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My heart breaks to hear this. "My loooove... How do I describe it... When I look at you, I see a strapping man who took a chance on a broken pirate girl, one who wears the heart of gold he has on his chest through every moment of trying to do the right thing. I see someone who looks as handsome as he did yesterday. You're still someone that I want to love, cherish, honor, fuck, make love to, share a life with. I see a Knight in shining armor who saved his goddess, his wife, by untying her and carrying her to safety. You are my life, my love, my husband, my one and only, the father to our daughter and all the children to come after her... you're my everything. I wouldn't want anyone else to protect Ana and I other than you. Please don't see shame in yourself; to me, you're my strong as a gladiator Prettyboy and you always will be."

I kiss you passionately to drive my point home that to me, you are everything you have been and more. I pull back and look at you with love in my eyes for you, "Although a touch of evil could be a good look on you... you should consider a tattoo one day love, it's really sexy on you! Despite that... I care about your well being more than anything else so whether that look is permanent or not, I still think we should find a Cleric or a Wizard or someone who can remove your curse. The only curse you should be attuned to is me. But we'll find someone to help you, then we'll get a shaman for me because I only have a while before this concoction one of the hags gave me wears off and I start getting sick again. Does that sound like a plan? I'm going to take care of you my love, not matter the circumstances." I've gone into Captain mode, planning ahead step by step, but this time, with the goal of my love for your well being in mind. I would move mountains for you, swim the deepest rivers for you, give my life if I needed to, all in the name of love.

Overwhelmed by the outpouring of love from you, I sit amazed. I wait until you are finished and pause. My eyes widen and my face stretching into a wide grin. "This beautiful woman!" I am happy.

"You are so caring and attentive and loving, it blows my breath away.

Dear love, when I could not touch your mind and heart for those terrible minutes, I did something to protect my heart. I recalled a memory that was locked away in my tiloni so that I could hold onto that at least. I performed the mental exercise recklessly and ended up holding onto a memory that I had locked away even from myself. Love, we have met before. In Aum. Do you not remember either?

I suppose the gods have meant us to be together even when we somehow did not stay together the first time we met. I have not remembers the whole memory so I know how it turned out. Or maybe wonders never cease and we have met multiple times, only just now falling in love and making a family.

I saw you as a 16 year old, young and terrified of love, trained to be cold by your Sir. You knew no love besides what physics provide and then, even with me, no more than lust and bodily desire. We were so young and stupid. I was the worse. I thought I knew love and that I could heal you of this. Even then I was trying to rescue from lovelessness. How far you have come from that! On the Skulker, you gave into romantic love and never once looked back. Look at you. How we love each other now! Our physical touch is glorious and only magnifies our divine love. You are infinite in love Kiltzi and I worship you. You are all human and I crave you, Kitty."

I had not realized how much I was touching you this whole time. Our naked bodies were connected as much as possible, and my lips finally gave up on the inadequacy of words and speak only kisses.

I search my memory of the story you're referring to, suddenly having a recollection of a memory that I too had kept locked away from myself. I grin as I see a young Duke in my mind, quite happy to see that we've been slated to be together for longer than we've known. I get excited as I recall a very interesting moment in my room of the inn, as you were the first to explore me with your tongue. At the same time, I feel the shadow that comes from that memory. I know why the memory is locked away to never be touched, but it seems that you do not remember that part.

I quickly fight against that darkness, easily helped by the kisses I now receive. I know there are other questions I have, but my lover craves me, and I crave him too. I give in to the touching and affection easily, driving the shadows out for now and holding all questions until after. I fall deeper into your loving kisses, feeling the craving grow more and more. My need for you has returned and needs to be satiated once again.

My craving reciprocally responds to yours. I know we have so little time before we must join the others, that I take matters such as hard-ons and low moans as excuse for primal sex. If only I can make you scream out my name, hear your voice say the name of your lover to my heart. I turn you over so that you may are passive to my intentions. I know you are willing so I do not ask this of you. I am your husband and need you now. I place the soft head of my hard dick and place it in your sweet hole. It is not so wet as it needs to be as I rush things, but there is enough precum to make up for it. You scream at the unaccustomed roughness. I enjoy your reaction since I know that my dick will feel good in a moment. I slide a bit more in and you continue to protest, yet your pussy floods with slick ointment for the intrusion and I pull back only to plunge all the way up your hole, touching your cervix and touching off another spasm of sensation that travels your throat and out your open mouth. "I need you fast Kitty. I want you badly." Holding onto your neck with my left hand and grasping your right breast, squeezing playfully your nipple between thumb and forefinger, I ride you, letting you continue to feel my roughness even as my dick is coating in our lubricant. The squishiness of your breasts feels so nice under my grasping hand. No longer dry, I fuck you faster and do not hold back my penetrations. I play the angles and look for an even deeper passage through you. My hand leaves your breast to palm your vulva full of hair and play aggressively with your clit. "I want to hear you say my fucking name, god damn it. None of this pleasant romantic talk right now. I am your lover, your one and only. I missed you! I want you to know I want you!!!" I find it. The passage. I squeeze my cock against your womb opening and push my head inside pass your defenses. I can't wait for you as I slam your body to the bed and let my sperm go inside your most private chamber and flood it with cum. Ana can dance in our love making. I scream out with my release and can barely hear your own song, but know it harmonizes. I can't wait until you hear your own screams at her birth. It will excite me, too. I hope we have a patient midwife. We will be making love even then!

As I feel you at the entrance to my own cave, I get a bit excited as we've been enjoying each other between talking. There isn't much time left for us alone after all, might as well enjoy it. But then you enter despite not being excited enough for that, and it makes me cry out. Just as I'm about to ask you to wait, you go further, which makes me scream out more. I'm getting excited, but you're not usually this forward about it, so I'm still surprised. You pull out and right as I'm about to say something, you drive yourself in, hitting my wall and causing a gasping scream to leave my lips as I tighten around you. Your voice makes such a deep sound of your own as you speak your carnal, primal need.

You grab me and drill me hard and fast and despite the sensitivity I still feel between your fingers, that is quickly forgotten from the motion of your ocean. Every movement sending moans and gasps as my excitement builds with each thrust. There are no holds bared here. The intensity starts to become too much and I start clawing at the sheets, the pillows, even grabbing my own hair. I squirm and writhe under you, making your search for the perfect spot harder than it was. But your hand relocates and I scream out from both sensitivity and pleasure. My attempt to say "My love, I'm about to finish," is interrupted by your statement for me to say your name. Your request isn't hard to fill as I feel you enter the most sacred chamber of my body and fill it with your seed. I scream out your name, louder than I've ever screamed before, as my body shakes in waves of pleasure from the aggressive scene. I too, almost as if knowing what you're thinking, am excited and hopeful for the same thing!

I feel your weight crash down on my back after and I turn my head to see you. You're smiling, triumphant, and mostly satiated, but I can see how drained your energy is too. Passionate and submissive lover has turned back into caring wife as I struggle, but successfully roll you off of me. You stay on your side and I gasp as I pull you out of me. My desire for you complains about that connection being broken, but at this moment, I'm not listening to it. Before you can ask if I'm okay, I speak up as I rotate onto my back, sit up a bit so I'm higher up than you, and pull you back down against me. "Alright, you're resting and I'm not asking! I can see how exhausted you are love, your strength isn't at its maximum right now and you're going to need every bit of it. Come, rest your head here above your child and regain the strength you can. I promise, we can be rabbits tonight once we get this curse off of you as I still desire you too. Right now, sleep; we should be safe in an alternate dimension. I felt you fall once today without me there, I'm not going to watch you fall later." I guide your head to rest on my stomach and I hold you with one arm and play with your hair with the other.

I rest my head on your tummy and look up to your beautiful eyes past those majestic nipples, and I almost lose my train of thought. But your expression of concern seeps into my mind and soothes me. I look again, however, and don't really know what you were feeling when you say such nice, wifey things. "Love? I know you are concerned and I appreciate all of what you say. We love and care for each other deeply. But love? May I ask? What are you feeling? You aren't really telling me how YOU feel. Are you panicked? Do you worry about Ana? What is it, dear love? If there is some need that you are not expressing to me, I want to hear it, even when you tell me how I should take care of myself.

I can rest and still listen to what you need. You know I need to hear your concerns, too. How else can we both care for each other in the open relationship that we have. Don't hide it with pretty prose. Tell me."

You melt any walls I try to have whenever my thoughts are too much. As I look at you, processing the words to say, I start to tear up and cry. "My love, there are so many thoughts in my head! I saw you so exhausted and my heart sank! I’m so happy you’re here, I felt you fall and I just wanted to cry when I saw you from joy! But seeing you like this, I just want to help! I want to get you help! Does it hurt? Are you okay?"

Forgetting to pause for a response, I keep going. "I have so much more on my mind though! Is Ana okay? I was hanging for a while and I hope she’s okay. I shouldn’t have stepped through that gate... I know Jacob is just concerned, but am I a danger to the party? I’m certainly a danger in regards to you. I’m so scared we won’t survive this..." I start sobbing into my hands hard.

"Hush. Slowly, my love. Rest your head on my shoulder." I lift up and pull you up into a hug. You try to push me back down wuth one hand, still crying in the other, but you want my hug, too, so you allow me to want to comfort you. "I know you want me to rest, but let me rest in your embrace. You can breath too. I feel these same fears. I've run them through my head and I cannot contain them, but love, you have to remember too that I have accepted every danger to myself as a challenge to be your husband. I have taken my oath to protect you. That is the one thing in all this maelstrom of anxiety that you need not worry about. I am your rock and anchor, your shield and your listening post.

I may not be the brightest member of this party, and maybe, my love for you may seem silly to some, especially to that strange Caine girl, but I give my totality to you. My all. My love which knows no bounds. We can handle all the other concerns one at a time.

Listen. I want to be there for you in all things, Kitty. You just need to tell me straight up. I may not be able to read all the signs, or I may miss a hint. Just tell me, ok? Thank you for telling me. Please cry it out. Please don't ever stop holding me. I love you so much."

I blubber as I rest my head on your shoulder and cry hard, "I didn’t want to burden you! I wanted to be tough for you! I wanted you to rest, I didn’t want you to worry about me!! I love you so much too!!" I cling onto you like a child who doesn’t want their security blanket to be taken from them. "I... I... I just... I would've been heartbroken to lose any of them because of me! Especially you!! I know you took an oath, but... I..." I hold you harder than I already was. "I love you more than anything love!! My tiloni would split into a million pieces without you!!"

After several minutes of me crying and you holding and consoling me, I finally loosen my grip and sit my head up looking at you. "My love, my concerns reminded me of a question that I wanted to ask you. Did something happen when you fell today?"

"I actually don't know what you mean. Did I fall? I remember being touched by that hag and that cold magic cursing my very bones. What were thinking had happened?"

"No no no, before you showed up love. You... you were poisoned. I felt your protection fall and you were poisoned. Did you fight someone before you found me?"

"Oh by the gods, this has been a long day! Yes, we were fighting Drow. I was following your directions. I was ... then you, then you stopped talking to me. I panicked. I felt so alone! And I couldn't find you in this maze. There were three passages and no one could divine which way, or maybe I didn't wait. I dont know. I just knew I had to go down one so I choose the path straight in front of me. That's when I found you and 4 Drow guarding you tied up to a post. Of course I didnt know it wasnt you. It was Caine with a burlap sack over her head. I fought hard and the party followed me. I was leading them. I wasnt waiting on the party to bicker. You had to be rescued. You can take a hit, but Ana, she is so small. I fought and one of the Drow used a blowgun on me and pierced my armor. It might as well been my heart. I couldnt doge it. It was only a scratch, but the poison was such that I fell unconscious. I remember waking up and being in a daze. I didn't even get up. I drank a healing potion even when I didnt think I needed it. I was so confused. Jacob was mad at me for something. I had forgotten something. I just felt full of your love. I ... felt happy.

Jacob berated me a bit I remember. I didn't get up and fight. He tried to heal me too, but I didnt need his healing either. He was mad and I was confused. I was supposed to do something. Only after we left the cavern, did I realize I hadn't rescued you yet, so I raced off to another passage.

But everyone was mad at me it seemed. And there was Caine with us. She was all dirty from being dragged through the muck by the Drow. She ran past me into the next chamber. I came in and saw you tied to the ceiling and Caine standing there in black leather as well, and for the first time, I knew that who I saw in the last chamber was Caine, not you. 'I was trying to rescue Caine?' I thought. It didn't make sense.

Looking back, it was the fall that everything went wrong and then everything went right. I fell. I broke my sanctuary spell on you.
I'm so sorry! But I was unconscious, and then I wasn't. Nobody touched me. I cured the poison later myself. I remember that the well of healing was rich and full of your love. I only had to dip into the pool just a little and the poison was no more. But my mind was confused. Only my mind. My heart felt full, like you had never left me, like you had hugged me and I could still smell your sweet perfume.

Ohhh I remember seeing Ana!"

I stare at you with varying facial expressions as you try your tell your story. With the mention of Ana, I perk up excitedly. "Oh love, isn’t she gorgeous?! What did you think? How did you feel?!

"You saw her too? Oh of course, you were there! But how were you there? It must have been Kiltzi! You as Kiltzi. You are Kiltzi, and Ana was on your hip. She is beautiful like you. Long black hair and such rich dark skin and my blue eyes but more light than even mine. They shown such love! I was so touched by your words and her smile. You asked me to open my eyes and I did."

My excitement turns to gawking. The fact that the description is the exact opposite leaves me speechless for longer than it should before I regain my composure. "Well, yes I am Kiltzi and Ana was on my hip... I’m sorry I couldn’t be there like I told you I would be, but when I felt the disconnect, I knew something was wrong! I’m not even sure how I did that honestly. I just knew that you wouldn’t break that spell for anything, it was the comfort that Ana and I were going to be alright. And you don’t have to apologize my love! But for the most part, you’re mostly right. Thank you for opening your eyes." My gawking has turned into an affectionate, loving look with a smile across my face. The relief I feel is astronomical, even if I’m a little peeved that your description of our daughter is the exact opposite of what I showed you.

I give you a hug and squeeze you. I love your smile. It lights me inside.

"But what am mostly right on? Am I somewhat wrong?"

I giggle a lot at your question, endlessly smiling as I respond, "You’ll find out in about 8 to 9 months my love, don’t worry about it right now." I kiss you lovingly. Who cares who is right, she’ll be beautiful either way and I’m excited for the day we meet her.

With much sadness, I ask, "Our time is running short... are you rested enough? Are you going to be okay?"

I stop you from going to the rope so fast. "Hold it lovely. Are you saying we have to wait to see Ana? Does that mean we have to come up with a boy name, too?"

I chuckle as I smile at you, "No, my love. What I mean is, as you can see," I turn so my side shows and rub up and down my stomach to emphasize my lack of a protruding belly, "it'll be a few months before Ana is ready to make an entrance into our world. What I'm actually saying sweetheart is that your description of her was the pure opposite of what I've seen her look like. You saw a copy of me with your eyes, but I saw a copy of you with my eyes. We had two contrasting visions of what she'll look like.

But we can come up with a boy name just in case if you'd like. Are you hoping for a boy more than a girl my love?"

"No love. I want Ana to be a girl as beautiful as you. I want to bless this land with your empathy and love."