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The Royal Embarassment	By : ALonelyBard Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 3045 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Age or it's characters... I'm not even sure I even own my own thoughts half the time. :) Not making money from this nor do I intend to.

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- 1-The silent assassin
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Her chest and face slammed into the desk, a scandalous slap of flesh on wood that made her cry out at the harsh use of force, her soft cheeks reddening from both shame and contact.
Her husband was pressing up against her as soon as she was down, fumbling with his trousers to release the rigid cock straining against the material. She could feel it probing at her, its size still alarming as it was on that first night. Her palms hit the table in a panicked effort to push up and away, but his had already done their job, and a rough hand bore down on her shoulders with the full weight of that human ferelden behind it. The hardened flesh already seeking its mark. There could be no escape.
In profile, she stared with one bewildered eye at the Bann, taking in his anger that had seemingly come from nowhere. It reminded her of when they first met.. A brief flirtation, such charm in one so stern and caught up in the troubles of Redcliffe, all over within moments as he snapped, became impatient for her to get to action. It had made his nephew that much more appealing in comparison. No matter what horrors were happening, Alistair was different to every man she had ever met.
Their romance had been brief, love had bloomed between them, the rose in the stench of ferelden blight... Their first time had been awkward, clumsy magic, yet over time they became specialists in each other... Her maddened screams of desire in the nights he strove to please her had made many breakfast at camp awkward.... Wynne and Leliana with their knowing glints in their eyes, Morrigans disdain, Oghren and Zevrans filthy remarks and Sten... well... nothing ever really changed there. Could anything faze that qunari?
Her Alistair had made her feel special, made her feel so loved and safe and she loved him with all her being in return... and where had that got her? Dumped right after the landsmeet. She made the king.. and he broke her in return.... even slept with Morrigan just to twist the knife. Okay yes, she asked him to so she didn't have to die for his sorry ass but did he have to lack so much reluctance?! As for her, the witch bitch had best stay gone. 'You will not hate this quite so much as you believe'?! ...Yep. Just the warden and her merry band of back stabbing bastards... Yet her rogues were the more trustworthy ones in the end? Go figure.
Zevran had been strangely steadfast, welcoming her readily to his company and keeping her spirits as high as he could with his earthy wits, not judging her when she crawled into his tent in secret one night when the pain wouldn't let her sleep, applying himself onto her like a bandaid... and peeling off her at dawn, leaving dirty, sticky traces behind... vulgar elf. Vulgar, devilishly handsome and refreshingly honest elf. She had been glad to find reason to bring him to Redcliffe with her. Who wouldn't want such a bodyguard in a marriage so convenient to no one but the king?
So now King Alistair is prowling around, hunting for a wife to do his duty with... and his royal embarrassment was sold off to his uncle to be kept quietly out of the way. Boy was that Orlesian hussy pissed. Poor Isolde. If the warden could still get any pleasure from this marriage, the look on Isoldes face when Teagan walked her down the aisle should keep her sated for a long while yet... and for a while, Teagan had been gentle with her, but it had passed.. men and consistency didn't seem to mix well for her.
It didn't help that Teagan had just happened in on the warden re-enacting an embellishment of their meeting in his study. The elf sat before them now, his smooth, lithe body bound naked to Teagans chair by lengths of rope, helpless at first to the wardens teasings.. and how helpless to Teagans cruel torture. His muscles were tightened against his bonds, his face echoing his inner desire to slit that bastards throat, yet movement would not avail him, he knew. The warden had been too thorough. With clenched fists and grating teeth, the elf glared in defiance at the Bann.
Teagans hand now slid up the wardens back to find a grip in her hair, eliciting a sharp gasp from her as the rough fingers tugged a handful to weigh her down with the threat of more pain should she struggle against the grip. His other hand gripped his cock and rubbed it vigorously, hitting her thighs with every stroke, getting himself to full hardness before quickly positioning himself at her opening... With no attempt to sick his cock up, he ruthlessly pressed himself inside her, his large member opening her wide and causing her pain, despite the residual slickness her brief foreplay with Zevran had coaxed forth. Her strangled cry was dull in the room, and for Zevrans sake, she tried to keep her distress masked, but Teagan pounded her with such force that nothing could stop her cries with each thrust.
Teagan paused his thrusts briefly, snaked his hand beneath her body and grabbed at one of her breasts, pinching and twisting the nipple painfully in an attempt to make her yell louder. His face, filled with hate, watched Zevrans for it's reaction as his haughty voice hissed out angrily "What a prize to be given, the kings whore! So depraved she has to fuck her knife eared servant!" He wrenched her up to his lips by her hair and growled meanly into her ear.. "It's no wonder he threw you out with the landsmeet garbage, barren slut!"
Slamming her back down onto the desk, he removed himself from inside her torn, aching pussy and pressed the tip of his cock to her tight asshole. Her nails scratched into the desk and her legs fumbled to climb away from him, but there was no matching his raging strength as he forced his cock deep into her ass, reveling in the feeling of those tight walls about it. Her howl of pain curdled Zevrans blood, and tears fell from her eyes as Teagan abused her mercilessly for what seemed like an age, tilting his handsome head back as he concentrated on drawing himself out as long as he could. Her cheeks burned with shame as she hid her face from her lover.
Teagan grunted as he withdrew himself from the bloodied orifice he had so enjoyed abusing, using his grip on her hair to lift her face up to meet Zevrans. Zevran was defeated, his sorrow at what was being done to his lover while he sat paralyzed was etched over his handsome features... Yet the spectacle of watching her being taken by that well built bastard gave him an unwelcome hardness that horrified him. Disgusted by his throbbing manhood, he watched on as the Bann demanded his wife 'look her knife eared fuckboy in the face whilst she got fucked by her husband'.
He was on her again and forcing his tainted manhood back inside her moist pussy once more, pounding her with such viciousness that she was now screaming in pain. Her hands clawed the desk, which pounded the floor and moved violently with each thrust as the Banns well muscled body drove the full length of his cock, from tip to hilt, again and again into the disgraced warden. It was as if the harsh clap of flesh on flesh was in competition with the crying of the lady and the grunted efforts of her husband.
The warden could scarcely breathe between the needs to express her pain, her eyes, which had been squinted shut from the pain cautiously and briefly opened as her hair was finally released in exchange for her husband to grasp on her hips. She threw a glimpse back at her abuser, her tear stained face hoping to find her ordeal would be at an end soon.. Yet upon seeing his well muscled form above her, pounding her hard, his rugged good looks grim even as his pleasured grunts accentuated every thrust, her body betrayed her in an instant. His harsh thrusts within her almost numb pussy became suddenly irresistible, his smooth balls connecting with her clitoris suddenly maddened her. She threw her weight into her arms suddenly and met his thrusts, her arse bouncing against his hips hungrily as her pained screams took on an edge of desire. The velvety walls he had invaded suddenly constricted on him, milking him and throwing him over the edge with a loud, triumphant yell. He kept pumping hard, his hot seed pulsing into her throbbing womanhood until he was finally spent.
The warden panted, surprised by her sudden climax as she lay, still prone over the desk between her husband and her lover. She turned to the warm safety of the wood and buried her face into it, trying to disappear from the hate of her husband and the betrayal of her elven lover.
A soft knock on the door and a female voice with an elven accent announced that King Alistair had arrived from the other side of it. Wise elven servants knew not to disturb Teagan in one of his rages... no matter what disturbing noises the King had heard.
With a derisive snort, Teagan snatched his cock out of her, delighted to cause her this last ounce of gasped pain and hurriedly pulled his trousers back into place, to put the slickened tool away. His breath was rapid as he gathered up his shirt, throwing it over his shoulder. He returned to his prone warden, bending over her once more as he slid his hands beneath her chest, teasing and pinching her now hyper-sensitive nipples once more to elicit a yelp from the disgraced woman pressing down on them. He brought his face close to her ear and murmured to her in his stern, rough manner "Never forget to whom you belong, whore.." A sudden smile and a roguish wink thrown Zevrans way, the Bann walked out of his study, half naked. Did he even care what the King thought?
Cautiously, the abused warden tested her limbs out to carry her weight. A trail of blood and semen slid down her thighs as they trembled beneath her. She made her way tentatively towards Zevran, who sat in his bonds, tense with desire. She gave her quivering body to him, sliding onto his lap to share his warmth, although the scent of her abuse filled the air. He could not hold her, bound as he was, but his lips found her face, kissing her tear-heated eyes and her flushed cheeks until allowed to grasp her mouth with his own, not even trying to hide the overwhelming desire he had for her.
A wicked smile played on the wardens lips as she accepted his affections, responding to them by grabbing his lower lip with her teeth and nibbling it gently, a sultry chuckle bubbling up from her throat.
His dusky antivan voice sounded for the first time since the assault "Now, my dear... do you know how we get him angry enough to do that to me?"
The satisfied warden lifts her sore, pleasured body from Zevrans and slides it down his, letting his hard manhood be pressed between her breasts briefly before her face is pressed near it, taking in his scent as she draws breath to reply huskily "I'm sure I can think of a few ways to get his blood boiling... I AM his royal embarrassment whore of a wife, after all.." with a teasing wink, she ran her tongue up the shaft of Zevrans manhood, enjoying the accented groan of pleasure that was her reward. A couple of teasing flicks to the tip, then taking him fully into her mouth. she groaned lustfully as her mouth hungrily suckled him. Soft, trembling hands caressed Zevrans balls as she rather swiftly wrought out his orgasm into her mouth. Aroused, she moaned softly as she slid her mouth from Zevrans cock, taking up every last taste of him with her.

Ignoring movement from the door, left ajar by her husband, she gathered up the clothes that had led that enraged man to the couple and threw them on, not caring that she looked slattern. With a naughty grin thrown to her still prone lover, she ran obediently to the side of her husband, before the king... with the smell of the elfs seed lacing her breath.
Bann Teagan would be SO angry...
(A/N I WILL tidy this up, it is messy and embarrassing... kind of like the warden... It's late here in england and I rushed as I've got to be up in 3 hours. :/ ... Gniiiiight. :D Please don't be too harsh, this is my first fanfic :'( ....but constructive criticism definitely welcome and needed!)
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