Hey Halsin Babes! Breastfeeding kink and fluff ahead!

It had been a few days since the incident at the hot springs. Haslin did his best to reign himself in. He occupied himself sitting on the bench whittling, making a rocking chair for her, but also wide enough for him to sit and rock if he needed it. The repetitive movements of moving the knife along the wood and the sanded paper along the curves of the handles settled his mind. When whittling stopped being calming, or he nicked his fingers enough times to unsettle him, he would transform and run wild through the forests behind the village.

He had just finished the final touches on the chair when he came back to the warm cabin and he found Aramiya feeding Camellia. His shirt that she wore draped over one shoulder and removed from the other. Halsin enjoyed watching her, not always in a sensual way, but to see how different and caring she became as a mother. She never covered the child's head when she ate, instead she let her chest be free and Camellia nursed by pushing and pulling at the breast, all as nature intended. There were times that the child chafed her poor mother and Halsin had to made a salve of marshmallow, calendula, chamomile, and oil to help soothe them. He kept some of those herbs in hand in small pots by the window and Aramiya tended to them between periods of rest and feedings.

They had been living with him for around four months. It hadn't taken long before they had fallen into a comfortable rhythm even as they got used to the growth of the bairn. Halsin didn't require true sleep so he took most of the night shift of caring for Camellia except in instances where he couldn't, feeding being one of them. When Camellia fussed due to hunger he put her on the cot with her mother and gently awoke Aramiya enough for her to lift her shirt and allow the child to suckle. The rest of the time, when he wasn't sexually frustrated or tending to other things, he sat in meditation on their situation.

It was those moments he got alone with Camellia that made him angrier at Gale. How could he have forsaken a life with a beautiful woman and his child for a goddess who had spurned him more than once? The same goddess who, if Halsin remembered correctly, sent him on a damned suicide mission commanding him to blow himself up! Only time would tell if Camellia would look like her father, but he had a strong feeling that she wouldn't resemble Gale at all. If anything the child's eyes, when she stared at him, were more like his own. A small smile twitched in his lips. If we were to become her father he would cherish her. He would teach her which plants were medicine, which were food, how to be in nature naturally without embarrassment or fear. Teaching her to WildShape, to fish, to forage, to…

He sighed, this is the life he had been imagining when he first met Aramiya when she stirred his heart. That fateful day when she and the group rescued him out of the Goblin camp. The night at the tiefling party when she had consumed a bit too much wine and continued to sneak glances at him even after he insisted that she dance and have fun with Alfira and the others. The way she had cared for him when his pride was injured. He remembered her face when he confessed his affection to her. How it lit up like a jar of lightning bugs and how her tail swished around like a cat's. The way her face fell when she told him that she returned his affection but another blocked her.

Regretful what if's weren't something he could afford himself right now. There was a woman, a child, and an entire village relying on him. Though, if he was honest, the village had managed itself while he was preoccupied. They came for healing and questions but for the most part had given him space, and for that he was grateful. The original foundlings that helped him form this village were mostly grown and having bairns of their own now and had delegated tasks and managed to be self-sufficient. They had blacksmiths, midwives, school teachers, farmers, and all manner of trades now. So much so that traveling merchants made them a stop on their way to Baldur's Gate and other cities.

Aramiya winced a bit and he returned from his introspection. Halsin handed her the salve from the mantle above the hearth and offered his arms for Camellia. She handed him the baby and winced at the chafed nipple. Gently squeezing her breast, which was still engorged, she hissed as blood colored milk dribbled down.

Halsin carefully cradled Camellia in one arm and crouched down to where Aramiya sat. "How badly does it hurt?" His voice was gentle.

"The worst it's been. I can try the other side, but that also still hasn't fully healed."

He placed Camellia in her bassinet and returned to Aramiya. "May I?" He watched as a pink flush appeared over her chest and neck but she nodded.

"I'm going to put my hand on your breast and see what is causing the pain. I have a feeling it could be infected." Halsin waited until she nodded and before his large hand enveloped the entire breast, warm green magic coating his hand. "The infection just started and the blockage causing it is almost out, but-" he chose his next words carefully. "It needs a bit of help.."

He removed his hand and waited for Aramiya to realize what he had said. Her green eyes went wide against her black scleras. "O-oh hells."

"Indeed, I can help, if you are comfortable with that."

Her right hand came up to cover her face. If the other night was any indication she had similar thoughts he had while they were in the springs and this bordered on medicinal and arousal for her. Haslin maintained a tamed face, reminding himself of the fact he was an Archdruid and this was one of the duties of being a healer.

She removed her hand from her face, which was twisted between embarrassment and pain, and steeled her eyes to his. "Please, I don't know how much more I can take." Her words held double meanings, but he focused on the health of the woman in front of him. He checked on Camellia in her crib, taking a deep breath while standing over her before returning to Aramiya.

Halsin grabbed an empty cup from the small table next to them and took another breath before speaking. "I'm going to put my hand on the side of your breast this time before putting my mouth over you and sucking out the infection." He narrated, for her or himself he wasn't sure. "It might be a bit painful as I will be pulling harder than Camellia can, but if it gets too painful let me know."

He paused, kneeling in front of her. "After that I can check the other side as well to make sure nothing else is blocked." That same flushed pink bloomed across her. "We need to make sure you both stay healthy." He added.

"Alright," Aramiya said, her voice tiny and raspy.

Aramiya was a bit of a mess at the thought of him suckling at her breast. It was more than just sheer embarrassment at that being the only treatment for a blocked duct. It was the urge for him to do it anyway, the images of him in the springs teasing her.

His hands did exactly as he had told her and he found the blockage. She watched as his licked his lips before moving forward. She swore he had to school is tongue back into his mouth to avoid licking at her nipple first before sucking it into his mouth.

The sensation of his mouth on her, even while in a decent amount of pain was enough for her to moan and slap her hand over her mouth. His right hand held her breast in place as he poured magic through to try and keep the pain to a minimum. What was left however was pleasure. Aramiya bit the inside of her lower lip to try and stifle the little moans and sighs.

Halsin sucked, hard. The taste of infection was there but the blockage was stubborn. His mouth left her nipple with a soft pop and he spit the contents of his mouth into the cup next to him. He then resumed the suckling trying to get the remaining blockage out which earned him another startled moan.

When he eventually managed to get it free, he felt her milk pour into his mouth warm and sweet. It had an almost almond like flavor. It took almost everything in him to stop and spit the rest out into the cup next to him. His hand lingered to confirm what he already knew, the blockage and infection was gone. Seemingly having a mind of it's own, his thumb grazed across her nipple healing the additional chaffing he was sure he had caused.

Halsin removed his right hand from her and lifted the other side of the shirt to reveal her right breast. Her nipple was similarly chafed and he noticed beads of milk streaming down. He cleared his throat before narrating putting his hand on her again. This time his thumb found her nipple with intention to heal the chaffing while examining this breast as well. With almost a touch of disappointment he didn't find a blockage but was tempted to say he had, if only to taste her again.

Had Haslin not been between her knees she would have buckled them together and squeezed. The feeling of release when the blockage came out. The warmth of his magic and his fingers on her skin. It almost became too much for her.

She didn't know if he knew just how starved she was for touch, his face schooled perfectly into that of a healer and Archdruid of many years, but if he didn't after all this…. Aramiya gave a small whimper at the lack skin on skin when he finally pulled his hands away.

"Ha-," was all she managed before he stood with the cup and made his way towards the back door of the cabin. She willed her body to speak. "Halsin." The Bear Druid stopped in his tracks and turned carefully to look at her. It was then she saw the same need in his eyes. He was running from it, she realized, in an effort to keep her from getting hurt- physically at least.

"I'll be back in a moment." the next words out of his mouth where whispered. "I would never abandon you."

Aramiya wasn't sure if she was meant to hear those last words, or if he intended to say them outloud, but her heart swelled at them none the less. She look the time to recenter herself and to right her shirt. The soft cotten fabric against her nipples was a delicious feeling after Halsin's hands had been against them.

The skirt she wore she hitched up to her thighs. Focusing her mind she felt her own healing abilities tingle in her fingers as she reached down to examine herself. It was the only bit of her druidic abilities that had come back to her, courtesy of Thaniel and Halsin reteaching her. She felt like a novice druid again, but it helped her heal the more intimate parts of her. Halsin, ever the gentleman, always offered to assist and carefully monitored her to make sure she healed appropriately.

The arousal was a distraction as she focused on checking that she was, in all honestly, healed. Even the lightest touch of her own fingers against herself sent a wave of pleasure through her. The ache in the springs might have been truly the ache of arousal coming back to her. She continued to touch and 'examine' herself. Her own long fingers explored the outside of her sex, her clit swollen and ready. When she examined more inside she was surprised she didn't climax with her own fingers she was wound so tight.

Her mind wandered to what his would feel like….

Taking a deep breath she squirmed on the chair, when she removed her fingers, but stopped before she got any more ideas. She cleaned her hand off on her skirt, pushed her thighs togher, and fixed the remaining fabric back over her knees to avoid being caught red handed when he came back.

Speak of a devil! There was rustling and she watched as he carefully kicked the backdoor open and came back rear-end first. Her braid slipped to one side as she titled her head to try and get a better look at what he was carrying in. As he set it down in front of the fireplace, closest to Camellia's bassinet, she realized it was a rocking chair. Aramiya stood and walked over to the chair carefully running her fingers across the intricatly carved designs. In the center was a waxing moon, similar to the one the day she gave birth to Camellia. On one side was a large cave bear on all fours with a lake and a few ducks in the background. On the other was a large Owlbear with rosebushes in the corner.

"Halsin, it's beautiful."

He smiled brightly and motioned her to sit. "Please take a seat, want to make sure it works as intended."

She did as he asked and took a few small rocks back and forth, the motion soothing. She ran her hands along the soft carved handles. He had taken careful measures to make sure it was sanded was a bit wide, but as she tucked her leg beneath her, she realized he made it with both of them in mind affirming for her that he wanted her to stay. A few stray tears escaped her which she wiped before she stood again.

Making her way around the chair she touched his forearm. On her tiptoes she could reach Halsin's chin, but she brought her hand up to his face and carefully angled his chin down so she could place a light kiss on his lips. "Why are you so kind to me?" she whispered, before lowering her feet flat again, but leaving her hand on his cheek.

Halsin wrapped his hand around the back of her head rubbing circles into the hollow behind her ear. "You have always deserved kindness, even moreso now."

"Why did I ever choose him when I had you?" She leaned into his touch and returned the caressing running her thumb over the apple of his cheek.

"I've been asking myself the same thing. But you are here with me now." He gently pulled her head up, pulling her to her tippy toes, before kissing her. His lips were soft and the pressure of it gentle but firm. She angled her mouth so she could open it wider, letting him deepen the kiss if he wished. Deepen it he did. He licked at her lips, a silent ask to which she happily affirmed so their tongues could dance.

Her hand on his face fell to his chest as she used it to anchor herself on her toes. Halsin other hand comfortably smoothed over her backside, his hand cupping her cheek and thigh. Noticing she was struggling he put a tighter grip on her and lifted her bringing her up to hip height. At the sudden lift Aramiya instinctually wrapped her legs around Halsin's waist, her legs resting on his love handles and moved her hands from his chest to his shoulders.

Pulling away she looked at him, their faces mostly equal height, and giggled.

"What is so funny, my heart?" he chastised her.

Aramiya's tail flicked back and forth before curling up it up his thigh and ran a hand through his hair. "How easily this Cave bear picked up an Owlbear…tsk." She left his laughter shake his body.

"Well, when the Owlbear is in her bornform, it is much easier to do." Halsin walked forward a bit and moved them to the original chair she was sitting in and sat pulling her closer to him as he did so. He kissed her again, more passion behind it this time before he broke it off again. "When was the last time he cared for you?" his voice was barely a whisper.

She could tell he had been thinking about Gale and the situation she found herself in. She also knew he was now carrying bad blood for the Wizard of WaterDeep. Her finger traced the smile lines before answering. "Since shortly after I had seen you last." Her face pulled into a frown. "I've realized it the more time I spent with you. We had barely made it together 18 months post Baldur's before he engrossed himself in study and teaching again. He stopped returning to our tower nightly. Occasionally, he would stop by with flowers or books he thought I would like. On the rare occasion I got to tag long he ignored me.

"Tara, that damn parentified cat, didn't bother to hide her snidness with me any longer and even she left me in that tower. A few of the flowers he brought me, the first few years I was able to amass quite a collection of plants from the cut flowers and my druid magic. After a while and not being able to leave to be in nature, the only thing I retained was a small bit of plant magic to help keep my plants alive." she rubbed her nose against his, cherishing being this close to him. "About a year or so ago I asked if we could have a child. I had convinced myself that having a child could help our marriage after all it was one of the things he said he wanted with me. He agreed to have a child with me but once I confirmed I was pregnant, he all but vanished."

She felt Halsin's growl in his chest.

"He had sent a letter saying that Mystra and Elminster had called upon him for a counsel and he didn't know when he would return. So I waited and wrote letters almost daily about the growth of our baby. I sent them along with Tara to him whenever she came around. Pregnancy does many things to you and being alone in that tower with my brain… Eventually I wrote him a letter that said we needed to talk and for him to come home."

"I'm guessing that was the last letter before all of this?" It was her turn to laugh.

"Oh you would think. It took me months to finally get him back to that tower. Eventually I wrote one that essentially told him that I didn't think he wanted our child and that I would have been better of with even Astarion than him." she chuckled again. "That one I had delivered by a Weave Dove. I had a suspicion that Tara wasn't delivering them. Being surrounded by books isn't a bad thing, learning how to use the material in those books however was another. That was the only letter that got to him because within minutes he was home."

"The Tressym?"

"Probably at Mystra's request." Aramiya confirmed.

"What exactly happened? I didn't want to pressure you into telling me before you were ready."

Aramiya kissed him before continuing. "He came in demanding what I meant about Astarion, knowing the vampire could just show up as he wished, when I told him it was in an effort to get him home to be there for the birth of his child, he relaxed a bit. I asked why he hadn't written me back as I had been writing daily, and he looked befuddled. I asked again and after a moment recognition hit him.

"He told me he had gotten two or three but hadn't responded due to not having the time. I had him confirm which ones he had gotten and we talked about them. One of the only ones before the one that got him to return home, was the one where I had mentioned that two held my heart. I had written it after I had a dream of the final days of fighting the Absolute. It was about you. I sobbed for hours and because I didn't feel I could write you, I wrote it to him." Her forehead rested on his now.

"You confirmed you still had feelings for me to him?" Halsin's voice sounded dry as he said it.

"I did." she all but whispered.

"I'm guessing he then felt guilty and admitted about Mystra?"

Aramiya looked at the man below her and nodded. "Claimed someone had told him that I was cheating on him with Astarion the entire time. When I ask him why he didn't confront me about it he claimed that he had gotten too busy with the school. Then he confessed everything. Including that he used an Insemination ritual."

"What in the hells is that?" Halsin's brows knitted together. He had never heard of such a thing before, it certainly went against everything that was natural.

"Almost what it sounds like. It works by giving the womb a mystical birth. How some Asamir are created, take Orin the Red."

Halsin nodded and understood what she meant now. "But what does that mean for you?"

"Well, he said that the ritual did give me the result of being pregnant, but that the baby would be someone else's." She looked at Camellia now, listening to her coo as she played with her feet. "He claimed it could be the one I imagined having children with or the one that was destined to be the father of my children. Like most Wizards he glanced over the bits about the outcome."

"Clearly you were furious, Camellia came at such a speed I didn't think possible."

"Beyond furious. Not only had I learned that the time I spent trapped in that tower meant nothing, I was betrayed by the only person who did see me, and the man who I thought loved me betrayed me in many ways. The first firebolt that flew at him was a mistake, but then he kept trying to justify his actions and calling me 'my love'... I hurled bolt after bolt. I even caught that tratiorous treesym with one." She moved a few stray hair pieces out of her face. "I didn't want to hurt him, I just…"

"If that was all that he got he should consider himself lucky. Your portal, you said you used the Weave?" Halsin was now rubbing small circles in her back and tracing the small bumps above her tail which now she was lazily flicking between his legs.

"At least I think it was the Weave. My magic had been all over the place since getting pregnant. I wasn't sure what I used to get here so I assumed. Whatever it was," She paused looking him in the eyes. "I'm glad it brought me to you."

"The Insemination ritual," Haslin's thoughts finally catching up. "You mentioned the one you imagined having children with or the one that was destined to be the father of your children?" Aramiya nodded and bit her lower lip. "Did you ever picture yourself having children with Gale?"

She closed her eyes as she said it to avoid the look he was going to give her. "...No."

Halsin's face was a genuine look of surprise. He looked over to the bassinet, could she? Aramiya kept biting her lip chewing the corners raw. "What do you believe?" he tucked a stray hair behind her pointed ear and moved his thumb to gently stop her from tearing a hole in her lip.

"I don't know." she opened her eyes and covered his hand with hers. "But there have been too many coincidences since. I'm not sure what I believe. I'm sure if Gale really wanted me back or really thought that the baby was his, he'd be beating down the door."

Halsin nodded. He agreed with that and was unsure of why he hadn't tried anything in the months that they had shared a home. In his meditations, that he had chalked up as dreams, he had seen little lavender teiflings who called him Papa, not Daddy Halsin as the other children had over the years. He wasn't sure what to make of it.

"Aramiya," He looked at the woman in his arms. She was looking at him intently waiting for him. Her sitting in his lap gave him other ideas, but he had one more question for her. "Do you want me to be her father?"

"I do. If you-" His lips crashing into hers as she said it. He desperately wanted it, regardless of how she came into existence. As soon as the information was comprehended he felt a knowing and his heart swelled at the thought.