Farkas looked up at the sky and took a deep breath. “But you couldn't.“ Hagen shook his head. “I've tried, really, I have. But I still want you. More than I ever wanted her.“ Farkas looked down at the man sitting in front of him and he knew the dragonborn spoke the truth. His eyes held all the emotion he so desperately had hoped to find in them just days ago. But now, everything was different. “Do you love her?” he finally asked the question they both dreaded so much. Farkas was not sure if he could handle the answer, no matter what it would be. Hagen rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands. Never before had he looked so tired. “I don't know. I thought I did. I think the world of her, and the sex is amazing, but...” He shook his head. “I don't know. I never realized something was missing before... Ah, nevermind.” “It hardly matters. You are a married man, and no matter what happens, you will always be married to her. You should never have betrayed your wife in the first place.“ He was disgusted with himself for these words. Was it not Farkas who had yearned for the other man's touch? Was it not he who begged the dragonborn to take him harder, faster? Orla had been nothing but sweet to him, and yet he despised her. He hated her for having all he could only dream of, and for giving him no real reason to hate her. “You are right. But I was weak. I still am.“ The wolf shook his head. “So I will always be your 'affair'? The man you betray your wife with? I can't do that, Hagen. That's not enough for me.“ “I know.“ He sighed and looked away. “I am sorry, Farkas. I really am.“ “So am I, brother. Let us just return to your house so I can take my leave.“ Hagen nodded. It was for the best, even if it broke both their hearts.
Neither of them cared about the simple fact that they brought no game, nor did they heed the time any mind. They had been gone less than two hours, so Orla did not yet expect their return. Obviously. As soon as they opened the front door, the two Companions were met by the strong smell of sex. Hagen's eyes widened visibly while Farkas just watched his shield-brother in confusion. With unexpected speed, the dragonborn sprinted to the master bedroom and ripped the doors open. Farkas followed him only to be greeted by the most unexpected sight of Orla, completely naked, riding the steward, Roggi.
Re: Of Love and Betrayal 02c/2
“Do you love her?” he finally asked the question they both dreaded so much. Farkas was not sure if he could handle the answer, no matter what it would be. Hagen rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands. Never before had he looked so tired. “I don't know. I thought I did. I think the world of her, and the sex is amazing, but...” He shook his head. “I don't know. I never realized something was missing before... Ah, nevermind.”
“It hardly matters. You are a married man, and no matter what happens, you will always be married to her. You should never have betrayed your wife in the first place.“ He was disgusted with himself for these words. Was it not Farkas who had yearned for the other man's touch? Was it not he who begged the dragonborn to take him harder, faster? Orla had been nothing but sweet to him, and yet he despised her. He hated her for having all he could only dream of, and for giving him no real reason to hate her.
“You are right. But I was weak. I still am.“
The wolf shook his head. “So I will always be your 'affair'? The man you betray your wife with? I can't do that, Hagen. That's not enough for me.“
“I know.“ He sighed and looked away. “I am sorry, Farkas. I really am.“
“So am I, brother. Let us just return to your house so I can take my leave.“
Hagen nodded. It was for the best, even if it broke both their hearts.
Neither of them cared about the simple fact that they brought no game, nor did they heed the time any mind. They had been gone less than two hours, so Orla did not yet expect their return. Obviously.
As soon as they opened the front door, the two Companions were met by the strong smell of sex. Hagen's eyes widened visibly while Farkas just watched his shield-brother in confusion. With unexpected speed, the dragonborn sprinted to the master bedroom and ripped the doors open. Farkas followed him only to be greeted by the most unexpected sight of Orla, completely naked, riding the steward, Roggi.
The two Companions exchanged confused glances.