Hours later after having slept in each other's arms after making love once or twice more Dyson woke. It took barely two seconds for him to realise that Kenzi was laying curled up against his chest, half draped across him. He reached up to brush her hair gently away from her face so he could look at her. He wrapped a thread of her silken hair around his finger as he realised that his Russian doll had perfect alabaster skin, thankfully the blemishes from the trial were not going to be permanent ones.

The fingertips of his other hand traced lightly down her shoulder along the smooth skin of her arm to her wrist. His thumb and forefinger encircled her delicate wrist before he enclosed her hand in his and laid them on his chest.

Kenzi came awake very slowly like she was drifting up from a thousand fathoms below the surface of the ocean. She became aware of a solid but warm mass that was underneath her body. For a moment she wondered if it was the stone altar but realised there was the steady thud of a heartbeat.

Her mind was suddenly flooded with images of what she had been doing with Dyson. She must be laying across him. All the things they had said to each other and done with each other were real unlike the vision during the trial.

Kenzi could feel her hair being shifted, the ends skating over her skin. Then the feather light touches of Dyson's fingertips down her arm to her wrist. Her arm being lifted and her wrist held, her hand being enveloped within his and laid gently upon his chest.

She hoped he wasn't trying to figure out how to get rid of her. She wanted to stay, to always be here with him. Perhaps Trick could help, perhaps he could convince Dyson that she was the best choice for him, not Bo.

When she couldn't stand the silence any longer she decided that she needed to say something, anything to break the silence. She murmured "Don't you know it's rude to stare at someone who is trying to sleep?"

A smile crept onto Dyson's face as he heard the sleepy voice and he realised that this would be the first morning of the rest of their lives together. He just needed to convince Kenzi that this was where she was supposed to be and maybe Trick could help with that. Maybe he could convince Kenzi of it. There were other things that Dyson needed Trick's help and advice on but first of all Kenzi needed to be looked after, so a restorative bath and food were his priorities for her.

"Good morning nighean breagha!" he responded, his voice light "Do you feel hungry?" He felt a smile blossom on her face and he could only imagine the response he was about to get from her.

"Hungry for what exactly?" Kenzi's eyes danced with mischief. Her fingers were tracing ever expanding circles over Dyson's chest until her hand disappeared under the covers. Dyson felt her cooling touch on his cock.

"I was thinking pancakes," he said a little breathlessly as Kenzi took him firmly in hand.

"Mmmm sounds good." she breathed as she tightened her grip and rubbed her flesh against his. As he hardened in her hand, she blew a soft cool stream of air over his nipple before the tip of her tongue reached out to flick it.

Dyson groaned as she increased her hold and rhythm. The silken muscles of her hand enveloped him just as a more intimate part of her anatomy had. "Kenz!" Dyson groaned again as he fought to control his body. His hand slipped between her folds to find her wet for him already.

"Dyson!" Kenzi responded gently biting her own lip. And that was all it took to snap his control. He rolled his weight onto her, pushing her legs apart with his. He lay there for but a moment before saying "I love you Kenzi!" and taking possession of her mouth with his own. His tongue delved into her mouth, tasting her.

As Kenzi's body arched towards his, Dyson's instincts took over, his cock sliding into Kenzi's pussy, as sure as his tongue had in her mouth. They sighed in unison as if it were a relief to be so intimately connected once more.

Dyson found his rhythm and set about making Kenzi come at least twice before he found his release. He pushed her hands above her head and held them there as he ran his lips down her throat. His teeth grazing over the soft skin. She shivered as he took her nipple into his mouth and she wondered how he could make her feel like this without really trying. And that was the last sensible thought she had for some time.

Dyson slid free from the rumpled bed a good hour later, pulling his jeans on as he headed to the bathroom. Kenzi sighed as she watched him cover up one of the best views she'd ever seen. "Where're you going?" she asked as she rolled on her side.

Dyson looked back at her over his shoulder "I'm running you a hot bath."

"Sounds like heaven." Kenzi responded before asking "Are you joining me?"

The sound of running water muffled Dyson's answer so Kenzi got up wrapping herself in the sheet from the bed. "What did you say?" she said leaning against the door jamb.

"I said, no milady, as I'm cooking you a decent breakfast, you earned it for all your hard work," Dyson grinned at her in a way that made her insides do a loop-de-loop "before we have to face the outside work." A cloud of sadness drifted across Kenzi's beautiful face. "What is it Kenz?" Dyson asked. Kenzi had forgotten how observant Dyson was. Truth be told. he'd always watched her, always knew her moods but not always the reasons for them.

"It's nothing D-man," Kenzi tried to fob him off but Dyson was like a dog with a bone, wolf actually.

"Kenz? Tell me..."

"Well I was sorta hoping that we'd ignore the outside world for a bit longer. And just be...just be us for awhile longer."

Dyson turned the water off and came over to her, wrapping his arms around her. "We'll always be 'us' Kenz, no matter where we are. But there is a shit storm brewing and we need to be prepared for when it hits."

Kenzi burrowed into his warmth "It's my fault, isn't it."

"No Kenz, it's not your fault. It was a lot of things. The first being I let you take part in the trials..."

"And the Ash being a giant dick!"

Dyson chuckled "Yep that too. So after breakfast we need to head to see Trick to get some advice on where to from here. This is kinda a first in our world. But first a relaxing bath while I cook up a feast.

Kenzi stood on tippy-toe but still couldn't reach Dyson's lips with her own. "Who knew you were such a domesticated wolfman?" she grinned as he leaned into kiss her.

"Only for you, nighean bhregha, only for you." he released her gently and went to test the temperature of the water. There were no bubbles but there was a fragrance wafting it's way over to Kenzi and tickling her nose.

"D-man what is in that bath?"

"Just a bit of this and a little bit of that to help with your bruising." he shrugged.

"You really know how to look after me, don't you?" Kenzi said, crossing the distance between them to dip her fingers in the warm water.

Dyson looked up at her and drew a breath "Well I'd like to, nighean bhregha, I'd like to look after you forever."

Kenzi went very still before replying "I won't last forever D-man, remember, I'm human."

"But you want me...you want me to, don't you Kenz?"

"Yeah..yeah I do." she whispered.

Apologies all! I had planned to get this happening a bit quicker but I have been rather whacked by life in the last 3 months and have rarely had the inclination to pick up the pencil. Hopefully this is the change I needed and that I'll be back with vengeance to this!