He knows he shouldn't.... But....

Broden's mind raced. He had wanted to learn the dances to impress Ethimilee, no matter what Mis'Ra's thoughts about seducing her daughters had been. He hadn't intended to actually do something like that. In an Orc tribe, such things weren't uncommon for a powerful warrior to take both a mother and daughter as lovers if he chose to do so. But that was something he had intended to leave behind when he took his people away form the Wastes. So why was he.....

"P-please come in," he said as he opened the door and held it open for her. Mitri slid past him and waited for him to enter and light the candelabras in the room. Broden did so and watched the young (by Elf standards) woman look around him room.

"You have a nice room. It looks really organized too."

"Well it is easier to give orders to my men if everything is in order," he answered with a chuckle. She walked around the room, looking through the slowly filling bookshelf, his tidy desk that still had a stack of reports to go over, and even the his large tub before finally coming to his bed. She stared at it for a moment before finally seeming to make up her mind. She turned and sat back on it.

"I imagine that as a mercenary you don't normally have a bed this soft."

"I wasn't always a mercenary my la- er, Mitri. I'm not certain that I can still call myself one now."

"What do you mean?"

Knowing this wasn't wise, Broden sat beside her on the bed. "I'm fighting a war that has nothing to do with me, and in all honesty I should have led my people on by now, but... I find myself unable to leave."

"Its.... My mother right?"

"In the beginning... Now, I find myself pulled in two direction." He turned his head to look at her and could see her starting to blush. "Mitri I-"

Before he could finish, she was on him. Her soft lips met his in a gentle but hungry kiss. Broden felt her hands on his chest and allowed himself to be pushed onto his back while she followed him down. When she broke the kiss, he could see that her blush had gone all the way up to her ears.

"I know that you love her. But.... If you love me even a little.... Can I, for tonight at least, be your woman?"

Broden rolled over, putting her under him. She was scared. That much he could tell just from her eyes. Her heart was beating so hard that he could hear it. He gave her another kiss, careful that his tusks didn't scratch her. In response she wrapped her arms around his neck and held him.

"I think I love you Broden. I know you love mother, and I'm not asking for you to give me an answer, but I hope you can love me too."

"Mitri...."

"So... Will you be my first?"

"Just your first," he asked teasingly.

"I... I'm going to outlive you. Even if you choose me over her, I'll still...."

"I know. Are you sure? We don't have to do this tonight. It could be whenever you are ready."

She looked up into his eyes, and gave him her answer.