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Curse of Desire	By : karlminion Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 30646 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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- 2-Desecration
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Curse of Desire- Chapter 2

f!Hawke/Various

Five years after the desire demon tricked her way into Marian's life, she had more or less gotten used to it. Of course she'd gone to her father Malcolm first thing, but he'd been unable to do anything but confirm she was indeed hosting a demon; there was no risk of her becoming an Abomination as the demon claimed she only wanted to have fun, or so Marian was told after her father risked attempting to speak to her little guest directly. He could not remove it himseld without considerable harm to his daughter, and he couldn't take her before the Circle without revealing them all to the Templars; what he could do, and did, was to bind the demon to a very strict and powerful oath never to drive Marian to do anything she explicitly did not want, nor could she try and leave for a more powerful host or do anything to bring the girl to harm, direct or indirect.

Also, her name was Sheela.

"Not that I want to leave," the demon whined that night, in Marian's dreams. "For one so young you are already quite powerful, young Hawke. The oath your father bound me to was unnecessary, but if that's what it takes to remain here, so be it." She smiled fondly at the girl. "In time we will meld entirely, you and I. I cannot be a separate presence within you forever, we will eventually become of one mind and soul, but I will not fight it."

This conversation stuck in the girl's mind for years after that, but she could never make any more sense of it. Now, she was eighteen years old; the Hawke family had settled in the small village of Lothering six months previous due to Malcolm's failing health, but he had passed away regardless of their efforts. Marian and Leandra had decided they would remain in the village permanently, no more running and hiding all across Ferelden.

"What are you thinking, Sister?" Bethany asked, gazing up from where she knelt before Marian, sliding her sister's huge cock between her own enormous breasts. She loved it when Marian fucked her tits; they were so sensitive, and when she came it was all over her face and chest and she loved that too. "You've got that distant look again."

"Huh? Oh... sorry, Bethany." She shuddered and tried not to moan. "I miss Father, you know, and it's time I went after more girls."

The younger Hawke spat on the long rod, lightly slapping her boobs so they wobbled. "What, I'm not enough for you?" she asked in mock dismay; she knew quite well no single girl could ever handle Marian Hawke, though Maker knew she had tried over the years.

Marian rolled her eyes. "I wish you were, Sister, really I do, but..." This was a very old and well-beaten conversation, of course, and to shut her sister up she reached down and twisted the sensitive nipples; Bethany threw her head back, panting soundlessly, and with a grunt Marian came hard, so hard that some of it splashed on the rafters overhead. Much much more landed on her sister, who made wanton noises and rubbed it into her skin and hair, opening her mouth wide and swallowing whatever landed in there. "Bethany!" Marian keened, her knees giving out from beneath her; she fell backward onto her bed, and Bethany followed hungrily, wrapping her slim hands around the enormous cock, taking a deep breath and plunging her lips over it, sucking hard and fast. Marian gasped and came a second time, her hands forcing her sister down farther, and the girl swallowed as much as she could, her throat working tirelessly to keep up.

When it was over, Bethany swallowed the last bit and grinned up at her sister. "So much," she purred, running a hand through her hair and working more cum into her scalp. Marian reached down and pulled her sister into a deep, hungry kiss, rolling over so she was on the bed beneath. "Feel how wet I am for you, Sister. Feel my naughty pussy, make it purr."

Marian did just that, fingering her sister's cunt; it was indeed wet, and as tight as the day she lost her virginity thanks to magic. Ruthlessly she plunged one, then two and three fingers into it, thrusting in and out, working her clit with her thumb and sucking greedily on the massive cum-splattered tits; already worked up, Bethany came quickly, squirting hard over Marian's skilled fingers. "Oh Maker, Sister, I'm burning up," Bethany gasped, worming farther up onto the bed, her legs spread as far as she could manage. "Please, fuck me!"

Never one to resist an invitation, Marian did just that, clambering up Bethany and roughly shoving her cock deep into her sister, who screamed in pain and pleasure both as her legs locked around Marian. They'd of course tried other ways of it, and Bethany had decided she liked it best when Marian just took her hard and fast, pounding away without any self-control at all. "Marian!" she screamed, shuddering violently as she came hard, her pussy clamping down so tightly the huge cock almost got stuck. It didn't, though, and the older Hawke was quick to cum as well, flooding her sister's teenage womb with thick torrents of hot cum.

They had found out almost immediately that the stuff was incredibly viable, though thankfully on another girl than Bethany. Since then the younger sister had been almost religious about applying contraceptive magic to herself, though she couldn't do the same for the other girls whom Marian could never get enough of. She didn't care to think of all the little brats she'd left behind, or whether they were like her; Sheela assured her they were all girls, powerfully magical, and the Circle would doubtless care for them. Not that they approved of the Circle, exactly, but Marian's children were better off there than at the mercy of the Templars.

In any event, Sheela and Marian both grew weary of Bethany's sterile pussy now and then, so after leaving the girl a tired and satisfied heap on the bed, she got dressed in her studded leathers and put her cruel shortswords in their sheaths, put some order to her rowdy black hair and stepped out onto the trail that led to Lothering. She had really been incredibly discrete during their stay here, only knocking up two girls by accident; word got around, of course, and though no one ever told the Templars she did get about two gold a week from wives who were unsatisfied with their husbands, or who wanted children and could not get them. That any babe of hers was inevitably strong in magic and bound to be taken to the Circle mattered little.

This afternoon she avoided attention, an easy feat despite the fullness and maturity of her body. Her breasts were as large as Bethany's, but the younger girl would doubtless grow larger as she matured; hopefully not too much, as she already had back problems and had to get special underclothes, but she loved it too much when Marian plowed them to get reduction done. Marian could already pick every lock in Lothering, and could talk her way into or out of literally anything; she wasn't afraid to use her body, either, and would happily suck off even the saltiest merchant if it meant getting some of his wares. Of course she usually just stole them, or had Bethany sneak off with whatever she wanted while she provided a distraction. Surprising, really, that they had evaded the authorities this long.

Today she went right for the Chantry, the danger only enhancing the temptation. "Gonna get me some tonight," she sang softly, picking the back door open and slipping quietly inside. So many women in here... she had fucked her share of Sisters, of course, but never within their own halls, and she wasn't quite sure why she was doing it today. A quick glance around the main hall confirmed an absence of Templars, and she relaxed a little as she went for the dormitories. She spotted steam billowing out of the baths, heard a young girl singing softly to herself; the door was slightly ajar, as if in open invitation, and Marian happily accepted it.

"Oh Maker," she breathed, her body flushing in anticipation. The girl, hardly twelve, was obviously new; the acolyte's robes on the chair were not from around here, in fact if Marian was any judge they were Orlesian silk. Orlesian! An entire nation of sexual deviants and blood magicians, and she had a fresh one right in front of her! Without a sound she shut and locked the door, then the windows; that cut the light off, of course, and the girl looked around sharply.

"Who's there?!" she demanded, one arm going across her flat chest, her voice high with fear; her accent just turned Marian on even more, of course. "Sirene, if this is another of your-!"

"Not Sirene, darling," Hawke declared softly, stepping out of the shadows. "My name is Hawke, and I'm here for you." Funny she should mention Sirene; that one had been one of Marian's first conquests, and a repeated dalliance at that. Those Orlesians...

The girl's eyes went wide. "Hawke?" she asked. "I've heard of you! You're going to-!" She drew a breath in, no doubt to scream; in an instant Marian had a hand over her mouth, squeezing a little hard. "Mmph!"

"None of that," Hawke hissed warningly, pulling her out of the bath. "If you're gonna scream it's cuz I made you scream, got it?" The girl was too frightened to do more than whimper, and Marian let go of her mouth in order to take her clothes off. Not that she wore much; the leather armor, while protective, was oddly skimpy, and with a clatter and a rustle she was soon naked. "Mm... what's your name, girl?" she asked, fingering herself provocatively.

"A- Andrea," the girl replied, unable to look away from Marian's body. "I- please, I..."

"Shush," Hawke ordered, plunging a finger into herself and pulling out; her cock slid down and out, quickly becoming erect, and she eyed the girl with undisguised lust. "Now, come here and suck me off, let's not delay." Andrea opened her mouth, but only to draw in breath for a scream; instantly Hawke seized her head and jammed her cock down the girl's throat, and her scream became a muffled moan.

Marian was so turned on she didn't have to do the girl's face more than a few moments before she shuddered and came, shoving her cock all the way in as torrents of thick cum spurted out; Andrea tried to get away, but Marian was too strong, and her struggles quickly grew weak as her air ran out. She pulled out as the thick stream slowed down, though there was still enough to coat Andrea's face and chest in a bit. The girl fell back against the wall, coughing and gasping, unable to resist the much stronger Hawke as she hoisted her up and pushed her against the wall. Already the girl's body was heating up, her skin flushing, nipples growing hard and erect; Marian had that effect sometimes, probably due to the magical nature of her cum.

"Little Andrea," Hawke cooed, sucking on one of her flat boobs and fingering her virgin pussy with one hand. The girl squirmed and whined, still trying to catch her breath and swallow enough cum to say something, anything, but Marian was too good; with a loud whimper she came, trapping Marian's fingers for a few moments. "Wonderful. So beautiful..."

"Don't knock me up..." the younger girl pleaded. "I'm too young...!"

"Nonsense," Marian replied flippantly, hoisting her farther up the wall and pressing the head of her cock against the loosened cunt. "Never too young for babies." Slowly she forced her way up and in, muffling Andrea's pained cries by pressing her face down into her boobs; reflexively the girl's legs locked around her, and she grinned. "Gonna fuck you so hard, little girl, gonna give you twins," she whispered, kissing Andrea's forehead. She found resistance, but grabbed the girl's hips and shoved all the way in anyway; she screamed in pain, but Hawke ignored her, pulled out and slammed back in. "So tight!"

All too quickly Marian lost control and just pounded the Orlesian teen, driven mad by the vice-like grip of her fresh cunt. Sheela moaned in the back of her mind, driving her on faster until with a long moan she came, thick spurts of virile magical cum shooting deep inside Andrea's cunt. The girl couldn't help but come too, though she was sobbing at the same time; she'd get pregnant, and cast out of the Chantry, and her life was over and...

Marian didn't care, though, all she wanted to do was fuck the girl for hours. She only pulled out long enough to turn her around and shove her face first against the wall before plunging back into her cum-slick cunt once more. Andrea was sobbing openly now, from pain as much as anything, but Marian just went faster and harder until another copious load was shot off. "Such a firm little pussy," she whispered fondly, kissing the girl's neck. "So young, so fucking fertile..."

She pulled away again, letting Andrea fall to her knees, and with a curiously ferocious gesture Marian shoved her down and ruthlessly rammed her cock down the girl's throat again, forcibly deep-throating until she lost consciousness and went limp. Not wanting to choke and kill her, Marian pulled away and let herself orgasm all over her body, furiously jacking off, getting hot semen everywhere.

"They'll never know what happened," she said to herself as she ran a new bath and bathed herself, leaving Andrea to lie in puddles of semen. Then she got dressed and snuck out again, still amazingly horny and ready for her next victim.
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