Ghis (closed)

[heartofcourage]

“I’ll never want another man but you. That’s how you’ve ruined me, Brogan.” She murmured, cooing as he continued to press kisses against her skin. “And I’ll never want it any other way.”

She traced her hands through his thick hair, curling her fingers around the locks as she looked down the length of her body to watch him continue his exploration.

 

[KieranSoares]

"Good," he smirked softly, and lifted his head to meet her eyes, "'Cause yer mine." There was a possessive glint in his eye, but his gaze softened further. "Gods, I love you..." his lips met her own again and he finally settled beside her, pulling the blanket over the both of them.

 

[heartofcourage]

Julia sighed in contentment as Brogan pulled her alongside his body, the blanket draw up over her naked body. She rested her cheek against his uninjured shoulder and snuggle against him for the night. She would be sore in the morning but it was a small price to pay for rebuilding her marriage. Began was a good man and she would strive to show him that with every fiber of her being.

 

[KieranSoares]

When morning finally came, for the first time, Brogan was not the first to wake. He remained sleeping peacefully beside her, keeping her close and protected in the circle of his arms. He looked incredibly harmless while he was asleep, like a man who'd never seen war or strife aside from his scars. He almost looked innocent.

 

[heartofcourage]

Julia yawned and slowly opened her eyes as a shaft of grey winter sunlight sliced across her face. She let out a sigh and turned her head towards the window, noticing the way that the snow was just starting to fall in fat flakes. She hoped today would not be one for a battle. It was too cold and having Brogan next to her was truly welcome.

She turned back towards her husband and snuggled against his side, her arm draping across his chest. She watched his features as he slept, noticing how peaceful he looked. He seemed nearly 10 years younger as he slumbered and she couldn’t help but reach out and trace her finger tips along his nose and across his lips. She couldn’t help but think about Ciaran in that moment and she was haunted by the look of death upon him at his funeral. She shivered to think about seeing Brogan the same way.

“Please don’t fight today, my love.” She murmured softly.

 

[KieranSoares]

It was another fifteen or twenty minutes before Brogan's eyes opened, and softly, he muttered, "... Is th' sun up...?" He couldn't quite wake up enough to roll over and look to the window. All he cared to do was draw Julia closer and kiss her neck lovingly. Whether or not the sun had risen, he didn't want to get up and he surely didn't want to leave his wife's side. He was too comfortable and too happy with her here to face the world yet.

 

[heartofcourage]

“The sun has been up for a while now, love.” She murmured against his ear, smiling a she pulled her close and kissed her throat. “It’s snowing though. Perhaps there will be no battle today.”

She pressed her lips against his, praying that he agreed with her statement. She knew that battle waited for no man, but there was hope that perhaps there would be one peaceful day out of a week that had been absolutely dreadful.

 

[KieranSoares]

"There'll be one..." he sighed, but gladly returned her kiss. Brogan's arms wrapped more possessively around her, one hand caressing her back. "It won' be much... but Scots don' stop fer snow..." With another kiss, he sat up slowly, and groaned at the pain in his shoulder. It was incredibly sore. His other muscles felt tight from heavy, sudden use the night before.

 

[heartofcourage]

Julia let out a long sigh as he pulled her firmly against his chest, telling her that there would be a battle whether there was snow or not. She didn’t like the idea of him out there fighting, especially after what had happened to Ciaran.

She lay back against the pillows as Brogan sat up, stretching and groaning as he tried to stretch out his sore muscles. If she were honest, she would tell him that she was just as sore, especially her bottom, but she remained quiet as he moved around.

“Please don’t go out today, love. I feel like something bad will happen.” She said softly, hoping to convince him that the battle wasn’t important.

 

[KieranSoares]

Brogan looked down at her, his brows stitching in concern, "Love... I 'ave t'go..." He leaned down to kiss her lips gently. "But fer you... I'll stay a' th' back t'day an' jus' give th' orders, alrigh'? I need t'let m'shoulder heal any'ow."

 

[heartofcourage]

Julia held Brogan tight as he leaned down to kiss her, telling her that he would stay at the back of his ranks that day. She pressed her cheek against his neck, struggling to let him go. She didn’t want to let him free for the fear that she might never see him again. He was the only thing that she had in her life at that moment and the thought of losing him was almost unbearable.

“Come home to me, Brogan. That’s all I ask.” She said softly, her lips finding their way to his cheek and kissing him gently. “And no more wounds. They get in the way of our intimate moments.”

She struggled to give him a smile as she pressed her forehead against his, drinking in the moment that she had with her husband.



Emma paced the length of her bedroom, her face holding a sour expression. She wouldn’t believe that the assassin the evening before had completely botched the job. With Boar away, she would have to think quickly on her feet. Pausing, she turned towards the man that was waiting for her order. Dressed as a servant, he easily moved in and out of the keep without raising suspicion.

“Since you and your partner are completely worthless, I will give you one last chance to prove yourself before the order for execution goes out.” Moving towards her traveling chest, she pulled free a vial of white powder. “Poison…in her drink during the next meal. Do not fail in this or you will not like the outcome.”

 

[KieranSoares]

"As y'say, m'queen," Brogan answered softly, stroking her cheek with the pad of his thumb. "I'll always come back t'ya." He then gave her a gently-teasing smirk, "After all... y'don' know th' first thing 'bout runnin' a Clan yet. Someone's gotta do it."


Emma's agent nodded slightly, "Yes, milady... It will be done." He slipped out to await his moment.

 

[heartofcourage]

“Nor do I want to know how to run a clan. That is your job, my dear. It’s why I keep you around.” She said with a little smile, kissing him with a gentle passion. “And if you do not get out of this bed soon, I fear that you won’t at all.”

Julia almost hoped that he would agree to stay, to spend the day with her as the battle was left to other able men. She knew that Brogan was too stubborn for that and that they would soon part…leaving her to worry about his safety.

 

[KieranSoares]

"I don' mind sayin' tha' I don' want t'leave..." He muttered and kissed her again, laying a hand on her back to caress her skin. "Yer too beautiful, I'm too tired, an' Wick's too much trouble." Another kiss, and he finally sat up slowly.

 

[heartofcourage]

After that last kiss, Julia watched as he sat up and slowly started to pull himself to his feet. It was probably the most painful moment that she’d ever watched. She wanted him there with her, safe…but she knew that she had to let him go. It was the best thing for all involved.

“I think I shall spend the day with your mother. Perhaps we can make a nice coming home present for Annie.” She said with a smile, trying to lighten the mood and to get him thinking about happier things.

 

[KieranSoares]

Brogan finally managed to pick himself up and get half-dressed, but his tunic was a challenge because his shoulder just wouldn't allow him to shift his arm back far enough. He sighed, "Can ya... give me an 'and, love...?" He looked rather ashamed of having to ask, sitting back down at the edge of the bed. He hated feeling weak more than almost anything.

 

[heartofcourage]

“Of course, love.” Julia said softly as she slipped from beneath the covers and moved to help him finish dressing.

Standing before him naked, she took the shirt and carefully fed his injured arm through the sleeve before helping him with the other and pulling the whole thing over his head. When it was in place, she tied the loose strands that held it closed at his throat, taking a step back to admire her handy work.

“There’s no need to be ashamed, Brogan. You got your wound defending your wife. To me that seems incredibly honorable.” She said with a smile, hoping that his mood lightened as she turned to retrieve the rest of his clothing.

 

[KieranSoares]

Before she could get too far, Brogan caught Julia's hand and pulled her back into his lap, capturing her lips in another warm, passion-edged kiss. When their lips parted, he set his forehead against her own, his dark eyes closed. "I love you... Can' e'en begin t'tell ya how much..."

 

[heartofcourage]

Julia let out a gasp as she was suddenly pulled back into Brogan’s lap, her sore bottom hitting his legs as he captured her lips in a warm, passionate kiss. She whimpered, her fingers instantly tangling in his tunic as the kiss consumed her. When it broke, she was panting as his forehead pressed against hers, his eyes closing as he told her that he loved her.

“Then show me, love. Stay here with me today. We can spend the entire day in bed, enjoying one another.” She murmured softly, hoping that she convinced him to give up the battle that day. “You can fill my belly with your seed. I’d even let you try my bottom again…even if it is rather sore.”

 

[KieranSoares]

Brogan couldn't help a small smile, and he sat her down on the edge of the bed next to him. "I'll be right back, love," with one more kiss, he left her side and headed down the hall. He was gone only a few minutes before he returned and managed to pull his tunic off- that was much easier than getting it on- and he returned to her side, crawling into bed and slowly pulling Julia into his arms once more to kiss her again with nothing short of warmth and love.

 

[heartofcourage]

Julia watched with a confused look as Brogan placed her beside him on the bed and rose. She frowned slightly when he told her that he would be right back and stole a kiss before he left the room. What was going on in his head, she asked herself as she wondered what he was going to do. Was he going to leave her there wondering if he would come back?

She was starting to panic as she saw the door open once more and Brogan stepped inside, peeling his shirt off his back before pulling her back onto the bed. She smiled warmly at him as he kissed her warmly, showing her that he truly did love her.

“So…you’re staying?” She whispered softly as their kiss parted, hardly daring to wish and hope.

 

[KieranSoares]

"I am," he answered softly, his voice like dark honey. "Jus' fer you. Told Cole I needed a bit more rest, an' wanted t'stay fer yer peace o' mind. 'E said 'e'd take care o' everythin' fer today." With another kiss, Brogan relaxed beside her. "... 'Ave I told ya I love you?"

 

[heartofcourage]

“Why Brogan Ghis, you just made me the happiest woman in the world.” Julia said softly, her smile breaking out across her face with a happy sigh as Brogan declared his love for her yet again. “You have told me, but I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of hearing it from you.”

Kissing him once more, she felt her body start to warm yet again, her belly tightening in anticipation for what they would soon be doing. Her hands moved to cup his cheeks, holding him still for the kiss as her tongue slowly started to explore his. She shivered at the contact and she was sure that he felt it, but it didn’t matter one bit. She wanted him to know just what he did to her.

When the kiss broke, she looked at him with a blush upon her cheeks and smiled softly again. “I know last night was suppose to be a punishment…but I actually kind of liked what you did to me. My bottom is sore, of course, but there’s something about you when we’re making love that I can’t get enough of.”

 

[KieranSoares]

"Couldn'a said it better m'self..." he muttered, half-drunk off her kiss. "I can' e'er get enough o' you, darlin'... Can' get enough o' lovin' ya, can' e'en get enough o' jus' 'oldin' yer 'and..." Brogan chuckled at himself, "Yer startin' t'turn me int' a romantic, Julia... I think I like it." Caressing her hips with warm, calloused hands, he kissed her again, and soon whispered to her, "All I wan' t' do t'day is lay 'ere with ya, an' make love t'ya til we're too tired t'move. Yer all I want... an' all I'll e'er want."

 

[heartofcourage]

“I like this romantic new Brogan.” She said with a sweet smile as he caressed her hips with his rough hands and whispered in her ear that he would make love to her until they were both worn out. “I would expect nothing less of you, husband.”

She couldn’t help the giggles that burst past her lips as she said that, her happiness something real and tangible. Julia desperately missed Ciaran and his friendship, but the brief moments she’d spent in his arms were nothing compared to what she felt when she was with Brogan. He completed something within her that she never thought possible.

“Sink deep inside of me, love. I want to feel every inch of your body on mine.” She whispered softly, trying out her new found seduction.