Chapter 12 (Warning: Strong, vivid love scene ahead.)

Thoughts of Lillian ran through Tristan's head as he lay on his bed trying to sleep. He knew her well enough considering the two and half-three weeks they had known each other. Lillian was beautiful, opinionated, not afraid to speak her mind, caring, compassionate, smart, and was also unafraid to fight and kill if necessary. She was his match in just about everyway.

As he lay there, on his bed, Tristan decided that if they lived through the battle that he would ask her to marry him. He knew she loved him, and he loved her as well.

Suddenly he heard his door open. 'Who is coming into my room uninvited' he wondered as he pulled the knife he had hidden, out from beneath his pillow.

"Who is there?" he demanded to know, but as the figure stepped into the light he recognized who it was walking towards him. "Lillian, what is…" he tried to say but was cut off when she smiled warmly.

"No one knows what the outcome of battle will bring until after it's over. But I want to know that if anything happens to either of us, we spent our last precious moments alone…together," she told him as she stepped closer.

Lillian could tell by the look in his eyes that he wanted her. She moved closer, but stayed out of reach. Lillian reached up and pulled the robe off of her shoulders letting it drop and pool around her feet.

Tristan's eyes followed the robe's path down her body and smiled. She looked beautiful, dazzling, and almost untouchable. He wanted her but he would be patient. He would wait for her to make her move.

Lillian moved closer to the bed, and Tristan reached out and ran his hand down her side, skimming over her rounded hip and down her thigh. She looked into his eyes and saw love. She saw unbridled lust. She sighed as he took her mouth in a plundering kiss. His tongue swept into her mouth to tangle with hers. Tristan then broke the kiss and his head lowered down to her upturned nipples, his tongue flicked and teased the hard buds.

Tristan smiled as he sucked one of her nipples into his hot mouth, suckling gently. He spent several minutes sucking and licking at her sensitive breasts, making her moan loudly. She could feel her body quaking in ecstasy. Finally, he pulled away and looked into her smoldering eyes.

"I think you are a little over dressed my dear," Lillian observed softly, smiling as he stood smoothly, then began to strip. Lillian watched as he removed his breeches and shirt, licking her lips as his wonderful body was revealed. When he was bare, he gently moved between her legs. He could feel the heat of her femininity against his erection and moaned.

Lillian gasped and pushed her hips into his. Tristan's erection pushed against her clit, causing her to throb wildly. After a few more thrusts, he pulled away causing her to groan in disappointment. He smiled as he lowered his head and captured her lips in a scorching kiss. He kissed her briefly, then moved down to her breasts again, taking them briefly into his mouth.

Flicking his tongue over them, them he continued down her body, flicking his tongue as he moved down her body until he reached her womanhood. His tongue slid up the crease that connected her pelvis to her thigh, causing her to murmur in pleasure. He then spread her thighs and ran his tongue from the top of her womanhood to the core of her femininity, then back up. Lillian pushed her hips up in an attempt to get him to pay more attention to her clit, but he continued the teasing.

She let out a wail of protest, "Please stop teasing me, please."

He continued until finally she brought her legs up and over his shoulders, effectively stopping his movement.

"I asked you nicely to stop teasing," Lillian said.

He laughed softly as he finally latched onto the hard little bud that begged for attention. She let out a scream of pleasure as the orgasm that had been building slowly almost unknown to her broke free. Her hips pushed up from the bed and almost pushed him away, but he managed to ride it out. He continued to lick and suck gently until she pushed him away. He moved quickly up her body up to her lips. He kissed her gently sucking on bottom lip. She sighed, and pulled away from his lips. Lillian brought her arms up and braced her hands on his chest, then pushed him until he went onto his back. She smiled mischievously and began to kiss her way down his body, hovering around his small nipples. She sucked the little nubbins into her mouth, laving them with her tongue, and then continued down his body.

His hands caressed her arms and back as she moved down his body; finally, she reached his straining manhood. Lillian took his erection into her hands and caressed it firmly, moving her hands up and down. His hips rose in silent invitation for her to continue. She then reached one hand down to his testicles and massaged them gently. He let out a groan of pleasure that caused her to smile. She then lowered her mouth down to the head of his cock, taking it into her mouth. She ran her tongue around it and then down the shaft. His hands tangled in her hair as she moved over his manhood. She continued until he could not take anymore, he reached down and pushed her away gently. Lillian then moved up his body and straddled him, impaling herself on his erection. His eyes flashed open as he felt her heat enclose his manhood, his hands moved to her hips to guide her, but she grabbed his hands and held them tight.

They moved together thrusting and lifting, grinding together. Their cries of pleasure filled the room until he wanted to take control. In one moment Lillian was in command then the next she found herself on her back, her legs spread wide. Tristan did not miss a beat and continued to move into her slowly wanting to draw it out some.

"Oh God!" Lillian moaned, but he kept up the slow pace, until finally she yelled, "please, Tristan!"

As soon as Tristan heard the heat in her voice, he could tell that she was close. As her moan of pleasure filled his ears, he let his own release come. Lillian felt his body tense as a flood of warmth filled her, causing her to have another small orgasm. She shuddered and cried out softly until his thrusts slowed then finally stopped. Her arms came up and wrapped around him, holding him close. They stayed joined together until he finally rolled over onto his back, taking her with him. Her head rested on his chest.

"I love you," Lillian said softly running her hand over his chest.

"I love you too," Tristan answered. He loved her more then anything on the earth. He decided that right now was the right time to ask her to be his wife and not to wait until after the battle. "Marry me."

It wasn't really a question, but he wasn't going to take no for an answer. If she did refuse, he would court her until she accepted. He didn't have a ring or anything of that nature, but that was something that could be remedied easily. He knew that she heard him, because she stopped breathing for a moment, causing Tristan to wonder.

She answered a moment later with, "Yes."

The rest of the night was spent in each other's arms sleeping more peacefully than either had in a long time.