A/N: I hope you all are still with me! I know that the story is starting slow but I think starting with this chapter it will start to pick up the pace. Read and enjoy, tell me what you think. Also, thank you to my readers for more reviews; I honestly love hearing what you have to say. Reviews to me are like Christmas presents. But enough chit chat…back to the story!
Chapter Four: Won't Say No
The world was silent as the early morning rays of sunlight began to peek out from over the horizon. The ground, thick with mud, was spotted with puddles from the heavy rain of the night before. As the sun continued to rise, Allan and Djaq slowly began to stir. Djaq, still curled against Allan's warm chest, blinked away the bleariness of her eyes; the routine of camp had her used to waking at dawn.
Moving slowly and carefully, Djaq stretched out her legs from their position, and felt her joints pop with satisfaction. Despite her attempts to let Allan sleep longer, she heard her lover groan with annoyance: Allan always hated waking early in the morning.
"Dammit woman, it's too early for you to move just yet. The birds aren't even up yet..." Allan's gruff voice faded into an unintelligible mutter and Djaq couldn't help but giggle at his early morning ways. She leaned close to his face, watching him blearily blink his eyes which looked even bluer in the morning night.
"Allan my love, it's the winter. The birds wouldn't be out and about anyway." Allan could never back down when he was getting teased. He rolled over, crushing Djaq beneath his deadweight and slyly talked back, "Well darling, that just means we can stay in this room until they do. I've always favored springtime the most. I know exactly how to stay busy until then." Allan looked down at Djaq, all early morning gruffness evaporated from his appearance and the cheeky trickster grin once again splayed across his face.
"If only Allan, you and I both have to get back soon…the men are probably worrying and the last thing I need is for one of them to come looking for me." Allan, who had swung his legs over the bed froze with his backed hunched over, as if hiding himself from the truth in Djaq's words. With his eyes closed, Allan ran his hands through his bed-ruffled hair and sighed. "Please Djaq; I don't know when I'll see you next. Before last night, it had been nearly three weeks. And God knows I can't handle anything longer than that."
Djaq came up to kneel behind Allan rubbing his shoulders to work out his new stiffness with her nimble healer's hands. "My love, we wouldn't have to keep waiting. Come back to the camp with me, maybe Robin—"
"No." Allan abruptly stood from the bed, keeping his back towards Djaq and standing with his fists clenched in rage. "You know I can't go back there Djaq. If I do, Robin and the men will kill me, they still think I'm a traitor. And if Gisbourne or the Sherriff hears I tried to return, they'll find me and kill me. There is not going back to my old life. I'm a traitor. I'll always be the traitor. You can think you see the good in me Djaq but that sure as hell doesn't mean anyone else will." Throughout his speech Allan paced around the room, gathering the clothes strewn about the floor and angrily placing them back onto his body.
Djaq, slightly stunned by Allan's sudden outburst, couldn't help but feel guilty. She constantly pressured Allan to try to return to his old life. He never agreed. "I know Allan. I am sorry for asking. It's just…it's just so hard." Allan, now fully clothed turned to finally look at Djaq.
A flush had risen to his cream colored cheeks and the flare of anger that resided in his eyes slowly dimmed. "Trust me love," he slowly said, "I know that better than anyone." Picking up his sword from the table near the washbasin, the only thing that was carefully placed in the room, he placed it into the sheath at his leather belt. "Come love get dressed, it's time we get back to reality, eh?" Djaq returned a feeble grin at Allan's attempt to make light at the situation, her lover always tried to be strong.
Allan watched as Djaq picked up her clothes from the ground, seeing her naked body glow in the new daylight affected his body strongly, despite having been exhausted last night. So beautiful. She should be reminded of it every day. I could have been the man to do it. Djaq glanced at Allan, the mischievous glint shining in her warm depths; she turned towards her lover allowing him a full view of her slim body.
Allan felt his heart jolt in his chest, pushing out so strongly he was sure Djaq had noticed. Slowly, ever so slowly, Allan trailed his eyes down her tanned body. From the silken curls of her short black hair, down the graceful swoop of her neck, over her perky breasts and hardened nipples. Allan swallowed hard, his throat constricting from containing a moan. Her flat stomach gave way to the womanly curve of her hips, just below was what marked her for a true woman. A truly beautiful woman, Allan thought. Her slim legs lay below, with the muscle she had gained from a hardened camp life showing the strength Allan knew she had.
She strode proudly forward, obviously gaining confidence from seeing Allan's reaction. She leaned close to his ear, smirking as she heard his breath catch. "It is early yet Allan. Perhaps a few minutes will not delay us too much." She picked up Allan's large strong hand and controlled his fingers, skimming them over her body in an untraceable pattern.
Allan felt his self control collapse yet again, losing all concentration as the blood in his brain rushed downwards. Djaq untied his trousers, letting them slip just enough to release Allan's manhood. As if they hadn't made love the night before, Allan was ready and filled with the overwhelming desire to take his woman yet again.
Her hands, which he had seen be so gentle when soothing the wounded, grabbed him roughly and pumped his hardened dick, causing curse after curse to roll of Allan's tongue. Pushing her hands aside, Allan picked up Djaq's naked body and slammed her against the nearest wall, forcing her to wrap her lean legs around his body for support. "Your wish is my command, my fair maiden." Allan dipped his head to snag on nipple securely with his mouth, biting hard enough to emit a pleasured moan from Djaq. He knew they were both ready, there was no need to spend more time with foreplay.
He took a firmer hold of her hips and pushed himself into her tight, warm tunnel. Her wetness covered Allan as he pulled out again, beginning the pattern they loved so much. Djaq leaned her head on the wall behind her, speaking in low, sultry Arabic that Allan could not follow. He didn't have to understand the language to know it was good she was speaking it.
Djaq wrapped her legs more tightly around Allan's hips, giving him a better angle and forcing him to push even deeper. "Yes Alan, oh yes just there." With a final push, Djaq's walls shuddered and tightened, pushing Allan to find his release as well. They froze there for a moment, both not wanting to leave the paradise they had created. But as life began to stir downstairs, the two separated from each other and both began righting their appearances before leaving the room.
Before opening the door, Allan covered Djaq's lips in a sweet lingering kiss. "Until next time my love. You will be on my mind always. Be safe, be well. I love you." He exited the door first, throwing up his hood to cover his face. Djaq counted to sixty before doing the same, leaving the room and walking down the rickety wooden stairs of the inn.
She hurried through the main room, ignoring the barman's inquires to if she wanted breakfast before she left and passed out into the outside world. She blended into the morning business of the people of Nottingham easily, moving out towards to gate that would lead her to the path back to the forest.
Before she could reach the open door however, she felt a strong arm wrap around her waist and a hand muffle her possible protests. An angry male voice whispered into her ear and Djaq felt a frightened chill drip down her spine as she recognized the man behind her. "Hello Djaq."
Having been released by the hand that covered her mouth, Djaq replied in a voice hushed by fear, "Hello Robin."
A/N: Ohhh nooo wha's gonna happen now? I was having trouble deciding if it should be Will or Robin who found Djaq, so we'll see how this choice plays out. I'm sorry my chapters keep coming out so short, I've been busy and plagued by writer's block. But, Cliffhanger? I think yes. Please review!