The Widow and The Witcher (Complete)

Chapter 22

Geralt was enjoying the quiet as they made their way North. Originally, he had wanted to take Julia to Toussaint, but the war-ravaged areas south of Wolnosci were too dangerous to travers. So instead he decided to take her to Kear Morhen, the place where he had grown up. Yes, there were bad memories that hid amoungst the rooms at his home, but over the years many good memories were also forged, and it was a beautiful place.

They had travelled well into the afternoon and Geralt had found a nice clearing to spend their first night on the road. Checking the area to make sure they would have no surprises he returned to find Julia leaning against a fallen tree trunk. A warm fire blazing in front of her. He just stood admiring her as the flames illuminated the highlights in her hair, and the soft smile that turned up just at the sides of her lips as she concentrated intently on something she was making. How this woman made his arms ache to hold her, and his heartbreak at the thought of her ever leaving him. Stepping forward he deliberately broke a branch underfoot to alert her to his presence. She looked up as Geralt strode purposely towards her the small smile faltering before breaking into a wide grin that lit up her eyes as she recognised who it was.

Unable to be without her in his arms any longer he sat down beside her leaning back against the tree trunk and pulled her into his lap. She giggled lightly placing the food aside that was in her hands she turned looking at his now whisker covered face and scolded Geralt "Hey you'll ruin dinner" not really caring about the dinner he lowered his lips to claim hers wanting to satisfy another kind of hunger, one that had been put off for too long.

Julia's mind was losing the battle, she wanted to follow through with her plans of making a nice dinner for her husband. She had remembered from her days camping with her family some simple recipes and was eager to show Geralt that she could cook as well as heal. Right now, however his soft lips had claimed hers and the deeper the kiss the less she though about the food, and the more her body was responding to his. She felt his hands caressing, searching looking to release her of her clothing, reminding her of their wedding night however this time there was no nervousness. Keeping the kiss connected she Lifted up the hem of her garment and shifted herself to straddle her strong warrior.

At the connection of their bodies Geralt groaned as he felt his wife's nimble fingers undoing his laces, lightly grazing his growing need. She pulled away from his kiss and looked longingly into his eyes, the depth of love and joying speaking volumes from the deepening pools of her eyes. That look told him more than any words ever could, she was his and he was hers and for the rest of their lives together they would seek to show each other that love.

Later that night they reclined together in front of the fire. Relaxed and enjoying the simple bread and meat meal that Julia had made. The night sky was full of stars, that Julia could see as she looked up through the trees. She had missed this part of camping, the business and noise of her daily life replaced with the sounds of owls hooting, crickets and frogs singing their songs and the odd wolf howling in the far-off distance. She was relaxed here protected in the strong warm arms of her husband. Placing her hands on his stomach she sighed and said in a lazy soft voice "I love this Geralt, the serenity of nature, just you and me. Most of all I love you." her hands tracing the outlines of his muscles she saw a small rippling effect as he sighed contented and replied in his own husky deep voice "I love you too Julia"

The next morning Julia awoke snuggled into a warm pillow, the pillow moved as Geralt took each breath. He was awake too looking up at the first rays of the sun streaking through the sky. His soft gravelly voice whispered through the clearing "Good Morning my love, how did you sleep?" as his arms wrapped possessively around her waist pulling her closer into him. Enjoying their closeness Julia just murmured not creating a usable word. Chuckling Geralt shifted so they could look at each other. "We should make a move soon if we want to get to Flotsam Inn by night fall, sleeping under the stars is lovely but I want a warm bath tonight." Julia grinned at the thought, she really didn't want to have to wash in the cold waters of the Pontar river. Leaving the warmth and security of his arms Julia stood up and gathered some food from the saddles. Thank fully Nessie had provided easy travel food oat bars, banana's and biscuits to keep them going as they packed up and headed further North.