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Torturing A Prince	By : Defiant-Anjeru Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 5904 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own anything of the Dragon Age universe and in no way profit from this work of fanfiction.

Chapter List
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Notes: Each chapter is a one-shot only, based off original and gathered prompts, that all, in some way or another, involve Sebastian – breaking his vows, more often than not. I do so love to torture him. : )
Warnings: Heavy smut, 16+ at all times, drugging, blackmail, threesomes, etc.
Original Idea/Prompt: Fenris and Hawke are back together and very happy, but Fenris knows his ladylove has a keen curiosity about Sebastian. He arranges a night where the two of them seduce the prince into breaking his vows...in a number of ways.
This was requested by dantesdarkqueen; as this will be my first attempt at a threesome, I hope I will live up to your expectations and then some. : )
Thanks To: HATSEPUT! She gave me much encouragement for this and such wonderful input, thank-you!
Disclaimer: Don't own it, don't sell it, just obsess over it!
Torturing a Prince
Pairing: F!Hawke/Fenris/Sebastian (Act III, a little after Alone) Dom!Fen, also Dom!Seb.

It had all started at The Hanged Man, as most things tended to. It all started with a little too much alcohol, as it often did. That was the way their lives went, as mercenaries, and when their leader, Hawke, was the Champion of Kirkwall; when they weren't busy, they came here and bonded over booze.
It was in the thorough of their hazy buzz that Isabella decided to question Sebastian about his days as a wild child. Normally he wouldn't have indulged the pirate's insistent nagging, but tonight was different.
Hawke, despite finally being together with her very sexy elf, found herself listening a little more intently than she would have liked to admit. As he told stories of his wanton, lusty youth, she could not help but feel aroused at the images the Chantry Boy was inducing in all of their minds, or in reality probably just hers' and Isabella's. He didn't give details, but it wasn't hard for Hawke to picture the toned, tanned, auburn haired man naked in all his glory, thrusting into a buxom little maiden who'd dared to tousle with him in the barns.
What would he look like naked? Hawke wondered, the thought making her draw her tongue over her suddenly dry lips.
She abruptly started when she felt a hand on the flesh of her thigh, beneath the skirts of her rogue armor, trailing dangerously close to her aroused center. Her golden eyes quickly found Fenris' mossy ones and he smirked, scratching his nails across her skin to let her know that he knew exactly what it was that Hawke had been thinking.
She inwardly groaned; this wasn't going to be the last she heard of it.

Oh, she had been right to think that wouldn't be the last she heard of it. What she hadn't expected was for her love to be speaking of this.
"Would that please you, minx?" Fenris asked as he nuzzled her throat, teasing the skin with his teeth, making her shudder with pleasure. She placed her hands on his shoulders; to pull him closer, or push him away, she wasn't certain.
"Fenris…I don't even…I can't…" She was at a loss, really, something that was unheard of for the rogue; she was always the one speaking her mind, not caring what people thought. Both her best and worst quality.
He pushed her back on the bed, slowly, leaning over her like the big bad wolf who'd found his prey. It was so erotic to her. He pulled open the belt of her manor clothes, spreading the cloth to bare her breasts to him; they found small clothes too bothersome when alone, after reconciling after three years they found it nearly impossible to keep their hands off each other. Fenris tossed off his gauntlets and pinned her wrists to the bed, dropping his head to pull an aching nipple between his teeth. Hawke arched and cried out from the sharp pinch, wet arousal quickly pooling at the apex of her thighs.
"You will answer me, my little hawke," he growled, pushing his leg between her thighs and rubbing it against her folds through the material of her skirt. She shuddered and whimpered, straining toward him, but her stubborn elf kept her pinned, determined to get an answer from her.
"Fenris…but I…" His hard, punishing kiss broke off her words, not allowing her another denial. His tongue was relentless, dueling quite masterfully with hers' and causing her train of thought to stop dead in its tracks.
Very slowly, he lifted his head and his eyes glinted down at her, almost dangerously. The predatory look had her nearly at orgasm for him, right there. "Answer me," he whispered, pushing his thigh harder against her now drenched folds that, embarrassingly, dampened her skirt.
She whimpered and, unable to bear not having her wolf deep inside of her, nodded slowly. "Yes, yes, Fenris. Is that what you wanted to hear? I am attracted to Sebastian! I have fantasized about him! I have wondered what it would be like to enjoy him, and him watching us…" She bit her lip and frowned, afraid that she would be hurting him with this admission. His small smirk had her very confused then.
"Would you like him buried between your luscious thighs?" He then asked, causing Hawke's eyes to widen so wide she was sure they would pop from her head.
"Fenris!"
"Answer me, little hawke," he grinned, and leaned his head down to bite her nipple again.
"Fenris! What is this about! Why did you even ask if Sebastian watching us would please me?"
"That isn't what I asked," he growled, swirling her nipple with his tongue and nipping sharply as he roughly worked his thigh, now damp as well, against her. She shuddered and whimpered, pulling uselessly against his hold.
"Yes! Oh Maker forgive me but yes!" She sobbed the words, thrown over into her first orgasm by this display of dominance that her elf was showing her. Her shuddering frame bowed and he suckled at her, continuously rubbed against her, until she eased within his hold.
"Your wish is my command," he whispered, untying his breeches so that his hardened arousal could be let loose. Without giving her a chance to register what he had just acknowledged, he thrust himself inside of her, both of them crying out from the sheer pleasure of being joined. He made certain to drive her to sobs of wanton pleasure before the night was over, thinking of how exactly to encourage the prince to join their activities when he held her in his arms long after she'd fallen asleep.

"You are surely jesting," Sebastian said slowly, his arms folded over the breastplate of his armor, an incredulous expression over his handsome features. His piercing blue eyes were locked on Fenris warily, who was lounging on the sofa across from him in Hawke's study.
"Does it appear that I am jesting?" The elf's lips twitched, threatening to break into an amused smirk.
"I…I am uncertain."
"I do not jest, Sebastian. How long have we known each other? Years, many, many years. Have you known me to jest?"
"Well…no. You're right, my friend, you do not." The Prince swallowed the lump that was in his throat, his head nearly drowning in erotic images that Fenris' words had invoked.
Fenris folded his arms across his chest, mirroring the man, a brow rising in question over his smirk. "What is your answer then, Sebastian?"
"I…I have vows, you know this. I cannot partake of carnal pleasures," he whispered the words, though the conviction in his words was weak at best. Fenris' proposal, the very thought of accepting it, had his hard beneath his breeches; for once he was thankful for his Andraste buckle.
Fenris chuckled, very unlike him, almost as if he were enjoying this; Sebastian had never seen this side of his friend, but the deviant side of him certainly liked it. The elf stood and walked toward him, stopping just at his side so he could lean toward his ear. "Are you really certain you want to pass on the chance to bury yourself in her? There really is no greater feeling," Fenris murmured. "She has admitted to me that she is intrigued by you; will you really let such trivial vows keep you from this?" Sebastian shuddered and swallowed loudly. "You are a prince; if you plan to take back your throne, you will need to take a bride and produce heirs. Your vows will be broken then, why not…get a head start?" Fenris chuckled and moved away from him, heading towards the door. He almost – almost – grinned when the prince's hand shot out to grasp his arm so he would stop.
"I didn't say no," Sebastian said thickly as the elf looked back at him, pulling his arm away.
Fenris smirked. "I thought not."

Hawke wet her lips nervously and smiled coyly at Sebastian who sat on the edge of her bed, dressed down to his tunic and his breeches, his feet bare; Maker, he looked as nervous as a virgin, she thought with amusement. She knew the truth though, she and Fenris did, that deep down, Sebastian was as deviant as the rest of them. Her golden eyes found her love, who was behind the prince, lounging against the headboard with arousal evident in his eyes, and in the bulge that tented his breeches, his chest wonderfully bare.
Goosebumps rose over her arms as a shudder skated down her spine; surely she was dreaming.
"Go on, minx, show him exactly what you have been thinking of," Fenris chuckled. Sebastian turned berry red at his words, though Hawke could see the arousal in the rather large bulge straining against his pants. Oh, Maker, what had she gotten herself into?
She swallowed and moved forward on light steps, kneeling down in front of Sebastian as she laid her hands to rest of his knees; he was trembling, she realized. She leaned forward and kissed the bulge of his cock, his head falling back with a groan as he hands fisted in the bed's blanket. Her hands drifted to the ties and unlaced them, pulling his breeches open and grasping them at his hips to she could pull them down off him. She surprised him by taking his small clothes with them, his eyes staring down at her wide, his pupils dilated with lust, as his thick shaft jutted out at her, begging to be touched. Her mouth found it, tongue teasing the head before daring to lick at the sides of his shaft. She swallowed him before he could react, his head being thrown back as she took almost every inch of him; Maker! She never censored her words, so why should he be shocked that she didn't censor this? Hawke was damn good, moving her lips and mouth up and down his hard cock, deep throating to add tight restrictions around him. He wouldn't last long at this rate, he inwardly groaned, shuddering.
"Yes, that's it love, make him cum," he heard Fenris moan from behind him and he turned his head, shocked to see that Fenris had undid his breeches and was stroking his own hardened dick as he watched his lover pleasure another man. That did it, the image sent Sebastian over the edge and he cried out, his seed splashing into her mouth to which she swallowed quite eagerly. She lifted her head and licked her lips, giving the prince a coy smile. "My turn, minx," Fenris growled and Hawke stood, stripping herself of her house clothes, leaving her body gloriously nude; at once Sebastian was hard again.
He watched her crawl past him on all fours, toward her elf, his eyes suddenly locked on her glistening cunny and sweet, shapely ass. Surely he would burn for this, he mused wryly. Fuck it; he didn't care, not anymore. He couldn't pass on this, Andraste forgive him. Hawke was between Fenris' thighs now, her mouth on the elf's cock, doing to him what she had just done to Sebastian. He watched as she stripped him of his pants, before returning to suck him and lick him. Her hand found his sac, pulling at it, caressing it, as she ate at his cock eagerly. Sebastian found it too much to bear. He lifted his eyes to Fenris and found the elf giving him a knowing smirk. Fenris seemed to read his thoughts, because he nodded, almost unnoticeably.
Sebastian made a choked noise and nearly tore his tunic off in his eagerness to get to Hawke. He crawled up the bed behind her as she continued to please Fenris with her mouth, the noises nearly driving Sebastian mad with one hundred percent unadulterated lust. The prince came up behind her on his knees, his hands stroking her hips before sliding around to dip his fingers in her unbearably wet cunt, groaning from the feel of it tightening around his intruding digits. Fenris gave a knowing chuckle, though he bit his lip and let his head fall back, his hands tight in his love's hair as she moaned on his cock.
Unable to bear it any longer, Sebastian pressed the head of his cock against her cunt and thrust his hips, burying himself deep inside of her in one sure stroke. All three of them moaned, in unison, and Sebastian found that it was very erotic. He started his thrusts, shuddering at the feel of her vaginal walls tight around him like a vice, almost unbelieving at how tight she really was.
She lifted her head from Fenris' cock with a moan, breathless whimpers following every one of his pounds into her, his hands tight on her hips. In truth she was enjoying him, immensely, but Fenris' could see the mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "He's being awfully gentle, isn't he, love?" Hawke moaned, lapping at her elf's cock as she spoke.
Sebastian stilled and looked at her with brows raised high. "Gentle?"
"Seems so," Fenris purred in his velvet voice. He lifted her face and kissed her roughly, lovingly, before pulling back. "I fuck you much harder, don't I, minx?"
Sebastian was nearly sputtering in indignation, the two of them trying hard to not laugh at her teasing. Fenris knew what she was up to; taunting the prince to bring out the wild child they'd all heard stories of. Quite a brilliant plan, really. "You want rough? I'll show you just how rough I can be, minx," the prince nearly growled. Fenris' lips were twitching and Hawke had to smother her giggle by licking Fenris' cock again.
He took his cock from her and placed the wet head against the puckered star of her sexy derriere. When she moaned and wiggled her ass back against him, he growled and slowly started pushing his member into her forbidden entrance. The head popped in and she whimpered as he moved inch by inch until he gloriously filled her. Sebastian moaned loudly and started moving, thrusting himself through the tight right of muscle over and over, the feeling exquisite. It was such a naughty, erotic, taboo thing he was doing to her; it only served to arouse him further.
Fenris was enjoying it nearly as much as the prince, as Hawke nearly screamed in pleasure from the feeling of being taken that way. Whimpers and moans followed every thrust and Fenris couldn't take it anymore, pushing her up so that he could pull her away from Sebastian who protested, but quickly quieted when Fenris gave him a knowing look. The elf grabbed Hawke by her supple ass cheeks, rising to his knees and pulling her flush against him; they shared a long, deep kiss and then he lifted her, wrapping her legs around his waist. He sheathed himself into her cunt with one thrust and they moaned, Fenris spreading her cheeks to Sebastian's stare. The prince blushed with arousal and licked his lips, moving closer to them and gripping her hips as he placed himself back into her rump with one, hard thrust that had her screaming.
She was lost in pleasure at that point, both of the men moving in unison to fill her. She felt so full, maker help her, it was the most pleasurable sensation. She let her head fall back against Sebastian's shoulder, her golden eyes hazed over with pleasure, legs tight around the elf's waist as she grabbed desperately at his shoulders to hold her in reality. They were all panting, groaning, the men pounding her hard, frantically, driving her through multiple orgasms and screams of completion. The two continued, grunting, chests heaving, making each climax roll into the other until she was one big bundle of nerves and continuous orgasms.
Fenris lifted his hand and grabbed Sebastian by his hair, pulling the man forward, and kissed his deeply over Hawke's shoulder, who moaned between them, her cunt and derriere so hot and tight and torturous. They continued to kiss as they drove home and then Sebastian broke it with a huff of breath, crying out "now!" as he spilled himself deep inside of her forbidden tunnel, Fenris following a moment later with a long growl.
They pulled free from her, but both continued to hold the dazed, half unconscious Hawke in their arms as they fell to the bed in a mess of limbs. All were out of breath, and tingling, so satisfied that they wondered if they could go back to normal sex after this.
They fell asleep together, and Sebastian smiled softly, thankful he hadn't said no after all.
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