A/N: I AM BACK! I AM SOOOOO BACK! WOOOOOO!!!! Sorry, got a little excited back there. So anyway…. I finally badgered my mom enough to make her buy me a new computer. The other months that you haven't seen me online is because my other comp broke down. *again* I'm high on orange juice, which kinda sad. Orange juice, of all things. This fic is now a rated R because of um… read this chapter and you'll know why. Soooo….. Here's chapter 18! Enjoy and toodles!
Rekindled
Chapter Eighteen: Morning
By: DarkDracon0
When they reached Kel's room, Kel turned around so that the heavy door was at her back and Dante was standing before her. She could actually feel the heat coming off his body and breathe in the scent of the soap he had scrubbed onto himself. She managed to say, "That was a nice party." Fool!, her mind yelled. Is that all you have to say to him?! Dante watched her from lowered lashes. She looked nervous and ready to bolt. At least she could look at him full in the face. Well, actually, not really.
Gods, he was beautiful. That warrior's face and poet's mouth and his eyes were- She managed to cut off that train of thought before it veered to sexually descriptive. What's wrong with me? Being attracted to a man is a normal enough feeling. I still get that giddy feeling whenever I see Dom. At least the last time I saw him, I did. Am I fickle? Mithros, please say I'm not.
"If anyone saw that, ah, scene, mouths will be flapping," Dante murmured. Kel could only nod back.
"You better go get some rest tonight. Our dear king will doubtless put us to work in the morning." Kel didn't move. Dante quirked an eyebrow, but didn't say anything when he opened the door for her.
"Goodnight" Kel managed to utter. But Dante also didn't move. He stood motionless in her doorway, his face with no expression before he grabbed her shoulders, and jerked her body to his. She gasped just before his lip crushed her own. She knew how to dislodge a man who was holding her in a way she didn't like. But she liked the way he was holding her. And the way his lips were on her lips, and the way his hands swooped downward to caress the small of her back through her ridiculously flimsy dress. Without knowing it, her own hands reached up to twine themselves with his soft hair.
Dante felt his mind reel. He didn't how it happened, but he lost that control he always had with him and before he knew it, he had Kel in his arms and her warm person pressed against him, along with his mouth on hers. I've died and gone to heaven, he thought vaguely. He didn't want to, but he pulled away from her and looked into her eyes. The hazel color was smoky with passion and her lips soft. He felt outrageously pleased with himself. He gently pushed her into her room and followed her. He kicked the door shut with the heel of his foot and pulled her against him again. He began to kiss the graceful line of her neck, feeling her shudder and arch her back when he touched a sensitive spot. Again without knowing, Kel tipped her head back for him to find the most sensitive spots of her neck.
Kel moved her hands to his back, feeling the muscles tense for a moment before relaxing. Dante found the lacings on the back of the dress and quickly pulled them apart.
Oh gods, was all Kel could think of. Dante looked at her again and spoke the question.
"Are you sure?" I don't know, the voice in her mind said, but Kel shook it off. It was now or never. And maybe she was falling in love with him. It was time to find out.
"Yes."
Dante opened his eyes slowly. The room was still dark, with hints of the morning lights peeking through the windows. Kel was still asleep, her body on top of his and her beautiful hair spilled out on his chest. He stared at the playing colors of her hair, trying to sort out the different shades. She shifted slightly. Dante stilled. She stirred again, but stayed quiet in her slumber. He stared at the ceiling, silently brooding.
He had never slept with a lady. Actually, come to think of it, he hardly ever went to bed with any woman, even one who openly invited him. And Mithros knew he had received several invitations. And he had never taken a virgin. He had been careful of that. He knew that it would cause a virgin immense pain to be taken the first time. Kel had been a virgin, experienced the pain, and he had been sorry for it, but there was no other way. But the pleasure. He was sure Kel had enjoyed it, sure that she felt the incredible pleasure.
He hugged Kel to him, smiling slightly. He had gotten what he wanted and he meant to keep it. I'm in love with her, he thought before slipping back to sleep.
Kel woke up feeling very sated and limber. She saw it was already well past dawn and nearly blanched. She never missed her morning exercises. It would take an earthquake to rock through Corus for anything to stop her exercises. She started to rise from bed before she remembered what had happened last night. Please gods, no. Please let it be a wistful dream I had due to excessive wine, she thought , feeling very appalled at herself. She looked over at the other side of the bed. It was rumpled and it was obvious that someone had spent the night with her. In bed. And she could see the remains of her dress at the foot of the bed. But there was no signs of a man in the room. All of Dante's clothes were gone and so was he.
Please no, she thought desperately, still feeling stricken. What in hell had possessed her to do it? But gods, she could still feel him kissing her, holding her. She felt herself redden. Then the coverlet slipped down and she stared at herself. She was naked, wearing no clothes or even pieces of it what so ever.
Kel wasn't sure if she should faint or scream.
Dante whistled as he strode from his room toward the Great Hall. He had left early that morning, thinking to better leave Kel to wake up alone than on top of a man who still wanted her. Just as well for he heard a short shriek coming from the direction of her room as he walked down the corridor.
He was still whistling when he arrived in the Great Hall. There were only a few people still at the tables. It was a little late, but he could still get a warm breakfast. He grabbed a tray and piled it high with food. Porridge, buttered bread, a plate of vegetables and some other little fruits. He walked to the end of one table and started to eat quickly as he sat down.
Tysen spotted his twin eating at the end of one table and walked to him, grinning. He thumped Dante's back, laughing.
"Well, you randy goat, you got your lady knight, didn't you?" Dante choked. Not because Tysen hit his back hard enough to send any lesser man's face into the porridge, but at what he said.
"What?" Dante said after regaining back his breath. Tysen, still grinning, sat down next to him and took an apple off Dante's tray and bit down on it.
"I was there at the little ball last night. Didn't think nobody saw the two of you dance then go out to the balcony, did you? Everybody did and your lady knight was looking a bit breathless when you both came back and left. Come on now, Dante, we nobles aren't as big and heroic as yourself, but we're not blind. It's obvious." By the time Tysen finished , Dante was as pale as the pristine tunic he was wearing.
"I have to go," Dante said vaguely before running out of the Hall. Tysen raised an eyebrow, but only shrugged and went to work to finish Dante's leftovers.
Dante reached Kel's room just as she was closing the door behind her. Dante shoved her back inside without a word and closed the door behind him, locking it.
"What the hell are you doing?" Kel yelled, angry at him and angry at herself for feeling excited and breathless when he had grabbed her arms and shoved her back into her own room.
"Kel," he said, his voice all seriousness. "Everybody saw what happened out in the balcony and its already rumored that we spent the night together." Kel stared at him and felt her mind trying to grasp what he had just said.
"Please say that what you, you stupid bastard, just said is all a ploy to get me angry at you." Dante shook his head. "Kel, its all true. Tysen just told me. Even he saw it and he can't even see a joke if it kicked him in the arse." He looked at her mournfully.
"Kel, we're going to have to get married."
For the second time that day, for Mithro's sake, it was still morning!, Kel didn't know whether to scream or faint.
Dante caught her before she hit the floor.
A/N: Well, a lot happened in that chapter. But I liked how it turned out. R/R!
Rekindled
Chapter Eighteen: Morning
By: DarkDracon0
When they reached Kel's room, Kel turned around so that the heavy door was at her back and Dante was standing before her. She could actually feel the heat coming off his body and breathe in the scent of the soap he had scrubbed onto himself. She managed to say, "That was a nice party." Fool!, her mind yelled. Is that all you have to say to him?! Dante watched her from lowered lashes. She looked nervous and ready to bolt. At least she could look at him full in the face. Well, actually, not really.
Gods, he was beautiful. That warrior's face and poet's mouth and his eyes were- She managed to cut off that train of thought before it veered to sexually descriptive. What's wrong with me? Being attracted to a man is a normal enough feeling. I still get that giddy feeling whenever I see Dom. At least the last time I saw him, I did. Am I fickle? Mithros, please say I'm not.
"If anyone saw that, ah, scene, mouths will be flapping," Dante murmured. Kel could only nod back.
"You better go get some rest tonight. Our dear king will doubtless put us to work in the morning." Kel didn't move. Dante quirked an eyebrow, but didn't say anything when he opened the door for her.
"Goodnight" Kel managed to utter. But Dante also didn't move. He stood motionless in her doorway, his face with no expression before he grabbed her shoulders, and jerked her body to his. She gasped just before his lip crushed her own. She knew how to dislodge a man who was holding her in a way she didn't like. But she liked the way he was holding her. And the way his lips were on her lips, and the way his hands swooped downward to caress the small of her back through her ridiculously flimsy dress. Without knowing it, her own hands reached up to twine themselves with his soft hair.
Dante felt his mind reel. He didn't how it happened, but he lost that control he always had with him and before he knew it, he had Kel in his arms and her warm person pressed against him, along with his mouth on hers. I've died and gone to heaven, he thought vaguely. He didn't want to, but he pulled away from her and looked into her eyes. The hazel color was smoky with passion and her lips soft. He felt outrageously pleased with himself. He gently pushed her into her room and followed her. He kicked the door shut with the heel of his foot and pulled her against him again. He began to kiss the graceful line of her neck, feeling her shudder and arch her back when he touched a sensitive spot. Again without knowing, Kel tipped her head back for him to find the most sensitive spots of her neck.
Kel moved her hands to his back, feeling the muscles tense for a moment before relaxing. Dante found the lacings on the back of the dress and quickly pulled them apart.
Oh gods, was all Kel could think of. Dante looked at her again and spoke the question.
"Are you sure?" I don't know, the voice in her mind said, but Kel shook it off. It was now or never. And maybe she was falling in love with him. It was time to find out.
"Yes."
Dante opened his eyes slowly. The room was still dark, with hints of the morning lights peeking through the windows. Kel was still asleep, her body on top of his and her beautiful hair spilled out on his chest. He stared at the playing colors of her hair, trying to sort out the different shades. She shifted slightly. Dante stilled. She stirred again, but stayed quiet in her slumber. He stared at the ceiling, silently brooding.
He had never slept with a lady. Actually, come to think of it, he hardly ever went to bed with any woman, even one who openly invited him. And Mithros knew he had received several invitations. And he had never taken a virgin. He had been careful of that. He knew that it would cause a virgin immense pain to be taken the first time. Kel had been a virgin, experienced the pain, and he had been sorry for it, but there was no other way. But the pleasure. He was sure Kel had enjoyed it, sure that she felt the incredible pleasure.
He hugged Kel to him, smiling slightly. He had gotten what he wanted and he meant to keep it. I'm in love with her, he thought before slipping back to sleep.
Kel woke up feeling very sated and limber. She saw it was already well past dawn and nearly blanched. She never missed her morning exercises. It would take an earthquake to rock through Corus for anything to stop her exercises. She started to rise from bed before she remembered what had happened last night. Please gods, no. Please let it be a wistful dream I had due to excessive wine, she thought , feeling very appalled at herself. She looked over at the other side of the bed. It was rumpled and it was obvious that someone had spent the night with her. In bed. And she could see the remains of her dress at the foot of the bed. But there was no signs of a man in the room. All of Dante's clothes were gone and so was he.
Please no, she thought desperately, still feeling stricken. What in hell had possessed her to do it? But gods, she could still feel him kissing her, holding her. She felt herself redden. Then the coverlet slipped down and she stared at herself. She was naked, wearing no clothes or even pieces of it what so ever.
Kel wasn't sure if she should faint or scream.
Dante whistled as he strode from his room toward the Great Hall. He had left early that morning, thinking to better leave Kel to wake up alone than on top of a man who still wanted her. Just as well for he heard a short shriek coming from the direction of her room as he walked down the corridor.
He was still whistling when he arrived in the Great Hall. There were only a few people still at the tables. It was a little late, but he could still get a warm breakfast. He grabbed a tray and piled it high with food. Porridge, buttered bread, a plate of vegetables and some other little fruits. He walked to the end of one table and started to eat quickly as he sat down.
Tysen spotted his twin eating at the end of one table and walked to him, grinning. He thumped Dante's back, laughing.
"Well, you randy goat, you got your lady knight, didn't you?" Dante choked. Not because Tysen hit his back hard enough to send any lesser man's face into the porridge, but at what he said.
"What?" Dante said after regaining back his breath. Tysen, still grinning, sat down next to him and took an apple off Dante's tray and bit down on it.
"I was there at the little ball last night. Didn't think nobody saw the two of you dance then go out to the balcony, did you? Everybody did and your lady knight was looking a bit breathless when you both came back and left. Come on now, Dante, we nobles aren't as big and heroic as yourself, but we're not blind. It's obvious." By the time Tysen finished , Dante was as pale as the pristine tunic he was wearing.
"I have to go," Dante said vaguely before running out of the Hall. Tysen raised an eyebrow, but only shrugged and went to work to finish Dante's leftovers.
Dante reached Kel's room just as she was closing the door behind her. Dante shoved her back inside without a word and closed the door behind him, locking it.
"What the hell are you doing?" Kel yelled, angry at him and angry at herself for feeling excited and breathless when he had grabbed her arms and shoved her back into her own room.
"Kel," he said, his voice all seriousness. "Everybody saw what happened out in the balcony and its already rumored that we spent the night together." Kel stared at him and felt her mind trying to grasp what he had just said.
"Please say that what you, you stupid bastard, just said is all a ploy to get me angry at you." Dante shook his head. "Kel, its all true. Tysen just told me. Even he saw it and he can't even see a joke if it kicked him in the arse." He looked at her mournfully.
"Kel, we're going to have to get married."
For the second time that day, for Mithro's sake, it was still morning!, Kel didn't know whether to scream or faint.
Dante caught her before she hit the floor.
A/N: Well, a lot happened in that chapter. But I liked how it turned out. R/R!