

He then slid the finger that was now coated in her juice inside, feeling her inhale and having her arch into him as he trailed his mouth to the other breast while pumping the finger in and out, in time to her pants when he pulled himself from her breast to watch her body moving on its own in a way he missed. Her whimper signaled that he had found that sweet spot as he added another finger, earning a soft moan that grew when he began rotating his palm against her nub. As much as he loved those sounds, he wanted them to stay in their bedroom, not the study, where, even though he locked the door, a servant could pause by and know what he was doing to his wife. He was possessive that way, only wanting to hear her moaning his name in their bed.

Jaya began to see spots behind her eyelids and swore she was stupid to believe some other woman would be getting this from him when she was the one to allow him to test this. Sensing she was about to reach her breaking point, she reached for him and dragged his mouth to hers right as she came, letting his mouth cover her scream and her body tightened before twitching as she came down from the high. Pulling back from the kiss, she lifted her eyelids to stare at him, into those hazel eyes that held so much love and admiration for her she always found herself drowning. "You still have the impeccable ability to have my mind forget what it was thinking about." She then raised an eyebrow and smiled. "However, you are still clothed, husband... Which is unfair."

He chuckled softly and smirked. "I plan on fixing that, my dear." He said as he assisted her in taking his own clothes off, remaining still when she ran her hands over his own body, knowing it was needed right before she wrapped her legs around his waist and anchored herself on his shoulders with her hands, her silver eyes a dark grey now, pulling him into their depths. "Can you see now, love, that there isn't one person in the world that I want more than I want you." With those words, he slid into her welcoming tightness, stopping once he was buried to the hilt.

Jaya smiled sweetly as it hit her that it was this reason she loved him: he was always making sure they both could enjoy any moment together. She traced his features, memorizing how he had changed and yet, remained the same man she loves. "Alistair... The most precious moments of my life are when I am held in your arms. Every day that passes reminds me to thank the universe for giving me a husband as loving and wonderful as you are, even when I was gone for so long... Years can go by, but I will never forget the first moment that you held me in your arms. In that moment and every second since then, you have been the reason I breath, live and exist. You are my love, and the source of all of my happiness." She then rocked slightly before he took her mouth in a heated kiss, taking over and sending her mind flying into nothingness.

Alistair memorized her all over again as he reclaimed her body, while realizing she was the one that held him in her hands, instead of the other way. It made him also know that, all those years ago, back when they were kids in Redcliffe, she had already begun to have him around her finger. Each thrust brought him closer to giving her his everything and he welcomed it with open arms when she tightened around him and bit her lower lip to prevent her cry of completion and that sent him into his own, thrusting a few more times before slowing down, his release entering her body.

~~End Lemon~~

Jaya felt her body relax onto the desk, her eyes shut to try to let her mind return. She felt him lift her up and sit in the chair, resting her head on his shoulder with him having his cheek rest on her head. "I could just lie here with you forever, which is what I plan on doing from now on."

"I'm on board with that plan." He said, laughing breathlessly as they recovered from their bout of lovemaking. After a few minutes, he finally noticed her hair length and lifted a part of it up, smiling a little. "I thought you never wanted to let your hair grow long?"

"Well, I didn't. But, I didn't trust Anders with scissors, so I let it grow. It was a pain to even deal with. Leli was the one to put it up again and I swear she enjoyed it. I might get Anora or someone to cut it again." She pouted and swatted the hair away, giggling at his own pout. "Or will my loving husband brush it every day?"

"I believe I've brushed enough hair to manage that." He replied. "As soft as you are, we might need to get dressed again."

Jaya huffed and pouted. "But I'm comfortable for the first time in years..." Seeing him raise an eyebrow, she sighed in defeat and got off to go hunt her clothes down. She chuckled and tilted her head and saw that her tunic was hanging from a post, a tear in it. "Well, there goes a good tunic."

Alistair saw where she was looking and shook his head. "Sorry about that, love. I believe there's a shirt hiding somewhere in here." He said as he dug in a lower drawer.

"You keep shirts here?"

"I tend to fall asleep writing, so I have to have a few spares hiding, to change into, so yes." He explained, finding a soft blue shirt and walking over to toss it over her head, helping to get all her hair outside of it. "Lovely."

"Oh, hush up and get dressed. Or do you want half the staff to swoon at you?" She teased, poking his naked chest.

"I better. Knowing you, that half would be sent to the gallows for staring at me too much." He said, putting the red shirt back on. "Better, wife?"

"Much. Only I'm allowed to see you like that, remember. Just like only you can see me that way." She stood up on her toes to kiss his cheek before she remembered what Anders said, frowning and crossing her arms. "Funny thing... I heard someone called me 'the old ball and chain'. Do you know who?"

Alistair gulped slightly and rubbed the back of his head. "Umm, I can explain... Erm..." He tried to search for an explanation, but saw the shadow cross his wife's face and knew he was doomed. "I'm sorry, it was a slip of the tongue."

"I absolutely hate it when you call me that, you know! It makes me feel like I'm some sort of prison for you, when you agreed to our marriage fully...Or is that how you see me now? As a 'ball and chain'?" She kept a straight face while she was shaking on the inside.

"No, I don't know why that came out. Honestly, I meant it as a joke. You know I joke around sometimes to make things less stressful. I never meant it that way, sweetheart." He said, trying to calm her down, knowing her mind well enough. "If it'll help, I'll add massaging your feet every morning to the routine..."

Sighing, Jaya knew she couldn't stay mad at him, no matter how hard she tried. He meant too much for her to stay angry and she refused to hurt either of them that way. "Just promise to not call me that again or you're sleeping in a guest room for a week."

"Understood, love."

Phew... Ali-baby got out of hot water there. Jaya really hates being called 'ball and chain', as it's hinted in DA2 where Teagan warns him that his wife hates it. I think he did mean it as a way to lighten the seriousness of meeting Hawke, as he likes joking when it gets uncomfortable for him.

As for the other stories, due to my computer deleting them, I'm able to start over and make it easier to match up in the timelines now. I currently have at least one chapter ready for the second story, called 'An Apostate's Soul', which will have my Hawke: Melora, and the lovable Anders~ Keep an eye out!
~~Skittles~~