Getting to Know the Harbinger

Not Entirely Like Old Times

The hunt really was like old times... the way they used to hang out before they rose to the Companions' inner Circle.
They chased a pack of deer and actually took one down without their beast forms. Aela had forgotten how accomplished she felt taking down prey on two feet instead of four...
They set up camp and Aela cooked a section of the deer meat while Farkas dressed the rest of the deer for bringing back to Jorrvaskr.
Aela smiled as they sat and ate, she'd forgotten how nice the camaraderie was.
But as they finished eating she realized Farkas was watching her with that intense gaze again...
"What's on your mind, icebrain?" She asked with a smirk.
"Not much," Farkas chuckled, "just wonderin' how I never caught this scent of yours sooner..."
Aela's heart jumped... he did notice... but did he know what it meant?
She knew he could hear her pulse... knew he was probably focusing on it... and she tried not to, but she began to blush.
The grin that spread across Farkas's face told Aela he knew exactly what it meant...
"I usually go off alone when I get like this," she answered quietly.
"Why?" Farkas smirked. Aela sighed.
"Because it makes it easier to pretend I'm happy alone, ok," she snapped in exasperation. Why was he suddenly so interested?
"But you're not," Farkas replied, ignoring her tone... it wasn't a question.... and he was still watching her with that damn intense gaze...
"Listen Farkas," she growled, "let's get one thing straight right now; I don't need a man!"
"Your scent says otherwise," Farkas smirked. He was completely unfazed by her anger... and Hircine help her, that smirk on his face was sexy...
"No," she yelled, getting to her feet to glare down at him, "my scent says my wolf blood wants a mate. I..." her angry growl got caught in her throat as Farkas stood as well, bringing his massive chest and biceps into her line of sight and forcing her to look up to keep glaring at him.
"Tell me you don't," Farkas challenged with a grin as he stepped closer to her.
"I... d-don't..." she tried to say it forcefully, but her damned body gave her away... he was standing too close now... she couldn't pretend not to smell him... by Hircine he smelled good...
No... she was a fierce warrior... not some swooning maiden... not a bitch in heat... she did not need...
Then Farkas took another step... he brought one hand up to slowly run down her exposed side and she shuddered... she wanted his touch...
"Tell me you don't want me..." he challenged again in a husky whisper... he leaned down slowly toward her. "Aela..."
"Damn it Farkas..." Aela growled. She grabbed the front of his armor and yanked him down into a fierce kiss. His lips were everything she'd imagined all these years. She felt him chuckle into the kiss but he didn't hold back. Their tongues fought for dominance, and to Aela's slight surprise, he won... the even bigger surprise... Aela didn't mind...