A/N: This chapter contains brief sensitive material, intended for 18+ audience

Chapter 43

Jane enjoyed her time immensely in Largashbur. However, she didn't voice to Bo that she missed her parents terribly. She wondered what had happened back on Earth, and Jane hoped that it wasn't something like a missing person's case. The last thing she wanted was for her parents so suffer while she was off galivanting through Skyrim with her Orc boyfriend.

Despite the ache she felt about her family, Jane knew without a doubt she loved Bo's mother and father with all of her heart. They were wonderful, and she could understand better why the gentle Orc turned out the way he did. Akkra and Morgul were impeccable role models. From what Jane knew of Nazgurat's unpleasant Stronghold experience; not all Orc families were as great as Bo's.

It had been three days since the group arrived in Largashbur, and everyone was enjoying the visit. Lynne spent a lot of her time with Atub. The sorceress had a lot to offer the Nord, and she reciprocated with her knowledge. Naz was content to hang around with the whoever, swapping random stories and drinking ale. The weather continued to be mild and clear, so mostly everybody lounged around outside. Bo spent a great deal of time with both of his parents but also sought out Jane periodically. He wanted to show her every inch of Largashbur, and she happily obliged him.

Jane spoke lightly with Morgul and Akkra, but one afternoon Akkra pulled the girl aside so they could speak at greater lengths in private. They sat on the edge of a wooden wall of the outlook post, staring out at the vibrant landscape of Riften. Akkra smiled often, and she gently clenched Jane's pale hand between her own.

"I can't help but feel overwhelmed with gratitude that you are here, Jane."

Jane smiled, and she turned her head towards her. The wind played with her hair, which had been partially braided by Lynne earlier in the morning.

"I am grateful for everything," Jane confessed softly. "Things could have ended up so much worse, but your son saved me."

"Bo..." Akkra sighed, and she smiled as she thought about her handsome son. "I must admit that we were concerned about how he'd turn out."

"Pa said that the other night, too," Jane replied, her expression curious. "Did something happen to Bo when he was younger?"

"It uh... well, something unpleasant did happen..."

Jane's expression grew somber, and she squeezed Akkra's hand. The woman frowned, and she stared at the wooden wall for a moment, her thoughts dark.

"Something happened to me and... Bo was the one who witnessed it."

Jane shuddered. She quickly shuffled closer to Akkra and rubbed her soft arm.

"You don't have to tell me, Ma."

"I don't mind it," Akkra replied firmly, and she fixed her gaze on Jane's face. "It is in the past. I only regret that Bo saw. He was only eight. He was never the same after that."

Jane kept her mouth shut as Akkra retold the events that led to Bo's personality changing. She didn't know if she wanted to hear it, but she respected Akkra's desire to share.

"He used to be like every other Orc. Confident in himself, curious about the world. Roughed and tumbled with the others."

Akkra rubbed her thumb along the back of Jane's hand and sucked in a deep breath. Over ten years had passed since the accident and it was still fresh in her mind.

"We took in an Orc during the winter season, which was a bad one. We were in the middle of a blizzard and Yamarz approved of this Orc staying only until it passed. A couple days turned into a week, and then another."

Jane tried to picture a snowstorm in Riten but she found herself unable to conjure the image. It must not occur very often.

"I was down in the cellar one day, going over our supplies. They were dwindling pretty quickly and we needed to make a trip to Riften. Bo was with me, but he was playing with his wooden sword somewhere, smashing it against empty barrels. I didn't hear somebody come down."

Jane's eyes widened. Her stomach dropped as she realized what Akkra was telling her.

"It was the... the Orc we had taken in. I didn't hear him until he was right behind me..."

Akkra's voice cut off, and she tried to let out a slow breath. Jane could see that it still affected her to this day, and she felt terrible.

"Please, Ma..." Jane whispered, and she reached up to rub Akkra's back. "You don't have to tell me the details."

"W-Well you know what I'm trying to say," Akkra mumbled thickly, and she tried to take a deep breath. "Bo saw everything..."

Jane felt her heart breaking inside. She wished she could go back in time and prevent it from ever happening, but it was done. Akkra had been raped by an Orc they had so generously given shelter during a winter storm, and an eight-year-old Bo had been the one to witness such a vile crime being committed against his mother.

"That's terrible," Jane gasped, and she quickly wrapped her arms around Akkra's firm shoulders.

"That's why I am happy," Akkra whispered against Jane's neck. "That my son has found love, and with somebody as kind as you. I started to grow worried when he grew older and shied away from any romance with another Orc."

Akkra squeezed Jane tight, and for a long time, they just held each other. The two women remained on that outpost for a long while, talking about many other things.

Down below, Bo lounged at the table with his father and Naz, a bottle of ale in his hands. He could see Jane and Akkra up on the outpost and seeing them together made him feel indescribable. Two of the most precious women in his life were spending time together, and those feelings overpowered any horrible memories he might have harbored from his childhood.

Later in the afternoon Akkra wandered down the wooden steps and joined Bo at the table. She rubbed his shoulder with a smile and Bo leaned in to kiss her cheek. Jane remained up on the outlook by herself. She sat against the wall and stared out at nothing, her thoughts far away.

"What is Jane doing up there?" He asked, curious.

"She's just thinking," Akkra replied lightly.

Across from them, Morgul glanced back at the outlook post, and then he began to stand up.

"Where are you going?" Bo asked, and his father shot him a grin.

"To speak with Jane, if that's alright with you?" Morgul teased.

Akkra laughed, and Bo waved him off.

"Go on then, Pa. Don't embarrass me."

"I would never do such a thing," Morgul growled, but he was smiling.

Morgul effortlessly ascended the stairs two steps at a time and strode over to where the young woman was sitting. Jane blinked as she realized she wasn't alone, and she quickly shot Morgul a smile as he approached.

"What are you doing up here all by yourself?" Morgul greeted, and he took a seat beside Jane.

"I was just thinking."

"About what?"

"Too much," Jane laughed, and she rubbed her arm. "Mostly about Bo."

"I'm assuming Akkra told you what happened then," Morgul responded, and Jane could hear the tightness in his voice.

"She did, yes."

"Then enough with the negative," Morgul continued, and he squeezed Jane's shoulder. "I still beat myself up every day that I couldn't prevent it, but we have to move on."

"You're right," Jane nodded. "Bo is doing wonderful, all things considered."

"He's got a lot of his plate."

"He really does," Jane sighed, though she smiled. "Bo is stronger than he thinks."

"What about you, Jane?"

Jane was silent for a moment, and she turned her gaze up towards Bo's father. Her expression was soft, and he peered back at her with familiar blue eyes.

"I try not to think about me," Jane confessed quietly. "It's easier to focus on Bo."

"You can't just lose yourself in another person. You gotta take care of yourself too."

"I know... I know..."

"You're a giver, that much is obvious," Morgul chuckled. "Much like my wife. She always gave, selflessly."

"You're both incredible," Jan replied fondly, and Morgul grinned. "I don't think Bo would have turned out as good as he did if it weren't for such supportive parents."

"Akkra says you don't know where your parents are... I'm sorry to hear that."

"It's okay... I just hope they're not suffering because of me."

"Don't even say that," Morgul growled, and he wrapped a thick green arm around Jane's slender shoulders. "You did nothing wrong. You are the victim in this."

"I-I suppose," Jane mumbled thickly, and she plucked at the sleeve of her tunic.

"There are many things in life that we just can't control. This is one of those things."

"You're right."

Morgul rubbed Jane's shoulder for a moment, and then he pulled away. He reached up and tucked a strand of Jane's soft hair behind her round ear with a warm smile.

"Thanks, Morgul," Jane started, and she was quickly cut off.

"Call me Pa. You're going to be our daughter-in-law soon enough anyways."

Jane nearly choked as she spluttered out a reply.

"What," Jane gasped, and her face turned bright red. "Th-That's um... we're not... I-I..."

Morgul laughed, and he fondly patted the top of Jane's head.

"Calm down my dear. I'm teasing. But come on... you know Bo is going to ask you someday. It'll probably take him a solid year before he gets enough courage."

Jane's pulse raced, and she nervously rubbed her arm while Morgul continued to laugh. Eventually, she couldn't help but smile. His laugh was contagious.

"Don't tease me," Jane whined softly. "I'd marry Bo in a heartbeat."

"I'm sure he'll wait until all of this Dragonborn business is finished," Morgul grunted softly, and he rubbed his chin with a thoughtful expression.

"You're probably right. I don't mind," Jane shrugged, smiling. "I'm not in any rush."

"Good girl."

Morgul gave her shoulder one last squeeze and then he stood up.

"Come on, Bo's probably having withdrawals from being away from you for too long."

Jane laughed, and she stood up as well. The pair walked back down the stairs and wandered over to where Bo was still sitting. He said something to Naz and then looked up as they approached. Akkra had left a few minutes earlier to begin preparing dinner.

"Did he say anything embarrassing?" Bo asked as Jane took a seat beside him.

Jane leaned up and kissed his cheek. Her soft green eyes glittered at him mischievously, but she simply shrugged.

"Not really."

"Yeah right," Bo growled, and he dipped down for a kiss.

"Even if I did, it's my right," Morgul retorted, and he accepted the bottle of ale from Naz's outstretched hand. "Thank you, brother."

Within a few minutes dinner was served, and everybody sat down to enjoy a hot meal under a beautiful sunset. Jane felt lighter than she had in weeks, and she smiled when Bo rubbed her thigh underneath the table. He had been watching her while he ate, and he noticed that she looked pleased.

"What did you talk about?" Bo mumbled quietly.

Jane took a sip of her ale and glanced up at him, a smile on her lips.

"Just fatherly things," Jane responded. "Mostly about you. Don't worry, nothing embarrassing was mentioned."

"If you say so," Bo replied, but he wasn't convinced.

The rest of the evening passed spent with good company. Eventually, everyone retired to the longhouse to sleep and Bo walked with Jane back to their tent, hand in hand. Naz and Lynne stayed a little longer, quietly talking amongst themselves by the fire. They waved as the young couple passed, and Naz nuzzled Lynne's pale cheek after they passed. She said something, and his deep laughter floated after them.

Bo led Jane into the tent and they both spent a few moments taking off their boots. Jane slipped under the covers of their bedroll and Bo followed a moment later. He reached out for her, and Jane smiled as she shuffled closer and his warm arms wrapped around her in a tight hold.

"How are you feeling?" Jane asked softly, and she craned her head back to look up at Bo.

She couldn't quite tell what he was thinking. Bo gazed down at Jane, his eyes roaming over her pretty features in the dark. Then he leaned down and kissed her soft pink lips.

"I'm fine, at least I think I am... I have some memories that I'd rather not think about."

"Then don't think about them," Jane whispered firmly, and she kissed him back.

Bo's pulse raced as he embraced Jane, and their kisses deepened. He liked the way she was flexible with either taking the lead or letting him explore. A shiver of excitement ran up his spine as Jane trailed her lips down his jaw and her hands began to move underneath the blankets. She rubbed the palm of one hand along his thick thigh and Bo sucked in a deep breath as she drew closer to his manhood, which became swollen as he grew more aroused.

Jane reveled in the way Bo shivered under her touch and she continued to kiss along his jaw while she rubbed him through the leather of his breeches. Bo's eyes squeezed shut and he clenched the back of her tunic with both hands, growling softly.

"Jane," Bo mumbled thickly, feeling himself get lost in desire. "I wo-won't be able to stay quiet."

"You should try."

Jane smirked, feeling all too naughty as she began tugging at the strings to Bo's breeches. She had to admit she enjoyed how much Bo squirmed under her touches as he struggled to stay quiet in their little tent. The idea of someone overhearing them made her ache between her legs but she wanted to focus on Bo tonight. His erection was throbbing hard against the leather confines of his pants and he panted loudly as Jane kissed and nibbled his sensitive ears.

"Jane," Bo gasped.

"Yes, Bo?"

"Would you... please do what you did... last time?" Bo huffed breathlessly.

A grin spread across Jane's face, and she leaned back to look at her Orc. He was a sweaty, squirming mess as he laid beside Jane, gasping for air. She had now freed his member and it rose up long and plump between his trembling thighs.

Jane chose not to answer him. Instead, she slipped under the covers and a moment later Bo could feel her silky-smooth lips on his cock. A moan ripped out from deep in his throat and Bo hastily clamped a hand over his mouth as he bucked his hips. Jane's touch was like molten lava and he was completely at her mercy as she pleasured him under their blanket.

It took only a few minutes for Bo to climax and try as he could he was unable to stay quiet. A few ragged moans escaped his lips and his back arched as Jane eagerly swallowed his seed. When she was finished, she continued stroking Bo for a few moments and she tossed the blanket back so she could look up at him. Her face was flushed bright red from being underneath the warm blanket and she wiped at her lips as she watched Bo come down from his orgasm.

"There's no way somebody didn't hear us," Jane chuckled.

"Jane," Bo groaned, and he covered his face with both hands. "You're awful."

"I am not!" Jane protested softly, and she slid her body along Bo's so she was laying down.

She rubbed his heaving chest as he slowed his breathing back down to normal and he finally opened his eyes to look at her.

"No, but you know I can't stay quiet. You're so naughty, Jane."

"You love it," Jane growled softly.

Jane giggled as Bo wrapped his arms around her and showered her face with kisses. When they had both calmed down Bo pulled the blankets up around their bodies and closed his eyes, sighing softly. Jane's head rested against his chest and she sighed softly, almost asleep. Bo breathed in the sweet scent of her hair and within a few minutes, he was fast asleep.

A/N: I really appreciate all the kind reviews. I'm coming pretty close to the end of my pre-written chapters. Because of my limited time and motivation, updates will most likely come to a sudden halt. But! Have no fear, I will absolutely be seeing this story through to the end and thank you in advance for the patience.