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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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A/N: Right. Now they’ve had their romantic, fluffy minute.. Let’s get our minds back into the gutter, shall we?

Chapter 23: A Comfortable Awakening

Delly carefully opened the door and peeked in, smiling as she saw the two sleeping in each other’s arms, the visible lack of Catti-brie’s clothes a testimony to Drizzt’s speedy recovery – in spirit as well as body. Tip-toeing in, the woman carefully placed everything on the tray, and, with the skills she had learned while working as a barmaid, picked it up without the porcelain making a sound. After a few moments consideration, though, she placed the two practically untouched glasses of juice on the nightstand along with the jar of honey. Might as well get as much nutrition into the drow as possible, no matter by what means that was accomplished…

Carefully using one foot to close the door, and then an elbow to shut it fully, she walked down the hallways again, already planning on how she should ‘convince’ Wulfgar to take the day off and stay a little longer in bed…

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Catti-brie woke from her sleep, at first slightly confused by the pleasing feeling of wholeness in her lower body, until she remembered that Drizzt had not withdrawn from her after their last lovemaking, and instead had – and still did – hold her close to him, as if he could not get enough of touching her, despite his current state of weakness. As she moved slightly, the drow let out a sigh of pleasure in his sleep, and an idea popped into her head.

Carefully moving, so she lay more comfortably, she began clenching and unclenching her abdominal muscles, drawing a muffled groan from the black elf as well as pulling him out of his sleep. A soft sigh her as well as she felt him starting to harden within her. His eyes fluttered open, pupils already dilated, briefly looking at her before they slid close again, and he clutched her to him, nuzzling her neck. A mixed moan left both of them as she rotated her hips, creating delicious friction between them, and she could not help but to enjoy the way Drizzt’s breath hitched with every contraction of her muscles.

“Gods.. Catti.. Too good..,” she managed to pick up among the incoherent muttering that he whispered into her ear, before turning his attention back to her neck and face, kissing every patch of skin he could.

His hand gently slipped from her shoulder and down between their bodies, to where they so intimately were joined, and gently started stimulating her, egging her to continue the sweet torture. She smiled, gasping for air, and increased her pace, feeling her own orgasm starting to close in. The dark elf muttered a low curse, clutching her body even tighter to his, and as she pulled her face away from a few moments, she could see that his eyes were shut tight, and that he was fighting to avoid release. She calmed her internal muscles and paused in her movements, letting Drizzt slip back from the edge, though he did not slow the movements of his hand, instead bringing her closer to the point on which he had balanced previously.

Yet, she could see the fatigued look on his face, and, amidst the haze of sexual pleasure that lay over her mind, she started wondering if she was pushing him beyond the limits of his stamina.

But then the elf obviously decided that she had remained passive for long enough, and, with a thrust of his hips, brought her back from her mind’s wanderings, replacing with a jolt of pleasure that shot through her body. Moaning, she grabbed his shoulders and rolled them over so she were straddling him, their bodies never parting nor their movements slowing the least. The drove the other to the edge, then paused, looking at each other. A mutual agreement passed between then before Catti-brie clamped her muscles down around Drizzt at the same time as the drow drove deep into her. This shared movement was enough to topple them both over the edge, and they clutched each other tightly, gasping and groaning with the feelings that rushed through them, before Drizzt collapsed back into the pillows, pulling Catti-brie down with him.

“You’re most exhausting to recover together with..,” he muttered in a tired voice, nuzzling her neck tenderly, though she could feel his slight smile against her skin.

“’Tis a gift,” she replied, moving so she did not lay on top of him, and settled into his embrace again.

“True.. A gift to keep me weary for the rest of my life..,” the drow murmured. “At least if you keep going at this rate.”

Catti-brie twisted slightly so she could push up on her arms and look at him.

“Only weary? I ain’t be settlin’ fer less than dead-tired,” she stated.

“And you succeeded.. I’m far too tired to come up with a smart reply to that,” he merely said.

“An’ ye just be sleepin’ fer two whole days, nearly three..,” she s smi smiling.

The drow’s eyes popped wide open.

“Three??” he asked, clearly shocked. “I thought it was barely a single one..”

Catti-brie smiled again, though it this time contained a sad edge to it.

“I thought I’d loose ye..,” she said, lying her head on his shoulder, careful to avoid the wound from the arrow. “We managed ta get those thugs distracted so they didn’t kill ye, but ye’d been poisoned, an’ Stumpet didn’t know if ye’d make it.. It frightened me, Drizzt.. The thought ‘bout losin’ ya…”

The black elf gently folded his arms around her, holding her close.

“It wasn’t the thought about dying that frightened me..,” he said, his voice still low, though it had gained its normal melodious tone. “I’ve faced death too many times to fear it. But it was the thought that you hated me that truly scared me.. What frightened me enough to send me fleeing…”

Despite the sadness she felt within, Catti-brie could not help a chuckle from escaping her lips.

“That be me own fault..,” she softly said. “I outta have figgered there’s a risk ye’d be scared ta touch me at all – not ‘cause o’ the mermaids, but ‘cause o’ me..”

The drow smiled.

“I must admit that I feel slightly offended that you drugged by wine without telling me…” He gently pressed a kiss to her brow. “But you’re forgiven, sweet. I know you only did it to help me.”

For a long while, they lay like that, savouring the feeling of the other’s closeness, Catti-brie’s hands absentminded playing with a lock of Drizzt’s hair, using the opportunity to ever so often brush her fingers over his ear.

“The memory o’ the mermaids still haunt ye?” she then asked.

Drizzt thought for a while, then shrugged.

“I didn’t think of them while lying with you these last times,” he replied. “Though I don’t know if it will stay that way..”

Catti-brie thought for some time. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head, and she pushed up on her arms, startling the drow.

“’Tis ‘cause ye’re ashamed ye felt pleasure at their hands, right?” she asked, receiving a slow nod in reply.

She smiled.

“I think I be havin’ just the cure fer that, then..,” she stated. “Though ye’d probably need ta recover yer strength first.”

The black elf gave her a puzzled look.

“Sounds like you have plans..,” he half commented, half asked.

She smirked and nodded.

“Should I start to be afraid..?”

Her smirk only widened.
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