WARNING! Please read this before you continue with this chapter.
Since no one seemed offended by my first try at writing smut, I will give you my second smut chapter.
So, if you don't like smut or don't like to read about Moiraine and Lan being intimate, please only read the first two paragraphs. I will give you a summary at the beginning of the next chapter.
Moiraine is having some troubles after her meeting with her blue sisters and the Seanchan.
When Nynaeve, Elayne, and Thom returned, they found Lan sitting on the bed with Moiraine curled up on him. Her head lay in his lap, and her face was pressed against his stomach, calmly inhaling his scent. One of Lan's hands lay on Moiraine's hair while his other stroked her back up and down, keeping her grounded.
Immediately, the Wisdom noticed something was off. "What happened?" she asked anxiously.
Lan lifted his head, and she saw the exhaustion in it. "We've got into a fight."
"Are you injured?" Her eyes moved over his body, but she couldn't see anything out of the ordinary. When Lan shook his head, she sighed, relieved, and the tension left her body. Calmer, she reached out and touched Moiraine's arm to check on her too. The Aes Sedai stiffened under her touch, though she said nothing. Nynaeve looked at Lan with raised eyebrows and asked, "What exactly happened?" Her hand stayed on Moiraine's arm.
"The Seanchan have captured two Aes Sedai, not one. And we ran into the second pair."
"The Aes Sedai fought against you?"
"They don't have a choice once they wear that collar. They have to obey or will be punished. The Seanchan can even feel when the channeler is holding back. It's crazy."
Nynaeve looked at Moiraine. Slowly, she understood why this woman was in such a condition. "She used Saidar to fight against her sister."
Lan nodded. "Her sister was supposed to kill me, but Moiraine protected me." At his words, the woman in his lap pressed herself closer to him. She didn't want to think about Anaiya trying to kill Lan. Why was everyone trying to take him away from her?
The uncrowned king of Malkier felt the woman's sadness and started to stroke her back again while sending her his love. They were safe and alive – at least for now. Then he continued, "At one point, the Seanchan decided to fight me in single combat, and I have to admit, they're good. It won't be easy to fight against them."
"The Aes Sedai didn't try to run?" the Wisdom asked, confused. The Seanchan couldn't have fought against Lan with this bracelet on. She must have taken it off.
But Lan shook his head sadly. "Those enslaved women are too scared to rebel against their leash holders. She even resisted when Moiraine tried to pull her with her."
"So, Egwene won't…." Nynaeve couldn't say it. It was hard to imagine that brave young woman from the Two Rivers would refuse to come with them. "No, she will never want to stay with the Seanchan."
Lan smiled at her sadly. He understood how hard it was for the Wisdom, but he had little hope that it would be easy to free Egwene. "Maybe Egwene is different."
Grimly, Nynaeve nodded, then focused on the story again. "How did you escape?"
"I knocked out the Seanchan. Sadly, the other Aes Sedai and her leash holder had appeared and shielded Moiraine." Lan felt Moiraine wincing under his touch. That moment had been excruciating for both of them so close after Moiraine's first shielding. The Warder's voice sounded pressed when he said, "I couldn't feel her anymore through the bond."
In sympathy, Nynaeve touched Lan's arm. She saw how much he was struggling. He hated not to feel his Aes Sedai.
"Oh, Moiraine." Elayne sat beside the Warder and the Aes Sedai and rested her head on Moiraine's leg, her thumb rubbing soothingly over her aunt's leg. The Aes Sedai winced but, again, didn't say anything.
Lan listened closely to her feelings. Moiraine wasn't the kind of person who liked personal affection – unless it was with Lan or Siuan. It had surprised him when she had accepted Nynaeve's touch since she didn't know how to react in such situations. Now with Elayne being so close, too, he sensed her discomfort but also her insecurity because it made her feel warm, and she wasn't used to that. Lan decided to keep a close eye on Moiraine's feelings. He still could tell Elayne to leave should her feelings change. "I was able to knock out the second Seanchan, too, so we could escape."
"Is she still shielded?" Nynaeve wanted to know, but Lan shook his head.
"No. Once the concentration of the Aes Sedai was broken, the shield was lifted. Everything is back to how it used to be." A stab of pain moved through his body, reminding him that his leg wasn't doing well. "Could you take a look at my leg? I'm pretty certain my old injury didn't like the confrontation with the Seanchan."
The Wisdom cursed and pushed up his pants. The bandage was drenched in his blood. "Blood and ashes! Didn't I tell you to take it easy?!"
"Didn't have much of a choice."
"Elayne, heat some water while I prepare the ointment!"
Quickly, Thom stepped out of the way when the young woman of the Two Rivers moved into action. He didn't want to face the Wisdom when she was in such a terrible mood. Instead, he sat on one of the beds and observed Moiraine being curled up on her Warder. The woman hadn't said a word since they had entered the room. If he hadn't seen her wince a few times now, he would have thought she was asleep. This must have been one hell of a day for this woman. The gleeman remembered Moiraine's reaction to seeing one of her sisters being a prisoner of the Seanchan. She had looked so desperate. But to actually fight against her must have been even more challenging.
Thom watched Elayne exchanging a worried glance with Lan, who nodded encouragingly. Then the daughter-heir left the bed to heat some water. This young woman loved her aunt even though the older woman never seemed to return her feelings.
As soon as Elayne had left, the Warder's eyes moved to Moiraine's face, and the gleeman could swear he saw how the face of the man softened and his eyes shone with tenderness and love toward this woman in his lap. His hand on her back started to rub up and down again. Was this helping her?
Suddenly, Lan's eyes shot up to Thom as if he had felt the old man staring at him. Whatever Thom had thought he had seen in Lan's eyes was gone. They were cold and stern, trying to get into Thom's head. The gleeman knew how much this man hated his interest in the Aes Sedai – an interest the old man couldn't explain to himself. He hated Aes Sedai but couldn't oversee Moiraine's beauty or how much she seemed to care about Rand and the others. This woman was so different than Elaida, and Thom wondered if she would be able to change his mind about the women of the White Tower.
The Wisdom returned, pulling Lan's attention away from the gleeman, who sighed, relieved. He hadn't dared to turn away his eyes – it would've looked suspicious if he had. But now, he remembered the Warder kissing the Wisdom after Moiraine's little breakdown. He remembered how confused he had been. Had he been wrong with his assumption about Moiraine and Lan? Had the Aes Sedai spoken the truth about their relationship? Was the Warder actually in love with the Wisdom and not with his Aes Sedai? But why was Moiraine blushing every time he mentioned her kissing Lan or even bedding him like she was embarrassed for him to know about it? He couldn't be wrong. Or was it possible the Warder didn't reciprocate her feelings? No. He is definitely in love with her. Whenever he looks at her… Or they don't want to accept the fact they're in love.
Nynaeve returned to her herbs, preparing the ointment while the water started to heat. Elayne assisted her when she cleaned the wound and handed her the pot with the ointment when she was done cleaning. Lan didn't grimace while Nynaeve worked on his injury and thanked her when she was done.
"Is there anything I can do for her?" The young woman felt terrible for the Aes Sedai. Usually, this woman appeared so strong, driving Nynaeve nuts with her calmness, vague answers, and constant focus on the mission. Seeing her like this made the young woman sad. It reminded her of the time when Moiraine had returned to Fal Dara after the Eye of the World. Losing Saidar and her bond with Lan had the same effect on her. Nynaeve couldn't imagine how it must feel to go through this again.
But Lan shook his head. "She needs sleep. She'll be better after she has rested."
"How about some tea?"
"That would help." Relieved, the Wisdom got back to her feet. It made her feel better to be able to do something.
Soon she returned with two cups of tea. "Can she sit up?"
"Moiraine?" Lan stroked her hair tenderly. He felt the resistance in her which was quickly replaced by defiance. She wouldn't feel better if she didn't sleep for a while.
Slowly, the Aes Sedai moved to push herself into an upright position – Lan helped her by steadying her. Without asking any questions, she took the cup from Nynaeve and emptied it. The young woman was shocked. There was no complaint, no questions, no argument. She simply trusted Nynaeve not to poison her.
At the same time, the Wisdom noticed how pale the Aes Sedai looked. Her hand reached up to touch Moiraine's forehead, but it was cool. She had no fever. This woman simply needed some rest after those horrible revelations of this day.
"Thank you." There was no strength in Moiraine's voice when she handed back the cup.
"Rest," Nynaeve ordered and handed Lan the second cup. "Do you want to take the other bed?"
Before Moiraine could answer, Lan pulled her against his chest. "She stays with me." His eyes told Nynaeve not to start an argument on this. He couldn't let go of Moiraine – not in her current condition.
Luckily, the young woman understood their need to stay close to each other and nodded. "Elayne, help her with her boots."
Lan emptied his cup and allowed Nynaeve to take off his boots while the daughter-heir took off her aunt's. After shrugging off her cloak and leather bolero, the Aes Sedai gave her Warder some room to lie down before she got comfortable too.
"We'll wake you when Rand, Perrin, and Loial return," the Wisdom said, pulling the blanket over the pair.
Moiraine hummed in agreement – already drifting off to sleep thanks to the herbs in the tea – while Lan nodded. Then the two of them gave in to sleep.
A kiss on the back of her hand pulled Moiraine out of her sleep. Sleepily, she turned her head aside – her eyes were still too heavy to open – while someone placed a trail of kisses up her right arm. She felt the sun's warmth on her face and the calming sound of crashing waves. Her body lay on a blanket, and she could feel the unevenness of sand underneath her. It was peaceful.
The other person tilted her head to the other side so he would have better access to her neck. The trail of kisses moved up to her jawline and coaxed a moan out of her. This was indeed the sweetest way to be woken up. Blinking, she tried to open her eyes when the person suddenly reached her mouth and stole her breath. It was a sweet kiss, and Moiraine put her arms around his neck to pull him closer.
"Lan," she moaned, and he chuckled.
"I couldn't resist. You looked so adorable." Then he pressed his lips on hers again.
Moiraine felt his body leaning over her, though the weight wasn't uncomfortable. Lan made sure to carry most of his weight. And yet she wanted nothing more than to feel him – to feel his naked skin under her fingertips. Her hands moved over his chest and parted his tunic to reveal his bare chest and strong muscles.
"So impatient." Lan smiled when he felt her growing need through the bond. As if he wouldn't want it too!
The Aes Sedai growled when he sat upright to shrug off his tunic. Quickly, she did the same, letting her hands wander over him and smiling whenever he flinched because she pressed a kiss to his skin. Slowly, she moved deeper to the place where his pants were already building a tent. Yes, he wanted that too!
But before she could touch him, Lan pulled her face back up, sealed her lips with his own, then lowered her back on the blanket. Moiraine growled, annoyed. She wanted to touch him!
"Not yet," the Warder whispered against her lips and ensured his hips stayed out of reach of her hands. "First, it's my turn." He started to kiss his way over her chin, down her throat to her collarbone while his hands pushed off the straps of her dress of her shoulders.
Moiraine shivered when he pulled the top of her dress a little bit deeper until her breasts broke free. His mouth followed the way of her dress, seeking the hard peaks. She gasped when his lips closed around a hard nipple, and he started to suck on it. At the same time, she felt the region between her legs reacting to his attention.
Lan replaced his mouth with his fingers and pinched the wet nipple tenderly while his eyes moved to her other breast. "It seems like this one feels neglected. I can't let that happen."
Teasingly, his tongue drew circles around her other nipple, then he started to suck on it too. Moiraine squirmed in pleasure, yet it wasn't enough to push her over the edge. She needed more.
Lan's free hand moved over her hip and down her leg until he reached the hem of her dress and pushed it slowly upward. The touch of his fingers was so gingerly it made her shiver. When they reached her hip again, he chuckled and let go of her breast.
"What do we have here? It seems like you forgot to put on your underwear." His fingers had found the hair between her legs and played with it.
"Lan," Moiraine whined, her hips moving closer to his hand. She couldn't take his teasing anymore. "Please."
Smiling devilish, he lowered his mouth over her breast again and flicked his tongue over her hard nipple. "Please, what?"
This time she growled. This insufferable man knew exactly what she needed from him! And yet, he played with her! Letting her beg to…
The woman of the Blue Ajah gasped when his fingers suddenly moved over her clit to her folds, coating his fingers in her wetness. "You really need this, don't you?" She whimpered and pressed her hips against his fingers to feel more of him. "Well, in that case…."
Shocked, Moiraine noticed he took his hands off her – from her breast and center. Even his mouth stopped teasing her nipple. Instead, the Warder climbed between her legs and crawled deeper until his face was level with her pulsing center.
"Lan, you-"
"Hush, my Aes Sedai." He pushed her legs apart to give him better access and pressed a kiss to her inner thigh. "Let me take care of you." His right hand parted her folds, and he dipped his head between her legs to move his tongue over her wet entrance.
Moiraine moaned, and her head fell back. Lan's tongue felt amazing! A second time he drew his tongue over her entrance and up to her clit, coaxing another moan out of her. He loved these little sounds. Then his tongue darted between her folds, exploring her, tasting her. But it wasn't enough for her. She needed more. He pulled his tongue out of her folds and started to draw circles around her little pearl before he flicked his tongue over it. Each time his tongue came in contact with her pearl, Moiraine squirmed underneath him.
Lan smiled. He was enjoying bringing her pleasure. What kind of sounds would she make when he made her actually come? His lips closed around her clit, starting to suck gently. Moiraine whimpered and pushed her hips in his face. His warm mouth on her was exactly what she needed.
Carefully, Lan pushed a finger into her. Because of her wetness, it went in smoothly. So, he added another one, wiggling his fingers inside of her. It felt so good.
Moiraine's finger grabbed Lan's hair pulling him closer as if he wouldn't know how good this felt to her. He started to pump his fingers into her, slowly increasing his speed while pressing his tongue over her clit. Little waves in her body informed her about her orgasm, which would soon crash over her.
"Don't stop," she begged her Warder, who increased his speed slightly. She was so close! "Light, Lan!"
He hummed against her. A few more sucks, and she would…
"This is unbelievable."
Shocked, Moiraine pushed herself onto her elbows. Anaiya and Maigan stood behind Lan with those silver collars around their necks and reproachful looks in their eyes.
"This is what you do instead of helping us?" Anaiya pointed at Lan, who hadn't reacted to their arrival. His mouth was still sucking on her clit, chasing her climax. What was wrong with him?
"Lan!" Moiraine hissed. There was no reaction from him.
"He can't hear you, sister," Maigan explained, walking closer. "We plugged his ears with air. All he hears is a repetition of your moans, encouraging him to bring you closer to your release."
Blood and ashes! Cursing, Moiraine tried to pull her hips away from her Warder, but his hold on her was strong. "Lan!" She reached out to push his head away from her. He had to stop!
"Let's not do that, sister." Maigan grabbed her arms, then placed herself behind Moiraine, holding her sister's arms in place so she couldn't push Lan away. "A moment ago, you wanted this release so badly. Don't let us stop you from what you need."
"No, please." Tears rolled over Moiraine's cheeks. "We will find a way to save you. I won't leave until we find a solution to- "
"Oh Moiraine," Anaiya sighed. "Don't try to fool us. You don't want to save us. You want to have some playtime with your Warder."
"This is not-"
"And he is so eager to bring you pleasure." Anaiya gently moved her fingers through Lan's hair. "Isn't he a good boy? Shall we allow him to make you reach your climax, sister? I would hate to see you left unsatisfied."
"Anaiya-"
"It would be the perfect parting gift. After all, my high lady ordered me to kill him. I have to obey her."
Moiraine's eyes widened. Anaiya wouldn't kill Lan. Right? Her blue sister also had a Warder. She could never do such a cruel thing to another sister. The Cairhien woman wanted to reason with Anaiya, but a gasp crossed her lips when she opened her mouth. Lan had bent his fingers inside her – like a command to come – and had hit a sensitive spot that almost brought her orgasm down on her. No! This is not how I wanted this to happen!
But Anaiya had seen Moiraine's reaction. "You liked that, didn't you, Moiraine? Oh, he is a very talented one." Moiraine shook her head. She needed time. Time to think. Her blue sister kneeled beside Lan and lowered her head until her mouth nearly touched his ear. "Again." And Lan obeyed. He bent his fingers inside Moiraine, and a loud moan crossed her lips.
"Again." Moiraine couldn't hold back anymore. Lan's last bending of his fingers pushed her over the edge, letting her orgasm crash over her in a loud cry. Her Warder's fingers slowed down, though he kept sucking on her clit, coaxing even the tiniest wave of pleasure out of her until she felt utterly limp. And even then, he wasn't done. Lan ensured his tongue didn't miss a single drop of her before he lifted his head.
"I think this was a nice parting gift, don't you think, sister?" Anaiya got back on her feet.
"What-?" Lan's eyes shot to the two Aes Sedai. Apparently, they had lifted the weave on him, and now he had become aware of their audience. Confused, he pushed himself up on his knees.
"Don't worry, Moiraine," Maigan released her sister's limp arms, which dropped on the blanket, and patted her head gently. "I will shield you from Saidar. This way, your bond with him will also be shielded, and you won't feel his death."
"No." Moiraine's upper body dropped on the blanket when Maigan stood too. Shaking, the Cairhien woman tried to push herself back up. "You don't have to do this. I beg you. Leave him alone."
"You still don't understand, Moiraine." The former sitter of the hall of the Blue Ajah looked at her sister with pity. "Soon, you will be one of us – a Damane of the Seanchan. You won't be in need of a Warder anymore."
Moiraine saw how Maigan was wrapped in the glow of Saidar. She tried to touch the One Power herself, but it was like grabbing water. Ineffectively, it slipped through her fingers. And then the shield was in place, cutting her off from Saidar and cutting her bond with Lan.
The uncrowned king of Malkier gasped at the loss, but strings of air held him upright – making it impossible for him to move.
"Thank you for your service, Lan Mandragoran." Anaiya stepped in front of the Warder with a dagger in her hand. "Your time as a Warder is over."
With the last of her strength, Moiraine got on her feet to throw herself at her sister. Maigan was occupied with holding the shield on Moiraine and the strings of air on Lan in place – she couldn't stop the desperate woman.
But it wasn't enough. Anaiya pushed the dagger into Lan's heart without hesitating. Moiraine reached her one second later and pushed her out of the way. Then she sank to her knees in front of Lan, pressing her hands on his chest as if she could stop the blood from leaving his body. "No. Please, don't."
The shield was still in place. She couldn't touch Saidar to heal him! But she needed to heal him! She couldn't let him die! More tears ran down her cheeks when she saw the panic in Lan's eyes. Blood dripped out of his mouth. "No! Please!"
And then his eyes closed, and his body collapsed. Moiraine caught his head before he hit the ground and pressed him against her chest. This couldn't be true! Not Lan! Not her Warder! "NO!"
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