This is the version I imagined for Integra's Chapter 9, The Waterfall, with changes made. These chapters were edited with her permission!

Artwork suggested for this chapter is called Forest Lake by RinaCane from Deviant Art.

Stranded

The Waterfall

It was early, predawn, when I got up and softly made my way out of the cave, holding my boots in one hand and my dagger in another. I had left my robes folded carefully nearby and put them on only after I had made it away from the two still sleeping men. I carefully made my way down the trail, to sit by the water to continue my training, knowing that today would be a very busy day even if I wasn't sure what my part in it would be. I sat cross legged next against a rock, setting my boots down next to me and took out the dagger once again. I wasn't sure if it was from the repeated use or if I was just getting accustomed to doing it but it seemed to have a residual energy that made it easier for me to connect to and I wondered if this was just the way we felt about all staffs.

I held it loosely in my left hand, needing only to draw a bit of energy before calling fire to the dagger. I watched as it danced over the blade but the handle still felt cool to the touch. I held it out in front of me, turning it this way and that, finally reaching out to feel the heat of the flames as close as I dared. I held fire for as long as I could before allowing it to finally wink out. I could feel the effort of holding the spell for so long as a line of sweat rolled lazily down the side of my face.

Next, I called Frost and watched the blade freeze and appear translucent, emitting vapors that were cool when I passed my fingers over it. I pulled back and watched as the dagger returned to its normal state. I wondered where Isabela had found it, as any other blade might have shattered with the amount of magic I was using through it. I had never considered that some could be forged with a mage's use in mind.

I sat back and leaned against the rocks while a few minutes, watching leaves dance upon the clear water. I had placed the dagger on the ground in front of me and could still feel a connection to it somehow and began to wonder if I could do the same without touching it…

"I wondered where you had gone off to," a low voice said from nearby and I smiled palming the dagger and hiding it in the folds of my skirt.

"Can't a girl get a little privacy?" I joked as I watched him approach. I smiled at his sleep tousled hair and hoped he had not been worried over my absence.

"Stuck on a deserted island without only the mage and myself," Fenris said and helped me to my feet. "I don't know how much more privacy you need, Inara."

"Hmm, then I take it Anders is still asleep?" I asked as he leaned in to kiss me.

"He was when I woke to find you were gone," he said and proceeded to kiss my neck. "I don't like waking up alone, you know."

He proceeded to trail kisses up towards my ear and despite my best efforts, I felt the dagger slip through my fingers and fall on the ground at my feet. Fenris looked down at what I had dropped and squatted to pick it up.

"I see you've been keeping yourself busy," he said and looked closely at the dagger. "Somehow it feels different."

"I've been practicing, using it to focus as I would a staff. I'm not sure how, but it seems to hold a residual amount of my magic now the more that I use it," I said as I took the blade away from him, tucking it away quickly. I was worried he would argue again, as he had when I suggested the exchange with Anders, even knowing that I wanted to continue the training I had begun in Amaranthine.

"I felt it when I touched the blade," he said and got up slowly, looking at my lips intently for a moment before he kissed me again, pushing me back against the rock and I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Good then we don't need to worry about him seeing this," I said and stepped back from him, untying my robes and letting it fall to the floor. I stepped out of the garment and wrapped my arms around his neck, leaning in to kiss him carefully, feeling the coolness of his armor on my bare skin and the light touch of his gauntlets as he caressed my back.

"You are a sight to behold, my love," he said huskily as I looked up into his green eyes.

"One more appreciated under the waterfall, I assure you Fenris," I said and walked slowly away from him. I heard his growl in response and gave a small laugh, turning to see him undoing the buckles of his armor and placing them on a nearby rock, along with his clothes and gently placed my robes next to his. I beckoned him to follow me towards the waterfall and was amazed by the site of his body slick with water.

I kissed him when he joined me, letting it flow over us and I could feel the accumulation of spirit energy gather within me and begin to slowly reach out on the parts of his skin that touched my body. I could no longer feel the coolness of the water, only the heat of his skin added with the lyrium that reacted to my touch, feeling his hands travel over my back.

I could feel that he was aroused and quickly kneeled in front of him to take him in my mouth, hearing him hiss as I licked the length of him, paying special attention to the ridge of lyrium, nipping the closer I got to his body. I swept over his delicate tip with my tongue, sucking on it briefly before taking as much of him as I could but there was always so much more. I felt his hands twine in my hair and set back to trying to see how much of him I could get my mouth, all the while licking and nipping him alternately while his hips bucked as my mouth traveled up and down his shaft.

Breathless, I moved back and guided him to the shallow shelf I often favored in the pool, feeling him close to my body as he kissed the back of my neck, his hands caressing my breasts. I could feel him adjust himself to rub gently in between my legs. I moaned as he moved his hips, teasing me until I leaned forward and he probed me with the tip of his swollen member before entering me. I cried out as he thrust quickly several times, hands grasping my hips to keep the rhythm he wanted, slow at first but as I reached out with my magic, his rhythm became frantic as he again achieved his climax.

We were both out of breath when he pulled out of me and I turned to him, putting my arms around his neck. He sat down on the shelf and I straddled his lap and with his help, position myself and slowly lowered my body onto him. As he sucked on my breasts, my need to feel all of him increased and I could not hold back, loving the feel of him inside my body as I increased my own rhythm, feeling I would soon go mad if I did not soon climax. I felt the pressure build as my muscles tighten on his shaft once more and as the orgasm took over my body, I released another wave of spirit energy between us and felt as he bit the inside of my breast in response.

"I swear you will be the end of me, Inara," he said when we both finally able to speak.

"Oh, but what a lovely way to go, wouldn't you agree?" I asked and leaned in to kiss him but he placed his hands on my arms to stop me.

"Am I hurting you? With…" he touched the bite mark and I took his hand in mine.

"No," I answered quickly, leaning in to kiss him.