For ladywillin, since she reminded me so loudly that she wanted another chapter. :)

Also for Vulpes Lapis, who gave me several SmutBunnies. :)

I like how I'm still managing to maintain the façade of a storyline here. LOL.

Beware - I've actually used the P-word in this, which I normally shy away from. -shock- -horror- I just couldn't bring myself to use any more euphemisms, because they would have totally ruined the moment. Much would be so sad…

I still don't own Robin Hood or the characters, but I have put my bid in on eBay. ;)

Djaq wandered into the clearing that held the pool where she had brought the gang to have a proper wash all those weeks ago. She hesitated as she sensed that something was not quite right about her environs.

Why is Allan hiding in that tree? She thought to herself. She knew that Allan meant no harm to her - he was a good man at heart.

She figured that he would say something if he wanted to speak, so she proceeded over to the side of the pool where she had spotted a plant she wanted to harvest. It would be most useful in one of her poultices and she wanted to get it now while things were quiet and she had time to make the poultice properly. She crouched down next to the plant and inspected it closely to make sure it was what she thought it was and that it would be suitable for her poultice.

Allan watched Djaq carefully as she gently handled the plant in front of her. Ever since he had walked in on her and Will he had been filled with a strong desire to return to the camp. He was not sure why, but he wanted to see them again. He wasn't even sure he wanted to speak to them. He just wanted to see them. He heard footsteps and looked over to see Will walking into the clearing. He looked like a man on a mission. His shirt was nowhere to be seen and he was covered in a sheen of sweat.

"I've never known a summer to be this hot for so long!" Will exclaimed as he entered the clearing. Djaq looked up with a smile as Will shamelessly stripped off the rest of his clothes and plunged into the pool. He dipped his head under the water, coming up spluttering. "Cutting up that fallen tree almost killed me!"

"You should be careful about going straight into cold water when you are so hot." Djaq admonished. "I knew a man who drowned because he did that and the sudden change of temperature made him faint. There was no one around to save him."

Will grinned at her. "But you would save me wouldn't you, my love?"

Allan restrained himself from grunting in surprise. Will had certainly grown up since he had last seen him. I suppose that's what a good woman will do to you. He pondered.

"I don't know." Djaq replied, a wicked smile on her face. "I would have to think about whether you deserved to be saved."

She had finished harvesting the plant, so she stood up and faced Will. She saw a change suddenly come over his face. His grin dropped and he looked very serious. His eyes never left hers, but she did not think he saw her. She frowned at him and he blinked, drawing himself out of whatever had distracted him. He slowly exited the pool, walking slowly over to her, still not shy about his nakedness and embraced her.

"You're making me wet!" She giggled before he leaned in and kissed her briefly. His lips left hers and he nuzzled into her neck and up to her ear.

"Did you know that Allan is watching us?" He whispered in her ear. If she was a step further away she would never have heard him.

"Yes." She replied, just as quietly as he had spoken.

"Do you have a weapon handy?"

"No, I do not believe it is necessary. He was there for some time before you arrived - he had all the chance in the world if he is as bad as you think he is."

Will drew back to look at Djaq in surprise and consternation, a slight frown on his face. The challenge was clear in Djaq's words, yet he did not feel the need to take up that challenge. Allan bothered him. Betrayal was an unforgivable act, yet Will could not resist the thought that all he wanted was to forgive Allan and welcome him back into the fold.

Allan leant forward a little on the branch upon which he was perched, straining to hear their whispered conversation. He was still in shock about Will's lack of modesty around Djaq. Clearly what he had walked in on before had been happening frequently to make them this comfortable around each other.

Djaq smiled a little at Will and patted his cheek. "Now." She said, raising her voice again. "Put your clothes on. I think Allan's seen enough to scar him for a lifetime."

Will jumped as he realised just how naked he was and rushed over to his clothes, hastily pulling them on. Allan nearly fell off his branch in surprise. He gripped on to the trunk with his finger nails and dragged himself back into balance. Recovering quickly, he hopped off the branch onto the ground and swaggered over to Djaq, who was now standing next to Will, a boyish grin on his face.

"It takes a bit more than a bit of cooing and ruffling feathers to scar me." He boasted.

"Yeah." Will muttered, looking down and concentrating on lacing up his trousers. "Allan was scarred long before we ever met him. I believe her name was Yvette."

Normally Allan would have met that with another boastful remark, but now he just stared at the top of Will's head, shocked at hearing the boy banter back with him for the first time in months. No. He's not a boy anymore. He's a man now. Allan corrected himself.

Djaq reached over and closed Allan's mouth for him. "You'll catch flies." She informed him, then asked sternly, "Why were you hiding there? Were you hoping to see me bathe?"

Allan's eyes snapped over to her before glazing over a little. Will had finished lacing his trousers and looked up at Allan.

"Hey!" He exclaimed, flicking Allan's forehead gently with his fingers. "Stop imagining it!"

Allan's eyes came into focus again and he held his hands up towards Will defensively. "Who said I was imagining it?" His voice was too innocent.

"Obviously I know you better than you know yourself." Will muttered. He put his arm possessively around Djaq's waist, drawing her close to him. She rolled her eyes, half flattered and half exasperated.

"You haven't answered the question." She reminded Allan, crossing her arms. Allan looked at the ground, his previous confidence evaporating in an instant.

"I… uh…" What answer could he possibly give? He didn't even know himself why he was there.

"Unlike you to be lost for words." Will commented.

"Well… see… the thing is… I needed to see you." Allan blurted out, his eyes flickering up to their faces then returning to the ground. "I needed to see that you were okay. I was thinking about you after… after I saw you… the other day. I couldn't believe I had not been around to see it finally happen between you two. I m… miss you."

As Allan's voice faltered, Djaq lifted her hand to cup his cheek gently. "We miss you too."

Will frowned slightly at Allan, his emotions swirling madly inside him.

"Traitor!" All three of them jumped a foot as John's voice thundered through the clearing. They turned to see John advancing upon them with great speed. Will stepped forward and put his hands on John's chest.

"John. Calm down." He said forcefully.

"Listen, son." John roared. "Just because you've bedded your first woman does not make you -"

"First woman?" Will shouted, indignant. A blush was creeping across his cheeks. Allan and Djaq spoke simultaneously, then looked at each other in surprise:

"She's not your first?"

"I'm not your first?"

Will's blush deepened, but he did not shift his focus from John. He took a calming breath, then continued in his forceful tone. "Only woman. Ever."

John's rage was forgotten as he stared in sudden understanding at the boy before him. When an overwrought Much had told him about his morning encounter with the couple, John had disapproved of the sexual union, thinking that perhaps the two of them had been too influenced by their former friend's loose ways with women. He had noticed the connection between Will and Djaq, but he had felt that Will had finally given in to the temptation of his boyish desires and was abusing Djaq's situation as the only woman in the camp to relieve those desires. He also was very worried that Djaq was letting him do so. He was certain that she knew she did not need to bestow those kinds of favours on the men in the gang to maintain her position.

What he had not considered was that Will actually loved Djaq and did not intend to leave her once his desires were relieved. He looked behind the very red young man in front of him and saw that Djaq was also staring at him, a huge grin crossing her face. Allan stared first at Will, then at Djaq, then at Will again, his mouth hanging open. Seeing Allan, John remembered his former ire.

"Get out of here." He shouted gruffly. Allan jumped, looking at John in consternation before stomping off into the forest. John looked briefly at the couple again then returned in the direction of the camp.

Will turned slowly towards Djaq, a sheepish smile on his face. She walked over to him and put her hand on his face. "Only man. Ever." She told him, then drew him in for a passionate kiss.

"You know Allan's still there, don't you?" Will asked when she broke the kiss.

"Yes." She sighed, raising her voice so the hidden man could hear her. "I think he likes to watch."

As Will's mouth dropped open, Allan left his hiding place once more. "I prefer to be involved, actually. Watching is no fun. You only see what you can't have."

"It's time you came home, Allan." Djaq said quietly.

"I can't come home. No one will forgive me."

Will recovered his wits. He realised he had come to a decision. "We have already forgiven you. We can talk to Robin. Much and John will be the difficult ones, but they're loyal to Robin." Allan looked guiltily at the ground again. "If he says to allow you to come home, they'll listen."

"We'll speak to Robin. Now go away before John catches you." Djaq said playfully. She took Allan by the shoulders and turned him around, gently pushing him on the back. He turned back to look at them, a doleful look to his eye.

"Thank you," was all he said, then he turned around and disappeared once more into the forest.

"Robin, you know he feels badly. You know that he didn't mean for anyone to get hurt." Djaq tried to see what Robin was thinking, but his face was shrouded by his hood. They were walking through the forest after raiding a caravan of food meant for the castle. Each outlaw was carrying a small bundle of food meant for the stores so that they could redistribute it during Winter.

"He did save my life by letting that fool take his key. He wouldn't have missed that kind of obvious move - he's better than that." Will was walking on the other side of Robin from Djaq. Both of them had decided that it was best to discuss this with Robin when he was flushed with success from a good raid, but they had been wrong. Robin stopped walking and turned to face both of them.

"Stop! Just stop! I don't want to hear any more. He's a traitor. There's no coming back from that."

"But Robin -" Will started.

"Enough! You two can take the food to the stores." He put his bundle on top of Will's and motioned for John and Much to do the same. "Don't hurry back to camp."

Laden down with the food bundles, Will and Djaq stood staring at the retreating backs of their friends.

"I think he was angry. Do you think he was angry?" Djaq mumbled.

"Yip."

They slowly made their way to the nearest food store and stowed the bundles carefully. As Will was doing a quick maintenance check on the structure, they heard thunder rolling over head and looked up nervously. The clouds had come over a short while earlier and now they were looking rather threatening.

"Are we going to make it back to camp?" Djaq asked, her eyes still on the heavens.

"I don't think so. The cave we wintered in is nearby. Come on." As Will started to lead her towards the cave, the heavens opened and the rain came pouring down. He grabbed her hand and they started running, but they were soaked by the time they reached the cave. "I think we left some supplies in here when we left."

Will went fishing around in a corner of the cave and discovered a small bundle of wood and tinder and a flint. He chose a good place for a fire and laid the wood and tinder carefully. The air in the cave was cool and they were both shivering after a few minutes. Will stopped trying to get the fire started and removed his axe and strap, then pulled his soaking tunic and shirt off. He stood and walked over to Djaq who had been watching him prepare the fire.

"You must take your clothes off." He said reaching for the bottom of her shirt.

"Will!" She giggled and batted his hands away. He smiled and shook his head at her.

"No, Djaq, the wet clothes will just make us colder. We need to take them off if we want to get warm again."

"Oh." She said, blushing, and reached down to remove her boots. Will went back to preparing the fire, removing his boots and trousers as he went. As the tinder finally caught fire, Djaq came and sat next to him with her arms wrapped around her knees which she had pulled up to her chest. She was wearing only the skimpy braies she had fashioned for herself when she'd taken to wearing her tighter trousers. He smiled at her, admiring the curves of her body and her lovely brown skin. He found it most enticing that all he could see was her back and the side of her breast as it was pressed against her leg. He quickly turned his attention back to the fire before he let it go out. He breathed on the flames in the tinder, willing the wood to take light.

Djaq found herself staring at Will's muscular back as he leant over the fire. She also found her mind wondering to naughty places, so she dragged it back and tried to distract herself with thoughts of Robin and Allan.

"Do you think this is God punishing us for trying to help a traitor?" She said quietly. The fire finally took to the wood and Will looked back at her thoughtfully for a moment.

"No." He said. He stood up and went back to the corner where he had found the firewood. He returned to her with a blanket in his hand, which he laid out on the ground next to her. He smiled mischievously at her and lay down on the blanket, patting it seductively. "We're all alone until this storm stops, which tells me that God is rewarding us for trying to help a friend."

"I don't know what we'll do to pass all that time!" Djaq said, falsely innocent, a small smile playing across her lips. She finally released her legs and shifted over to the blanket. She gently pushed on his shoulder to make him lie on his back and straddled his stomach. He reached up and gently ran his fingers over her nipples, making her shiver slightly and arch into his touch, forgetting what she was going to do to him. He brought his knees up behind her so she could lean back against them and continued to run his hands all over her torso. He squeezed her hips then slid his hands to the middle of her stomach, pushing them up between her breasts, then separated his hands and brought them down to squeeze her breasts gently.

Djaq closed her eyes, revelling in the relaxation of this moment. She never found herself regretting her initial decision to allow herself these pleasures. With life as short as it was these days, one had to take matters into one's own hands. She felt her body preparing itself for what was to come and she knew that Will's would be too. She leant forward once more, pushing Will's legs to make him lay them straight again and lifted herself off him to remove his braies. She smiled. His body was definitely preparing itself for what was to come. She removed her own braies then straddled him again, but stayed kneeling, rather than putting her weight back on him. She leant right forward and placed a kiss on his forehead.

Will took advantage of her unbalanced moment and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her up so that he could capture her nipple in his mouth. Djaq shifted her arms forward quickly to catch herself from totally overbalancing as Will used his tongue to elicit all sorts of interesting sensations. Laughing she sat up, pulling herself out of his reach. He started to sit up to continue what he had been doing, but she pushed him back down again and lowered her mouth to his neck. He laughed and rolled her over, trying to get on top of her, but she used his momentum against him and managed to roll them over one more time so that she was back on top of him.

"Impressive." He growled, his eyebrows raised. "But now I'm cold again."

They had rolled right off the blanket and he could feel the cold floor on every inch of his back.

"Don't worry. You won't be thinking about that for much longer." Djaq smiled cheekily and laid several kisses down his chest.

"Really?" He asked and rolled her over once more, this time back towards the blanket. She sighed and rolled him again.

"Don't tire us out before we even get started!" She admonished and he laughed again. She shifted lower on his body and distributed kisses all over his stomach. She ran a finger up the length of his penis, making it twitch in response. She carefully kissed his stomach around the area against which his penis was resting, knowing it would drive him crazy. His hands lazily played with her hair. His eyes were closed and he was no longer laughing. She laid a single kiss halfway up his length, which made him grunt in a most ungentle manly fashion and his eyes flew open to look at her. She shifted up again and, taking her weight on her knees and lifting his penis with one hand, slowly lowered herself on top of him. He hissed and grabbed her hips. He raised his hips to hers and then settled back to the ground, repositioning her slightly. She started grinding her hips back and forth and ran her hands over his torso, tracing lines with her fingertips. He let her do that for a while before lifting her hips a few inches and slowly moving in and out of her. She leant down to him, resting her weight on her elbows, and caressed his face gently. She traced the lines of his face and followed her fingers with her eyes, admiring every little detail. He lowered her hips back down again and she looked up into his eyes. They were already fixed on her, his pupils dilated.

Djaq leaned closer and they kissed sweetly and deeply as both their eyes fluttered closed. A moment later Will broke the moment by chuckling low in his throat and rolling them over one more time. She laughed in response and shook her head.

"Always in control, Will Scarlett?" She teased. He responded by kissing her once more, resuming his earlier slow rhythm. As he sped up, he buried his face in her neck - his favourite place, she had discovered. There came a moment when she knew he had reached his release, when his whole body suddenly tensed up against hers, and she enjoyed it almost as much as if she had achieved her own release. His body relaxed again and he lifted his head to look at her once more, a dreamy smile on his face.

Still nestled comfortably between her legs, he raised his hands so that they rested on either side of her face. Her hands were still on his back where she had been holding on for dear life. He rubbed his nose gently against hers, kissed her chin, then tucked his head under her chin, catching his breath.

She wasn't sure how long they lay like that for. They listened to the rain falling outside and the thunder rolling overhead. They discussed Allan and what they might try next to win over the gang. Djaq told Will about the many different colours of the sunset in the Holy Land and how the sky glowed red in the morning as the sun was beginning to peek above the horizon. Finally, Djaq knew her hips couldn't take any more of the strange position they were holding, no matter how much she loved it. She made him pull out of her and move to the side and she rolled on to her side to face him.

"I think the storm is over." She said, sadly. It was so nice to have time alone with him like this, without worrying whether they would be caught.

"I think it stopped a while ago. It's still raining a little bit. " He replied with a smile. "I'm sure Robin will not be so angry with us anymore. Let's go back before they come looking for us."

They donned their damp clothes once more, stowed the blanket and put out the fire. Will made a mental note to come back and clean out the ashes and restock the firewood. They took their time walking back to camp - the forest was at its most beautiful when it was covered in raindrops.

As they approached the camp, they could hear Much talking loudly again about euphemisms. They laughed quietly to themselves as they entered the camp. Much turned to look at them, a slightly twisted smile on his face.

"So, were you caught by the storm? Hmm?" He looked directly at Will and then asked, "Did you hide in a… cave?"

Will simply smiled at Much and said, "Yes. It was nice and warm."

Robin sniggered loudly as Much went bright red.

Well. That was… explicit. -cough-

Hope you enjoyed. :)