[werewolf AU] homeward bound

[tiltingwithlips]

The coronation is done -- and quite an event that was -- and true to his word, the new king Henry, the fifth of that name, provided all that the Percys needed for their journey north. In truth, they needed little; they came from Warkworth with hardly anything in tow, and return the same way.

But they do carry with them the security of the King's pardon, intangible (and if Kate is honest with herself, still somewhat dubious. Henry is sincere in wishing them to be allies, she is certain, but his subjects may not forgive so easily).

It's a few days ride to Warkworth. Kate has spent much of it in thoughtful silence. As they ride up to the castle gate, though, she lets out an audible sigh of relief.

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[valiantrebel]

Warm and soft, for all they've been running these several months past. He shifts where she touches him, his every nerve feeling more. Small, deep noises start to rumble in his throat.

[tiltingwithlips]

Chuckling again, she slides off to curl up at his side, still kissing him.

With a little more room to maneuver, she slides her hand down to palm him through his breeches.

[valiantrebel]

"Fie, my love!" He sighs and shakes his head. "Where didst thou learn of mercy? I'll have words with thy tutor."

If he's not too distracted by her shoulder and neck, that is.

[tiltingwithlips]

"My tutor?" She snorts. "Ask of thyself, then."

[valiantrebel]

"Justice, then? I am schooled. So to my sentence!"

[tiltingwithlips]

"Peace, love, I'll stop thy mouth."

And indeed she does!

[valiantrebel]

She may stop his mouth as much as she wants so long as she does not stop her hand. (He can summon a little forethought: he's doing his best not to get in the way while pushing off his boots against the side of the bed.)

[tiltingwithlips]

His cooperation is much appreciated.

She catches his lip in her teeth for a moment -- gently, though.

[valiantrebel]

She might feel him shiver -- it crawls all up and down his body, insisting that he press himself closer.

He's merely repositioning himself; his pants slide a little lower on his hips.

[tiltingwithlips]

Humming, she trails kisses down his jaw and over the scars on his throat.

[valiantrebel]

Consciously or not, he rolls his head back, to give her more.

One of his hands reaches for the inside of her thigh, where he kneads slowly with his thumb.

[tiltingwithlips]

At the touch, she shifts to spread her legs, give him better access.

Time to start pushing his pants down. Her breath is hot on his collarbone.

[valiantrebel]

When she finally lays hands on him, he groans and buries his face in the crook of her neck.

The angle of his arm is a little awkward, but he organizes himself as well as he may, elbow resting at the bottom of her rib cage. His fingers begin a slow circuit.

[tiltingwithlips]

Shivering in turn, she leans up to claim another kiss, this one a little clumsier, more breathless.

[valiantrebel]

He can't -- won't -- stop smiling as they kiss. He's hungrier, more urgent now. "Suppose we never leave this bed -- is my promise fulfilled?"

[tiltingwithlips]

"Nothing would like me more."

[valiantrebel]

"Why, we must see thee pleased."

[tiltingwithlips]

"Mmmm." She nuzzles his neck and squeezes him. "Thou'rt kind."

[valiantrebel]

He laughs, though it's halfway to a groan. "Such lies. Am I to be known for my kindness?" He hooks the tip of one finger inside her, still circling.

[tiltingwithlips]

She sucks in a breath, pressing herself closer.

"Only bid me keep it secret and I shall."

She's dampening and opening under his fingers, and a flush is rising in her face.

[valiantrebel]

"Lock it behind thy teeth, my lady." He cups her cheek and closes in for another kiss.

His finger slides all the way in.

[tiltingwithlips]

Her breath catches, her lips part, her hips shift needily towards him.

[valiantrebel]

They both have a need. Harry pushes himself upright, straddling her leg. His hand begins to move faster, but he presses against her own hand as he takes her lip between his teeth.

[tiltingwithlips]

Her eyes flutter shut and a groan slips out of her mouth.

She's still holding on to him, but she's a little too distracted to do much with him.

[valiantrebel]

"Kate." He kisses along her jaw, until his mouth is at her ear. "Kate, wilt thou leave me knocking?"