Fenris offered and Isabela accepted.

They have diverged from their pattern and Fenris is terrified because he offered her his bath by which he meant sex of course and Isabela took him up on it.

The tub isn't really made for two but they make due and by the time Isabela is grinding down to meet each of Fenris' thrust he has almost forgotten why this is scaring him so much.

Only when the water gets too cold and they climb out of the confined space, Isabela would have slipped if Fenris hadn't caught her from behind cupping her full breasts more by accident than design which made them both laugh, he remembers.

Fenris offered his bath and Isabela accepted sex but that isn't the whole story.

They towel each other dry and Fenris is already sweating again. He wants to ask her something important but he doesn't know how and it is almost enough to make him curse out loud when she reaches for her boots.

'Something the matter?' Isabela must have picked up on his mood, he can tell from the calculating look she is giving him. 'You are... glistening.'

Fenris swallows loud enough to be heard in the small room. Isabela promptly drops the boot and her arms are around his neck, her lips on his when his back hits the door.

He takes her against the wall, her body arching when she comes, wringing his orgasm from him as well. 'I think I might need another bath,' she says jokingly as he carefully lowers her to the floor.

'By all means...,' Fenris replies, gesturing toward the tub. But Isabela just laughs and says a quick rinse will do before she has to go.

'Don't go.'

He wants to say it out loud but the words get stuck in his throat and he just wordlessly accepts the wet rag to clean himself off as well as she shimmies back into her clothes. By the time he is done, she is dressed and walks out the door with a last, 'That was fun.'

Stay.

He wants her to but doesn't believe she would just like that, not unless he makes it worth her while and he knows the only things worth her while are ships and booty, both kind.

Fenris doesn't have a ship.

Even a skilled rogue can't hear him coming when he puts his mind to it. So Isabela has no idea that Fenris is right behind her when she opens the door to Hightown, letting in cool air and moonlight before he slams it shut again with his flat palm. Isabela flinches and gives him a puzzled look before he slings her over his shoulder and carries her up the stairs without a word.

'Hey, what are you doing?' Isabela asks slightly indignant as she half-heartedly struggles to free herself, but adds after a few seconds, 'Although the view is spectacular,' and playfully slaps him on his perfect, naked butt.

Fenris dumps her unceremoniously on his bed before he answers. 'I thought I should try my luck in piracy.' He smirks and hopes that she cannot see how desperate he really is. Or maybe he hopes she can because he doesn't know how to ask and yet he really, really needs her not to go tonight.

Isabela rolls around on the bed until she is lying on her back, upper body supported by her arms. 'Ah, everyone always thinks it's all about reaching out and grabbing whatever you want and run with it.'

Fenris raises an eye-brow at her and she answers with a smirk. 'And they are absolutely right of course.' They both laugh as Isabela reaches out with one hand and pulls Fenris on top of her.

With a sigh he settles in between her legs, careful not to put his full weight on her before he catches her lips with his own. He drinks her moans before he trails his tongue down her throat, his hands busy trying to get her clothes off again. It goes faster when she gives him a hand until she is only wearing a smile and her boots in his bed.

Fenris deliberately takes his time slipping them off for her before he kisses up the inside of her tanned legs, starting at the ankle until he reaches her hip bone. He tongues the sensitive line above her pubic hair until she squirms under his attention and wordlessly begs him to go lower.

He makes her come a third time this night just with his tongue, sucking and licking from the nub all the way to the puckered flesh of her rear, and by the time her breathing has evened out, he is ready for her again.

'Shall I kiss it?' Isabela offers sweetly and he considers it for moment before he shakes his head 'no.'

'Well, I can hardly leave you like this, can I now? That would be downright rude.' She says feigning shock at the mere suggestion.

Fenris smiles at her. 'Such manners. I am glad to hear it.'

'So, what's on your mind, sweetheart?' Isabela asks caressing his lower lip with her finger.

'Don't ever leave.'

But he still can't say it out loud, can't ask but he also cannot let her go, so instead he says, 'Turn around.'

She quirks an eyebrow at him. 'My, my, you are full of surprises tonight.'

'Is that a no?' He asks, sounding more confident than he feels.

She holds his gaze while he gently massages her buttocks, waiting for her answer.

'You know I'll need another bath after this?' She says half-jokingly as she rearranges herself on her tummy for him and somehow it's exactly the opening he needs.

'Are you in a hurry to leave?'

Isabela looks back over her shoulder at him and for a brief moment her eyes narrow and Fenris forgets how to breathe.

She holds his gaze for a few agonizing moments before she smiles. 'Not at all, sweet thing,' and Fenris feels an unexpected rush of warmth flood through him. He hears her chuckle but he doesn't care as long as she stays.

He comes inside her not long after she shouts his name and clenches around his cock and only when he pulls out and collapses next to her on the bed he realises too late that in the throes of passion he has told her over and over again how much he loves her.