The Forbidden Life
Title: The Forbidden Life
Chapter: 1
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Richard/Kahlan
Characters: Kahlan, Richard and Zedd, Cara, Others (Original)
Timeline: After S2
Summary: After marrying, Richard and Kahlan try to begin their lives together, something happens to jeperdize it all. Decisions will be made and allies will be lost. Nothing is as it seems.
Word Count: 2,047
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING
Author's Note: So this I started while I was in the hospital. So it has moments of crazy, happy and agnst, but I hope that you all still enjoy! It's pratcially a novel, so I hope you all stick around to see what happens! <3
<3 Comments are awesome peeps! <3
The candlelight flickered around her, lighting the room as she poked at the bubbles that surrounded her. Breathing deeply, Kahlan found herself relaxing as the scent of vanilla and lavender flowed around her. Her eyes slid closed as she slowly lowered further into the water, forgetting her responsibilities. A soft moan of disappointment escaped her as the door opened behind her. Turning her head slowly, she looked to see who stood behind her, though she knew by the smell of the trees.
"Enjoying yourself?" Richard asked with a grin. Nodding, she turned and sank back into the water. "Would you mind if-"
A smile came to her lips as she reached her hand out of the tub, waiting for him to take it and join her. "It's warm."
He undressed quickly and grabbed her hand, stepping into the water as she made room for him to settle in behind her. Leaning her back against his chest, she sighed in content as his arms wrapped firmly around her. The smile on her face widened as he drew small circles over her stomach, his actions making her body grow warmer in need. A low moan flowed from his throat as she shifted her body above him, trying to make it easier for what was planned in her mind. Turning her head, she looked up at him, his eyes closed and his lips parted with his breath. Pressing her lips to his chin, she snaked her hand over his thigh and pushed closer to him.
He met her lips within seconds, more than thrilled by her actions. Moving his hands over her, he tried to pull her closer while his tongue began to tangle with hers. They spent every moment they could together, but it was never enough. They had been married for four months and they still couldn't get enough of each other. The feel of their skin against their lovers was addicting. It was all they ever craved.
Turning her body to face him, Kahlan wrapped her arms around his neck as he moved to allow her legs to circle around him. Their kiss deepened and grew more passionate as their bodies moved together. The water splashed onto the floor as she settled over him with a long, heated moan. He held her hips tightly, helping her move slowly over him as his lips struggled to remain against hers. The release of her magic pushed him over the edge, his body never able to hold on once she had her release.
She fell against his chest with a gasp and soft laugh. Leaning back, Richard helped reposition her so that she could lie against his chest more comfortably. It was always in moments like this that he wished they had a larger bathtub. Trailing the fingers of his right hand up and down her back, he held her against him, unwilling to be apart from her so soon.
"How was the hunt?" she asked softly, closing her eyes as she listened to the pounding of his heart.
"Good. We managed to snag three deer and six rabbits."
She lifted her head from his chest and grinned. "Sounds exciting."
"It was. Your guards looked for us for hours."
"I'm sorry; the council asked that they watch over you."
Smiling, Richard pulled a few wet strands of hair from her face. "It's all right, I just have to get used to it."
She laughed, "I don't think it's possible to get used to them following you around all day. This has been this first time they haven't been beside me today." She shifted her body once again, bringing her lips to his as she pulled him forward.
"How long did they give you?"
"I don't think they will come in as long as you stay here with me."
"The water is going to get cold soon."
Pressing her lips lightly against his, she ran her hand down his chest. "I'm sure we can find some way to stay warm."
******
"Kahlan?"
"Mmm?" she moaned as she pulled herself closer to him. She lay in his arms, her head resting on his chest with an arm draped over his stomach.
"You're shaking, maybe we should move to a warmer place."
Shaking her head against him, she tried to take some of his warmth into herself. "I don't want to move. I like being like this."
"Lying on a towel, naked?"
"Of course," she laughed softly. "It's something I've always wanted to do."
"You’ve been cold like this for days; I think we should see a healer." She could hear the concern in his voice, making her realize that something was different.
Lifting her head, she brought her eyes to his as she smiled. "We don't need a healer. I'm not sick."
"You're freezing-"
"I'm pregnant."
Several emotions flooded his face in a matter of seconds as a large grin pulled at his lips. "We're pregnant?" he asked, making her laugh. Sitting up, Richard scooped her into his arms, holding her tightly as he began to think about their future. "We are going to have a daughter!"
The excitement in his voice was more than she imagined, more than any Confessor heard from the father of their child. Their lips reconnected passionately as he ran his hands over her stomach, thrilled to know that a child grew within her. Easing her back to the floor, Richard broke their kiss and moved down to her stomach. Pressing his lips to her skin, he began to whisper to the child, saying hello and how special she was to them. Laying her arms under her head, she watched him work, watched as he dipped each finger on his right hand I to her bellybutton while the smile on his face took over.
He began kissing his way back up to her lips, making sure to draw out a moan by sliding his tongue across her chest. He left his hand resting on her stomach as their lips played slowly, making him feel even closer to their child. Sitting up, Richard beamed. "I'm going to get another bath ready for you."
Grabbing his arm, she held him in place, a smile spread across her face, matching his kindly. "I'm not sure that we should move away from each other just yet. You wouldn't want me to freeze, would you?"
"Never," he breathed out as she moved her hand slowly from his arm and trailed her fingers down his chest. "I never thought that my life with you could get any better and now, now I feel like my heart is about to explode in happiness."
"Mine too. I never thought that I would ever be happy, but I am." She kept her eyes on his face, watching his eyes widen and lips part as she continued lowering her hand over his stomach. "I can think of something a bit more fun than a bath."
Richard loved it when she touched him like this, she had done it more and more since they were married and he knew he would never tire of it. The heated desire in her eyes was contagious, making his body want hers even more. She had become more daring, her cheeks failing to turn red as she stroked him with her fingers. She enjoyed it as much as he did, though he was sure it was mostly due to the way his breath would catch in his throat and he would begin panting. Her actions always brought him back to their wedding night, when he laid on the bed, his arms holding up his head as she explored his body. She used everything; her lips, tongue and hands, desperately trying to find what pleased him.
A deep moan flowed from within him as his eyes fell shut, focusing only on the feel of her fingers around him. Without realizing it, he began snaking his hands over her, making it almost impossible for her to continue her own movements. Arching her back off of the floor, she pushed up into his touch, a soft cry of wanting leaving her lips. Leaning down, he kissed her, pushing his tongue past her lips as he tried to deepen their kiss. Pulling him closer to her, Kahlan rolled over him and sat up.
Sitting over his hips, she stared down at him, watching as his eyes moved over her perfectly formed body. She loved the way he looked at her. The desire and hunger in his eyes made her feel wanted and she never wanted it to end. His hands began to slide up her thighs and stomach, slowly making their way to her breasts. He loved her body, the softness of her skin and the hardness of her muscles made touching her feel wild and made his need for her grow. Grabbing his hands, she held them against her chest, making him squeeze her breasts as she rolled herself over him. The moan that left her was like lightning, pushing him forward in a desired frenzy.
The room smelled of them, the mixture of sweat and sex, filling the air as they continued to dance together. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. She was too beautiful, the way her head fell back with each movement, her hair gliding around her as she gasped for air. Richard held her steady above him, his fingers digging into her hips as his pleasure rallied up inside of him. She stared at him for a moment as his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he began pulling her onto him a little more roughly. He bit down on his lower lip, trying to last just a few moments longer.
Suddenly stopping, Kahlan grabbed his shoulders and pulled his back from the floor, pushing her chest roughly against his as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Their kiss heated as she shifted herself above him, the sensation of her around him along with the low moans and soft pants of his name leaving her lips was all that was needed to push him from the edge. Burying his face between her breasts, he breathed deeply as she let go and fell into her own release. Her body quivered above him, tightening her hold on him as she rocked herself against him. His fingers pushed into her sides, holding her in place as he memorized her smell; her awakening.
"We're going to be parents," Richard said softly as he pulled his face from her chest and looked up at her. "We're going to have our own family."
The joy in his voice made her heart pound. He was the first man to want a child with a Confessor. The thought alone was enough to make her moan, but the look in his eyes as she met them, was almost too much. Grabbing his face in her hands, she brought her lips to his and leaned forward, pushing herself hard upon him as her wave of desire pulled back and prepared to crash onto the surface once again.
Lifting her up, Richard brought her breasts directly in front of his face, kissing her soft skin as he worked his fingers into her back. A moan left her lips as she brought herself closer to him. Entangling her fingers into his hair, she held him to her, gasping in pleasure as he devoured her skin. She loved the feel of his lips against her skin, feeling his tongue push out and glide across her flesh, tasting her. She never thought that she would have this, a man whom she loved and loved her freely in return. As his hands slid smoothly over her body, she couldn't help but remember the way she thought it would be like.
Nearly all of her life, she never looked forward to taking a mate, not wanting to be with a man when he meant nothing to her. Once she met Richard, it all changed. One morning she found herself waking up in wonder of how his hands would feel against her skin. She began to imagine their skin colliding together in passion, their tongues dancing through fire as their hands explored their new territory. A lot of her time then became spent alone, not wanting to be near anyone while she allowed her mind to fantasize about him. Once it became a reality, she knew it would never change. She would never want another man, there could be no other. No one could make her feel the way that Richard did. One touch and she found herself screaming his name as her magic ripped through her.
The feel of him inside of her as he held her close, panting her name as his own release floated to the surface had become her favorite thing. She longed for that moment, for their union in release. Their bodies never quit, never failing to connect to their lovers, even after they grew numb. As they lay in each other's arms, panting, they had to be careful not to move, for the moment they did, they would start all over again. Her head rested on top of his shoulder, his arms wrapped around her in an attempt to keep her warm. He wanted to say something, to break the silence with something beautiful, but every word that came to him didn't seem to express anything at all. He wanted to make love to her again, wanted to show her how happy he was and how he planned on spending the rest of his life creating and loving their children, but he wasn't sure he would last longer than a few pumps.
"What should we name her?"
He hated himself for a moment for not thinking about the name for their child, but his anger vanished quickly. "What do you have in mind?" He could tell from the pitch of her voice that she had already found one that she liked.
"I thought that maybe... Sarah?"
Closing his eyes, he kept his face straight, not wanting to give away his opinion before he was able to say it. The smile that tugged on his lips was hard to hide; he had to turn his head away as he spoke to be sure she couldn't see. "Sarah? Hmm, I don't know..." his voice trailed off and she lifted her head curiously. "I like it."
"You do?"
She was nervous; he could hear it in her voice. She hadn't been nervous with him since their first night together. He allowed his mind to remember that night. She had stared up at him, watching every move he made, her cheeks red with embarrassment as she watched him do things to her that made her cry his name. Now she stared at him, with the same innocent eyes, waiting for him to guide her. "It's a beautiful name."
Their lips connected softly, kissing lazily as though the simple touch was all that they needed. Their hands locked together, their fingers hooking around each other as they closed the distance between their bodies. She shook beneath him, the coolness of the air snaking past his warmth and flooded against her. In a quick motion, Richard pulled himself from her and wrapped the towel around her, lifting her into his arms before she had a moment to protest.
Chapter: 1
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Richard/Kahlan
Characters: Kahlan, Richard and Zedd, Cara, Others (Original)
Timeline: After S2
Summary: After marrying, Richard and Kahlan try to begin their lives together, something happens to jeperdize it all. Decisions will be made and allies will be lost. Nothing is as it seems.
Word Count: 2,047
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING
Author's Note: So this I started while I was in the hospital. So it has moments of crazy, happy and agnst, but I hope that you all still enjoy! It's pratcially a novel, so I hope you all stick around to see what happens! <3
<3 Comments are awesome peeps! <3
The candlelight flickered around her, lighting the room as she poked at the bubbles that surrounded her. Breathing deeply, Kahlan found herself relaxing as the scent of vanilla and lavender flowed around her. Her eyes slid closed as she slowly lowered further into the water, forgetting her responsibilities. A soft moan of disappointment escaped her as the door opened behind her. Turning her head slowly, she looked to see who stood behind her, though she knew by the smell of the trees.
"Enjoying yourself?" Richard asked with a grin. Nodding, she turned and sank back into the water. "Would you mind if-"
A smile came to her lips as she reached her hand out of the tub, waiting for him to take it and join her. "It's warm."
He undressed quickly and grabbed her hand, stepping into the water as she made room for him to settle in behind her. Leaning her back against his chest, she sighed in content as his arms wrapped firmly around her. The smile on her face widened as he drew small circles over her stomach, his actions making her body grow warmer in need. A low moan flowed from his throat as she shifted her body above him, trying to make it easier for what was planned in her mind. Turning her head, she looked up at him, his eyes closed and his lips parted with his breath. Pressing her lips to his chin, she snaked her hand over his thigh and pushed closer to him.
He met her lips within seconds, more than thrilled by her actions. Moving his hands over her, he tried to pull her closer while his tongue began to tangle with hers. They spent every moment they could together, but it was never enough. They had been married for four months and they still couldn't get enough of each other. The feel of their skin against their lovers was addicting. It was all they ever craved.
Turning her body to face him, Kahlan wrapped her arms around his neck as he moved to allow her legs to circle around him. Their kiss deepened and grew more passionate as their bodies moved together. The water splashed onto the floor as she settled over him with a long, heated moan. He held her hips tightly, helping her move slowly over him as his lips struggled to remain against hers. The release of her magic pushed him over the edge, his body never able to hold on once she had her release.
She fell against his chest with a gasp and soft laugh. Leaning back, Richard helped reposition her so that she could lie against his chest more comfortably. It was always in moments like this that he wished they had a larger bathtub. Trailing the fingers of his right hand up and down her back, he held her against him, unwilling to be apart from her so soon.
"How was the hunt?" she asked softly, closing her eyes as she listened to the pounding of his heart.
"Good. We managed to snag three deer and six rabbits."
She lifted her head from his chest and grinned. "Sounds exciting."
"It was. Your guards looked for us for hours."
"I'm sorry; the council asked that they watch over you."
Smiling, Richard pulled a few wet strands of hair from her face. "It's all right, I just have to get used to it."
She laughed, "I don't think it's possible to get used to them following you around all day. This has been this first time they haven't been beside me today." She shifted her body once again, bringing her lips to his as she pulled him forward.
"How long did they give you?"
"I don't think they will come in as long as you stay here with me."
"The water is going to get cold soon."
Pressing her lips lightly against his, she ran her hand down his chest. "I'm sure we can find some way to stay warm."
******
"Kahlan?"
"Mmm?" she moaned as she pulled herself closer to him. She lay in his arms, her head resting on his chest with an arm draped over his stomach.
"You're shaking, maybe we should move to a warmer place."
Shaking her head against him, she tried to take some of his warmth into herself. "I don't want to move. I like being like this."
"Lying on a towel, naked?"
"Of course," she laughed softly. "It's something I've always wanted to do."
"You’ve been cold like this for days; I think we should see a healer." She could hear the concern in his voice, making her realize that something was different.
Lifting her head, she brought her eyes to his as she smiled. "We don't need a healer. I'm not sick."
"You're freezing-"
"I'm pregnant."
Several emotions flooded his face in a matter of seconds as a large grin pulled at his lips. "We're pregnant?" he asked, making her laugh. Sitting up, Richard scooped her into his arms, holding her tightly as he began to think about their future. "We are going to have a daughter!"
The excitement in his voice was more than she imagined, more than any Confessor heard from the father of their child. Their lips reconnected passionately as he ran his hands over her stomach, thrilled to know that a child grew within her. Easing her back to the floor, Richard broke their kiss and moved down to her stomach. Pressing his lips to her skin, he began to whisper to the child, saying hello and how special she was to them. Laying her arms under her head, she watched him work, watched as he dipped each finger on his right hand I to her bellybutton while the smile on his face took over.
He began kissing his way back up to her lips, making sure to draw out a moan by sliding his tongue across her chest. He left his hand resting on her stomach as their lips played slowly, making him feel even closer to their child. Sitting up, Richard beamed. "I'm going to get another bath ready for you."
Grabbing his arm, she held him in place, a smile spread across her face, matching his kindly. "I'm not sure that we should move away from each other just yet. You wouldn't want me to freeze, would you?"
"Never," he breathed out as she moved her hand slowly from his arm and trailed her fingers down his chest. "I never thought that my life with you could get any better and now, now I feel like my heart is about to explode in happiness."
"Mine too. I never thought that I would ever be happy, but I am." She kept her eyes on his face, watching his eyes widen and lips part as she continued lowering her hand over his stomach. "I can think of something a bit more fun than a bath."
Richard loved it when she touched him like this, she had done it more and more since they were married and he knew he would never tire of it. The heated desire in her eyes was contagious, making his body want hers even more. She had become more daring, her cheeks failing to turn red as she stroked him with her fingers. She enjoyed it as much as he did, though he was sure it was mostly due to the way his breath would catch in his throat and he would begin panting. Her actions always brought him back to their wedding night, when he laid on the bed, his arms holding up his head as she explored his body. She used everything; her lips, tongue and hands, desperately trying to find what pleased him.
A deep moan flowed from within him as his eyes fell shut, focusing only on the feel of her fingers around him. Without realizing it, he began snaking his hands over her, making it almost impossible for her to continue her own movements. Arching her back off of the floor, she pushed up into his touch, a soft cry of wanting leaving her lips. Leaning down, he kissed her, pushing his tongue past her lips as he tried to deepen their kiss. Pulling him closer to her, Kahlan rolled over him and sat up.
Sitting over his hips, she stared down at him, watching as his eyes moved over her perfectly formed body. She loved the way he looked at her. The desire and hunger in his eyes made her feel wanted and she never wanted it to end. His hands began to slide up her thighs and stomach, slowly making their way to her breasts. He loved her body, the softness of her skin and the hardness of her muscles made touching her feel wild and made his need for her grow. Grabbing his hands, she held them against her chest, making him squeeze her breasts as she rolled herself over him. The moan that left her was like lightning, pushing him forward in a desired frenzy.
The room smelled of them, the mixture of sweat and sex, filling the air as they continued to dance together. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. She was too beautiful, the way her head fell back with each movement, her hair gliding around her as she gasped for air. Richard held her steady above him, his fingers digging into her hips as his pleasure rallied up inside of him. She stared at him for a moment as his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he began pulling her onto him a little more roughly. He bit down on his lower lip, trying to last just a few moments longer.
Suddenly stopping, Kahlan grabbed his shoulders and pulled his back from the floor, pushing her chest roughly against his as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Their kiss heated as she shifted herself above him, the sensation of her around him along with the low moans and soft pants of his name leaving her lips was all that was needed to push him from the edge. Burying his face between her breasts, he breathed deeply as she let go and fell into her own release. Her body quivered above him, tightening her hold on him as she rocked herself against him. His fingers pushed into her sides, holding her in place as he memorized her smell; her awakening.
"We're going to be parents," Richard said softly as he pulled his face from her chest and looked up at her. "We're going to have our own family."
The joy in his voice made her heart pound. He was the first man to want a child with a Confessor. The thought alone was enough to make her moan, but the look in his eyes as she met them, was almost too much. Grabbing his face in her hands, she brought her lips to his and leaned forward, pushing herself hard upon him as her wave of desire pulled back and prepared to crash onto the surface once again.
Lifting her up, Richard brought her breasts directly in front of his face, kissing her soft skin as he worked his fingers into her back. A moan left her lips as she brought herself closer to him. Entangling her fingers into his hair, she held him to her, gasping in pleasure as he devoured her skin. She loved the feel of his lips against her skin, feeling his tongue push out and glide across her flesh, tasting her. She never thought that she would have this, a man whom she loved and loved her freely in return. As his hands slid smoothly over her body, she couldn't help but remember the way she thought it would be like.
Nearly all of her life, she never looked forward to taking a mate, not wanting to be with a man when he meant nothing to her. Once she met Richard, it all changed. One morning she found herself waking up in wonder of how his hands would feel against her skin. She began to imagine their skin colliding together in passion, their tongues dancing through fire as their hands explored their new territory. A lot of her time then became spent alone, not wanting to be near anyone while she allowed her mind to fantasize about him. Once it became a reality, she knew it would never change. She would never want another man, there could be no other. No one could make her feel the way that Richard did. One touch and she found herself screaming his name as her magic ripped through her.
The feel of him inside of her as he held her close, panting her name as his own release floated to the surface had become her favorite thing. She longed for that moment, for their union in release. Their bodies never quit, never failing to connect to their lovers, even after they grew numb. As they lay in each other's arms, panting, they had to be careful not to move, for the moment they did, they would start all over again. Her head rested on top of his shoulder, his arms wrapped around her in an attempt to keep her warm. He wanted to say something, to break the silence with something beautiful, but every word that came to him didn't seem to express anything at all. He wanted to make love to her again, wanted to show her how happy he was and how he planned on spending the rest of his life creating and loving their children, but he wasn't sure he would last longer than a few pumps.
"What should we name her?"
He hated himself for a moment for not thinking about the name for their child, but his anger vanished quickly. "What do you have in mind?" He could tell from the pitch of her voice that she had already found one that she liked.
"I thought that maybe... Sarah?"
Closing his eyes, he kept his face straight, not wanting to give away his opinion before he was able to say it. The smile that tugged on his lips was hard to hide; he had to turn his head away as he spoke to be sure she couldn't see. "Sarah? Hmm, I don't know..." his voice trailed off and she lifted her head curiously. "I like it."
"You do?"
She was nervous; he could hear it in her voice. She hadn't been nervous with him since their first night together. He allowed his mind to remember that night. She had stared up at him, watching every move he made, her cheeks red with embarrassment as she watched him do things to her that made her cry his name. Now she stared at him, with the same innocent eyes, waiting for him to guide her. "It's a beautiful name."
Their lips connected softly, kissing lazily as though the simple touch was all that they needed. Their hands locked together, their fingers hooking around each other as they closed the distance between their bodies. She shook beneath him, the coolness of the air snaking past his warmth and flooded against her. In a quick motion, Richard pulled himself from her and wrapped the towel around her, lifting her into his arms before she had a moment to protest.