Hi everyone! want to say thank you to the new followers! I rushed this chapter a bit, i didn't want to let you guys down! as always any comments are much appreciated!

"Hawke pay attention." Isabella whispered, her lips caressed his ears. Hawke turned around trying to swing the staff as effectively as possible, and Isabella simply stopped the staff with her arm and smirked. "Weak, come on Hawke give me a challenge at least." Isabella grabbed the staff and pulled Hawke forward causing Hawke to bump into her, at first she thought Isabella was going to kiss her but then she felt the point of her dagger gently pressed into her stomach.

"Is that a dagger in your hands or are you just happy to see me." Hawke smiled, and Isabella smirked.

"Oh don't tempt me." Isabella put the dagger back in its place. "I doubt your boy toy would approve." Isabella gave a sexy smile to Fenris, Hawke used to get nervous about this. She loved Isabella and counted her as one of her closest friends but Isabella made it clear she got what she wanted. Now she realized Isabella did it more to get under her skin.

"The...boy toy, as you call me...would not." Fenris was leaning against the wall attached to the stair case. They where practicing in the entry hall of hos mansion, it being the biggest empty space available.

What Isabella did not notice was Fenris was very aware that they were only joking. He would never admit it to Isabella but he trusted Hawke enough to know that there flirting was just fun and nothing serious. Hawke could see it though, clear as day. She wondered if he wouldn't tell her because he knew that she would either stop completely...or increase it.

Hawke rubbed the back of her neck, she was tired. Isabella was a much faster fighter then Fenris or Aveline. Though she guessed that was the definition of rouge, faster then the giant ads blades that can cut you in half. She didn't feel she was getting better though...

Fenris watched Hawke as her shoulders dropped and she rubbed a kink out of her neck. He could tell she was tired, she wouldn't say it though. Stubborn as she was, she would sooner work herself to passing out then admit the great Hawke, champion of Fereldon ,was tired.

Isabella spoke before Fenris could "Well as much as I love hightown." She said dryly "I promised Varric I would help with his story. See you two love birds around." Isabella gave a weird salute thing then swayed her way out the door after sharing a look with Fenris that told him she could see Hawke was tired as well.

Fenris came up to Hawke and took her hand. She looked up at him and gave a wary smile. How did he not see she was so worn out. He smiled and kissed her, then with his quickly reflexes picked her up bridal style and carried her to his room.

"FENRIS PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!" Hawke clinged to him tightly making strange sounds.

Fenris couldn't help but chuckle and ignore her request. He kicked open his door and walked over to his bed and layed her down

"alright armor off."

Hawke looked at him, her jaw dropped "You think you can make me work my ass off, then scare me half to death and just expect me to get naked?"

"Not naked, just almost." He leaned down and kissed her, starting to work on her rogues armor.

Hawke didn't like how her body reacted to his so willingly. She should be angry but the second he kissed her she was willing to do much of anything. She wondered if it was the fact they hadn't had sex yet. She kissed back and helped with the removal of her armor.

When he was content with the lack of armor he suddenly flipped her over so she was on her stomach and slowly and gently pulled her shirt up, secretly admiring how Smooth yet scarred her back was.

Hawke didn't move, she was confused as to what the heck was going on, then she moaned as she felt Fenris rub his fingers into her back. He started with her shoulders pushing his thumbs against the muscles on her shoulder blades. Then slid his hand into her shirt to rub her arms, in the same movement he straddled her butt. He brought his hands back down, he slowly rubbed her back, working out every knot in his path. He paid extra attention to her spine, making it pop in the sexiest way possible. She closed her eyes biting her lip. She needed this.

Fenris softly smiled feeling Hawke relax under his fingers. He worked his way down her back till he reached the curve of her back right before her butt and paused. She had several scars on her back, no doubt a few from fights recently, but one stood out to him. One he knew immediately and what caused it. He traced the circular scar on her lower back and she shuddered. He had seen her get this, it was from the dark roads expedition. On there way out they had run into their share of dark spawn.

"Fenris?"

He snapped out of the memory and looked at Hawkes back "I didn't think mages got close enough to the fight to get so many scars."

Hawke smiled "If that was true I wouldn't need the fighting lessons."

He smirked and leaned down kissing the part of her spine right where her shoulder blades stopped, he kissed his way up till her shirt got in the way and he pulled her shirt down as he got off of her.

"Thanks Fenris...I needed that." She gave a lazy smile still laying on her stomach.