A/N - Sorry for the too long gap...but finally here's another chapter, which I hope you enjoy. Brace yourself as there's yet another morning scene, which surprisingly enough (teehee) are my favourite scenes. Basically the lengthy chapter is just some very delicious sexy-times and a little sugary sweetness thrown in (enough to make you sick), so be warned its pretty intense. If its not for you, then skip this one.
I think Fenris would be less aggressive and more attentive to Hawke in the bedroom, as being too forceful/dominant would make it somehow feel wrong to him, knowing his history - but that's how I feel and I'm trying to stay true to his character, or my version of him.
Very many thanks for the follows & favourites, I'm totally grateful that even one person has read this and liked it enough to continue! :) xo
Not wanting to ruin the moment, she takes her time adjusting to the light filtering through the windows above, absorbing the gentle quiet enveloping them in the warm room.
The silence wasn't the only thing surrounding her this morning. Fenris it seemed wanted to be everywhere at once, not that there were any complaints on her part as a contented smile graces her face.
One of his strong thighs was settled very comfortably between her legs, one of his arms lay under her head, acting like a pillow - she smiles even wider, glad she hadn't drooled all over him - and the other arm wrapped round her torso, pressing her sensitive breasts against the solid wall of his chest, causing the hard buds of her nipples to pebble in reaction to both his close proximity, and the heat of his body.
Turning her head towards his face, he is still asleep and she notes that his eyelids flicker back and forth, his mouth pouts into a smirk a short while after. Wondering what he's dreaming of, she sucks in a sharp breath and, not wanting to wake him up, tries to stifle a moan by biting her bottom lip at the sudden pronounced steel like hardness now pressing against her rounded stomach.
It doesn't help that his hips slowly start to move of their own accord, gently pushing against her in an unhurried rhythm. His thigh rubs against her centre and there's no way she can suppress the tremor of desire arrowing straight to her lower belly - sighing heavily as the friction causes his considerable erection to grow further against her.
Keeping her eyes on his face, she's instantly aware of when he actually wakes, the sleep in his deep green eyes clearing as she emits a louder moan when he shifts. Before the sound diminishes, he pounces and catches her bottom lip with his teeth. Pulling her towards him, he soothes the nip with his tongue, thrusting into her moist mouth with a super heated kiss, swallowing her heady gasps.
"Good morning." Is all she gets after he moves back a little, the fingers unconsciously caught up in her hair, gentling as he releases his grip just enough so he can meet her darkened gaze. Feeling his hot breath against her cheek, his husky voice is deep and rumbling, causes more tingles to reverberate along her body, she smiles and replies with a good morning of her own.
Fenris presses more kisses against her mouth, shuddering as he feels her welcome heat against him as he shifts slightly lower, letting out a growl as she stretches - on purpose - and changes position slightly, finding himself seated snugly between her thighs, probably one of his most favourite places. They are both already naked so there is no need to waste time removing clothing, to their shared relief.
He surprises her by pulling back, turning her swiftly but gently, so instead of laying against him, finds herself flattened against the mattress, arms held up over her head, with her man straddling her. Missing their shared body heat, she gives a small grumble of objection which doesn't last as his lips find the pulse point at her neck, Natalia just going with the flow and letting out a harsh groan as he nips at the soft skin there, soothing shortly after with his tongue, she squirms, reveling in the feelings he never fails to arouse in her.
Sitting up, he releases his hold on her arms and meeting his intense gaze, her heart melts at the fierceness of the love blazing amid the desire - the exact same look is mirrored in her own eyes, the moment is just pure and perfect to them both.
Blinking then openly taking in the view before him, he leans back a little. Noting the flush on her cheeks, his almost black eyes travel leisurely down her chest, her larger breasts pushed up as if in some sort of offering to him. Not wanting to waste a moment, he bends again and continues to kiss his way down her body, delighting in the fact that he could smell himself all over her, his tongue tasting the sweetness of her skin, the citrus soap she uses for bathing, and something else - something which was just her.
He chuckles as her breathy voice openly commands "Argh...Fenris, put your mouth on me now!" and then in the next second hears her beg for release.
Nimble fingers tense in his fine white hair as he palms one tender breast, tweaking an engorged nipple gently between his fingers, whilst at the same time his lips latch onto the other. Nibbling softly he soothes the tiny bites with his mouth, loving the way her back arches even further into him. The fingers threaded through his hair becoming almost painful as her grip intensifies as he continues to pleasure her overly sensitive body.
He feels her tense up as she starts to pant harshly, small whimpers and soft mewls telling him that she is close, but not wanting her to find release just yet he halts his mouth and fingers and she nearly yells at the loss of feeling him against her.
Adjusting his position again, moving lower still, along the way to his goal lightly presses his mouth against where his children lay, but in response to Natalia's groans and whispers of encouragement, swiftly trails his lips and hands along the soft skin of her inner thighs and they fall open wider to accommodate him.
Moving his face closer to her centre, he can see she is already drenched and cannot help but growl at how ready she is, her neatly trimmed curls glistening in the low light. Taking her by surprise, he strokes the flat of his tongue along her folds and she bucks, almost screaming at finally having his hot mouth on her.
Continuing to taste her honey, he runs his fingers along her smooth skin, smiling as he feels her shudder at his touch. Again she demands more with a keening whimper. This he can do, and he sweeps up to her clitoris, taking time to enjoy her taste, wraps his lips around her and sucks, flicking the tip of his tongue against the bundle of nerves between each sweet act of torture.
His fingers run feather light towards her core and she gasps at the heady feeling "Muungh...yes - please, please, more - just ah - I need you..." her voice trails off as he complies and sinks two of his long tapered fingers into her, finding her so wet, so tight for him, his erection throbs in earnest.
Beginning to thrust languidly, pushing deep one moment before dragging against her inner walls he angles his digits just so, before pulling back. Natalia starts to thrash against the pillows, grabbing helplessly against the blanket, legs rocking back and forth uncontrollably, pressing against him, then releasing him. Her begging turns into incoherent mumbles as he picks up his pace minutes later, both of them not sure how much more she can take.
Reaching for him desperately, finding his soft hair, she threads her fingers through it to anchor her to something whilst exquisite tremors run through her body. Feeling her pulse quicken, electric jolts arc up her spine, her body tenses all over again and she begins to quake in earnest.
When he curls his fingers deep and scrapes his teeth against her, she lets out a high pitched wail as the heady euphoria erupts in floods. Her back bows against the bed, holding tight as her body tautens until at last she collapses, her chest rapidly rising and falling as she sucks in deep breaths. With quiet delight, he cleans her, tasting her essence, feeling small trembles as he kisses away the aftershocks of her orgasm when at last he releases his hold on her.
Crawling up her now pliant body, careful not to squash her and the babies, he plants a swift kiss on her mouth, which after a second turns into another and another, until they break away gasping. Natalia half groans, her voice almost gone with huskiness. "That was - just...heaven, perfect."
Smiling at him she moves to sit up again and glances at his groin, the blush in her cheeks darkens as she notices that his length is huge and straining, resting hot and hard against her stomach. Shifting a little she makes to take him in hand to give him the same pleasure he always gives her, but before her fingers can touch him, he moves back a little.
"Please - I love the feel of your hands on me, around me, but I want to be inside you when we both find release. Can - that is, can I try something?" At that moment she's willing to agree to anything he has planned so nods vigorously, and he smiles shyly back at her, the red flush in his cheeks also getting darker, all the way to the tip of his ears.
Capturing her face with one hand he brushes his thumb over her lips, his eyes full of want. "I need to you to move to the edge of the bed please?" Natalia leans into his touch and kisses his thumb. With a small smirk nips it and lets out a snicker before scooting to the edge of the bed after Fenris moves away to stand until she is where he wants her. All the while, with azure eyes full of trust, she openly admires the contours of his lithe but graceful body, his light brown skin gleaming with sweat.
Blowing out a breath as the anticipation builds, her elf moves closer to her and lightly grips her legs. "Can you lie back on the bed?" He quietly requests, he can't help but begin to run his hands over her softly, his breathing becoming shallow.
"But then I won't be able to touch you." She meets his gaze with open longing and he coughs slightly. "Ah, you will not need to." Giving him a loving smile, she grazes one of his hands with her fingers and dips her chin slightly in affirmation, lies back and the blood begins to thrum through her veins faster and stronger as she waits for him to act.
Suppressing a yelp when he suddenly shifts her further off the bed so her bottom is just at the edge of the mattress, he wraps her legs snuggly around him. "You need to hold on to me with your legs - tightly." She does just that, hooking her ankles together, her heels digging into the top of his taut backside, her breaths coming in quick pants now as he moves ever closer.
Taking himself in hand, he rubs the tip of his hardness against her still slick folds and she whimpers at his touch. Inching closer, its a wonder she doesn't throw herself on him as he slowly presses himself forward, letting out a loud husky groan at finally feeling her heat surrounding him.
Sinking into her gradually until he is fully seated, snug inside her welcoming warmth, letting her adjust to his size before grasping her hips. He begins to thrust at an excruciatingly slow pace, until Natalia, noticing his arms shaking with the effort of holding himself back, clenches her internal muscles around him "Promise I won't break, just - harder Fenris - plea- argh!"
Her pleading is cut off swiftly as the feeling of her clamp around him is so overwhelming that he drives himself harder into her, loving the way she flutters around him, the sounds coming from his woman making his blood sing with each pound of his length.
The slide of his body into hers has her gasping but, wanting more, she tries to pull him toward her so she can meet each quick sharp pump, but the hands splayed on her hips are anchoring her to the bed, leaving her helpless. At her barely whispered "Faster" he adjusts her legs so they are lower and quickens his thrusts further, deepening his forceful strokes. Natalia tries to find purchase against his now sweat soaked hips, but her legs are starting to tremble as she nears her release.
Fenris's hips begin to stutter and she knows he is close too, so she clenches herself around him over and over again and the pleasure spikes low in her groin as she feels the delightfully intense pressure at her core spread throughout her body.
"Drop your legs now." She hears him ask, his throaty voice barely discernable amid the hammer of her own heartbeat, and as she does so, feels his large head drag against her inner walls as his angle is a little different, her mouth forms in a silent scream as the physical and emotional pleasure bursts all around her and she bucks nearly upright. Finally voicing her delight in a lengthy groan.
All at once he can see, feel and hear Natalia come undone, his heightened senses take in every small detail about the woman writhing beneath him, from the musky scent of her to the helpless flail of her hands, and it makes his heart soar that he only he can make her feel like this.
Knowing that he has taken care of his love, grunting, he pushes towards his own end. He flexes his hips once more and feels his pulse escalate as a flood of moisture surrounds him from her climax. He tries not to grab at her too hard and eases the grip of his fingers along her hips.
Every time he is with her like this, he would say she uses her elemental magic on him as the electric bursts tighten his body, pulses like lightening run up and down his spine, arrowing straight to his manhood, he feels beads of moisture gather anew and roll down his forehead.
He tips over the edge, surging into her with a quick, deeply penetrating thrust, he roars his release, his seed pumping into her, filling her entirely. His movements slow but don't stop as he somehow keeps upright and rides out the heady sensations still coursing down from the top of his head to his curled toes.
The heat of his orgasm and the continued drive of his still hard body causes her to convulse once again as she moans "Oh, Maker Fen, I - I'm going to -" Any sort of speech failing utterly as the tremors overtake her and she clenches and tightens around him, rising off the bed as the feeling rushes within a second time.
Wrapping his arms around her torso as she arches up into his chest, peppering her lips with sweet kisses, he catches her before she falls back boneless onto the bed, whispering words of comfort, his movements slacking as he finally pulls out of her with a soft hiss, her legs gripping him as he eases back.
They are both spent and languid but he makes sure to clean them of the sticky aftermath, and ensures she is comfortably laying back on the bed before he climbs onto his side, pulling her close. "There is no way in all of Thedas will I ever tire of you - of this - you are stuck with me for good. We're are all so lucky. I love you so much, the kids will too, you'll see, daddy to be." Her sleepy murmur makes him smile as he runs his hands down to her stomach.
"If our children are anything like their mother, there is no way I could stop loving them. You are all my world, if the Maker granted me this life, I would not have had it any other way. I love you too." Feeling her hands move over his on her tummy and squeeze, he mutters "Sleep now." Yawning himself he snuggles into her warmth, throwing the blanket haphazardly over the two of them, they both succumb to the lethargy running bone deep.
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In a rare lazy morning, they sleep for a long while, and after bathing, the growling in her tummy forces her to leave Fenris, who is making her hot all over again as he sits, waist deep in sudsy water, washing himself with her washcloth.
Letting out a giggle as he blows bubbles in her direction, she makes a face after another grumble and utters "Sorry, the children and myself are starving, so I'll just pop down and get something to eat - you enjoy yourself, all alone in that warm bath. Try not to be too much longer, the food won't stay around for long the way I'm feeling."
Stepping back as he flicks water at her, glad that he is at least having an even rarer moment of fun, she smiles, loving the way his face lights up, blows a kiss at him, and heads down to breakfast.
Getting to the bottom of the stairs, she notices there's the scent of vanilla in the air and smirks, turning toward the dining room, the door already open, spies one tanned pirate at the table, helping herself to the hearty breakfast set out on the table.
There's an open box of pastries resting on the chair beside her, its from a really expensive shop in Hightown, its logo emblazoned on the ribbon strewn box. Blaze having already been given the one missing goodie - to her dismay, the sugar in those most likely to make him jumpy for the rest of what little morning there was.
Just as she begins to greet Izzie, she hears a whine from Blaze, and he begins to gag. He voices his distress even even louder and he is sick right there in front of the both of them. However the poor thing doesn't stop and he flops to the floor shortly after, making no noise, the only thing they hear are his wheezing breaths.
Natalia turns to her friend as she approaches her boy, and with concern in her voice asks "Ur Iz - where did you get those buns from?" and in the next breath "You'd better get Anders."