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The Last Dragonlord's Life	By : queenofthediamonddogs Category: M through R > Merlin (BBC) > Merlin (BBC) Views: 1779 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter III

“Mama! Mama!” A small boy's voice called to her. “Look at this Mama!” Hunith looked around wildly for the source of the voice but she could not find it. “Mama! Look look!” She finally found the boy. He was a dark haired boy with brilliant blue eyes and he was pointing at the table, where her small bowl was hovering about 5 inches above the table. “Look what I did Mama.”

Automatically, Hunith grabbed the bowl and placed it back on the table and turned to face the boy. “You know that you are not meant to do that. What if you were caught Merlin? I cannot lose you.” Kneeling on the ground in front of the four year old boy. “I know you like doing it but not everybody can do it so it is best to keep it to yourself.” Kissing his cheek gently. “Go and wash ready for dinner.”

Hunith woke with a small start once the small boy moved away from her to wash up. She turned her head to look up at the man, who's chest she was laying on. Balinor was still asleep. She smiled gently as she continued to watch him.

“Good morning.” He spoke suddenly, causing her to jump in a little fright. “Sorry.” He laughed lightly as he ran a hand down her bare back. “I awoke not too long ago. You were speaking in your sleep.”

“Oh really? I didn't know that I did.” Blushing lightly at the embarrassment. “What did I say?” Looking up at him curiously.

“I couldn't understand you but you were mumbling. What was your dream about?” He asked curiously as he placed his lips upon her forehead.

“I don't remember.” She lied, thinking it was only a dream and it would not come true. “I know I was happy.” Moving closer to him until they were face to face with Hunith laying on top of him. Her hands rested upon his chest as she bent her head down and kissed her lover gently and slowly. She ran her tongue along his bottom lip in a confident manner and she was met with him parting his lips slightly and the passion of their kiss grew.

Balinor found himself growing hard as he felt her breasts against him and they continued to embrace. He held her close to him, as much as he could, his arms tightly wrapped around her as she continued to torture his lips with her own.

She stopped her kisses and raised her head a little, smiling down at him. “Breakfast?” Whispering softly before leaning down to kiss him again.

“Yes.” He mumbled against her lips and slowly sat up with her straddling his lap. He pulled away from her lips for a moment. “But first, let us build up out appetite.” He grinned as he pressed his lips against her own and pulled her closer to him, pressing her against his hardness. “Or does my beautiful love wish to have breakfast first?” Instead of answering him with words, she answered with her actions by bending her head down and gently kissing his neck with an open mouth. “Breakfast after.”

Hunith chuckled against his skin as he leaned back a little. “What?” She chuckled softly as he lay back completely with her straddling his hips.

“Lean forward slightly.” He chuckled softly as she leant forward slightly and one of his hands disappeared behind her. She soon felt his member pressing against her entrance. “Push back... Gently...” Hunith gasped softly as she felt his member slowly fill her as she moved backwards. Her gasps filled the small cottage as she held herself on top of him.

“Move gently.” He whispered as his hands held onto her hips, guiding her to grind against him. Her hands rest on his chest, moving her hips forward and then pushing back. It felt very strange to her but it was pleasurable and passionate to her. She moved a little quicker but slowed as her moves became clumsy for a moment. Her breathing became ragged as he encouraged her in her movements.

Soon they were moving in synchronisation with Balinor's guidance as Hunith was still unsure of how to move properly. Hunith ground her body against Balinor's. The slowness was killing the man under her but he wanted her to feel comfortable in control. Carefully, he sat up, wrapping his arms around her small waist and gently he thrust upward. Hunith met his thrusts by pushing down onto him as she threw her head back to give him access to her exposed throat. Her heart was pounding hard as they moved with each other.

They soon found their climaxes hitting them hard, both whispering their love's name and held onto each other as they exchanged gentle kisses. “Breakfast, beautiful?” Whispering in her ear as he ran a hand through her hair and moved his lips across her jaw.

“I'd like that.” She whispered softly as she moved off him and began searching for a dress to wear for the day. Hunith glanced over her shoulder at Balinor, who was only sitting up on the bed and watching her dress. “What?” Laughing softly as she dressed into a light grey dress.

“I want to stay here forever. Just you and I. With no trouble at all. Without me looking over my shoulder everyday.” He smiled as he began to dress, searching for his scattered clothes and she tied the front of her dress as she listened to him.

“I want that too. It has been a while since you arrived here and no one has been through the village and nobody has seen any guards.” She spoke hopefully as he moved closer to her until he was standing close to her and he wrapped his arms around her. “We'll be careful, won't we?”

“We will.” Bending down and kissing her softly. “Very careful.” Speaking gently against her lips. “I love you.”

“I love you.”

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The next few days, Hunith and Balinor settled into a routine. They would go out to work in the fields during the day or Balinor would go into the woods to check on any signs of Uther's soldiers and then in the evenings they would eat dinner and at night they would either make love or just talk about their pasts. Hunith learnt that he was a dragonlord and now the last of his kind. She told him about her large family but they had died from the lack of food until it was only her, Gaius and their father until he died of old age two winters ago.

It had been 3 weeks since they had first made love and Hunith had been feeling ill but she hid it from Balinor very well. It was close to winter and they were all working too hard.

“Hunith! Hunith!” Balinor's panicked voice came from outside her small home. “Hunith!” He shouted and rushed inside to find her at the fire, frozen as he ran in.

“What? What is it?” Abandoning her cooking as she watched him rush around their home. “Balinor! Speak to me!”

“They're here. They found me. I have to go.” Wrapping his large coat around him and his bag onto his shoulder. “Oh! I don't want to go.” Stopping when he saw her crying. “Oh Hunith. I wish I didn't have to.” Moving forward to her, placing his hands on her shoulders. “I will always love you.” He kissed her quickly. “I have to leave now. They're close.” He began searching for anything that belonged to him and she wouldn't get caught hiding a fugitive.”

“Let me come with you.” She spoke quickly as she followed him around the room. “Balinor, please. I can't be alone. Balinor!”

“No Hunith!” He spoke angrily. “You can't come. I will be living my life on the run. That is no place for you.”

“Please! Don't leave me behind.” Her tears fell faster as she stood still in front of the door to stop him from leaving. “Please let me come with you. I don't care if you live your life on the run. I just want to be with you always.”

He stopped moving around the room and turned to face her. “Oh Hunith.” He spoke gently as he moved to stand close in front of her. “I wish you could come with me but I need you to stay here and live your life. With me, there is no life. Just fear. Stay here. I will come back when it is safe once again.”

“But your...” She tried to speak but he cut her off by kissing her softly.

“I will be fine.” Kissing her again. “But I must go.” He reluctantly moved back from her but he had to kiss her once again before moving past her and running towards the forest.

“Goodbye my love.” She whispered as she watched him disappear into the trees. Her hands rested on her stomach. “You're going to be a father.” Tears fell fast down her cheeks as she retreated her into her home, waiting for Uther's men to enter the village and search for Balinor. She sat at her table and sobbed her heart out. Her heart was breaking for the man she loved and he was now gone and very unlikely to return.

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“Search the houses! He has to be here! Find him!” A loud and angry voice was heard outside.

Hunith wiped her tears away quickly and left her house to see what was happening outside. There were at least 30 men with horses but the majority of them were on foot and searching the small village of Ealdor.

“Search every house!” The lead knight spoke as he walked to the cottage next to Hunith's as another knight moved towards Hunith, ignoring her and pushing past her to go into her cottage. She could hear him moving around inside and was soon outside with a tunic in his hands. Hunith froze when she realised it was Balinor's.

“Sir!” The knight called. “I found this.” Holding up the tunic. “There is no other signs of a man in the cottage.”

“It's my late father's. I forgot I still had it.” Quickly lying as the Head knight moved towards her. “I promise you, sir.” Pleading with her eyes. “None of the villagers have anything to hide.” She felt a small amount of nausea begin to wash over her. “Please...” Closing her eyes to stop the nausea, only opening her eyes to take the tunic from the soldier.

“Move out!” Someone shouted and the knights soon left the village, only leaving a train of hoof prints and manure.

Hunith clutched onto the tunic tight in her hands and watched the knights disappear from Ealdor. Once they were out of side, she rushed into her home with the greying shirt tight in her grasp. She had barely made it inside when she fell to her knees and sobbed loudly, clutching the shirt in her hands and in her lap.

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