Chapter Two: Spend the Night
Allan strode purposefully towards Djaq, sweeping her into his strong arms and folding her into his body as he felt his heart beat erratically. Like a never ending hymn, the words she's here, she came circled around and around his mind and clouded all other thoughts. Allan inhaled deeply, breathing in her specific scent of musk, spice and earth with an overlying scent of fresh rain. Always. I could do this always.
"Hello love. You had me scared for a bit, I was worried you wouldn't come this time."
Slowly Djaq lifted her head from Allan's chest, color rising back into her cheeks from the sudden warmth and eyes deepening in the growing darkness of the room. "Oh Allan, it's getting so much harder to do this. With every visit the boys grow more suspicious; Robin has been giving me this stare, as if he knows what I'm doing. Much has been forcing me to help him with the housekeeping."
Her deep grimace received the infamous Allan A'Dale cheeky grin, and in turn a playful slap from Djaq. "Don't smirk at me like that Allan, I'm trying to be serious here. Will especially has been trying to keep me busy…" Immediately the smile from Allan's faced dropped, quickly replaced by a scowl.
"What's dear William doing now? I swear if his dirty carpenter hands try and touch you I'll-" Djaq walked forward and placed her hands on Allan's chest, his skin burning from her slight touch.
"Shhh Allan, it does not matter what Will wants or tries to do. No matter how hard it may be to do so, or what other people try to do, you have to know I'll come back to you Allan." Allan felt his shoulders relax, not even having felt the tension that was there. Sliding his hand against the soft skin of her neck, Allan began curling the soft black curls of her hair around his rough fingers, trapping the silky locks around his knuckles.
"I don't know what I did to get you love, and God knows I don't deserve you, but I am one lucky bastard. You always know what to say and how to say it. Thank God or I would've ripped Will to shreds by now." His smirk returned at seeing Djaq's attempt to hide her grin.
"You are most certainly good enough for me Allan A'Dale. And I would prefer it if you would keep from killing Will. Someone has to keep the camp in good shape." Finally letting her smile take over, Djaq wrapped her arms around Allan and pressed her forehead to his.
"But tonight Master A'Dale, I am all yours." Allan's chest rumbled as he laughed at Djaq's first comment, the second causing a tight clench in his stomach and a rush of blood under his skin. In one swift motion Allan lifted Djaq completely into his arms, holding her bridal style and tucking her head into the crook of his neck. "Well love, I'll be sure to make the most of it," he whispered huskily into her ear.
Allan turned and easily dropped Djaq onto the edge of the bed. She's too slight already and it's sure to be a rough winter. She needs more food. Djaq sat up and swung her legs over the side of the small bed, the toes of her boots just brushing the worn hardwood floor beneath. Seeing this, Allan let out a deep chuckle and bent to remove Djaq's muddy leather boots.
"How we were ever nervous of you when we first met I'll never know; just a petite lady under that disguise of yours." Without a pause, Djaq wrapped her legs around Allan's neck, squeezing the sides and trapping him with her knees.
Leaning close to his stunned expression, Djaq smirked at Allan's widened eyes and softly said, "Are you nervous now Allan A'Dale? From what I see now I can certainly take care of my petite self." The effects of his initial shock wearing off, Allan chuckled once again and rubbed the legs that continued to hold him captive.
"To be honest love, if this is your attempt at scaring me, you'll have to do a lot better," glancing at the view in front of him and smirking as he looked back at her he continued, "I'd be trapped here forever if this is the view I got." His playful remark received yet another playful slap from Djaq.
Unraveling her legs Djaq removed her still damp cloak and threw it by the fire into a black heap. She pulled Allan down on top of her as she lay back onto the soft mattress beneath her. "Allan, you talk far too much." She stopped his booming laugh with her soft lips, effectively quieting him. As the nighttime rain continued to pound against the roof above their heads, the forbidden lovers left their world behind, leaving only thoughts of each other on their minds.