A/N - Just to warn you this chapter is just basically a lot of sexy times re Hawke & Fenris - I can't seem to help myself with those two :) More of a follow on from the last chapter I guess and not really moving the plot along much, but it was in my brain and had to get out, for this I cannot be sorry. I promise I'll work on the storyline more in the next one...
"Sorry."
Fenris, after a moment lifts his cheek where it rested against Hawkes hair, his hands still from their languorous inspection of her swollen belly, his fingers warm and gentle as they meandered back and forth, up and down in a rhythm that had been lulling them both into a light doze.
Pressing his lips to her forehead, voice low and rumbling, so much so she can feel it reverberate against her side he asks "What for?"
Shifting slightly so she can get a better look at him, plucking a non-existent speck of fluff off the intricately embroidered coverlet. "For keeping my feelings from you, that I missed - miss - mother dreadfully and that I tried to hide my fears, not that I could as you knew somehow anyway what I was going through."
She picks up his hand, turning it over and traces the deeply etched lines running over his palm with her index finger. Meeting his eyes "So I'm sorry for being a gigantic arse and not realising that this was something we needed to share with each other, but I didn't want to worry you anymore than I have done over these past few weeks." Smiling weakly she adds "I miss mother so much, but didn't see that it affected me as much as it did. I guess I had to work through it - that she's not here, but I should have included you."
Linking his fingers with hers he stays quiet, knowing there was more she had to say. "You know, she would have totally loved knowing there's grandchildren on the way...um, I haven't told you that having you here, taking care of me - us - it means everything, I couldn't imagine you and I not being together."
She feels him smile as he squeezes her hand, never tiring of the electric pulses darting between them at every touch.
Again he rests his chin on her head, puffing out a breath. He'd wanted this chance for a while to let her know how he felt, but this - being part of someone's life, having a relationship - was a relatively new thing for them both, he knew they were strong and would become stronger through moments like this.
"It is a natural thing, your mother had been a large part of your life. With all that had been going on in this city, I do not believe that you had enough of a chance to grieve properly. We have been together long enough for me to know you, possibly better than I know myself. I am no stranger to keeping feelings locked up, hidden from others, so of course I noticed - how could I not? All I want you to know is that I am here for you, I always will be."
Leaning further into him, smiling openly at the loving words. "She liked you vey much you know. Of course she was a little hesitant at first, more so because you used to carry around so much anger, but she saw past that - just as I did. I knew you were a softy under all that armour."
Breaking off as he playfully flicks her hand at that, she chuckles and continues "Having you all here for me, Aveline, Anders and the others makes me feel cherished - safe, that I am not alone in this...I need to tell them that I'm thankful too I guess, I haven't been much fun to have around lately."
Running her fingers over his warm palm again, trying to find the words, the light touches sparking into something more, the blood in her veins thickens and her pulse speeds up. Her fingers still for a second, knowing she had to voice her next question and already aware of the answer, but she had to ask any way. "Are you sure you're okay - about the twins?"
"Exceedingly so." She glances at him again and the sight before her steals the very breath from her lungs, his eyes shine luminous, the small light green flecks amongst the deep moss seeming to throb in time to the steady thump of his own heartbeat.
Her mouth dries instantly, not able to find words as he slides his fingers through her hair. He pulls her to him and slants his mouth over hers, hands tightening at her resulting moan.
As always, the arousal flares up swiftly and absolute as her lips open to him, allowing his tongue unfettered access to the warm moist cavern of her mouth. He tastes as much as he can of her, pulling back much later to check she is fine.
Feeling more than fine she grunts her displeasure and sits up, leaning back, arm flailing towards the bedside table as fingers locate and latch onto one of the few healing potions remaining. Pulling the cork from the bottle with her teeth, gulps the offending brew down in one go, grimacing at the flavour.
Meeting his curious stare, shrugs. "Just in case - I really don't want anything interrupting this, besides I - sneaked a peek at page twenty seven and..." Words again become difficult to piece together at the burning heat pooling in his nearly black eyes. Fenris's cheeks flush dark, his husky voice seems to boom in the quiet. "I would not have hindered you."
His mouth lies slightly open, pure excitement making his breath come in short, sharp pants.
Moving to sit higher on the bed and after settling himself, Natalia returns to his side and can't help but stare at the beautiful man before her - his chest rising and falling rapidly, she is in awe of the way she can make him feel, fascinated how their desire never fails to burn bright and fast between them.
Bracing one arm on one side of him, she moves to straddle his thighs, glancing down as she moves into position her mouth falls open at the evidence of his desire, shuddering in anticipation she only just manages to stop herself from running her hand over his length.
She takes no time at all in divesting him of the thin cotton tunic he wore, fingers shaking, ghosting her hand over his markings, he chokes back a grunt and skims his own hands down her arms, loving the feel of her soft warm skin, they come to eventually rest on the thighs either side of his own.
Leaning forward she flicks her tongue over one of his flat nipples and grazes it with her teeth, not rough but agonizingly soft, so soft he hisses in response, grabbing her hips as he bucks against her, his control slipping ever so slightly.
He sits forward enough so that he can slowly draw the ties of her robe apart, using his mouth to taste each patch of newly uncovered skin by licking and nipping until she is fully naked, writhing and panting in front of him.
Every kiss adds to the electric desire pooling in her core. Feathering light kisses against the bump where their children lay she giggles quietly - mostly at the fluttering his lips evoke in response, but more so that he's just so damn agile.
Pushing him back against the stack of pillows, he offers no resistance and she hungrily takes his full lower lip between her teeth and sucks. Whimpering as he slowly rubs his still covered erection against her damp heat. At her gasp, Fenris takes the opportunity and once more claims her mouth with his own, his tongue mimicking the steady thrust of his hips.
With a final nip, tugging and letting his now swollen lip go, she leans back using her thumb to wipe moisture from his mouth she scoots away before he can claim it with his own teeth.
Not being able to wait a second more she hastily unties the leather laces of his breeches with quaking fingers until the fastenings are loose enough. With his assistance she peels them along with his smalls down over his waist and hips, freeing his hard manhood from confinement.
The cool air rushing against his moist head causes him to shudder. Licking her lips in anticipation, her eyes gradually rove upwards toward his face, never failing to appreciate the tight sinew of his body and the beautiful flowing lyrium lines but as she locks her gaze with his, without hesitation she gently closes her hand around his long length.
He's wide enough her fingers almost don't meet, as she moves her hand down, loving the silky hot hardness of him she applies increasing pressure and as she heads back towards his tip he lets out a loud groan and can't help but move his hips against her.
Still looking into his eyes, the fire in them uncontrolled, she releases him and shuffles down a bit further, slightly glad that her stomach is not larger at this point to prevent movement like this.
Fenris sucks in a choked breath as she bends and flicks his tip with her moist tongue, capturing the small bead of moisture already gathered on him. He cannot help but sit up and push his hands through her hair as she finally closes her mouth around him and begins to move.
Its when she uses her hand to apply more pressure to the steady slide of her mouth, that he shouts, voice thick with need "'Talia - I want to be inside you." He tries to pull her up but she only moans and sucks harder in response, using her teeth to scrape gently against his skin.
Almost collapsing at the sensation, jerking against her helplessly he looks into her sapphire eyes, pupils large with arousal and realises that she wants him to spend himself whilst she pleasures him like this.
Forcing himself to let go, he leans back on his elbows, allowing his head to fall back as he gives into the desire, the immense feelings of pleasure welling up inside of him at her touch. Only her touch has ever made him feel like this, like letting go completely as he forgets himself.
He feels her other hand cup him and as she caresses he bolts upright again, hooded eyes watching her every move against him. It is almost too much but he cannot, does not want to, prevent the tightening in his body, his heart feels like it could beat out of his chest, breath rasping out of his throat.
She suddenly looks up and the love he sees radiating from her eyes, her very face, quickens his pulse further and he moans loudly, willing her to go on, wanting more. Thrusting his hips up into her mouth she squeezes and the overwhelming pressure builds higher and higher, his body thrumming with heat.
Closing his eyes he grunts loudly, breath hitching as sparks fly behind his eyelids. Once, twice, three times Natalia runs her mouth down him, swirling and pulling on him deeply and the pressure finally explodes, his back arching off the bed as white hot waves ripple through his body as he releases in a rush into her warm mouth with a guttural cry.
Shuddering, unable to control himself he really does fall back on the bed this time, eyes closed, trying to get his breathing under control. His hips continue to roll gently, electric tingles slowing whilst she moves with him. Licking him clean she lets him go with a small pop, pressing her lips against his head as he gasps from the light touches.
Crawling up his body, she reaches his chest and lays against his sweat drenched skin, peppering her kisses softly against his neck, the salty tang of his skin making her mouth water.
His pulse continues to gallop against her lips as she smiles "I'm not too sure how much longer I can do that for, not with these little mites growing, but I'd like to keep trying - until its impossible I suppose. I know you wanted to be inside me but I thought we could extend our pleasure...I love you and trust you with my body as much as you trust me with yours." Sighing happily she smirks up at him. "I know for sure it won't be long again until we can make love anyway."
Opening his eyes at this statement, finding his breathing has calmed down enough for him to be able to speak, running his hand over her back he cannot help but hold her tighter against him. With a throaty growl he sighs "I trust you more than I can say. You know how I feel about you, you are my love, mine as I am yours. If you wish for us to continue, I cannot say I object - as long as you are safe and it is not too much. However I believe it only fair that you allow me to pleasure you. Let me love you?"
His voice is deep with need and he doesn't give her a chance to reply as he flips her over gently onto her back, pausing when she giggles "Oooh, I love it when you take charge!"
Smothering the smile that elicits he covers her mouth, filling her with his tongue, and after stripping out of the rest of his clothes, sets about turning the giggles into whimpers and loud breathy moans. Putting his hands, and mouth to good use, he starts his journey south, muttering "Now the book has..."