Title: Take Me

Chapter 6: Gwib-Gwib

"Well Met?"

"Mae govannen."

"Until Tomorrow?"

"Tenna' tul're."

Today's lesson was Solas testing to see how much she remembered from chapter's one through five.

"You look good?"

"Lle maa quel."

Solas nodded, "Good. You are doing fine work today, da'len."

"Ma serannas, Hahren."

He looked down at her as she flipped through the book.

"Your head is empty?"

"Dolle naa lost."

"Do you want to dance?"

"Lle merna salk?"

"Be silent?"

"Dina."

Solas stood behind her, looking down as she mouthed the words. Leaning down looking at the book and picked his next word.

"Pride."

Soora paused for a moment, feeling Solas's breath on her neck, "...Solas."

"My beloved."

"...A–A'maelamin."

"Follow." Solas' voice became softer as he leaned in.

"...Soo..ra." Soora swallowed, trying not to turn her head towards Solas.

"My Love." Soora

"Melamin." Solas leaned on the desk on front of her, finally getting her to look at him.

"I shall treasure your gift in my heart." Solas stared into her eyes. Soora felt her mouth become dry.

"...A...Amin harmuva...onalle e'cormamin."

Solas nodded and kissed her quickly before he stood back up, "To think, you would be done with the first five chapters within days. Truly remarkable."

She nodded, feeling light headed, "Y-Yeah...who knew."

"Everything alright, da'len?" Solas looked at her.

Soora nodded, waving him away, "Yes, yes...just..."

Solas looked at her, "Just?"

"I need to ask you something...about this morning," Soora could feel the tips of her ears turning red as he moved over to her.

"We were...in the Fade?"

Solas chuckled, leaning on her desk, "Yes and no. You forced yourself into my dream...manipulating it for yourself."

"So...I manipulated your dream into my own with the help of the Fade?" Soora asked. Solas nodded, "I think I came back just in time. You are a very powerful mage, demons will prey upon that power. I will help you learn to control your dreams better."

When she heard the words 'help you' she knew he meant 'make more tallies so I have more power.' She groaned and slammed her head on the table, whining, "No."

Solas raised an eyebrow, "You do not want my help?"

Soora shook her head, "I do. I really do. Just please no tallies with this fade crap. Not attracting demons is a lot harder then not saying words correctly."

Solas nodded, "Agreed. When we are in the fade, no tallies will be counted."

"Thank you, Solas."

"I will out them once I've woken up."

"Wait...what?" Soora looked up at Solas.

"I remember everything, da'len. I can count every mistake you've made once I've woken up."

"You are...the biggest ass in the world."

Solas commented back something in elven, smirking at the fact that she didn't know it – some words she had yet to learn. She understood all but one word. Mouthing them she looking through he book Solas was writing. Solas couldn't help but smirk as she tried to find out what he said. Moving over her library, he fingered through her books.

"Gwib..." She skimmed each page.

It took her a couple minutes to find the word, "Gwib means..." Her breath hitched as she felt him behind her. Even if the back part of the chair was separating them, she could feel him coming down on her.

"What does it mean?" Solas asked, leaning his arms onto the chair and looking down at her, his head tilted.

"Gwib means-"

"The whole sentence, da'len." She could hear the wolfish smile forming on his lips. Her lips parted as his hands came to rest on her shoulders.

"M...my–" she held her breath as his chin rested on her head.

"Da'len?"

"You know what, just give me like...infinity amount of tallies because I am not repeating that." She stood up, putting her hands up in defence.

"Say the word," Solas said, not at all in a stern voice, pulling the chair away and pushing her softly against the desk. She turned around quickly before he trapped her.

Soora sighed, "Really?"

Solas nodded, "Trust me."

"Gwib."

"Now two times."

"Gwib-Gwib." She slightly giggled at the sound of it.

Solas smiled, leaning in and kissing her neck, "A good reason to know that word is because it can be an insult, an inside joke, a good comeback..." He nipped at her next, "Sexual."

Soora giggled more, putting her hand over her mouth as she thought of something, "That is totally your new nickname."

Solas pulled back, "No."

"Gwib-Gwib."

"No."

Soora could contain her laugher anymore, seeing the displeasure on Solas' face only added more to her liking the nickname. She leaned into his chest and laughed until she cried. Solas just stood there, an annoyed look on his face – though he was slightly amused. Soora looked up at him and giggled some more, "My Gwib-Gwib."

Solas hid his smile by shaking his head and walking around the desk towards the door.

"Wait! Gwib-Gwib," Solas turned around for a second before Soora fell onto her desk in a fit of laughter.

Solas made a noise, rolling his eyes, "I will see you at lunch."

"Until later, my Gwib-Gwib!"

He could still hear her laughter as he got to the main hall.

Never was he going to talk dirty in elven again.

ADD NOTE: 3 out of the 5 people I am using as elven experts in this chapter say Gwib means cock...I think that just worked out perfectlyfor me. Right as I was about to get rid half the chapter, one of my friends messages me a couple derogatory remarks in elven, most of them were just plan rude and unattractive as I wrote it in – and the last remark was 'My cock is bigger.' The only reason I did not write the full sentence in Elven was because none could actually find the world 'bigger' only big our huge. I tried writing it with huge and it didn't feel right, so I just improvised and this came out c: I hope everyone liked the chapter! More to come soon.