Moiraine and Lan deserve a break from all the action and have some time just to themselves.

Warning! This is a smut chapter about Moiraine and Lan having some fun!

HaldirPotter: Thank you. ShowAlanna is so lovely, I had to add her to this story. And I can't wait for the reunion to finally happen. Thank you for reading and your comment.

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Four days passed after Alanna moved on with her two Warders to Cairhien. Their last dinner with the Damodreds, Lan, and Eliza had been extremely civilized – to everyone's surprise. Anvaere had grumbled a few times and hadn't smiled – not once – but she had managed to actually ask Alanna about her life in the White Tower and how long she knew Moiraine. And she had sounded genuinely interested. Even Eliza had dared to ask questions about Alanna's home, which Alanna had answered with great pleasure. The old woman knew how to make someone smile.

When Alanna left, Eliza prepared small preparations and gave them to the three riders for their ride to Cairhien. The Green Sister hugged her thankfully.

Moiraine had gotten a warning that Alanna and her Warders would probably return in the next few days. The Amyrlin hadn't been long behind them and would call for Moiraine as soon as she reached Cairhien. The woman of the Blue Ajah had felt sick but nodded.

In the following days, Moiraine and Lan had helped Anvaere and Eliza with the horses and the house. Maksim and Ihvon had helped Lan to get rid of the dead bodies of the Myrddraals before they had left so no stranger could ask questions.

Anvaere still looked at Lan as if she wanted to strangle him but seemed thankful for his help – especially when it came to lifting heavy things with which the women were struggling. Once the oldest Damodred sister found out Lan wasn't sleeping on the floor, she almost threw Lan out of the house. It was only thanks to Eliza that the older woman didn't try to kill the Warder.

Since then, it seemed like Anvaere checked more regularly on Moiraine than before. Both the Aes Sedai and the Warder could hear the Cairhien woman walking up and down outside their door.

Lan even mocked the upset woman once, knowing she was pacing again. Moiraine had read a book in her chair while he had grabbed an apple – he had made it a habit to have fruits in their room to feed them to Moiraine occasionally. When he had heard Anvaere getting closer to the door again, he had bitten into the apple and moaned loudly.

It hadn't taken three heartbeats before Anvaere stormed the room to pull the horny bastard away from her innocent sister. Instead, she saw her sister sitting calmly on her chair while Lan stood with his apple at the window – as far away from each other as possible. Anvaere would have killed him on the spot if Moiraine hadn't intervened and thrown her overprotective sister out.

After that, the Aes Sedai had thrown her Warder an annoyed look, which he had returned with a broad smile until she had copied his smile, chuckling and shaking her head at the bizarre situation. Perhaps Lan's action had helped to stop Anvaere's ridiculous attempts to catch them while doing something forbidden – well, in her eyes, forbidden.

Lan had closed the distance between them and wrapped his arms around Moiraine. The woman of the Blue Ajah had told him he was impossible, which he had answered with a shrug of his shoulder and offered the apple to his bondholder.

Sleepily, Moiraine felt hot kisses moving from her neck over her shoulder. A finger pulled off the nightgown of her shoulder to reveal more skin, and she shivered when the kisses moved on, then turned back to her neck, tenderly nibbling on her skin.

An arm moved around her, pulling her closer against the muscular body in her back. She could feel the heat of his body through the fabric of her nightgown.

"Lan," Moiraine moaned, protesting, yet tilted her head to give him better access to her neck.

The uncrowned king of Malkier hummed against her skin but didn't stop.

"Anvaere kills us when she comes in."

The Aes Sedai hissed when her Warder bit into her earlobe tenderly, but Lan soothed the injured skin quickly, then whispered, "She will kill ME for touching you. YOU are safe."

Moiraine chuckled while Lan moved his hand over her cold arm. "Do you honestly think I would allow her to hurt you?" She felt him smiling against her skin at her question.

"No, but I don't want you to get into the crossfire. After all, I force myself on you. You had no say in it."

Moiraine felt his growing erection at her butt and pressed herself closer against him. Lan hissed and gripped her hips. Smiling, Moiraine turned her head to him. "Can't force the willing one, can you?"

Lan growled, then leaned in and captured her lips in a heated kiss. The Cairhien woman turned in his arms until she lay on her back. Her hands moved behind Lan's neck to pull him closer. Another growl crossed the Warder's lips when he tried to balance his weight on his arms so his bondholder wouldn't be crushed beneath him.

"Foolish woman," he murmured against her lips.

Moiraine chuckled, moving her hand through the short hair under his hair knot. She wanted to feel him. She wasn't like Alanna and her other Green Sisters. Over the years, she and Lan had given in to their needs occasionally, and most of the time, they had been too focused on their mission to think about bedding each other. Additionally, they both had agreed on having other partners to satisfy their needs – which included Siuan and Nynaeve. But once in a while, the urge to feel one another was so strong they couldn't ignore the attraction – like it was now.

Lan's lips lay on hers again, and Moiraine noticed her brain went blank. She didn't think about the mission, the loss of her powers, the loss of her bond with Lan, her sister – nothing mattered except for Lan. The weight of his body had the right pressure so she could feel him, and it kept her grounded at the same time.

One of the Warder's hands touched her thigh, then moved higher, sneaking under her nightgown, over the curve of her hips, up to her waist. It finally came to rest on her ribcage, right under her breast. Lan's thumb stroked over her skin – though his movements turned away from her breast – and increased the pressure slightly whenever he passed a rib like… like he was counting!

Immediately, the Aes Sedai pushed her Warder off her. "Are you counting my ribs?!"

A gleam appeared in Lan's eyes, and he smiled. "Maybe." He tried to kiss her again, but Moiraine turned her head away.

"Stop that."

Since he couldn't reach her lips, he pressed his lips against her throat while his thumb continued with its examination.

"Stop touching my ribs."

Determined, the Cairhien woman pushed the Malkieri's hands away from her ribs. Lan sighed but obeyed. He pushed himself into a sitting position, then grabbed the hem of Moiraine's nightgown and pushed it up to her breasts.

"Lan!" The Aes Sedai shrieked at her Warder's sudden action but couldn't push down the fabric. In the meantime, Lan leaned forward and pressed his lips on her exposed ribs. "What are you doing?!"

"You told me not to touch your ribs. I don't," he murmured against her skin. "You're still too thin."

"I'm eating! You saw me eating!" Frustrated, Moiraine wanted to push his head away. Why did he have to kill the mood like that?

"You need to eat more." Lan's light kisses made Moiraine wince whenever his lips connected with her skin.

"You-!"

The sound of feet walking over the corridor outside their door stopped both the Aes Sedai and the Warder in their motions. Carefully, Lan straightened again, though he kept Moiraine's nightgown in his hands.

When the footsteps moved closer to the door, the woman of the Blue Ajah pushed her nightgown down her body in one quick motion to cover her lower body. At the same time, she ripped the fabric out of Lan's hands.

The uncrowned king of Malkier smiled, amused when he saw what his bondholder was doing. "Do you think this will be enough to-?"

Moiraine hissed angrily. Foolish man! Why couldn't he be quiet?! She pulled him beside her, down on his back, then straddled him and placed her hand over his mouth. The amusement in Lan's eyes stayed, though he didn't fight her.

While Moiraine was focused on the footsteps outside their door, Lan moved his hands under her nightgown and placed them on her hips.

Finally, she pulled back her hand and placed both hands on his belly. "Are you mad?" she whispered angrily. "Do you want Anvaere to come looking?"

"I believe she learned her lesson." Lan didn't seem even a bit remorseful, though he lowered his voice too. "You covered yourself because you thought your sister would enter the room?"

"This isn't the Borderlands, Lan. We're in Cairhien."

"You need to breathe, Moiraine."

She threw him an angry look, then the footsteps were back. Carefully, the Aes Sedai tilted her head, trying to hear who it was.

Amused, Lan watched his bondholder freaking out about the footsteps. He wanted to kiss her again, but she was so tense at the moment. First, she needed to loosen up, and there was only one thing coming to his mind.

His hands were already positioned on her hips. If he moved his hand a little bit deeper between her legs… luckily for him, she didn't wear any underwear that could block his way.

Very quickly, he found the hair between her legs, his fingers aiming for her center. It had been such a long time since they bedded each other the last time, and his heart longed for her moans. He wanted to hear her breathing quickening. Her cheeks would start to blush, the pleasure clearly visible on her face. Yet, the best thing would be Moiraine crying his name.

When his fingers reached their destination, the Aes Sedai flinched at the sudden contact and gasped.

"Lan!" Her eyes widened, and she tried to pull her hips out of his reach, but Lan's second hand was still placed on her thigh, holding her in place while his fingers started their work.

Moiraine's hands grabbed the one between her legs, pulling at it while wheezing at the sensation. "Lan, we-"

The Warder's index finger moved between Moiraine's folds, coating its tip in her wetness while cutting her off. Light, she was already dripping! "Lan, we can't-"

Spreading her wetness over her little pearl was apparently also a way to cut her off. Lan smiled when she wheezed again. "Anvaere-"

"Anvaere won't disturb us."

"You don't know what-"Moiraine gasped when Lan inserted his index finger into her wet tunnel.

Lan's eyes gleamed in joy. He loved taking care of her, and this was exactly what she needed to relax. Carefully, he started to pump until he had the feeling she could take another one. Her vagina sucked in his middle finger just like it had done to his index finger.

"Lan!"

Moiraine's hand on his chest tried to grab him, but she couldn't hold on to him since he didn't wear his tunic. Luckily, the Warder had a solution for the problem.

While holding his bondholder trapped on his lap with two fingers pumping in and out of her, the uncrowned king of Malkier lifted his upper body. The Aes Sedai reacted immediately and grabbed his shoulders, finally having something to hold on to.

Their foreheads found each other, and her warm breath mingled with his own. Her breathing had turned shallow, and she was obviously getting worse the faster Lan kept pumping. Her mouth tried to form words, but every time she was close to saying something, Lan's thumb flicked over her clit, turning her words into a wheeze.

"Let go," the uncrowned king of Malkier whispered, then kissed her.

His thumb attacked her clit, and Moiraine flinched but didn't give in to the pleasure. That woman had an incredible self-control!

"Let go, Moiraine."

The Aes Sedai shook her head. "Anvaere-"

Growling, her Warder covered her lips with his. Why couldn't she forget her sister for a moment? It was time to change strategy. Lan's free hand left her hip and moved up until he could cup her breast. Her nipple was hard from the pleasure running through her body. Her body wanted that release, but Moiraine denied herself this joy. When he pinched the stiff peak, her inner walls contracted around his fingers. She needs more than just my fingers! Now that he knew what she needed, he wanted to do it again, but Moiraine swatted his hand away. She had realized how dangerous this new revelation was for her.

"Let me take care of you."

But Moiraine shook her head. She pressed his wrist down, and his fingers moved out of her. The Aes Sedai whimpered at the loss, then tried to catch her breath.

"Why?" Lan asked, sighing heavily. "Is it because it's me, or-?"

"Don't be silly!" Moiraine hissed, glaring at him. "If I had a problem with you touching me, I wouldn't have started this!"

The Warder pressed a light kiss on her lips to calm her. "Then why, Moiraine? Why don't you allow me to take care of you?"

Her lips opened for him, and he took the opportunity. His free hand moved into her hair to hold her close while his mouth captured hers in a heated kiss. His tongue begged for entrance, which she granted immediately. Her body moved closer to feel him, yet her hand didn't let go of his trapped wrist.

The footsteps reappeared, and Moiraine broke the kiss. Alarmed, she listened carefully while Lan sighed, frustrated. That was ridiculous!

Before the woman of the Blue Ajah could protest, the Warder had his arm around her waist and turned her on her back.

Moiraine shrieked but couldn't do much about it. The big man sat between her legs now, leaning over her. He held up his right hand, showing her his fingers coated in her arousal. "Do you see that?"

The Aes Sedai tried to grab his hand, but Lan moved it out of her reach. "It's been months since someone took care of you, and your body clearly wants it."

"I want it too."

"Do you? Then why do you hold back? Why do you stop me?"

"My sister could come in here any second – she had proven she will if she wants to. I don't want her to see…." A heavy sigh crossed her lips. "She will think it's your fault and try to hurt you."

Finally, she caught his wrist and pulled his hand down to her mouth. Before Lan could stop her, she closed her mouth around his coated finger, sucking them clean.

Envy filled the uncrowned king of Malkier for a heartbeat when he watched her. He had wanted to taste her but wouldn't pull out his fingers if that was what she wanted.

"Do you sometimes hold yourself back when you're with Siuan?"

Moiraine froze, then released his clean fingers. "Sometimes - when I need her to focus."

"Does it work?"

"No," the Aes Sedai sighed. "She knows how to break my self-control." Her tongue licked over her lips, trying to catch possible missed drops of her arousal.

"What does she do?"

"She…." Moiraine stopped herself when she realized what Lan had tried to do. "She has a way."

The Warder watched his bondholder rubbing over her face while his thoughts were running. Siuan had a way to break Moiraine's self-control? What could that be? He had noticed she could hold back when he only pleasured her with his fingers. But once he pinched her nipple, it was harder for her. She couldn't ignore too much stimulation.

Yet, he didn't think Siuan would break Moiraine's self-control by licking her nipples since it was way too easy for the Cairhien woman to push her lover's head away. No. It had to be something Moiraine couldn't… Lan's eyes moved to his bondholder's center, and a smile tugged at his lips.

While the Aes Sedai wasn't paying attention, the uncrowned king of Malkier repositioned himself between her legs, bringing his face close to her glistening vulva. Hadn't he wanted to taste her anyway?

"Lan, what… No!"

Moiraine's first reaction was to pull back her hips, getting a distance between her center and Lan's face. But her Warder had already assumed that much. His hands grabbed her spread thighs and pulled her back to him.

"No! No! No!"

She didn't have a chance. Lan lowered his face, and his tongue dipped into her sweet arousal. He moaned when her taste exploded on his tongue. Light, he had missed that!

"Light, Lan!"

The wheezing woman had given up on escaping the strong man. Instead, her fingers gripped his hair like she could pull him away from her most intimate part.

Lan flattened his tongue over Moiraine's pearl, and the grip on his hair tightened. Twice more, he licked her clit, then closed his mouth around it and started to suck gently. His right hand let go of her thigh. He wanted to feel her inner walls contract around his fingers. He needed to feel her warmth.

His fingers found her vulva, and Moiraine knew exactly what was coming. "Lan, wait! Please!" Lan felt an itch in his fingers. They wanted to be buried inside that incredible woman before him. But her voice… she sounded desperate.

Heavy-heartedly, his other hand found the one that still gripped his hair, loosening her grip. At the same time, he lifted his head, licking his lips deliciously before he kissed her knuckles. "Moiraine."

Her begging eyes found his. Her breathing slowed now that he had stopped attacking her clit. "Talk to me," he begged gently.

Moiraine gulped. "I don't want her to hurt you." Her – Anvaere. Her thoughts were still on what her sister could do to him should she find out about that. "This is Cairhien, Lan, and we're not married. Anvaere already freaked out when she saw us bathing together."

"Forget Anvaere. Forget Cairhien. The only thing that matters is you and I." The Aes Sedai opened her mouth to protest, but Lan was faster. "Tell me you don't want me to bring you pleasure." Her lips moved, but no sound crossed them. The first oath kept her from lying.

A smile appeared on Lan's lips. Moiraine wanted him to pleasure her. All her protest was to protect him from her sister's anger. "Tell me to stop because you don't like what I do."

"Lan," Moiraine begged desperately.

He was a Warder for over twenty years now. He knew Moiraine's way with words and what he needed to do to minimize possible loopholes.

"You have a right to enjoy your life. Stop holding back just to please everyone else."

Lan sighed when she turned her head away to hide her tears. He didn't want her to cry. He wanted her to give in to her needs. Tenderly, he kissed her knuckles while his eyes never left her, waiting for her reaction. But Moiraine stayed silent.

"What do you want me to do?"

When she looked at him with blurry eyes, Lan wanted to wrap her in his arms, protecting her from any pain coming her way. He saw the longing in her eyes, but she bit her lip, refusing to vocalize what she wanted.

The footsteps before their door reappeared and pulled Moiraine's gaze to the door. Lan growled, annoyed. "All right, this has to end. I will tie her to her bed."

When the Warder tried to leave, Moiraine squeezed his hand. "Lan, don't!"

"She drives you mad with her doing! This has to end!" Again, Lan tried to stand up, but this time, Moiraine used his momentum to pull herself into a sitting position. She cupped his face with her hands and pulled him to her so she could press her forehead against his. "Please, don't."

Lan grimaced. He didn't like the situation. Moiraine was scared, yet didn't allow him to help. "Can I at least talk to her if I'm not allowed to tie her up?"

Instead of an answer, the Aes Sedai kissed him, moaning when she tasted herself on his lips. This time, it was Lan who pulled back.

"What can I do to make you feel better?" Moiraine took a deep breath, but her attention went to the door when the footsteps returned, and so did Lan's attention. "This woman will dig a furrow into the floor if she doesn't stop."

The woman of the Blue Ajah chuckled, then tilted her head. "She takes the same path each time she passes the door, doesn't she?"

"It sounds like it."

"So, when she isn't coming close to the door… we…."

Lan saw his bondholder's lips moving, but no word crossed her lips. She couldn't finish her sentence. Gently, he cupped her face. "Forget Anvaere. Tell me what you want."

"I want you," Moiraine whispered.

Her words warmed his heart and made him smile. "I'm at your service, my Aes Sedai. Just tell me what I shall do." Again, she bit her lip. She wasn't good at asking for something for herself. "Do you want me to continue what I have started?"

Hesitantly, Moiraine nodded. Gently, Lan cupped her face and kissed her tenderly. "Shall I use my fingers for it?" His thumbs caressed her cheeks softly, but Moiraine shook her head. "Shall I use my mouth?" This time, he received a nod from her, though she gulped.

Chuckling, the uncrowned king of Malkier kissed her again. "Shall I use it here?" Moiraine seemed to like the game because she smiled at his questions. She stole another kiss from him, then shook her head. "Hmm. Where else could you want my mouth? I believe you need to keep my mouth occupied while I think about something else."

Hungrily, Lan kissed the Cairhien woman while he lowered her back on the mattress. "Hmm. What about here? Would you want my mouth here?" He moved down her body and found her breasts. Her hard nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric.

Longing, Lan closed his mouth around a nipple. His bondholder gasped and pushed her breast in his mouth. "No," she whispered breathlessly.

"Hmm. Where else could I use my mouth?"

Slowly, the big man kissed his way down her body. Their eyes were locked, and he saw the longing in her eyes. She wanted this.

It felt like an eternity until the Warder had placed his body between her legs, his face only inches away from her center. "Look at that." He kissed her inner thigh. "There are lips, too, which beg for my attention." Smiling, Lan kissed the other thigh. "Do you think they will like my tongue?"

Moiraine blushed and covered her eyes with her hands before she nodded, agreeing. Lan laughed at her reaction, then blew air at her intimate part. The Aes Sedai winced, then stiffened when she heard the footsteps again, and her eyes flickered to the door.

"Don't." The uncrowned king of Malkier squeezed the Cairhien woman's thigh. "Look at me."

He saw the insecurity in her eyes. She was close to stopping him again. "You and I – that's the only thing that matters right now. Ignore everything else." He lowered his face. "Just focus on what I'm doing. Allow yourself to feel."

Lan's tongue dove between her vulva and licked up to her clit. Moiraine gripped the linen and gasped. Her head fell back. "Look at me." He repeated his action, but this time, the woman kept eye contact. Lan moaned at the taste of Moiraine. Then his tongue started to play with her clit.

Very quickly, the Aes Sedai panted, and her head fell back again. Her Warder didn't tell her to look at him again. He was focused on increasing her pleasure so she would find release. Since she didn't hold herself back anymore, it was easier to work on his task. Instead of pulling away from him, the woman of the Blue Ajah pushed her hips closer against Lan's face.

When he entered her with two fingers, a small cry escaped her lips, and her knuckles turned white from the tight grip she had on the linen.

"Lan." Moiraine was close, and Lan knew it. Time to increase the speed. His tongue flicked over her clit, and she wheezed. "Lan."

And then the Warder couldn't say if his Aes Sedai said anything more than his name because he was too focused on letting her reach her climax. His tongue flicked up and down before he stopped and sucked at her clit while his fingers kept pumping into her. All he felt was her squirming while he held her to his mouth.

"Lan!"

Finally, a shiver moved through her body, and she stiffened when her climax hit her. Carefully, Lan slowed his movements, letting her ride out her orgasm while he devoured her.

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