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Dreams Beneath a Starfilled Sky	By : DragonEyeZ Category: A through F > Forgotten Realms Views: 7598 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 13: Change of events

Drizzt awoke the next morning, slowly pulling his mind back from his reverie. He could feel Catti-brie’s head resting on his chest, her arms around him. He smiled, and gently stroke her cheek, stirring her from the debts of her own slumber. Sleepy-eyed, she looked up, returning his smile, and gently pressed a kiss against his lips, before snuggling into the hollow of his neck.
The drow sighed comfortably, though it turned into a sound of pleasure when her tongue drifoverover his neck.
“Ye still taste o’ honey..,” she muttered, her voice muffled against his skin.
“After last night, I’ve probably been permanently infused with the taste..,” Drizzt grinned, then gently untangled from her arms. “And therefore, I’m more than anything keen on getting a bath now..”
Catti-brie laughed, sitting up as he climbed out of bed, and reached out towards the elf in the manner of a child wanting to be carried. Drizzt chuckled, and picked her up in his arms, carrying her easily as he crossed the chamber and entered the bathroom.
There was one specific reason for why Catti-brie had laid claim on this particular room, and that was that an underground warm stream closclose to the floor of the room, and a hole in the bathroom’s floor gave access to this constant flow of warm, fresh water. Bruenor had even once managed to stop the stream long enough to place tiles on the floor and sides of the stream, and along with a grate in each end to ensure nothing but water got in nor out, it made a quite excellent tub.
Drizzt unceremoniously dumped Catti-brie into the water, then slipped into it himself, laughing as the young human pulled him under in turn. They wrestled in the water for a while, fighting for the upper hand, but ended up just hugging the other, laughing so hard they could barely stay upright.
Catti-brie, still grinning, patted Drizzt’s cheek, then grabbed a sponge and soaked it.
“Turn ‘gainst the side,” she said with a smile. “An’ I’ll clean yer back.”
The elf smiled and did as she requested, resting his crossed arms on the floor next to the tub, and placed his head on them, sighing pleasantly when the sponge ran up his back. He could feel Catti-brie’s other hand running up along with it, massaging his muscles, loosing aching areas and making him relax to an extend where he nearly was falling asleep.
But, slowly, Catti-brie’s touches grew more intimate, dropping the sponge and continuing with her hands alone, running them over sensitive areas and even bestowing a kiss on his back once in a while. Lips traveled up his spine, then the very tip of a tongue flicked over the length of his ears, making him gasp and arch into her touch. Her hands ran over his chest, drawing lazy circles, while her lips gently worked on the tip of his ears, making him groan slightly in pleasure. Her hand drifted downwards, and she chuckled softly, nipping at his earlobe.
“Seems like ye’re still stiff at some places..,” she muttered playfully.
Drizzt groaned, wondering if he would survive many more nights along with her.
“Well.. I suppose you have to work the tension out, then..,” he replied, sitting up and turning his head enough to kiss her.
She smirked against his lips and began stroking him, coaxing a myriad of whispers, sighs and soft moans from him. His head dropped back onto her shoulder, his eyes closed and breath fast. But before long, he grew impatient, and turned around, wrapping both arms around the human, pulling her close as he kissed her, hungrily, kneading her buttocks with his hands.
Suddenly, a knock sounded from the main door, startling both of them.
"Ignore it..," Catti-brie growled, pulled one arm free and used it to grab a handful of the drow''s white hair and kiss him furiously.
"Drizzt! Cat! Ye in there?!?" Bruenor''s voice sounded above the rapping on the door.
“Don’t reply..,” the elf whispered, fingers cupping her chin.
“Get up!! I need ta talk ta ye!!” the dwarf continued, the rapping turning to direct hammering.
Catti-brie grumbled, muttering something about her father and a dragon’s jaw, before she reluctant untangled from Drizzt, climbed out of the bath and pulled on a robe, before leaving the bathroom to answer the dwarf’s continued knocking.
“What?” she growled, opening the door.
“Some o’ the kids were playin’, and found a hole in one o’ the old walls, an’ one o’ them climbed through, but found a slope on the other side, an’ tumbled down, an’ is now hangin’ over a large chasm, an’ none o’ us can fit through the hole, an’ the kid’s too scared ta grab onto a rope.,” the dwarf said, barely taking a single breath through his whole sentence.
Catti-brie understood immediately, and though the drow was reluctant to leave the warm water, she and Drizzt were dressed in a matter of minutes, and running after the dwarf down the corridors to where the accident was taking place. And true enough, the hole was too small for any dwarf to fit through, though it seemed that one of the two would just be able to squeeze in. Drizzt, the most agile of them, quickly tied a rope around his waist, and wormed his way in, nearly slipping down the slope like the panicked child at the bottom of it, had it not been for the rope around him.
“Lower it!” the drow called, feeling the rope slowly being lowered, bringing him towards the child, until they hung side by side, the child desperately clinging on to a rock that looked like it could fall any second, Drizzt only in the rope.
“Give me your hands,” he said, reaching out towards the child.
But the kid shook her head, shivering with terror. Drizzt understood – it was not common for dwarves to hang over a chasm. One slip, and you would plummet to your doom…
Carefully, he started swinging in the rope, each arch bringing him closer to the child, until, at end, he could grab onto the same stone. But, he could clearly see, the rope was not strong enough to support both of them. Quickly making up his mind, he untied the rope with one hand, then, managing to stand on a tiny ledge, slipped the rope around the dwarf and tightened it, then called to the others to pull it in. Slowly, the dwarven child rose into the air, got able to support herself on the slope, and finally reached the hole back to safety.
Drizzt let out a breath of relief, then focused on his own situation. Though he had a bit more of a hold than the child had had, looking at the fact that he was able to stand on something, he could feel the tiny ledge crumble beneath his feet, and the rock he held onto was not in a much better shape. Gritting his teeth and letting out a prayer to Mielikki, he reached up with a hand, dug his nails into the slope, and carefully pulled himself up. He could feel his fingertips getting torn, but also how the ledge beneath his feet suddenly gave way and fell into the darkness of the chasm. Now hanging only in his fingers, he started to feel the first twinges of panic, and found his breath hitching. Forcing his pulse to remain calm and his mind to stay clear, he carefully moved a foot, running it along the side of the chasm, trying to find some kind of foothold.
The rope came down again, then, hanging only a few feet to his right. But those few feet were too much, he knew… He could let go, hoping he would be able to grab it in the air, but most likely, he would fall to his death. Whispering encouragements to himself, he dug his fingers deeper into the slope and pulled again, feeling his fingers sliding slightly through the loose rubble. Summoning all of his courage, he let go of the rock that so far had supported him, instead slamming his hand into the slope as well, ignoring the pain of the stones pressing against his fingers. He could feel the sweat running down his forehead, arms aching from holding him. He glared up at the rope, hanging just beyond his reach, so very close, but could just as well have hung several miles away.
Closing his eyes and steadying his breath, he gave one mighty tug, feeling his grip sliding, but managed to get a knee onto the slope. Hearing and feeling the rubble beneath his legs fall into the chasm, he paused, waiting for it all to fall to rest. Slowly, he pulled up the other leg, and managed to place his foot on the edge of the chasm, though he still did not dare placing much weight on his legs. Slowly and carefully, he pulled a hand loose, ignoring the blood running from tip tips of his fingers, and dug them into the ground again, a few inches higher up, and pulled himself a little up again. Gritting his teeth, ignoring the pain in his arms, he repeated the motion with the other hand, and managed to gain a little more ground. His feet were the next to be moved, and he dug a foot into the rubble, gaining more leverage. Letting out a relieved breath, having a feeling he would make it, he pushed with his foot, seeking to reach the rope.
He only managed to register that his foot suddenly slid into empty air, before he lost his grip. Desperately, he tried to grab onto the slope, but his movements were too fast for him to get a proper hold, and he only managed to slow his slipping a little. He looked up, seeing his beloved’s face in the hole, before he, as if falling through water, felt the final pebbles slip through his fingers, and suddenly clawed at nothing but empty air…

A/N: Ohhh... I''m evil, aren''t I? Especially because I want two more reviews, before I post the next chapter.
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