Chapter 97
He kicked the door shut behind him before kissing her passionately. "Maker, I've been waiting all night to get you out of that dress." His lips found hers again as his fingers started undoing the tiny buttons at the back. When he'd finished he slid the sleeves off her shoulders, then, with a tug at the corset ribbons, the dress slipped the rest of the way down her body to pool at her feet.
Aedan groaned as he looked upon his wife; a white lacy bra pushed her breasts into a tempting cleavage, but what really drew his attention was the lace garter belt and the suspenders that held up sheer stockings which covered her long legs all the way down to her cream high-heeled shoes. "Turn around," he whispered huskily. His cock jerked at the sight of the slim suspenders that framed her ass perfectly. He picked her up and carried her over to the four-poster bed where he laid her down. He smiled, stepped back and slowly started undressing, teasing her with each inch of toned, tanned flesh that he uncovered.
He climbed onto the bed fully naked and proceeded to remove the rest of Emma's clothes – apart from the suspenders, stockings and shoes. She rolled him onto his back, and worked her way slowly down his body, teasing his nipples with light flicks of her tongue, and tasting his skin with kisses and gentle nips. Her fingers splayed over his hip bones, holding him down as she lowered her mouth over the flushed head of his cock. He gasped with delight as her lips massaged his length with each bob of her head, and her tongue glided across sensitive nerves.
"Swing your body over here, Angel. I want a taste of you, too." She shifted around until her knees rested either side of his head, then his hands stroked up her thighs and he pulled her down to his waiting mouth. When his tongue teased her clitoris, she let out a muffled cry which sent vibrations down his cock, causing him to buck upwards. He managed to regain his focus, and soon had a finger pumping inside her tight channel while he sucked on her small, swollen nub. The orgasm exploded within her, taking her by surprise and causing her hips to jerk rapidly back and forth.
While she was still catching her breath, he pushed himself into a sitting position against the headboard and lifted Emma onto his lap. She moaned at the feel of his heated erection pressing against her sex, and then she was sliding down his length, taking him all the way to the hilt.
"Hello, Lady Cousland."
She chuckled. "That title is going to take a bit of getting used to, Lord Cousland."
He pulled a face. "Maybe we should just stick with Mr and Mrs?"
"That works for me." She leaned over and kissed him as she lifted her hips. One large hand smoothed down her back to rest on one ass cheek, his fingers toying with the suspenders while his other hand cupped a perky breast and rolled her nipple between thumb and forefinger. She leaned back, taking her weight on her arms and began to roll her hips while squeezing his cock in a rhythmic clenching of muscles.
As the pace sped up, his hands moved to her waist in order to pull her harder onto his throbbing penis. She pushed herself into an upright position as she drew close, and curled her body around his, digging her fingers into his hair, her rapid breath warming the skin of his neck. "Fuck! Oh, fuck!" He gritted his teeth, and she felt his seed fill her which, in turn, set off her own climax, and she screamed his name as she shuddered in his arms.
Later on, as they lay dozing on and off, Aedan asked, "So, what's next for us, Angel?" She rolled over, half-lying on top of him. "We've got a few months to help Alistair settle in, then we'll be travelling to Amaranthine. You're going to meet some interesting people there."
17th Justinian 9:31 – Vigil's Keep, Amaranthine
They spent a couple of weeks at Highever, visiting with Fergus, and then they received the request to travel to Amaranthine and help establish Vigil's Keep.
As they walked up the road leading to the Arling, they were met by a young female warrior, hoping to be recruited into the Grey Wardens. She apologised for not meeting them earlier and explained that she'd become a bit lost in the storm.
"Ah, a poor sense of direction; my wife suffers from the same problem."
Emma stuck out her tongue. "That only happened a few times." The rain continued to pelt them, and flashes of lightning lit the sky from time to time as they walked up the road. "Bloody hell, are we near the Storm Coast or something?" Emma complained. Revek barked happily and bounced around in a few puddles. "Well, at least he's enjoying the weather," Aedan said with a chuckle.
Mhairi looked over to him and blushed. "It's an honour to meet you, Ser. I've heard so much about you." Emma rolled her eyes; one of the problems of being married to the Hero of Ferelden was the groupies who kept throwing themselves at him. Thankfully, he always politely but firmly put them in their place and usually followed it up by passionately kissing Emma, just to drive the point home. Also, considering Mhairi's fairly short life-span, she couldn't begrudge the poor woman her obvious crush.
The familiar scratching started up at the back of her skull and she looked over to Aedan who met her gaze. "Here we go again," he said as he pulled his blades free. First, they had to calm down the panicked merchant who came sprinting down the road, shouting about darkspawn. Aedan told him to wait at the gatehouse and look out for any more survivors. Emma reached for her staff, which had been a wedding gift from Aedan, as she'd been lacking one since she'd returned Wynne's staff.
"This is like old times," Aedan said as he cut down one darkspawn after another. Emma chuckled. "We'll even get to see an ogre or two." She froze a Hurlock, and Mhairi promptly shattered it with a blow from her shield. They worked tirelessly, sending any soldiers to the gatehouse, finding the medical supplies, and finally entering the massive building. After taking down a few shrieks, they worked their way through the rooms and came across Anders.
Emma tried not to glare at him, but it was difficult when she knew what he was going to do. However, in all likelihood, the mage rebellion would have started sooner or later, but that didn't change the fact that he was going to be responsible for a lot of innocent deaths in Kirkwall. She pushed down the anger; he hadn't done anything yet, so for now, she would treat him as she would everyone else.
"Hey, aren't you the Hero of Ferelden?" Anders exclaimed excitedly.
Aedan nodded. "But I prefer Aedan, it's a lot quicker to say." Anders laughed, and his eyes moved to Emma. "And who is this little beauty?"
"My wife," Aedan stated, the warning clear in his voice.
"His wife," Emma said firmly. They both stopped when they realised they'd spoken at the same time. Anders held up his hands. "I get it. I shall behave myself." His easy grin relaxed the atmosphere, and Emma found herself liking the mage, regardless of his future actions.
They were in the process of getting survivors to safety, when a familiar voice shouted, "It's about sodding time you got here." Emma sighed. Damn it, she'd really hoped he'd try to work things out with Felsi. But there was no time to think on that as more darkspawn attacked. After the fight was over, they continued searching the Keep for more survivors, and subsequently came across a mortally wounded Grey Warden. Mhairi ran forward, his name falling from her lips. "Rowland!"
Emma bent down and checked the wound, while Rowland told them of the talking darkspawn he'd encountered. She looked up and shook her head. "I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do." Aedan gave a nod that he'd heard her while he asked Rowland a couple of questions, and then, with a final gasp, the man's head rolled forward.
Eventually, they reached the rooftop in time to see a soldier being thrown off the roof, and Seneschal Varel kneeling on the wet ground with a very large sword at his throat. "Others will come creature! They will stop you!"
At the sound of footsteps, the darkspawn turned towards them. "It seems your words be true, more than you are guessing."
"It is talking!" Anders said in surprise.
"Well, let's shut it up already!" Oghren growled.
With a nod from Aedan, the party attacked. Emma kept her focus on The Withered knowing that he was a fairly tough opponent to take down. When the creature was almost dead, she released a wave of Force magic and pushed it over the edge. Its screams were abruptly cut off when it smashed into the ground. Aedan raised an eyebrow, and Emma explained, "It seems only fair after he threw that poor soldier off the roof."
The clatter of armour and heavy footsteps drew everyone to the wall to see who was approaching. Aedan grinned. "It seems Alistair has come to visit us in our new home." They quickly made their way downstairs to greet their friend and King. As Alistair entered the courtyard, Aedan and Emma dropped to one knee, and Varel and Mhairi swiftly followed suit when they realised who their guest was.
"I really didn't expect such a welcome. I would have been happy with a few drinks, maybe a cake," Aedan joked. Alistair chuckled and gave him a quick one-armed hug, and then pulled Emma in for a hug too. Aedan and Varel then took turns in getting him up to speed with their current situation. When they'd finished, Alistair frowned. "I didn't realise you'd be thrown in at the deep end like this. But, if anyone can do this, it's you. Find out what's going on with these warring factions, get Vigil's Keep up to full strength, and recruit a few new Wardens."
Aedan grinned. "Oh, is that all? We'll be home in a week."
