~Carta
"Anders, I don't like it." Val said, folding her arms across her chest and giving him a unhappy look.
"Its just a Carta, love." Anders answered, continuing to gather supplies for the trip he would be taking with Hawke later that morning. He shuffled through the remainder of his Elfroot and packed them away tightly in a pouch on his belt. Picking up his staff, he stepped over to his lover and gave her a swift kiss. "According to Hawke, we should be back in a few days, two weeks tops."
Val scowled at the mention of Garret Hawke, the man that had somehow impressed her apostate into following him around on his little 'missions.' "I have a feeling something bad is going to happen." She admitted, touching her lovers arm softly, stroking the familiar feathers for comfort.
"I will be fine." He emphasized grabbing her forearms gently and pulling her in for a long kiss. Delicately the backs of his fingers grazed her cheek, "Fret no more, I'll be home in no time. Besides how bad can a Carta really be?"
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~ Carta Part 2
"Just a Carta huh!?" Valera snapped at Hawke, her expression and tone beyond anger. "Does this look like a bloody Carta to you!?" She motioned to the Deep Roads around her, the green mist rising lazily from the putrid lake.
"Well to be fair, there is still a Carta involved." Garret answered her, his tone light, as if he was trying to be funny. The Hawke sibling always had been a cocky, funny, infuriating guy.
"No! Leave me alone!" Anders whimpered again, his hands fisting handfuls of blonde strands, his chocolate orbs shut tightly. "I won't do it!"
Instantly at her lovers side, Valera held her hands over his own, whispering soothing words softly in his ear. Gently, she helped him kneel down, his head resting on her breastplate, while she continued to soothe him, her words now a mixture of Elvish and Common.
A single sky eye turned and glare at Hawke. "He shouldn't be down here! You should of known better then to bring a Warden to the Deep Roads! Especially one whose had the taint as long as he has!"
Hawke at least had enough sense to look slightly guilty.
Anders merely whimpered, his head still resting on Val's breastplate, hands still clutching his head. She smoothed his hair back, kissing the crown of his head. "Hush, love, its okay, they can't touch you while I'm here." Tilting his head just sideways over the open portion of her breastplate she laid his head over her heart. "Focus on the beat, think of nothing but the rhythm."
Slowly, Anders frantic breathing slowed and his expression calmed.
"He needs rest." Valera announced, mostly speaking to Hawke, but also addressing Bethany and Fenris. "Continue you on with your little Carta business if you must, but I'm not letting you take him any farther until he recovers some."
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~Caught
The look on Anders face was so hurt, it nearly broke her heart. He seemed to curl up upon himself and turn away from her, as if to hide the shattered look in his eyes.
"I can't believe…"
"It only happened once!" Valera exclaimed, trying to proclaim her innocence, but she knew that it was a useless gesture. She had done what she had done, had liked it even, and now she needed to face the consequences of her actions.
"It figures you slept with the elf." Anders sneered at her over his shoulder, his gaze near hateful, his tone ugly. "You two are so alike it's sickening. A match made in the Makers City."
"I won't apologize." Valera automatically went defensive, her Templar mentality swiftly latching into place. She shut off her emotions, but anger and stubbornness. "I did sleep with Fenris once. And by the Maker I enjoyed it. But it will never happen again. And if you want to play that game, what about the HORDES of women you've slept with!?"
"Don't bring my faults into this!" Anders roared, turning on her, his skin suddenly flashing blue, the lyrium snaking down his form. One of the nearby tables went flying, hit the earthy wall and shattered into a million little splinters. Hateful lyrium filled eyes glared at her, his anger tangible in the air.
Valera internally shivered in fear at the display of power, but kept her expression passive. "Why does it bother you so much?"
The lyrium filled eyes suddenly widened and faded away as chocolate replaced blue. "Look at what you do to me!" Anders moaned, his hands covering his face as he turned from her again, stumbling to lean heavily on a nearby support pillar. "It drives me mad to think of you wrapped up in that elf… I can't even…"
He sounded so lost, so hopeless.
Carefully, Val rested a hand on his arm. "Anders… That was the past. Fenris means nothing to me… It was just sex between us, no emotional attachment included. " Worrying her lip in her teeth, Val silently confessed, "it's you I love. I always have… even before…"
"Then why?" Came the ragged whisper.
"I am a woman Anders. I need to feel a man's touch as much as any other." Laughing, attempting to lighten the mood, Val failed miserably. The sound was just too sad.
"I was afraid to confess myself to you. After all those years of our little affair of cat and mouse. I figured you could never love a woman who had to literally throw you into prison, over and over. After your solitary confinement I had thought maybe I had felt something from you, but I still think it was merely my imagination. And then we meet again and I thought, just for a moment that maybe you had a thing for Bethany Hawke, and I was so crushed I just wanted someo-!"
She was silenced with a very hungry kiss.
Strong, calloused hands threaded through blonde locks, pulling her closer, and Valera gave herself over to him, clinging to him with need. Tongues clashes, as lips crushed each other, their embrace hard, passionate and punishing.
"Since solitary confinement." Anders pulled free to whisper raggedly against her mouth. Lips met again, briefly, hotly. "You saved me, since then…"
Valera was carefully lowered on one of the medical tables, their mouths battling for dominance once again. Fingers tangled in each others hair again, caressing roughly, nails scraping.
Anders pull away, trailing hot sloppy kisses down her jaw. Val tilt her head just enough to give him access, she panted heavily. "Since then what?"
"I haven't been able to even glance at another woman. I can think of no one else but you." Anders admitted before, Val yanked him up by the hair, their lips battling again, as clumsy hands began to undo buckles and armor straps.
Rest is censored due to rules
~End