One Thing - Chapter 20


WARNING: Mild sex.

Disclaimer: Same as before.


Winged Seraph: Thank you! And remember, if they die, they can come back. That's my plan anyway.

June Birdie: Yes, he does. But he'll get it here. This chapter I think.

Cardeia: I'm so happy that you liked the last. And Briac? Don't know what it means, but I wanted something original


Teagan stormed to her room. She couldn't believe the nerve of that damned bishop. He was withholding the freedom of the very men who had saved his life! And for what? Another bloody Roman family!

Word was, they may not survive this trip. They were headed deep into woad territory.

As she tried to slam the door closed, it wouldn't shut. Cursing, she turned to the blasted door and was surprised to see Tristan standing at her door, holding it open.

She turned from him, shaking her head. "You had best leave. I'm not in the mood." Her shoulders rose and fell with a heavy sigh. She turned to face Tristan, who had quietly shut her door and now stood in the middle of her room. "What do you want?"

"To thank you." He said simply. Actually, he knew what he wanted, but that was the only thing that would come out of his mouth.

"You are welcome." She said as she turned away from him.

Tristan reached for her, just barely touching her hair. Teagan felt it and turned. Looking up into his eyes, she wasn't sure what she was seeing. She had never seen him look like this. But, she wasn't frightened. Stepping to him, she sighed as he ran his hand through her hair. His fingers just barely grazing her neck. Her body betrayed her and she shuddered, bringing a smile to his lips. "I see you can't help but shiver also." His eyes bored into hers as he brought his lips down to meet hers. It was soft and gentle. Gently his tongue reached out to her lips, asking. She answered by opening hers. They explored each other's mouths, each trying to drink the other in. Finally coming up for air, Teagan gasped, bringing a hand to her lips. The kisses of others had never felt like that. Right now, hers burned, but not with pain.

Tristan gently ran his fingers over her cheek, and lightly to pass over the tattoo. As Teagan gasped with the sheer gentleness of it, Tristan again bent his lips to hers, growling at the taste of her. His body roaring to life.

Teagan moaned as her hands clutched at his shoulders, pulling his body closer to hers.

In that moment, Tristan needed Teagan with an urgency that stunned him. It was an almost desperate need to be with her, in her. Kisses were not enough. It was a feeling he had denied himself for too long.

Tristan picked her up and brought her to the bed, gently laying her down. Again, he kissed her, this time with all the pent up passion he had felt since first laying eyes on her. His hands caressed her neck, her shoulders, following the path of the dragon as he undressed her. He was encouraged when she moaned and arched herself into him, bringing her own hands to explore.

Many hours were spent exploring each other, loving each other. Finally spent, Tristan fell into a deep sleep unlike any he had had since leaving Sarmatia.

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Waking up, the first thing Teagan noticed was that she was alone. Stretching, it took her mind a few moments to register what had happened last night. But it didn't take her that long to remember why they were going out this morning.

Flying out of her room, she barely remembered to put on clothes.

The knights were almost out of the gates when she made it to the highest wall. She watched as their horses flew, sounding like thunder beneath her.

Ahead, she watched as Tristan stopped his horse, turning it towards the wall. Her heart clenched as it may be the last time she saw him. Cursing, she gave the knights one last look. Why did she do it? Why did she break one of her own rules?

These were questions she didn't have the answers to, nor did she want to answer them.

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Tristan was well ahead of the others. Stopping his horse, he turned the great animal around, looking back toward the fort. It may be the last time he saw this, his home of the last fifteen years.

Seeing Teagan on the high wall, he realized that it may be the last time he saw her also.

This time, he prayed to Arthur's God that he returned from this mission.


A/N: This chapter has been editied heavily due to content. Didn't feel it was necessary to put in. If you want the smut filled version, e-mail me, it's listed in my profile somewhere.