NRPG:  Sexual situations down below

*Eurielle*

She glanced in the mirror as she smoothed back her black hair, her delicate eyebrows slightly arched.  "Nial?" She called out to her husband in the other room.

"Yes, dear?" he answered sitting beside the fire, reading a book that Belarade had brought over for him.  

"I want you to try to discuss some things with B'Lin this evening...he's supposed to be coming over for dinner with Lish."

"What sort of things?" Nial asked as he flipped a page.

"Things like the mysterious bruises on her arms....  The rumors of his all night adventures...  I want him to straighten up and start acting responsibly," she sighed as she watched her husband, who was barely looking at her.  "Nial...."  

She had always been the stern one, always had to be the parent with the firm hand... and she had used that hand more than once when trying to make her eldest son behave.  "Nevermind, darling..."

B'Lin had not inherited her husband's sweet and genial nature.  Instead, he had always been temperamental and hot-headed.  *You can solve more things with kind words, than with those fists* she had told him over and over again.  The thought, that now he might could possibly be using those aggressive fits with little Lecia not only horrified, but also disappointed her - and she wouldn't stand for it.

Giving her husband a kiss on his balding head, she went back to work in the kitchen fixing the meal for her family.

*Belarade*

"My space is important to me to. I've lived alone a long time."
"I know," Bel answered Ce'Lot as she turned away from him.
"But I would love to have you here more often .. maybe on a more permanent basis .."

She closed her eyes tightly and took in a deep breath... How she had wanted to hear those words for so long...  But not like this...

"Ce'Lot..." Bel began slowly.

<You're turning him down aren't you?> Menia asked angrily.  <why???>

"I would love to move in with you...." She watched him carefully as his face showed a smile, but she saw the flash behind his eyes...was it fright?

"But....not like this..." Belarade shook her head.  "I don't want it to be just because we don't want to be alone at night..  I want it to be for so much more..."

"Bel-" Ce'lot's brow creased.  "That's not the only reason why I'm asking you..."

"No...I know...I mean, that's not what I'm saying..." she sighed and threw up her hands helplessly.  "I don't want to just move in...."

She searched his blue eyes with her own, trying to see if he was understanding what she was getting at.  "I don't want to just be your live-in..." she explained softly before Menia burst into her mind.

<Lecia is pregnant!>

<What???> Bel faltered slightly where she was standing and reached out to steady herself against the table.  

"Bella....what's wrong with you?" Ce'Lot stepped forward and grabbed her arm gently.

"Gods...Lecia is pregnant..." she whispered.

*Eurielle*

She put a protective arm around Lecia as she led her back into the small shelter that served as their home.  

"Just sit here, love," she whispered to the scared girl.  "This is absolutely wonderful news...something to be excited about... Anadia...go get Lecia some water...  I'll be right back."

B'Lin was sipping a beer, sitting on the hearth and still talking to his father.  "B'Lin...I need a word with you...now." 

Her tone was strict and she was sure that he knew that she meant business.  The moon shined down on her eerily as she walked out and crossed her arms in front of her thin frame.  

"Mama..."

"Hush..." Eurielle shot at him quickly.  "You listen to me..."

She calmed herself down and tried to keep her voice even, and B'Lin wisely had chosen to keep his mouth shut.

"Lecia is pregnant..." Eurielle turned and looked at her son, pinning him with her dark eyes.  "And I saw the marks on her arm..."

"Mama..."

"Not now, B'Lin..." she raised a hand to signal him to be quiet.  "However, she got those marks...you make sure, that I *never* see them *anywhere* on her again..."

B'Lin simply nodded as he slumped.

"And another thing..." she raised a brow as she stepped towards him.  "You will treat this 'mating' as a marriage...is that clear?"

"Yes mama..." he said lowly.  

"This pregnancy is a wonderful thing...and I want you to start treating her like the mother of your child.... Both in and out of the bedroom... do you understand me?"

Eurielle watched her son flush with embarrassment.  "All right mama..."

*B'Lin*

Glay was still not talking to him...  and Lecia wasn't either.

"Lecia....baby..." he whined some.  "It's going to be okay..."

"I don't know anything about having a baby..." she whispered to him.

"Well you think, I do?" B'lin asked sourly before remembering his mother's lecture.  "Come here Lish..."

He held out his arms to her and she quickly snuggled her body to his while his mind reeled from everything.  A baby... she was carrying his child...  

And maybe...being mated to her wouldn't be so bad...  He smoothed down her blonde hair absently as he rested his chin on top of her head.  She was one of the better looking girls in the warren... He couldn't have chosen a better match for himself...  Not to mention their child would be stunning.

B'Lin puffed out his chest some.  There was something to be said about a woman carrying the burden of your child within them, and he was rather proud of the fact that he hadn't been shooting blanks.  But what had his mother meant by treating Lecia like the mother of his child in and out of the bed?

He frowned as his hands ran up and down Lecia's small back.  Sure, he was a little rough with her sometimes...  She needed guidance...  And...okay, he conceded, he was a little selfish in the bedroom... It wasn't that he didn't know what to do.  He could make Lecia scream if he wanted...

B'Lin pulled her up against him, and began kissing slowly down her neck.  "Have I told you how excited I am over this child?" he whispered.

"No..." Lecia shook her head.

"Well I am...and I love you Lecia..." he breathed into her ear as he eased her back onto the sofa and began unbuttoning her blouse slowly.  

"B'Lin..." she looked at him frightened for a moment.  "I'm so sore..."

"Ssshhh...." He reassured her as he removed her shirt and sucked against a rosey peak gently.  "I'll be gentle...I promise...  Just let me make love to the mother of my child..."

The rest of her clothes fell off easily and he quickly settled between her legs, kissing a slow and heated path down over her stomach.  If she had been complaining about his 'skills' then he would make sure that the next person she spoke to, she would have nothing but rave reviews to give him.  His lips pulled gently at her softness and he smiled as she groaned underneath him.  He'd drive her wild tonight....and he would make sure that it would be more than she could handle.

<NRPG:  Kris, I was trying to think of B'Lin today and how he would react to the news that he wasn't satisfying his 'woman' and I really think that it would insult his manhood. ;)  But, I can't see him keeping her needs in mind all the time...  just when the mood strikes him.  I left the meeting with Nineve for you, Jill.  And, I also didn't know if Ce'Lot and Bel would go to B'Lin's apartment or not to find his sister since he got the news.>
Respectfully Submitted,
Belarade and Menia
B'Lin and Glay
Euriella, Nial, and Anadia