Claymore and Dagger (closed)

[heartofcourage]

"You're sure?" Fiona asked in a small voice, so insecure in this new frontier. "I don't think Justin or Annie would like you hanging around all the time distracting me if that was the case. You might very well get me fired before I've even began."

 

[KieranSoares]

"I promise you I'd never do tha'. Besides, I know how t'sweet talk Justin's Ma," Sam chuckled and pressed a loving, reassuring kiss to her lips. "I'm no' the sort t'steal hearts an' run, Fiona."

 

[heartofcourage]

Fiona was torn. She loved Sam. She was sure of that. More than anyone else who had ever crossed her path before. She was just so scared of losing what they had. However, when he kissed her, all of those doubts went away. It was right and she responded by kissing him deeper, her fingers moving to cup his cheeks and draw him just a little bit deeper.

 

[KieranSoares]

Sam drew Fiona in close, letting her rest against him while his arms wrapped about her middle. When their lips parted, he murmured with a smile, "No regrets, love."

 

[heartofcourage]

"No regrets." Fiona whispered back, her heart racing hard in her chest as Sam held her so warmly. "I never want to regret anything with you."

She kissed him again, her fingers shaking as she reached for Sam's tunic, intent to free him of it as soon as she possibly could.

 

[KieranSoares]

Sam sat them both up, shrugging his jacket off his shoulders without breaking their kiss. His hands joined Fiona's, pulling his tunic off over his head and tossing it aside too. Underneath, she found a handsome, powerful chest and a few light scars that spoke to the vicious training he'd put himself through for years, and a couple darker from run-ins with dangerous criminals. But most striking were a handful of gorgeous Lunar and Erygonian tattoos. About his right bicep were several dark bands of Erygonian script in rings about his arm and the symbol of Suara's tribe. Though Fiona could not see the entirety of it, there was the leading edge of a much larger piece on his shoulders that went across his back. And on the right side of his chest was a strange tree-like image that Fiona didn't recognize, in Lunar style.

Sam only had eyes for Fiona, and there was no moment of self-conscious or doubt as she began to see his body for the first time. He was confident, focused, and calm as ever. He drew her back in against his chest and showed her a bit of fire in his next kiss while his fingers deftly unlaced the back of her gown.

 

[heartofcourage]

Fiona sat there for a long moment, a little dumbstruck as Sam bared his chest to her by shrugging off his coat and then helping to remove his tunic. The moment brought everything into stark focus for her, that they were actually going to go through with this crazy little idea.

He was very handsome to look at. His tattoos created a story on his skin that she simply wanted to sit and explore, but he had other plans. Soon, she was being pulled back in for another lovely and heated kiss. Fiona whimpered as his strong fingers were at her back, pulling at the laces that held her gown together. The dark blue fabric pulled away easily and when he had her undressed to the waist, she pulled away from the kiss to look into his green gaze.

"If I had known this would happen, I would have chosen something....I don't know, prettier...to wear." Fiona said softly as she looked down at her own undergarments.

They were coarse material, serviceable, what a woman who lived much of her time outdoors and in the woods would have worn. They embarrassed her, but she had never been able to spend her money on softer fabrics or pretty things. It was all for food, for shelter, or for Will.

Fiona's body was perfection. In spite of her days spent outdoors, her skin was soft and pale. She had put on some more weight in the time that she had been cared for by the Ghis family. She was still petite, what curves she did have small and lithe, just like the rest of her.

Her precious necklace of things hung between her breasts, a few more items added to it since the last time that Sam had seen it. The leather strand was just as worn as it had ever been, but the items that hung there were preciously taken care of. A small piece of Invah's scale had joined the collection, along with a small black stone that Will had found one day that reminded him of her...and Sam's button. When she glanced down at saw it, she blushed furiously as her blue eyes met him once more.

"I stole it back." She whispered to him. "I'm sorry."

 

[KieranSoares]

Sam's usual calm and confidence dissolved into soft, deep laughter as Fiona quietly admitted she'd stolen his button back. His adoring answer was to kiss her with an adoration and sort of carefree attitude she'd never seen before. He was still ever the image of self-control and confidence, but something about learning Fiona loved him enough to want to take back the item that reminded her of him had cracked his shell.

"Keep it, love," Sam finally told her with one more kiss.

 

[heartofcourage]

The way that Sam kissed her told her that he wasn't mad. When he told her to keep the button, she paused and chuckled herself. It as such a silly little thing, something that meant a lot to Sam and even more to her.

Fiona wrapped her arms around his neck and drew herself closer, sighing as Sam kissed her with such confidence and passion.

 

[KieranSoares]

Sam finally freed Fiona from her gown, laying it aside much more carefully than his own clothes before he laid back with her once more and let her rest against him. His sure hands began to explore her skin, slipping beneath her underclothes and pushing them out of the way whenever they impeded him while is lips found their way down her neck and shoulders.

 

[heartofcourage]

Fiona had never had a man explore her the way that Sam was doing. She was slightly confused, her clothing disappearing before she could even think as Sam showered her throat and shoulders with heated kisses. Her fingers curled around his shoulders, anchoring herself in the middle of the storm that he was creating.

 

[KieranSoares]

Laid bare before him, Fiona found suddenly that Sam's own heart had begun to race, and he laid her back against the quilt. He took his time, knowing this was her first time with someone who really cared.

 

[heartofcourage]

It was all extremely overwhelming. Fiona was suddenly filled with an intense insecurity, not because she was nude but because she truly loved this man. That commitment after so many years of being independent and struggle just seemed so big.

"Sam. I....I don't know...." She stammered, looking up at him with such a frightened and insecure look in her blue eyes, tears starting to gather on her lashes. "Oh God...."

She didn't want to cry. It was embarrassing. There was no reason to cry but suddenly she felt like that little kit who was so scared of everything.

 

[KieranSoares]

Sam paused as he saw tears fill her eyes, and he sat up to wrap her in his arms. "Hey," he whispered. "It's okay, love. It's alright if yer no' ready."

 

[heartofcourage]

"I'm not the girl for you." Fiona sobbed against his shoulder, clinging to him so tightly as he sought to soothe her. "I know I'm not and it breaks my heart. I'm just an outcast."

It was all that she had ever been and ever would be, at least in her own heart. No one had wanted her like Sam wanted her, save her grandfather. And there she was, sobbing out her heart, naked in the highlands with the love of her life struggling to give her comfort.

 

[KieranSoares]

"Tha's not true, Fiona," Sam insisted, feeling his heart clench as she told him she wasn't right for him. "Yer th'only girl I ever let myself love without pullin' away. Doesn' tha' count fer somethin', love?'

 

[heartofcourage]

"It does." Fiona said, sniffling as Sam confessed that she was the first that he had truly loved. "I just don't want to turn out like my Ma. Or be like my Da."

 

[KieranSoares]

"You don' have t'be them. Yer no' doomed t'fail jus' because o' where an' who you came from." It was the same advice he'd heard given to his uncles and aunts by his grandmother and their spouses, promising they weren't doomed to repeat Tamblin's path.

 

[heartofcourage]

Fiona heard his words and relaxed slightly, still on edge but calming down. No one but Sam could have said those words and have them mean anything.

"I ruined the moment, didn't I?" She asked softly as her tears finally stopped.

 

[KieranSoares]

"I promise it's okay," Sam reassured her. "I want you t'be comfortable. I'm nothin' if not patient."

 

[heartofcourage]

"I do want this, Sam. I swear that I do." Fiona said softly as Sam told her that he was incredibly patient. "And I want it now. But everything is just a little...overwhelming."

 

[KieranSoares]

"It's all up t'you, Fiona. I'll follow your lead," he told her with a smile and a gentle kiss, still cradling her close and warding off the morning chill.

 

[heartofcourage]

"You have me naked in your arms." Fiona pointed out as he said that he would follow her lead. "Maybe I just want someone to take the lead for me."

 

[KieranSoares]

"I can do tha'. Jus' don't hesitate t'tell me if I need t'slow down," Sam reminded her before he pressed a warming kiss to her neck and tipped her back against the quilt slowly. His touch was still sure and gentle, settling against her once more. His every move was meant to remind her that this was for her most of all.

 

[heartofcourage]

Sam did just as she asked, kissing her throat warmly as he tipped her back against the quilt. He settled over the top of her, loving her in the most gentle way. Fiona struggled to make herself relax, but she found herself succeeding little by little. Soon, she had her fingers in Sam's short hair, pulling him as close as she was able.