The Hunter's Companions Ch. 07

It took Livinia another two days to finish scouting the Twilight Highlands. As suspected, she found several other encampments of Mor'ghor's fighters hidden around the country side. None of the ones she found were as large or prepared as the one she had come across with Kalendras. While the two days was more than enough to complete her quest, time did not dull her anger at the Tauren Druid. She was still seething as she hearthed back to the Inn in Orgrimmar.

Livinia had to stop herself from dropping into Dragonmaw Port to check her mail after Kalendras had left. She was, despite all of her anger, desperately wanting to know when he would come back to her. Though after he went back on his word she wasn't entirely sure how things would work between them. If he said he would stay then she expected him to, but for him to say one thing and do another made her think that he didn't value her enough to keep his word. Then there was the fact that he wouldn't tell her why he had to leave in the first place. That was what made her the angriest.

Before heading upstairs for a bath and a good night's sleep in a soft bed she decided to grab a drink to calm her emotions.

"Gork- give me something strong." Livinia asked as she sunk down into the seat at the bar. Gork turned around and grinned at her.

"How strong?"

"Strong enough to knock your mother's knickers off."

"Something that strong'll make you hate yourself come morning." He said winking at her, but as he did he was already reaching for a bottle full of a particularly nasty looking black liquid. He poured the drink and then took a folded piece of parchment from his pocket. He placed the glass on top of the parchment and slid both over to her.

"This came for you a few hours ago." He said.

"Thanks Gork." Livinia said. She slid the parchment from underneath the drink and opened it to see Belcarm's familiar curvaceous handwriting in the center of the page.

Liv,

The reports of the restless dead at Scourgeholme were greatly exaggerated. Looks like I will have all of tomorrow free before I have to report to Lord Solanar in Silvermoon the following morning. If you want me to drop by so we can spend some time together, let me know. If not I will spend that time with my Father instead.

Bel

Liv read the letter a second time, reached into her pocket for a coin, and then placed it on the counter. She stood up, grabbing her drink, and walked over to a nearby group of Orcs. They looked up at her as she approached and she smiled at them sheepishly.

"Looks like I was a bit ambitious, gentlemen." She said "One of you can have this." She said, she placed the drink on their table and then made her way to her room.

When she got back to her room Liv rustled through the supplies she had left behind to find some ink and parchment.

Come back if you can.

She scrawled the short message on the parchment before running from her room, bounding down the stairs, and racing through the Inn. Once she reached the street it was a short dash to the mail box. She hoped that the message would reach him in time.

~*~

The next morning Livinia was still angry at Kalendras, but the possibility of seeing Belcarm managed to soothe her somewhat. She spent a few hours after sunrise in her room, studying her maps, reading, and sharpening her weapons. When she got hungry she made her way down to the common room for a late breakfast. After breakfast she had started to think that Belcarm hadn't gotten her letter and that she might end up spending the day alone anyway.

To fight the feeling that the walls of the Inn were caving in on her, Livinia decided to take a stroll to the book shop and browse for some new reading material. It had been a while since she had bought a new book, and she decided that it was time to learn about something new to distract herself from her confusing love life. In the end she bought a particularly interesting book on Goblin history and culture. Livinia could speak several languages, as was the norm when you grew up with parents who were diplomats. However, out of all of the Horde languages Goblin was the one that Livinia was least familiar with, so she had decided to go with the one written in Goblin rather than in Orcish. It would be much more of a challenge and much more distracting.

As Livinia approached her room she reached down into the bodice of her dress to retrieve her key and couldn't help but remember what Kalendras had said when he had seen her do that. Lucky key. Livinia gritted her teeth and made a resolution to get a tailor to sew pockets into all of her dresses. That would teach Kal for being a smart arse.

When Livinia opened the door she yelped in surprise.

"Bel!" Livinia cried, almost dropping her book in her shock. Belcarm gave her a devastatingly dashing smile. He was looking out of the window at the street below, the bright sunlight playing beautifully upon his handsome features. He was dressed in casual wear again, this time in a dark green vest and grey breeches that brought out the stunning emerald of his eyes.

"Who else?" He said, green eyes twinkling. "It's sweet that you act as though you 're surprised to see me!"

"Well I am- I thought you didn't get my letter in time... That's why I went out." She held up the book with a casual shrug and he laughed.

"Alas I did get it and here I am...." Belcarm said with a nervous half smile.

"Since when did you ever ask for permission to see me, anyway?" Livinia asked "Normally you just turn up and- BAM! You kill my shit!"

"I just thought after the whole business at the guild meeting that you might not want to see me." Belcarm said with a shrug.

"What? Oh... Yeah, that." Livinia said, at first she had trouble figuring out what he was referring to, having been so effectively distracted by Kalendras leaving. Then she remembered. "What the hell was with that anyway? I can take care of myself. I don't need you or Kalendras to help me." She snapped, now even angrier because of the reminder of that episode.

"I know you can take care of yourself." Belcarm said slowly, looking at her warily "I've seen you fight Liv, you're brilliant, I don't doubt that."

"Then what's the problem?"

"I was worried about you going on your own. Mor'ghor and his followers have been brutal lately-"

"And you don't think I can handle them on my own?"

"No!" Belcarm snapped, somewhat angrily. "I just don't want you to get hurt." Livinia raised an eyebrow at him.

"Bel, getting hurt is kind of an occupational hazard." Livinia said, frowning at the frustration in his eyes.

"I know, but at least if I am there I can heal you." He said, his entire body still tense beneath the soft fabric of his tunic.

"I can drink potions you know- it's not that hard. As much as I enjoy travelling with you I don't need you there all the time." Livinia explained as calmly as she could.

"I know that, but ..."

"But what?"

"I want to be there." Belcarm said, the tension leaving him, his entire body looked deflated. Livinia looked into his eyes and couldn't restrain the small smile playing at her lips.

"It didn't come across like that the other night." Livinia said.

"Well..." Belcarm trailed off, breaking eye contact with her and concentrating on the view out of the window.

"If you want to spend time with me, say it, don't carry on like I can't take care of myself."

"I never said-"

"No, you didn't, but that was how it came across. It was embarrassing." Livinia said, crossing her arms over her chest. Belcarm's eyes snapped to hers and his eyes widened.

"I didn't want to embarrass you," he murmured "and I most certainly didn't want to make you mad." He placed a warm hand on her cheek and she pressed against him.

It was nice to Belcarm's soft skin against her own. Belcarm, who went out of his way to spend time with her. Unlike Kalendras, Belcarm actually made an effort to be with her, made it acutely obvious that he cared for her.

"So you want to spend time with me, huh?" Livinia asked, letting her arms drop to her sides. Belcarm leant down and pressed his lips against her for a short but sweet kiss. "Spending all of our time adventuring isn't enough?"

"No." Belcarm whispered, his breath hot against her skin. "I would've thought that was obvious."

This was one thing that Livinia had been wondering about. What exactly did Belcarm think should happen between them after they had sex? Did he just want the sex and her friendship, or did he want more? Livinia hadn't been game enough to ask, and part of her was very reluctant to because of her relationship with Kalendras.

"Well, it wasn't obvious really. You never said anything- how was I to know?" Livinia asked, Belcarm sighed and rolled his eyes. "What is it that you want? And don't be cryptic about it- we've established that I suck at taking your hints." Livinia said.

"I want you. I want to be with you. I want to be in a real relationship with you. I have spent almost all of the last two and a half years with you, you are my best friend and my most trusted companion. I can't think of anything better than being with you. " Belcarm's words set her body on fire. So much conviction, so much passion. In that moment he was so raw and so vulnerable that

Livinia couldn't help but imagine how her actions and ignorance over the past few years would have affected him.

Livinia brought a hand up to caress his cheek for a moment before she pulled away from him and crossed the room. She should say something. She knew she should, but she didn't know what to tell him. She wanted to spend time with him, and the idea of having a proper romantic relationship with him made her heart skip a beat and her stomach tighten. However, he was not Kalendras. She had been in love with Kalendras for too long to just move on, but how could she not? She knew her feelings for Belcarm ran deep, even if they were more heavily rooted in friendship. How could she decide between the two? Her two best friends and her two best lovers. Livinia's left hand tightened

"So tell me Liv, how did the scouting go? Did Kalendras make enough noise to alert all of Mor'ghor's forces?" Belcarm asked, clearly trying to break the tension in the room.

"It went fine." Livinia snapped, throwing her book on top of her pack and leaning against the wall, she crossed her arms and tried not to look too angry. Belcarm knew her too well though, his expression changing from a grin to a tight wary smile in an instant.

"What happened?" He asked, walking over to her slowly.

"Nothing, it all went fine." Livinia said, turning away from him and leaning over to take her shoes off.

"Why don't I believe you?" Belcarm's voice came from above her head.

"Because you have trust issues?" Livinia asked, throwing one boot across to the other side of the room.

"What happened Liv?" He asked again. Livinia gritted her teeth and stood up. He was standing very close to her, their bodies merely an inch apart. "Why are you angry? What did he do to you?"

"Oh for the sake of the Sun Well!" Livinia growled, "Don't go getting all defensive! He got a letter on our second day and had to rush off to Thunder Bluff."

"He was supposed to stay with you." Belcarm said through gritted teeth, clearly unimpressed.

"Yes. But he didn't." Livinia snapped angrily, for some reason Belcarm's anger made her feel dreadful.

"What on earth could be so important that he would just leave like that?" Belcarm sneered.

It was too much. Livinia couldn't handle him being angry at Kal for leaving her- not when the alternative was staying with her and making love to her every night. Suddenly her stomach churned with guilt and she didn't want to talk about Kalendras anymore. She hadn't told Belcarm, and now wasn't the right time. At that moment she wanted Belcarm, the one who had been with her through thick and thin, the one that went out of his way to be with her.

In the span of a moment Livinia went from feeling overwhelming guilt to overwhelming need. She crossed the distance between herself and Belcarm and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Her hands roamed his back, feeling the play of his strong muscles through the thin cloth of his tunic. She moaned when he pressed his body against her, and cried out in dismay when he pulled his lips away from hers.

"I never thought I'd say this- but I like it when you're angry!" Belcarm panted with a smirk on his face.

"Shut up and kiss me, fool!" Livinia hissed before pushing him back against the wall and slamming her lips against his. When he reached down and cupped her arse with both hands she took the hint and wrapped her legs around his weight, his hands helping to support her weight. It wasn't long before his kisses became as fierce as hers and she was grinding her hips against his rock hard erection.

"Anar'alah!" Belcarm breathed, pulling his lips away from hers "I need to be inside you, now."

Livinia pressed her hips against him harder as he pushed away from the wall, carrying her over to the bed. He sat down on the edge of the mattress and a look of surprise transformed his face when she pushed him back against the bed. Quickly, Livinia stood and unlaced her pants before peeling them off her legs eagerly. She then worked on unlacing Belcarm's tented breeches, making sure to brush her fingers against his raging erection much more often than was necessary. She heard Belcarm's grunt as she finally managed to free him of his clothes, and she also noted the strangled groan as she climbed on top of him.

His tip was deliciously warm against her moist slit. Whenever she moved her hips slightly he would exhale sharply, as if the pleasure was a shock to his over-stimulated system. She was thinking of teasing him, of drawing out their encounter, but she was overwhelmed by the desire to have him right there and then. So, instead of taking her time, she raised her hips so that he was poised at her entrance and then slammed down onto him, sheathing his entire length inside of her in one swift movement. She cried out as their bodies collided and he filled her entirely. She repeated the movement again, loving the way that his handsome face contorted with pleasure as she took him inside of her.

Belcarm's hands slipped up and under her shirt as she rode him, his fingers easily finding her hard nipples, his soft hand cupping and caressing the tender skin of her breasts. As her moans got louder and her pleasure mounted, his attentions towards her breasts became harder and more pointed. Every time he gave her nipples a tweak, she felt the pleasure resonate right down to her core, and it added to the pleasure that was threatening to overtake her entire body. After a few more tweaks it all became too much, Livinia's vision started to black out and her toes and fingers began to tingle. Her clitoris filled with insurmountable pleasure and the next moment the tension burst. Livinia cried out as she rode Belcarm with wild abandon, letting the waves of pleasure wash over her.

When Livinia came back to reality she fell forward against Belcarm, breathing heavily. She could hear him chuckle and she looked up at him curiously.

"What's so funny?" She asked, too pleased to be grumpy about his laughter.

"Nothing, I just love seeing you like that." He said. With an innocent smile he thrust himself against her and she cried out, her body still reeling from her orgasm. He chuckled again and she slapped his chest. "What?" He asked defensively.

Livinia rolled off Belcarm, her core still throbbing with the aftershocks of pleasure.

"Hey!" He cried. Now it was Livinia's turn to laugh.

"I'm not done with you yet, don't worry." Livinia said, stripping off her top before getting on all fours. She looked over her shoulder at him and wiggled her hips. "I want at least one more before you get to finish." She said. His eyes widened as he took in her position and he scrambled to his knees behind her. He took his tunic off and she marveled at his finely carved body before he pushed himself inside of her.

Livinia let out an appreciative gasp, she felt him so much more deeply in this position. His hands came down to grasp her hips and then he begun to pound into her without any hesitation, slamming into her as hard and fast as he could. The feeling of him moving inside of her so desperately soon made her desire another orgasm. Slowly she slipped her hand beneath her body, then pressed two fingers against her sensitive clitoris. She looked back over her shoulder for a moment and heard him growl with pleasure when he realized what she was doing. He pounded into her even harder, and she closed her eyes and focused on the feeling of her fingers against her clit.

Livinia bit the sheets and tried to hold back a moan as Belcarm pounded into her. Her fingers were working at a frenzied pace to flush out an orgasm that she had been desperate to release since he slammed into her inside of her. She turned and looked over her shoulder, and the sight of the handsome blood elf pounding into so powerfully threw her over the edge.

"I'm coming!" She cried. As soon as the words left her lips she felt Belcarm increased his tempo, his tip hitting her inner barrier and adding to the pleasure. Her jagged nails raked the sheets and she buried her face into her pillow to drown out the sound of her orgasm.

~*~

It had been a tough three days in Thunder Bluff. Just when he had finally begun to believe that he had sorted out his problem, he had received the letter from his parents and discovered just how far things were from being over. He didn't want to leave Livinia, if it had been up to him he would have stayed, but he knew that he had deal with everything as soon as possible.

Kalendras looked around as he made his way through the Valley of Strength, not surprised to see that the pleasant weather had brought out hordes of shoppers. With a grin he turned down the path that would lead him to their Inn. He knew that Livinia would me mad at him, and he couldn't entirely blame her, but he was simultaneously too pleased and too nervous to see it as a problem. He was finally in position where he believed he could tell Livinia about why he hadn't written to her in the month before they had met again. He could tell her why he had to leave without explanation. When he told her he knew she'd understand. He also hoped that his revelation would help her take the final step to tell the prat of a Paladin to leave her alone.

So, as Kalendras made his way back to their inn, he tried to stop thinking about how good it felt to have his trunk wrapped in her wet heat, and tried to focus on exactly what he needed to say to explain the situation to her properly.

It wasn't until he stood outside of her door that he had it figured out. The best approach, Kalendras decided, was to be completely honest and to start at the beginning. Even though he could pin point the moment that their friendship moved from just a friendship to something more (that wonderful night outside of Thunderbluff, in the pouring rain and surrounded by nature), he couldn't pinpoint when his feelings for her had changed. He knew, however, that it was well before that night when he had heard her screaming another's name. Hearing that from her was merely a catalyst. After all, wasn't she why he was in this stinking city in the first place? And then there was the business in Thunder Bluff. Either way he knew exactly how he felt, and just hoped that she would be able to accept it.

Kalendras took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Hoping she would be in. If she wasn't he knew that he would have to rethink his strategy- maybe he wasn't meant to talk to her now. But just as he had given up hope he heard her voice, muffled by the thick wooden door.

"Come in!" She cried, he took one last moment to calm his nerves before he turned the door handle and pushed it wide open.