The life of a Royal Bastard, Alistair | By : Kitty_Hawk Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 4349 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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My wonderful readers, I love you well. I just got my first rating, I see. I literally said Awwwww aloud upon seeing it. To tell a writer, that her art is appreciated is something that fuels the fire of writing. Life has been good recently to me, love is in my own life, and I should not neglect the love that has come to grow between Alistair and Rose. If you dear reader would like me to continue further in this tale, please send me a review and hear your thoughts. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you all my readers and here is my present to you, another chapter. I looked out from upon a turret of Castle Redcliff, and I still can’t swallow the information of Arl Eamon being gravely ill, his son being possessed by a demon, and even if we save the boy, the Arl has to be cured somehow. My heart is heavy, and I wonder how things just keep getting worse. I close my eyes and just sigh out in exasperation. The first thing I noticed was the smell of leather mixed with roses invading my nose. What a silent little assassin she is, she could so easily break my heart. Arms wrap around my chest, she places her head against my chest. I don’t even open my eyes, but wrap my arms about her, knowing from the feel that it is her. I lean my head downward, kissing the top of her head, but not able to stop there. My heart has felt so much sorrow, but the comfort I find in her absolves the pain. I take her lips to mine, my tongue darting in and out of her mouth like I would like to do down below. The kiss literally causes me to undulate my body against hers, pinning her to the wall. I want to unite our bodies as our souls, but its neither the time nor the place. I will have some peace though in this moment. I have yet to open my eyes, just knowing it is Rose from feel and smell. I know better the evil knots to remove her lower armaments, and loosen the quickly. I rip every barrier from my target, smiling in our locked lips when I feel success is attainable. My fingers find her clamshell and run along the inner wall back and forth, running a track along the inside. As she becomes more and more wet down below, my fingers slicken as they run along the center. My fingers slide along that central track to the opening I seek, and I plunge a finger in, getting a bit of a growl from Rose’s throat in response. I move the finger in and out slowly, then add another, twisted with the first, continuing the pace. Rose’s hands had moved to my hips, wrestling with my armor, but I give her no help, having my own fun in making her work for it. I continue to thrust with my fingers, now at a rigorous pace, Rose’s back arching a bit to the action. I am still unsure how she did it, my eyes are still closed after all, but suddenly there was a soft hand around my hard shaft, making it jump at the touch and making it hard for me to concentrate as before. The soft hand moved lower and lightly cupped my balls, giving them a light squeeze. I keep my fingers moving, my lips and tongue locked with hers, but no other thought is applicable. The small hand wraps around my shaft and starts to move from base to tip, slowly and building speed, in rhythm with the thrusts of my fingers. I want to do so much more, touch her in so many ways, but my mind can barely take in the actions already occurring, the feeling so mind blowing. That hand’s pace on my shaft is going to put me over the edge any second now, and I don’t know how much longer I can hold off. Rose breaks the kiss and whispers in a loss of breathe in my ear, “Alistair, take me, for the sake of the Maker, take me.” Any other day, any other person, and I could have denied and held back for a more romantic setting, a more fit time, but her voice leads me to any action she should ask. I can feel that she is close to the brink as well, and my body demands connection with her as well as my soul. I push her fully now against the wall, removing my fingers from within her tight self and reply into her ear, “As you wish my dearest love.” With that, I drive my shaft into her core, to the hilt and open my eyes at that moment looking into hers. Her eyes are wide but determined, as she starts to push from the wall against me, I push back with much greater force against the wall. I move my hands to her lovely bottom and hold her up, as I drive myself deep into her over and over, my eyes never leaving her deep green ones. She screams, “Alistair!” and I release and follow her into orgasm. My arms hold her up against the wall during the wonderful ride of feeling. I hold her in my arms, and simple whisper, “I love you always” into her ear. She replies, “I love you forevermore” her head now lying against my chest. I live in this one moment, where my mind, body and soul are connected with their mate in every way, the worries of the world will come but we have them to fight together.
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