A/N: Thank you for the reviews, favourites and follows for last chapter. Sorry this took so long. Work has been crazy and I have family visiting until July 16. This chapter is from another prompt that one of my readers provided. Thank you so much, Guest :) Not sure if you're the same Guest as last time. In either case, thank you!

Unbeta'd. All mistakes are mine.

Prompt: Kennash making love in their candlelit room while it's raining. Total cliche but :)

Disclaimer: Not mine. All Reign characters belong to Laurie McCarthy and Stephanie Sengupta and The CW. I'm just playing with them.

The Drizzle of the Rain

It was the first spring rain and it had been a surprise. One moment the sun had been shining and the next moment, rain had poured down on them while Bash had been giving Kenna another riding lesson. They arrived at the castle, drenched to the bone dripping on the floors as they went. It was fortunate that their room was close to a set of servant staircases as the pair ran up and entered their room where they could strip themselves of the wet clothing.

With the coolness of the spring weather, the fire was still burning in the fireplace in their room though it was now down to embers. Bash having stripped his cloak, jacket and shirt off in quick succession, threw a couple of logs on to bring the temperature of the room up so that when they did put on dry clothes they would start to warm up. In order to see better in the room by the darkened, stormy skies, Bash lit several candles as well. By this point, Kenna managed to remove her cloak, but the dress was still clinging to her corset which had been soaked through as well. She moved closer to the fire once the logs caught.

Looking up at his wife, Bash asked with concern, "Do you need help? You shouldn't stay in the wet clothes for too long."

"Yes, please" said Kenna, while she fiddled with the sash tie. "I'll need you to help with the buttons at the back and then the corset. But take off the rest of your wet clothes first. There's no point in both of us sitting in wet things."

Bash nodded and sat in a chair to remove his boots, socks, trousers and underwear. "I'm sorry the clouds opened up. If I thought that it would rain so much, I would have postponed the lesson."

"That's all right," Kenna smiled at him. "I enjoyed it while it lasted. We weren't out in the rain all that long."

"No, just long enough to thoroughly soak us through," said Bash with a sigh, walking behind her. He moved her wet hair all to the front of one side so that he could access the buttons.

"Don't be too hard on yourself," said Kenna, craning her neck to look at him. "These things happen."

"I've unbuttoned all the buttons I can see," said Bash, looking for more buttons on the dress. "You can at least pull it over your head. Did you want me to do that?"

Kenna nodded. "Once you're done that, please help me untie the corset."

Bash reached down and grabbed the bottom and lifted the entire dress above her head in one quick motion. "That's one down."

"See the tie in the back?" asked Kenna.

"Yes," said Bash, looking at his wife's back, barely able to take his eyes off her bare skin. Seeing goosebumps, he quickly caresses her upper arms to generate some friction to warm her.

"Just pull it to untie the knots the servant made this morning," said Kenna looking behind her. "This would have been faster if I chose a different corset." When he doesn't respond, she asked, "Bash?"

"Yes," said Bash, startled out of his reverie. "Right, let me untie this so that you can warm up." He then made quick work of the corset ties that the servant had worked so diligently on that morning. Casting it aside, he grabbed a blanket from the foot of their bed and wrapped it around her to keep her warm. "Would you like me to help you with your wet skirt and other undergarments or would you prefer that I hold this while you remove them?"

Kenna hugged the blanket around her and smiled at his need to let her choose. Tilting her head against the warmth of the blanket, she asked, "If you wouldn't mind removing them for me?" Her eyes wandering from his manhood to his face and her mouth formed a mischievous grin.

"Of course," said Bash, reaching inside the blanket to pull down her wet skirt. Pulling a chair closer to the fire, "Please sit so I can remove your riding boots before the rest."

"Kenna did as he bid and held out her legs from under the blanket. Since she was a child, no one had taken such good care of her. She watched as Bash eased the boots off before he removed the socks.

"Stand up so that I can remove the rest," said Bash, looking up at her.

Standing up again, while her husband removed the long and short undergarments, she asked, "Aren't you cold?"

"The warmth of the fire is enough." Bash looked up from below while he worked. "You can sit down again. Let me get a towel and I'll dry your hair."

Sitting down after all her clothes were removed with care, Kenna looked at the fire. "When do you think we can go out riding again?"

"Anytime after the rain lets up," said Bash, wrapping the towel around her head to soak up the water first. "So the rain didn't deter you?" Now that she could steer a horse, he was teaching her how to cantor and eventually to gallop.

"Not at all." Kenna smiled, "I'm enjoying riding."

Rubbing her hair between the towel in his hands, Bash said, "I'm happy to hear that you're enjoying being on a horse. I'd like to explore our estate and the nearby area on horseback eventually."

Turning slightly to look up at her husband who was now drying the lower lengths of her hair, Kenna said, "I think that would be lovely."

While Bash continued to dry her hair, he added,"Once you're a thoroughly able horsewoman, we can even explore Paris on horseback, if you wish."

"That sounds exciting," said Kenna. "The only large city I've only been to is Edinburgh."

Reaching to touch the hair near the top of her head, Bash said, "I think that's all I'm able to do with the towel. The rest will have to dry on its own."

Standing up, Kenna turned face to her husband, "Thank you for taking such care of me." She then leaned up to kiss him.

Feeling Kenna's soft lips upon his, Bash pulled her closer under the blanket and deepened the kiss. The act of undressing his wife and drying her hair had awoken his desire unexpectedly. He wanted to kiss her all over, to caress her soft skin, to hear her soft moans and to make sweet love to her, but first he wanted her to feel his love through the kiss that they shared. The roar of the fire and the soft drizzle of the rain falling gently against the windows will make a lovely backdrop to his worship of her.

While the kiss progressed, Kenna snaked her arms about his neck, to run her fingers through his still damp hair and the blanket around her slowly slipped from her shoulders, pooling about their feet. With his warm body against her, she reveled in the feeling of skin on skin and with the warmth of the fire behind her, she wasn't cold anymore.

Bash having had the fill of her sweet mouth, moved to kiss her jawline before progressing to her pulse point, where he sucked, nipped and kissed thoroughly. Kenna, loving the kisses on her neck, leaned back to give him more access, sighing softly. Her sighs drove Bash wild and made him realize that this would be much more comfortable in bed.

Once he had made his mark on her pulse point, he led her there. Sitting down, he pulled her between his legs and she leaned down to kiss him. Bash deepened the kiss and his tongue sought entrance which Kenna readily gave. While they kissed, their tongues were engaged in an erotic dance that neither wanted to end. When Bash finally pulled away, Kenna moved to straddle him and gently push him down onto the bed where she started to kiss his jaw, down his neck and his chest.

Before she moved lower, Bash said in a deeper, husky voice, "Why don't we move up the bed so that you'll be more comfortable?"

Kenna could only nod her answer and followed him up to the head of the bed, where he laid down again. Once they were positioned better, she resumed her kisses down his belly before taking his growing member in her mouth. Bash groaned with pleasure and ran his fingers through her hair. "Oh God, that feels so good." After moving up and down his member several times, she cupped him before she moved to licked and sucked him gently, causing Bash to suck in his breath.

Bash enjoyed his wife's ministration very much but before he got too close, he sat up and pulled her up for a kiss and then lowered her onto the bed so he could worship her body like she had worshipped his. He started his kissed on her forehead, then her nose before capturing her mouth with his. Kenna ran her fingers through his hair while they shared a sensual kiss. When Bash pulled away, Kenna looked at him, her eyes darkened by desire. "Love me."

"I will." He then proceeded to kiss her once more before he moved to her jawline and then her neck. There he mumbled between kisses, "You are so beautiful." One hand moved lower to cup her breast and then to tease her nipples taut with his fingers. When he moved to suckle her other breast, Kenna moaned in pleasure and her fingers caressed his scalp. Then he moved his hand even lower to rub her nub which was already wet and throbbing. "Oh yes! More! Please!" Kenna started to writhe under his touch. One hand reaching for the sheets beside her, Kenna gripped them while she unraveled beneath him, screaming his name.

When she finally came down from her high, Bash smiled at her. "You like this?"

"Yes, very much," said Kenna, feeling very languid after she fell over the edge.

"Tell me how much you like this," said Bash, lifting her knees up and placing her feet on the bed for better access to her centre with his tongue. Bash first tested the area by sticking one finger in her warm, wet centre and he was rewarded by a moan. Next he moved to lick her nub, while he moved a couple of fingers in and out of her centre in a come hither motion. Soon Kenna was writhing again. "Oh yes!" Kenna bit her lower lip to enjoy the sensations longer. "More! Faster! Oh God!"

Before long, Kenna reached her high again as waves of pleasure cascaded through her. When she finally recovered, she rolled them over and checked to see that he was ready. After a few strokes, she determined that he was, so she moved to straddle him and impaled her centre onto his hardened member. He filled her so completely that she had to wait a little for her centre to adjust to his size.

Meanwhile, Bash nearly went over the edge once he entered her warm, moist centre. His senses heightened by how tight her core was. He placed his hands on her hips to hold her in place while he adjusted to her. Before long, he was ready and signaled it by moving his hands to cup her breasts. Kenna started to move up and down soon after. Placing her hands over his, she moved slowly at first and then built up from there. Wanting to make sure she was getting enough friction, he moved one hand to rub her nub while she moved. "Oh God, Bash! Yes! Right there! Faster!" Bash complied and before long, Kenna fell over the edge again. "Sebastian!" Her tight centre pulsed against his member, which nearly sent him over the edge.

Now that Kenna had gone again, Bash rolled them back over so he was on top without separating them and naturally she wrapped her legs behind his back to bring him deeper. He then leaned in, gave her a kiss which she returned with feeling. Once they were settled, Bash started to thrust in and out quickly, building toward a finish. Kenna, for her part, was building up again as well. Soon her breaths were coming faster and faster and she was moving her hips as a counterpoint to his movements generating maximum friction. Just before his final thrust, Kenna came again with a scream, which pushed him over the edge. "Oh God, Kenna!" At that moment just when he fell over the edge, a bolt of lightning lit up the skies outside as if to tell the world. He then let go and spilt into her. Waves of pleasure coursed through both of them reaching every extremity. The thunder that followed the lightning could be heard in the background but neither Kenna or Bash noticed.

Once he recovered enough of his senses, he rolled them slightly and collapsed on his side.

Looking at his wife, he felt a wave of tenderness for her. With his free hand, he gently caressed her cheek. "I love you."

"I love you, too." Kenna then leaned in for another kiss. Sated from their activities, this kiss conveyed the love between them.

When they finally pulled apart, Bash grinned at her. "Perhaps we should go riding in the rain again, if this is to be the result."

Another bolt of lightning, brightened the windows again which caught Kenna's attention momentarily before she looked at her husband's face again with a smile. "Perhaps, especially if such good things outweighed the bad." The thunder that accompanied the lightning clapped at that moment.

"Finally feeling a little cold, Bash reached down and pulled a blanket from the foot of the bed to cover them. Tired from their exertions they napped until it was dinner time.

A/N2: I hope that filled the prompt adequately. This is probably not 100% what you were picturing from the prompt, but it's what came about. :D This one was less intense than the last one, but hopefully no less satisfying. Thank you for reading. Please leave a review since I'll be using reviews to gauge interest. :) Hopefully, I'll have a chance to work on the next one soon, but it might not be until after family has left.

P.S. I just received in the mail a lovely autographed picture of Torrance from my wonderful friend, mimijag (atmimijag31 on twitter - after you change the word at with the symbol), who was in Monte Carlo for the Television Festival two weeks ago when Torrance and Adelaide were there and she was so wonderful as to get a personalized autograph picture for me. I can't thank you enough, my friend! You are awesome! I haven't had a chance yet but I will be scanning the original and posting it on my tumblr hopefully this week. There is a pic that Mimi took of it already on there from two weeks ago, if you want to see it now. *still grinning from ear to ear*