Claymore and Dagger (closed)

[heartofcourage]

"Because you are one of the most infuriatingly stubborn men that has ever lived, Sam." Fiona said with an honest tone, laughing softly as she gave him a smile.

 

[KieranSoares]

"Get it from my Da. Someone 'as t'make Ma's life difficult now that 'e's tamed down." Sam met her gaze and added, "Ye've got a really nice smile, Fiona."

 

[heartofcourage]

Fiona's smile faltered slightly as he brought attention to it. She was a little uncomfortable that he seemed to truly enjoy spending time with her.

"Sam, I've done things that I'm not proud of in my life." She murmured softly, her cheeks heating red in the most baffling way. "My adult life has been full of taking. Taking from others, taking from myself. Can you really be satisfied with someone like me?"

 

[KieranSoares]

"Yeah," Sam answered with a kinder and brighter smile than she'd ever seen. "I'm no' makin' light of what ye've done in the past. But ye've made up for it in my eyes. Instead o' running away, y'saved my little sister an' ye've never done anythin' malicious."

 

[heartofcourage]

"That you know of." Fiona quipped, laughing softly at the look in Sam's eyes.

Instead of defending herself at that comment, she reached out and pulled Sam close, kissing him gently with a soft sigh.

 

[KieranSoares]

Sam was beyond glad to experience another of he kisses. Their first had been all he could think about for days after. But now he was calm and his kiss was gentle and welcoming, though there was a hint of the fire that burned in the young Ghis' soul.

 

[heartofcourage]

Fiona relaxed at the simple kiss, her hand cupping Sam's cheek when it finally ended and she was left looking into green eyes that were becoming increasingly familiar. "I should get home before we do something that we might regret."

 

[KieranSoares]

"I thought y'said no regrets." Sam smiled at her with a chuckle, committing her own cub-blue eyes to memory. "An' y'know I wouldn' make y'do anythin' y'don't want to."

 

[heartofcourage]

"I haven't had any regrets so far." Fiona said softly as his green eyes burned into her own. "And I know you would never force me into something that I didn't want. I don't know if I could trust myself if we went much further."

 

[KieranSoares]

"Trust yourself?" Sam asked. "I don' want anything we do t'feel like you lost control, Fiona."

 

[heartofcourage]

"I already feel like I've lost control." Fiona said softly. "I don't know anything about love, Sam. I have no idea if I'm doing any of this right."

 

[KieranSoares]

"Love isn' somethin' tha' can be taught. Tha's why couples're so different. Look at my parents an' compare 'em to Ria an' Gerald. Their relationships're nothin' alike. Jus' be yourself. Tha's the Fiona I like."

 

[heartofcourage]

Fiona was quiet as he said that, thinking about the relationships that she knew and trying to compare herself to them. "I know I like kissing you. And when you're not so serious."

 

[KieranSoares]

"Well, I don' know about th'second bit, but I'll kiss you whenever you like," he offered a smile and kissed her once more.

 

[heartofcourage]

Fiona's heart did a strange little flip as Sam kissed her again, admitting that he would kiss her as often as she would like. Her eyes closed and she enjoyed the moment, her hands resting in his broad shoulders.

 

[KieranSoares]

Sam's normally-tense muscles relaxed slowly and one hand laid over her own while the other cupped her cheek, unhurried and unbothered by anything else in the world. When their lips parted, he murmured, "People migh' get ideas, you disappearin' into my room with me... Would y'like me t'walk you home?"

 

[heartofcourage]

Fiona slowly nodded her head as her senses returned, agreeing that he needed to take her home. "Would you carry my books?"

 

[KieranSoares]

"I can do that," Sam nodded, standing with her and putting the first book back in the box and picking it up. He escorted her down and out of the keep, headed for her little cabin. Will had gone home earlier with most of the crowd and was likely already fast asleep.

 

[heartofcourage]

"I'm glad that you didn't bring the carriage this time." Fiona admitted as she glanced towards Sam. "I always feel like I'm closed in when I ride in one. I like feeling the wind in my hair when I ride on Roman."

 

[KieranSoares]

"Ma an' Da insisted, said I shouldn' make a proper lady walk. Next time I'll bring th'drakes," Sam assured her. " I hate 'em too. But my job's required me t'get used to it, ridin' with my family an' important people t'protect them."

 

[heartofcourage]

"A proper lady? They really think that I'm a proper lady?" Fiona asked with a soft laugh. "Your Ma is, perhaps. Not me."

 

[KieranSoares]

"All women're ladies t'some extent," he repeated after his late grandmother. She'd taken great pains to instill in the men in the family that no woman was to be treated as a lesser human, a possession, or a slave to men. It had served to make them revere the roles of women much like their tribal neighbors did.

 

[heartofcourage]

"You might make yourself a good poet some day with those sweet words." Fiona teased him with a small smile. "As much as you try to hide it, I can see that you have a soft heart."

 

[KieranSoares]

"It's my Da's fault. He jus' keeps gettin' softer an' softer. Can't 'elp followin' along if only a little. Then again, migh' be Ma's fault. She's th'reason 'e's so soft. Gran too."

 

[heartofcourage]

"Your family is lovely, Sam." Fiona said as they approached the cabin and she paused outside the door. "You should be proud of them."