Title: Warriors in the Grey: The Pack
Author: Dark Jester
Email: Lordofdimlightsbcglobal.net
Distribution: Ask.
Note: I own Ian. Nothing else. Mores the pity.
Faith came to consciousness slowly. The first thing she noticed was that she was sore in places that hadn't been sore in years. She grinned, nuzzling into Ian's back as the memories of the previous night came back. Her grin grew as she recalled what she had discovered.
Ian and Faith fell against the bed, panting. Ian wrapped his arms around her, burying his nose in her hair.
"That was fun." Faith giggled.
"Fun? You thought that was fun? Were you not here when my head almost flew off?"
"What can I say? I've got skills." Ian looked into faith's face, seeing her trademark smirk. He also saw something else. It took him a moment to realize what it was. Fear.
"What's the matter, kitten?"
Faith's eyes dropped from Ian's. She reached under her, stroking him. Unlike other men she had been with, this didn't have the desired effect, as Ian took her hand in his and brought it to his lips.
"Honey, what is it? You don't have to be afraid of anything."
"You'll think it's silly."
"If it's upset you then it's not silly. You know whatever it is you can tell me."
She was silent for a moment, then looked at him.
"It's just that this feels different. It scares me."
"I didn't think I was that bad." Ian had a hurt puppy look on his face. It was so cute that Faith couldn't help laughing. Ian retaliated by sticking his toungue out at her. Faith took advantage by grabbing it between her lips and turning it into a kiss. This went on for several minutes before Ian managed to withdraw.
"Not that I wasn't enjoying that, but you're trying to change the subject."
"You're no fun. You are aware of that?" Ian merely raised his eyebrow, indicating he wasn't going to let her drop it.
"I've never kept my past from you. You know I've been around the block a couple of times. Hell, I've been around the city. But that never seemed to matter to you. You just seemed to accept it. So I know what sex is supposed to feel like. That wasn't it. This felt deeper. And I'm afraid. I'm afarid that now you'll leave me." She said the last in a small voice.
"Faith look at me. Why would I leave you?"
"Because you can do better. So much better. I mean, what have I got that makes me such a great catch?"
"Well, not to sound egotistical, but you've got me." Faith looked shocked. "What, you thought now that I've gotten into your pants I'll get gone. Dear lord, Faith, what kinds of guys have you been sleeping with?"
"Never got to know them very well. You know, get some..."
"And get gone. Yeah, I'm aware of your slogan. Remember what I told you a few months ago. How once we took this step, you'd never be rid of me?" At her nod he continued. "Well, we've taken this final step. And you're stuck with me. You can run and I'll chase you. You can hide and I'll find you. You. Are. Stuck. With. Me." Ian punctuated each word with a kiss at random spots on her face.
"What if you can't deal with the people from my past?"
"What do you mean?" Ian asked, still nuzzling Faith's hair.
"Well, since I've been released, the Council and the inititive have come after me. I don't want anything to happen to you or the others. Maybe it would be best if I just disappeared." Faith gasped as Ian tightened his arms around her.
"You're not going anywhere, Faith. I have not found you just to lose you top your own insecurities. You are mine."
"I'm nobodies." Faith was getting angry. Men had been trying to possess her her entire life. And none had as yet succeeded. She began to get up when Ian flipped them so that he was looming over her. He placed his face over hers.
"You are mine, Faith."
"Get the fuck off me. I'm mine own person."
Ian lowered his head and began to nuzzle faith's face. "You are mine, Faith. And you might as well accept it." Faith was getting ready to throw Ian off when he continued. "You are mine to love. Mine to hold when you need strength. Mine to protect when others would oppose you." Ian raised his head so he could look Faith in the eyes. "And mine to kill for if necessary."
"Somebodies happy." Ian said from under Faith.
"Just thinking about last night."
Ian rolled over so that Faith was resting on his chest. "So I wasn't bad for my first time, huh?"
Faith sat up and stared. "What did you say?" Ian attention, however, was focused on her bare body. Faith grabbed his hair and brought it up to her face. "What did you just say?"
"I asked if I did a good job?" he asked confused.
"What did you ask me exactly?"
"How did I do for my first time?"
"You were a virgin?" Faith asked shocked.
"Yes. Is that a problem?"
"And you're how old?"
"Don't quote me on this, but I think 28."
"And you managed to remain a virgin this long how?"
Ian started laughing. Faith however, did not see what was so funny. She gave his hair a yank.
"Might I ask what is so funny?"
"The fact that you seem so worked up that I was a virgin."
"Are you aware of what a hottie you are? And I know I'm not the only one who thinks so. I've seen other women check you out."
"Honestly? Ego."
"Ego?"
"Yes, ego. About ten years ago Richard asked me why I never seemed to return the affections of the women at the various courts we traveled to. While he didn't want me to become a whoremonger, he did find it odd that aside from looking I never tried to have any physical intimacy with the various women. I told him I didn't find them all that appealing. I wanted a woman who could do two things. One," he held up one finger, "I wanted a woman who I could spend the rest of my night with. And two," he held up a second finger, "I wanted a woman who could be my dominant. If I couldn't have these two things I didn't want to waste my time."
Faith just looked at him in awe. Then she raised her head and captured his lips. Pulling away, she smirked.
"You must have a grip of steal."
Ian got a mock long suffuring look on his face.
"You don't know the half of it."
Author: Dark Jester
Email: Lordofdimlightsbcglobal.net
Distribution: Ask.
Note: I own Ian. Nothing else. Mores the pity.
Faith came to consciousness slowly. The first thing she noticed was that she was sore in places that hadn't been sore in years. She grinned, nuzzling into Ian's back as the memories of the previous night came back. Her grin grew as she recalled what she had discovered.
Ian and Faith fell against the bed, panting. Ian wrapped his arms around her, burying his nose in her hair.
"That was fun." Faith giggled.
"Fun? You thought that was fun? Were you not here when my head almost flew off?"
"What can I say? I've got skills." Ian looked into faith's face, seeing her trademark smirk. He also saw something else. It took him a moment to realize what it was. Fear.
"What's the matter, kitten?"
Faith's eyes dropped from Ian's. She reached under her, stroking him. Unlike other men she had been with, this didn't have the desired effect, as Ian took her hand in his and brought it to his lips.
"Honey, what is it? You don't have to be afraid of anything."
"You'll think it's silly."
"If it's upset you then it's not silly. You know whatever it is you can tell me."
She was silent for a moment, then looked at him.
"It's just that this feels different. It scares me."
"I didn't think I was that bad." Ian had a hurt puppy look on his face. It was so cute that Faith couldn't help laughing. Ian retaliated by sticking his toungue out at her. Faith took advantage by grabbing it between her lips and turning it into a kiss. This went on for several minutes before Ian managed to withdraw.
"Not that I wasn't enjoying that, but you're trying to change the subject."
"You're no fun. You are aware of that?" Ian merely raised his eyebrow, indicating he wasn't going to let her drop it.
"I've never kept my past from you. You know I've been around the block a couple of times. Hell, I've been around the city. But that never seemed to matter to you. You just seemed to accept it. So I know what sex is supposed to feel like. That wasn't it. This felt deeper. And I'm afraid. I'm afarid that now you'll leave me." She said the last in a small voice.
"Faith look at me. Why would I leave you?"
"Because you can do better. So much better. I mean, what have I got that makes me such a great catch?"
"Well, not to sound egotistical, but you've got me." Faith looked shocked. "What, you thought now that I've gotten into your pants I'll get gone. Dear lord, Faith, what kinds of guys have you been sleeping with?"
"Never got to know them very well. You know, get some..."
"And get gone. Yeah, I'm aware of your slogan. Remember what I told you a few months ago. How once we took this step, you'd never be rid of me?" At her nod he continued. "Well, we've taken this final step. And you're stuck with me. You can run and I'll chase you. You can hide and I'll find you. You. Are. Stuck. With. Me." Ian punctuated each word with a kiss at random spots on her face.
"What if you can't deal with the people from my past?"
"What do you mean?" Ian asked, still nuzzling Faith's hair.
"Well, since I've been released, the Council and the inititive have come after me. I don't want anything to happen to you or the others. Maybe it would be best if I just disappeared." Faith gasped as Ian tightened his arms around her.
"You're not going anywhere, Faith. I have not found you just to lose you top your own insecurities. You are mine."
"I'm nobodies." Faith was getting angry. Men had been trying to possess her her entire life. And none had as yet succeeded. She began to get up when Ian flipped them so that he was looming over her. He placed his face over hers.
"You are mine, Faith."
"Get the fuck off me. I'm mine own person."
Ian lowered his head and began to nuzzle faith's face. "You are mine, Faith. And you might as well accept it." Faith was getting ready to throw Ian off when he continued. "You are mine to love. Mine to hold when you need strength. Mine to protect when others would oppose you." Ian raised his head so he could look Faith in the eyes. "And mine to kill for if necessary."
"Somebodies happy." Ian said from under Faith.
"Just thinking about last night."
Ian rolled over so that Faith was resting on his chest. "So I wasn't bad for my first time, huh?"
Faith sat up and stared. "What did you say?" Ian attention, however, was focused on her bare body. Faith grabbed his hair and brought it up to her face. "What did you just say?"
"I asked if I did a good job?" he asked confused.
"What did you ask me exactly?"
"How did I do for my first time?"
"You were a virgin?" Faith asked shocked.
"Yes. Is that a problem?"
"And you're how old?"
"Don't quote me on this, but I think 28."
"And you managed to remain a virgin this long how?"
Ian started laughing. Faith however, did not see what was so funny. She gave his hair a yank.
"Might I ask what is so funny?"
"The fact that you seem so worked up that I was a virgin."
"Are you aware of what a hottie you are? And I know I'm not the only one who thinks so. I've seen other women check you out."
"Honestly? Ego."
"Ego?"
"Yes, ego. About ten years ago Richard asked me why I never seemed to return the affections of the women at the various courts we traveled to. While he didn't want me to become a whoremonger, he did find it odd that aside from looking I never tried to have any physical intimacy with the various women. I told him I didn't find them all that appealing. I wanted a woman who could do two things. One," he held up one finger, "I wanted a woman who I could spend the rest of my night with. And two," he held up a second finger, "I wanted a woman who could be my dominant. If I couldn't have these two things I didn't want to waste my time."
Faith just looked at him in awe. Then she raised her head and captured his lips. Pulling away, she smirked.
"You must have a grip of steal."
Ian got a mock long suffuring look on his face.
"You don't know the half of it."