The Raven (closed)

Emma found a shaded spot in the tall grass, sighing as she sat down on a surface that wasn't rattling along. She gently wiped her brow from the sweat that had gathered on the hot afternoon.

"I blame you for all of this." She said miserably, her fingers gently caressing over her belly and the restless child within that was twisting and turning.
 
"Ye've told me that every day fer three months, love. I know.," he sighed and settled beside her, laying a hand on her belly which oddly seemed to calm the child within. He had that strange ability. "But you'll see, when th'baby's here, it'll all be worth it t'have a little lass or lad of yer own." He kissed her cheek and laid back in the grass.
 
Emma let out a sigh as she lay in the grass beside him, her head finding her favorite spot on his shoulder. She loved Boar, but she had been miserable since she had found out she was pregnant. Everything that had been easy with the prince's child had been incredibly hard with Boar Ghis. Perhaps that meant that she wouldn't lose this one.

"Well....you are the one who did this to me." Emma said softly, a slightly teasing tone in her voice as she turned her head to look up into Boar's eyes.
 
"Hey, you said you'd give me a chance, so I'm takin' it. An' thus far, it looks like we oughta have our own little family come spring," Boar turned his head to kiss the top of her own. "I can 'ardly wait... I've always wanted t'be a father. Even if I thought girls were rotten til I was eighteen," he chuckled.
 
Emma laughed softly at that comment. "Until you had a pair of lips wrapped around that handsome cock." She whispered against his ear.
 
Boar felt a slight flush on his face and even slight arousal. Hearing her talk like that always did this to him. But he retorted with a grin, "Nope, because you were th'first who ever did it. First time I realized lasses weren' so awful was when I realized yer all smarter than me and prettier'n roses."
 
"Hmmm....That's a shame that no one ever did that for you before me. Because I know how much you enjoy it." She teased him again.
 
"Cut tha' out, or we'll be even later," Boar smirked, drawing her closer to kiss her neck playfully and let his hand rest on her belly. "An' I'm not so sure th'little one'd be too happy if we spent much more time outside a comfortable keep."
 
"This one's not happy unless its Da is around." Emma commented as his broad hand rested on her belly.
 
"A true Ghis," Boar nodded slowly. "M'eldest brother's two are jus' like tha'. So was Brogan's first."

Brogan met her eyes and gave her an adoring smile. "'Ave I told ya how beautiful y'are? Ye've got a lovely glow about ya..."
 
"Sweet talk will get you nowhere, Boar." Emma said with a smile on her lips as she pulled him in for a kiss. "But just think of the beautiful life that is in front of us."
 
"It's been beautiful since th'moment I knew I loved ya..." Boar sighed softly at her kiss, letting himself relax. Little did he know, she was drawing him in further with every kiss. "Yer gonna love Inverness... Inverlochly's lovely, but Inverness is th'gem o' Scotland."
 
"And it's going to be ours, love." Emma murmured softly as she kissed him once more, sighing as she pulled him gently atop of her body.
 
Boar held himself up just enough to avoid putting too much weight on her swollen belly, gladly kissing her with a deep and gentle passion that she knew so well from him. He was utterly lost in his love for her. He saw nothing but Emma, and in everything else, he saw only ways to please her.
 
Emma let out a soft moan at the feel of his strong body pressing down over hers. It had been a while since she had felt well enough to take him to their bed, and this was an opportunity that she wasn't going to pass up.

"Lift my skirts, Boar. I want to feel you inside of me." She murmured against his ear before she nipped at his lobe, pulling it until she heard the deep growl that she loved so much.
 
Boar needed no more encouragement. She felt him harden immediately at her welcome with his hands finding their way to her bare legs beneath her dress and his fingers hooking the edge of her undergarment to pull it down. At the same time, his lips caressed her throat with the hunger and fierce energy that she knew and loved. With his trousers unbuttoned, his hands took firm hold of her bare hips and he wasted no time in pressing his hardened shaft into her welcoming body. Half-growling and half-groaning, he reveled in the sensation and let Emma guide him into a steady pace that was comfortable for her.
 
"Lynndon..." She gasped as he growled and thrust into her body with that confidence that she found so appealing.

She was the only person in the entire world that could get away with calling him by his birth name. She did so sparingly, but when she was in the throws of passion, it would slip from her lips and he seemed not to mind.

Her fingers wrapped against his tight flanks, encouraging him to take a quick pace as they made frantic love there in the afternoon sunlight. She had missed this side of him and she would most definitely demand to see it more once the worst of her pregnancy had passed.
 
Boar couldn't help a slightly amused smirk at how his birth name always seemed to escape Emma's lips when they made love. From her, it was welcome. He probably wouldn't have minded if she never called him Boar, not that he'd ever say that out loud. He followed Emma's lead, giving her his all without being too rough as he was very aware that her body had become so much more fragile. He leaned down over her once more, capturing her lips in a heated kiss that he knew she loved. His kiss was always a raw, whole show of what he really felt, confident and unwilling to be anything short of the truth.
 
Emma melted into his kiss. He always knew how to kiss her senseless as they made love and that moment was no exception. She whimpered and sighed beneath him as he thrust into her with that confidence that she had come to love from him.

"Oh, God!" She cried out, arching against his body as she came without warning. It had been far too long, she thought to herself as she body pulsed and jerked in his arms.
 
Boar was honestly surprised she'd broken for the first time so quickly. They'd hardly gotten started, but he chuckled and decided to tease her by slowing as if he'd stop. "Damn, love. I was jus' gettin' warmed up. But if yer done already..." He pressed a hot kiss to her throat.
 
"No, Boar..." She whimpered, panting as he kissed her throat passionately. "Don't stop, love. It's been so long."
 
Boar chuckled again, letting his pace become that slow, deep thrusting that he'd so mastered with her. He was determined to please her, but he loved to tease. "Don' you worry, love," he murmured against her ear. "I'll see ya taken care of." His broad hands rose to unlace the back of her dress and he freed her breasts from it so that he could enjoy them and her skin. His lips closed around one pink nipple, suckling gently in time with the rocking of their bodies.
 
Emma was like a puddle beneath him as she went limp in his sure grip. She let out a moan as his lips closed around a nipple, suckling on it in time with the rocking of their bodies. He always knew exactly what to do for her and that deep thrusting filled her so completely that it made her love Boar all the more.
 
Boar found the perfect pace, slowly driving himself on to his own break of pleasure, and her warning was a deep groan that sounded like a giant brass bell from his chest. He buried his shaft completely into her core, their hips locked tightly together as a wave of his seed filled her belly with that fire she loved.
 
Emma let out a cry as she felt his seed spilling, her entire body shivering as she kissed him passionately. She relaxed beneath him, grinning in the lazy aftermath of their love making.

"I love you, Boar." She murmured softly.
 
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