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Annaya fiddled with the hem of her sleeve as she waited. Rommath had been inside the Regent-lord's office for nearly an hour and try as she might, she could not make out what was being said on the other side of the door. Rommath had promised to convince Lor'themar to let her go to Orgrimmar but the longer the two elves were in that office, the less confident Annaya became.
She knew it was a terrible decision. She had only been safe on the Isle of Thunder because she had been confined to Dawnseeker Promontory but now… she'd be walking straight into enemy territory. She'd be walking straight back to him. Her thoughts drifted to the Kor'kron general and she shuddered. He was out there somewhere. Waiting for her to return to him.
Pretty little thing. You'll always be mine…
A rustle of noise at the door jolted Annaya from her thoughts. She stood up quickly as it opened and Rommath appeared in the doorway.
"Of course. Thank you, my Lord." Rommath bowed his head slightly.
Annaya's fingers tightened in the hem of her sleeve. Rommath turned, stepping into the hallway, and closed the door behind him. It was silent as Annaya waited for the Grand Magister to move. Finally, he looked over at her.
"Well, what did he say?" she asked, dropping her hands to her sides.
Rommath shook his head. "Not here."
Annaya felt a shiver of anxiety skate down her spine. She opened her mouth to respond but Rommath was already walking away. She turned to hurry along after him. The hallway was mostly empty as most everyone was preparing for the assault on Orgrimmar but the few elves that passed by them paid them no mind. The Grand Magister and High Examiner were a normal sight together in Sunfury Spire.
"Rommath, what did he say?" Annaya asked as she tried to catch up with him.
He didn't reply as his robes swirled around him. Annaya could see the angle of his face, his brow furrowed as he hurried down the hallway. Annaya frowned and reached for his hand to stop him. Their fingers slid together effortlessly – perfectly – as he spun back to face her.
"Surfal –"
"Not here." He repeated. His voice was sharp and his entire body was tense. As their eyes met, he immediately relaxed. "Please, Annaya. I will tell you everything, but only once we are alone." His eyes shifted over her shoulder for a moment. "There are too many listening ears out here. Too many watchful eyes."
Annaya frowned but then nodded. "Of course, my lord."
She let his fingers slip from hers but their eyes remained locked on each other for a moment longer. Rommath tilted his head forward slightly in acknowledgement before he turned and began walking toward his office again. Annaya took a breath to calm herself and then hurried after.
Rommath held the door open for Annaya to enter his office and she hurried past him. She turned to watch him close the door and then she watched as he waved his hand between them. There was a quiet ping! as the security wards activated and it was only then that Rommath's entire body seemed to relax.
Annaya frowned as she watched him. "Rommath, what's wrong?"
He shook his head as he slowly made his way toward her. As he stepped into her space, he ghosted his fingers up her cheek to card back into her hair. Annaya's eyes fluttered shut as she tilted her head into his hand.
"Why do you wish to go to Orgrimmar so much?" He finally said, his voice low enough for only them to hear.
Annaya's brow furrowed. She lifted her hand to wrap her fingers around Rommath's wrist as she looked up at him. "You don't get it, do you?"
"Please tell me." Rommath breathed out. He raised his other hand to cup her face with both of them. "Why do you insist on going there? There is only death in that infernal city."
Anger flooded Annaya's chest as her frown deepened. Her grip on Rommath's wrists tightened as her eyes began to burn. She blinked quickly to chase her tears away but she knew it was no use. Not in front of Rommath.
"I have to go there, Rommath. I –" Her throat suddenly tightened and she clenched her jaw shut.
Rommath's fingers pressed against her scalp. "Tell me, Annaya. Please do not hide from me."
"He's there, Rommath. I have to kill him. I have to end this somehow. I don't want to live in…" she took a breath as a tear slipped down her cheek. "In fear anymore."
Rommath sighed before he pulled her forward to press their foreheads together. Annaya slipped her hands from Rommath's wrists to pull the cowl from his face. As his lower face became exposed to her, Rommath pressed his lips against her hairline. Annaya slipped her hands down into his robes as she pulled herself against his body. He wrapped his arms around her and she sunk into the warmth that radiated from him.
They stood together in the center of the office. Rommath breathed into Annaya's hair as she clung to him. Finally, he lifted his head.
"You deserve peace, Annaya," he said softly.
She looked up at him with wide eyes.
"You deserve your vengeance." He continued.
Rommath's lips held the ghost of a smile and Annaya cocked her head to the side.
"The Regent-lord agreed to let you come with us to Orgrimmar."
"He did?" Annaya asked, as her eyes widened.
Rommath nodded. "On one condition."
Annaya frowned.
"That we kill the bastard who ever thought hurting you was a good idea."
"We?"
"I will be at your side the entire time. I will be there when you kill him."
Annaya surged forward to press her lips to Rommath's. He released a quiet umph before he chuckled low in his throat. Annaya sighed into Rommath's embrace. Being close to him, being held in his arms, knowing that he wanted to be close to her. It was something she had only ever dreamed of. Even standing there at that moment felt like a dream to her and she twisted her fingers in Rommath's robes.
"Don't leave me." She whispered against Rommath's neck. A flutter of anxiety crawled up her throat but she swallowed it down.
Rommath shook his head. "I would not dare."
They stood together a while longer until finally Rommath pulled away. "We should get some rest. The Regent-lord wishes to brief the troops in the morning and then head for Orgrimmar shortly after. "Vol'jin is already on his way to the city and Theron wishes to meet him there."
Annaya nodded in agreement before a sudden yawn overtook her. Rommath chuckled softly as he watched her.
"You're right. We should get some rest." As she said the words, a thought crossed her mind. Her fingers tightened in Rommath's robes and she glanced up at him.
He caught her look and frowned. "What is it?"
Annaya shook her head as she looked away quickly. There was no way Rommath would…
"It's nothing. Just a silly thought."
He cupped her cheek to coax her to look at him. "Tell me, little flame."
The anxiety crawled up her throat again as she looked into his eyes. It was impossible, there was no way he would want to. She was dirty, and broken, and –
"I…" she began. She swallowed, her tongue darting out to wet her suddenly dry lips. She opened her mouth to speak but her throat tightened and she looked away.
Annaya pulled away from him as she made her way into the large bedroom. As her eyes fell on the bed, she froze. Just the night before she had slept next to Rommath but now her mind was spiraling. She heard the door shut behind her and she swallowed. There was a rustle of fabric as Rommath moved to step behind her. A flicker of fear danced up her spine and she turned her head slightly. He touched her elbow gently and she looked up to meet his eyes.
"Your mind speaks loudly, my little flame. It expressed its desires plain as day." Rommath's voice was quiet as he pressed his lips into her hair.
Rommath slid a hand around her waist to pull her back against him. She could feel his hardness against her as he did, and her breath caught in her throat. "I also have desire."
Her eyes snapped open to focus on the bed in front of them. The black silk sheets seemed to shimmer in the waning sunlight. Her core tightened as her mind began to race.
"Is this okay?" He asked, his voice low.
Annaya nodded in response, not trusting her voice. Rommath's free hand shifted to run up her arm slowly. His fingers brushed across the top of her shoulder and ghosted up her neck. Annaya tilted her head up as he gently pressed his fingers to her jawline. As he bent his head to meet her lips, Annaya's eyes slid closed. Their lips met and she felt herself melt back into his embrace. He held her steady around her waist as he kissed her. It was warm and slow, unhurried by any sense of impending battle. Rommath's fingers shifted to cup her cheek as he held her against him. He pulled back slightly before pressing his lips against her again, this time more insistent. His tongue swiped gently across the seam of her mouth and she parted her lips to allow him entry.
As he pressed his tongue into her mouth, Annaya made a small noise in the back of her throat. Her hand came up to tangle in his sleeve, grounding her. Rommath pressed his lips harder against hers as his tongue swiped against her teeth and his fingers flexed on her hip. Annaya felt her core tighten and she pulled back slightly. Rommath let her go. He kept his fingers pressed against her cheek as their eyes met and their breath mingled on each exhale.
"Tell me what you want." Rommath murmured.
"I…" The words died in her throat as heat began to build within her at the thoughts that raced through her head. So many fantasies, so many desires, but she was afraid of each and every one of them. She was broken, dirty, used. She forced herself to meet Rommath's eyes again.
"Please…" she whispered before she pressed forward again.
Rommath chuckled as he kissed her. He smiled against her lips as he pressed on her hip, coaxing her to turn toward him. She moved easily, turning until she fully faced him. He kept his fingers on her cheek, shifting them slightly to card back around her ear. He tilted his head up to place a soft kiss to her forehead.
"It will be alright, Surfal. You are safe here." He murmured as he tilted her head up.
Annaya hiccuped as she tangled her fingers into his robes. "Rommath, I…"
"Tell me." He whispered, brushing his lips against hers.
Annaya frowned. She wanted to tell him everything. She wanted to beg him to take her, to make love to her, to love her, but the words sat, trapped in her throat. She frowned, closing her eyes tightly against a sudden onslaught of emotion that threatened to overwhelm her.
"I'm afraid." She finally whispered.
Rommath placed a gentle kiss to the space between her eyes. "Afraid of what?"
Her fingers tightened in his robes. Her eyes burned beneath her eyelids as the wave of emotion crashed against her and she buried her head in Rommath's chest.
"Of ruining things." she said.
Rommath gently pulled her face back. He frowned as he looked into her eyes. "Little flame, what could you possibly ruin?"
She shook her head. "I-I don't know."
Rommath huffed a quiet laugh. "Annaya, there is nothing that you could possibly do that could ever ruin anything between us." He placed another gentle kiss to her forehead. "Even if you wanted to simply sit together under the stars and talk, I would be content."
Annaya smiled as she looked up at him. Rommath brushed an errant tear away that had tracked down her cheek.
"I don't deserve you." She whispered.
"You deserve so much more, Surfal."
He pulled her in to kiss her lips softly. Annaya wrapped her fingers around his wrists to hold him close. She tilted her head and he pressed his tongue into her mouth again. Annaya felt her core tighten as her thoughts began to dance. She wanted more and she was determined to have it.
She pulled back and turned towards the bed. Rommath watched her move, waiting for her to give him direction. Annaya released a slow breath as she began to undo the ties of her robes. Her anxiety spiked with each tie that came loose but she pushed through it. She could feel Rommath's eyes on her, watching her intently but she did not turn around. Finally, after what felt like ages, the last knot came loose and she raised her hands to push the robes off her shoulders. Before she could, however, Rommath's hands came to rest on her shoulders. Annaya turned her head to look at him..
"Allow me." He murmured.
Annaya released a shaky breath as she nodded. He pulled her robes down off her arms, leaving her standing in only her underclothes. Annaya shivered in the cool night air. Rommath set her robes on the divan next to the bed before he gently gripped her upper arms. He pressed his nose into the hair behind her ear, breathing in her citrus and ocean air scent before he dragged his lips down her neck and shoulder. Annaya tilted her head away, releasing a quiet moan as Rommath pressed soft kisses to her skin.
"Will you lay on the bed for me?" Rommath whispered against the shell of her ear.
Annaya nodded before she stepped forward. Rommath let her go, his fel-fire eyes glowing in the dim light as he watched her. When she reached the bed, Annaya turned and sat gingerly on the edge. Their eyes met. She slowly leaned back on her hands as her chest and neck began to heat up. Rommath smirked as he finally stepped toward her. She shifted her legs apart and he moved between them. Annaya straightened up to meet him. He cupped her face in his hands, as he leaned down to kiss her. Annaya placed her hands against his chest, tangling her fingers in his robes. Her eyes slid closed as he pressed his tongue against hers, heavy, hot, and searching.
She traced her fingers down the center of Rommath's robes as she began to pick at the ties holding them closed. As each knot came loose, Annaya pressed her fingers inside to touch his bare skin. She gasped as touched hot skin and she pulled back slightly. It was like the flames of his magic were held just barely under the surface, licking at her fingertips. Annaya looked up at Rommath as he leaned back. He shrugged his shoulders and his robes slid down his arms.
Annaya's eyes widened as she traced the tattoos on Rommath's chest and stomach. They were the same as the ones in his arms and they pulsed gently with barely contained power. She could feel each vibration of the intense magic against her fingertips, sending small shocks up her hands and wrists. She flexed her fingers, splaying them out over his chest to feel more of it. Rommath trailed his hands back into Annaya's hair.
"I half thought your robes would have been conjured." She huffed a laugh.
Rommath narrowed his eyes for a moment before he leaned forward. He placed his knee onto the bed next to Annaya's thigh as he gently guided her back. Annaya tightened her hands around his wrists as she let herself be led. Her heart thumped rapidly in her chest as she forced her breath to remain steady.
Her back hit the bed and Rommath placed his other thigh on the bed to settle over her. "While that would be much more convenient, I do partake in… mundane activities on occasion."
"Like putting your robes on one arm at a time?"
Rommath's fingers pressed against her scalp and she tilted her head back slightly. Annaya watched him through hooded eyes as he shifted his weight over her.
"And taking them off too."
Rommath leaned down to kiss her again. Annaya made a small noise as she felt his weight fully settle over her. Any other time it would have been smothering but not now. Not with Rommath. She felt safe with Rommath.
He began to trail his lips down her jaw. Annaya's eyes fluttered as she tilted her head back against the bed. They were soft against her skin, feather light as he moved, placing light kisses against her skin. Rommath's fingers moved as well, brushing down her arms before he lifted himself up to reach under her.
Annaya looked up into his lightly glowing eyes.
"Is this okay?" He asked softly.
Annaya nodded. Rommath slid his hand against the bed along her back and Annaya felt a prick of magic against her spine. Then he was pulling her bra away from her. Annaya shivered as she resisted the urge to cover herself but Rommath tossed the garment onto the divan and quickly returned to cover her with his body.
Annaya groaned quietly as his warm chest brushed hers. Rommath's lips returned to her chest as he continued to place soft kisses down her sternum. He lifted a hand to gently cup one of her breasts, brushing the pad of his thumb over her hardened nipple. Annaya jerked, her fingers flexing against Rommath's back. His eyes flicked up to hers as he brushed his thumb over her nipple again.
She shifted under him. Her fingers traced the edges of Rommath's runic tattoos as she drew her hands up into his long, dark hair. Rommath dipped his head down to take her unattended nipple between his lips and Annaya threw her head back against the soft bed. She arched her back under him as he laved the bud with his tongue. It was more than she had expected and she moaned softly into the room.
"Tell me, my little flame," Rommath breathed against her skin as he pulled back, releasing her breast from his mouth. "What would you ask of me tonight?"
Annaya forced her head up to meet Rommath's gaze. "Rommath, I…"
She wanted to tell him everything. All the thoughts, and desires she'd had over the past months that she'd spent at his side. She wanted to stay with him, next to him, beneath him, forever. Annaya drew her hand up his arm to cup Rommath's cheek. She pulled him gently, coaxing him back up to seal their lips together briefly. As Rommath's warmth covered her bare skin again, she released a quiet moan.
"Take me, Rommath." She breathed against his lips. "Make love to me, please."
Rommath drew back just enough to meet her wide eyes. Annaya's grip tightened on him. She wanted him back, wanted him closer. "Please, Rommath. I…" her tongue darted out to wet her lips as she looked up at him. "I don't want to go to Orgrimmar without you… without this."
Annaya pulled him closer to brush her lips across the line of his jaw. "I don't want to go to Orgrimmar never knowing what you feel like."
"Annaya…" Rommath's grip shifted on her body.
He dipped his head to run his lips down the center of her chest again. Her fingers shifted in his hair and she pulled at the tie to release his long, dark locks. As they spilled down over his shoulders, Annaya released a quiet moan. Rommath murmured a chuckle as his eyes darted up to her face.
"You do not know what you do to me, Annaya," Rommath breathed against her stomach.
He placed a kiss to her navel before he continued lower. Annaya's core tightened as she flexed her fingers against his scalp.
"Since the day I first laid eyes on you, I knew…" Rommath continued as he shifted to kiss at her hip. "I had to have you."
Annaya shifted her legs around Rommath's shoulders. "Please…" she breathed as she tried to pull at the locks of his hair.
Finally, he relented, settling between her thighs. He placed a kissed to the apex of her thighs before he darted the flat of his tongue out. As he licked up, Annaya's entire body tensed. She jerked, pulling at the strands of his hair. She didn't know what she wanted, whether to pull him closer or to push him away but Rommath decided for her as he brushed his long fingers down the outside of her thighs. Sparks of electricity jumped between them to dance along her skin and she groaned.
"R-rommath, wha… what…" Annaya tried to speak but the words were lost to the sensations in her lower body. Her core tightened as he dipped his head to press his tongue lower.
Rommath moved his hand to follow his tongue and then there was a finger at her entrance. Annaya's eyes shot open as she pulled harder at Rommath's hair. She looked down to see him watching her, waiting for her command.
A sudden thought crossed her mind. She was in control. Rommath, the Grand Magister, the highest ranking mage in all of Quel'thalas, was deferring to her command in this moment. She held all semblance of power, all control of her pleasure. Her core tightened again and she bit her lip to hold back her moan of pleasure.
"Rommath, please," she whispered, gently pressing her fingers against his head to guide him closer.
Rommath pressed his finger into her. It went easily and Annaya's eyes fluttered at the sensation. He began to slowly pump his finger, adding a second one as he licked at her apex. Annaya shifted her hips, moving to meet him each time he pressed his fingers into her. It felt divine. His fingers thrummed with magic and Annaya quickly felt heat begin to build in her core. Rommath turned his head to kiss her inner thigh as he twisted his fingers to curl them up inside of her. Annaya groaned, tightening around him for a moment.
"Rommath, I… I'm getting close," she groaned, gently pulling at her hold on his hair to coax him away from her.
He looked up at her before sliding up the length of her body. His fingers remained inside of her a moment longer before he slowly pulled them free. Rommath pressed his lips to hers and Annaya moaned into his mouth. She could taste herself on his tongue and the thought of the Grand Magister drinking of her nearly sent her over alone.
As his hips settled between her legs, she could feel his hard length rest against her. Annaya moaned against Rommath's lips as she shifted, sliding her legs up the outside of his lower body to wrap around his waist. Rommath gripped Annaya's hips before he suddenly rolled them over. Annaya let out a squeak of surprise as she sprawled out on his chest.
Rommath's chest rumbled as he laughed and Annaya pushed herself up to sit up. Her fingers traced down his chest, past the runic tattoos to brush against his pectorals.
"Is this okay?" He asked as his hands settled on her hips.
Annaya shivered as she nodded quickly. Her mind suddenly flashed to the prison cell – of hands holding her down and large bodies looking over her – but as Rommath gently shifted her back to press his length against her, the memory vanished. He had chosen to be under her. He had chosen to give her all control. There would be no one holding her down. There would be no one looming ever again.
She groaned at the thought of taking Rommath into her. She had dreamed of it for months and now… he was there. She reached her hand behind her to grip Rommath's length in her hand and she heard his sharp intake of breath below him. Her eyes met his as she ran her fingers along his length a few times, feeling the weight and heft of him.
Annaya flexed her thighs to sit up slightly. As she guided him to her entrance, Rommath's fingers pressed harder into her hips to help steady her. There was a moment of pause and then she was sinking down.
Annaya's head fell back as she took him. It was slowly and measured and she felt every heavy, solid inch of him. Rommath was big and Annaya exhaled slowly as he filled her completely. She had to pause but finally, she settled down on his lap. She released a breath. It was like he was everywhere, and as he shifted again, Annaya's eyelids fluttered.
Her fingers flexed against his chest as she groaned.
"Wait," she murmured. Rommath paused, tense and poised to move but waiting.
"Tell me, Annaya," he replied after a long moment.
It was nearly too much. Annaya felt like any movement would send her over the edge. She was already pulled so tight, every inch of her body taut along a bow string but she refused to give in. She did not wait this long to feel Rommath beneath her just to have it end immediately. She took a slow breath as she slowly rotated her hips.
Small jolts of pleasure shot through her lower body and out to her limbs. She released a groan. It was better than she could have ever imagined and she tilted her hips to adjust the angle. Rommath's fingers tightened on her hips and Annaya's eyes cracked open.
He was watching her and she flexed her fingers into his chest again. Suddenly, Rommath sat up. Annaya tightened around him, her breath caught in her throat as the movement jostled his length inside of her. Annaya wrapped her arms around his neck to hold herself close to him and he pressed his lips against hers.
"Tell me how you feel," he murmured when they parted. He had begun to shift his hips, rotating them in small circles to move inside of her.
Annaya groaned as she held on to him. "It feels… I feel…" her tongue darted out to wet her lips. "Amazing."
"Good." He replied as he snaked his hand down between them.
He continued to shift his hips as he pressed his fingers against her. Annaya tightened around his length as her breath caught. Her eyes shot open as he began to press his fingers against the sensitive nub. Annaya moaned against Rommath's lips. He lifted his other hand to card into her hair, holding her close to him. A sudden spark of magic shot from his fingers and she jerked in his lap. Annaya's brow furrowed as she whimpered under his ministrations. It was too much and she knew she wasn't going to last much longer.
"Rom… Rommath, please," she breathed against his mouth.
"Yes, my little flame?" He replied, his voice gravelly and low.
"I'm… I'm so close."
"Then let yourself go. Let me feel you let go." he trailed his lips down her jawline to suck on the pulsepoint on her neck. Annaya's eyes rolled back in her head as her core tightened impossibly tight.
The heat in her core had built to a fever pitch and as Rommath pressed his lips against her neck, the tension finally snapped. Annaya cried out as her orgasm rolled through her, sending electricity throughout her entire body. Her brain short-circuited as all semblance of thought left her. She cried out Rommath's name into the room as she came, her arms tightening around him. Rommath continued to shift his hips throughout her orgasm, only pausing once Annaya heaved a sigh against his ear. He coaxed Annaya to turn her head toward him and they shared a long, slow, languid kiss.
As Annaya breathed against Rommath's lips, he shifted her back. As her back touched the silk comforter, he began to move within her again. Annaya moaned against Rommath's ear as she clung to him. Her body was oversensitive to any small movement and as he thrust, Annaya could only hold on to him. Rommath only had to move a few times before he paused and moved to pull out of her. Annaya suddenly tightened her arms around his neck.
"No," she breathed against his ear. "Stay."
Rommath groaned against her neck as he thrust once, twice and then stilled within her. His breath was hot against Annaya's collarbone as he lay over her. Annaya felt like she was floating adrift on a cloud of pure elation. Rommath was warm, he was safe, she was home. As her eyes drifted closed, she found never wanted to leave.
The gentle breeze woke Annaya. She shifted against the solid mass next to her. It was warm and she slowly cracked her eyes open. Rommath was lying next to her, his arm wrapped around her. His chest rose and fell and she looked up to see him watching her through hooded eyes. The gentle breeze blew again and Annaya shivered.
"Are you cold?" He asked quietly.
Annaya shook her head before she shifted to lay her head against his shoulder. "No, not cold."
They fell into silence. Annaya's eyes slid closed as Rommath ran his fingers up her arm.
"How are you feeling?" Rommath asked after a long moment.
Annaya smiled softly. "Good."
Rommath hummed. Annaya looked up at him. He was staring out the open balcony doors into the night. Annaya shifted to lift herself up over Rommath's chest. His eyes shifted to focus on her.
"What is it?" He asked with a frown.
Annaya smirked as she watched him. Finally, she leaned forward to press her lips to his. He brought his hand up to cup her cheek. The kiss was slow and unhurried and when Annaya pulled back, she pressed her forehead against Rommath's.
"Thank you." Annaya murmured.
"For what?" Rommath asked.
Annaya huffed a laugh. "For giving me this. No matter what happens in Orgrimmar tomorrow, I will always have this."
"I would give it to you again and again, my little flame."
Their eyes met for a long, quiet moment.
"No matter what happens in Orgrimmar, we will have this again." Rommath finally said.
Annaya swallowed as she took a shaky breath. Her eyes dropped as she nodded. Rommath pressed a kiss to her forehead. "No matter what happens in Orgrimmar."