Eragon and arya love/sex.

Chapter 3 Part 2

"Only you can illicit such a response from me,' muttered Arya, closing her eyes. "It's not in my nature to react with such . . . vulnerable desperation." Eragon stared at her, dumbfounded. He had never, in his wildest dreams, thought that she had loved him with so much passion. "But . . . You . . . I . . . We . . ." Arya chuckled despite herself and closed the distance between them. "Eka astar ono. Eragon." She brought his head down to kiss him firmly on the lips. I Love You. It was late morn when Eragon shrugged off his waking dreams. Leona Lake was glimmering with the gold morning sun. Birds were singing, twisting and turning with acrobatic grace in the fresh and crisp morning air. It's a lovely morning. Eragon rolled onto his back, feeling the breeze in his face. He started to stretch but something held his hand back. Looking down, he realised that he had fell asleep holding Arya's hand. A warm glow kindled in his heart. The warm sunlight glinted off her hair of midnight black and cast shadows over her long, sooty eyelashes. Eragon reached over to brush a stray lock of hair off her face, marvelling at her beauty. She looked serene when she rested, yet there was still a regal of nobility and pride in her features that he so admired. Last night was like dream, after Arya had kissed him, they sat and talked cuddling close to each other. Eragon kept still, not wanting to disturb Arya's rest. Good Morning! Saphira's sparkling sailed past overhead, she did a backward corkscrew and soared upwards as Firnen chased her, snapping playfully at her tail. Saphira! Eragon was surprised at their silent arrival. Little One, Saphira replied tenderly. Saphira and Eragon embraced with there minds, exchanging their respective memories of their previous night. What Eragon saw made him blush, but Saphira was beside herself with glee, commenting the hunting is good Little One! Your efforts have finally paid off! Eragon could feel her warm pride in him and that meant more to him than any other affirmation he had received. You feel in fine fettle today, Eragon noticed. And why wouldn't I be? Galbatorix has been overthrown, Alagaesia free once more! Arya is alive and well and we have both found our mates! We have prevailed! Saphira roared loudly and loosed a jet of fire announcing their victory. Arya bolted upright instantly, her green eyes alert and scanning the sky for danger. When she caught sight of Saphira and Firnen cavorting in the morning sky, bugling, she relaxed and smiled with an air of peace, gracing her demeanour. "Good morning, Eragon." "Aye it is a good morning." Eragon smiled at her, content and relaxed. Arya smiled back and Eragon gripped her hand tighter. Arya seemed surprised that they were holding hands, but her only reaction was to return his grip and lean her head on his shoulder.