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Blood, Hawke, Sex, Magic	By : Miranda Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 10365 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Age or any characters, Bioware do. I make no money from this, I just like to take these wonderful characters out to play!

Chapter List
- 1-Blood, Hawke, Sex, Magic
- 2-Blood, Hawke, Sex, Magic - Disarming the Guard
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“Well, Aveline?” Hawke looked at the woman looking ever more uncomfortable in her seat. “Hmm how about you stand up right there and I’ll help you out.” Hawke subtly dried her hands on the sheets and indicated a spot to the side of the bed. Aveline dutifully stood, still as red as ever, flushed with embarrassment.
“Alright Hawke, let’s get this over with.” Her voice was heavy with apprehension.
Hawke simply smiled, to ease the tension. “Just relax, at ease Guard Captain.” The mage began making small gestures with her hands. One of her specialties was force magic, the ability to manipulate pure force, like gravity, or a push and pull effect. With a deft movement, she shot a series of very finely controlled blasts, knocking open the fastenings on Aveline’s armour. Merrill and Isabela chuckled as it clattered to the floor.
Merrill sat up straight and leaned forward. She began motioning her hands towards a plant which sat in its pot behind Aveline. The ancient Dalish spell caused tendrils to grow rapidly from the stem, snaking their way toward the unsuspecting guard. They hooked on to her undershirt and trousers, lifting them gently away from the stunned Captain to deposit them on the floor, leaving Aveline clutching at her underclothes. A tendril returned, coiling and sliding up her leg, hooking around her underwear. Aveline let out a short gasp, but she didn’t recoil from the sensation. The other tendril swiftly unhooked her bra revealing a sturdy but ample bosom.
Isabela whistled. “Well you keep those well strapped down under that armour of yours. Oh and how cute! The freckles match your cheeks!” Her hand had disappeared beneath her legs as another lazily fondled her own breast.
Aveline frowned at the naked Rivaini but the frown soon melted as Merrill’s manipulation of the vines continued to tease at her. The bra hit the floor and the plant caressed her breast gently while the other pulled down the last remaining garment, revealing a small ginger nest between her thighs.
Hawke tutted. “Oh that won’t do, Aveline, that won’t do at all. We want to see every inch of you, with no obstructions in this. Now stand very still.” Merrill manipulated the plant to hold Aveline rooted to the spot by her ankles, her wrists secured at her sides. Hawke moved her fingers in delicate patterns, causing a tiny purple flame to arise at their tips. With a careful motion, she sent the flame to attack the offending hair, setting it alight and burning it away in an instant without any harm to the now quivering whimpering guard. A sizzle as the last flame vanished indicated the arousal that had begun in response to the gentle magic and tendril caress.
Merrill returned the plant to its original state, freeing Aveline from their grasp. She watched with her large green eyes as Hawke beckoned for her to join them on the bed.
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Aveline gingerly climbed onto the sheets, still apprehensive but deciding this may not be as bad as she thought, and lost her breath and thoughts as Hawke pulled her in to a deep passionate kiss. Beside them Merrill and Isabela began a heated kiss and embrace too, bodies pushed close. Hawke slid her arm around Aveline’s waist, pulling her tightly to her, their breasts pushed together with an erotic sensation. The reserved guardswoman became lost in the heated battle of tongues, feeling a slight electricity dance across Hawke’s. She slid her hand into the mage’s dark hair, holding her in the kiss, feeling the warmth spreading through her body.
After what seemed like an age, Hawke pulled away from her now breathless companion, smiling at the effect she knew she’d had on her usually reserved friend. She beckoned to Aveline and Merrill who came closer into a circle with them. Hawke began to kiss Isabela, who was opposite her, with her elven lover joining a moment later. The guard leaned forward, meeting the heated battle of tongues and lips all fighting with hunger and lust to taste the others.
Aveline broke from the experience when she felt a hand land upon her knee, followed by another from the other side. Both hands began caressing her thighs, working up towards the prize, sending shivers of anticipation down her spine. Hawke was deploying more elemental magic now, her hand warming and sending a few sparks across Aveline’s skin. Meanwhile Isabela, who didn’t have magic on her side, was more than making up for that lack with skilled touch. One moment her hand would grip and squeeze, the next a feather-light stroke, each motion full of the skill and delicacy of an experienced lover.
Isabela removed the bandana from her hair, securing it over Aveline’s eyes. She leaned forward and whispered in the guard’s ear as she did so. “You know, you’re not going to hate this as much as you think. First we‘ll teach you then you can show us what you‘ve learned.”
The three women laid the guard down on the bed, securing her arms above her head. Aveline shivered slightly, she was usually in charge of everything but somehow letting go of that wasn’t so bad. A pleasant feeling ran down her spine as she was fastened down, and the thought crossed her mind that her dear husband might be willing to give this a try…
Her musing was interrupted as soft lips descended on her breast, with another joining on the other side. Gentle kisses covered her bosom, a dual assault that culminated in tongues exploring the hardening peaks, the pleasure making her breath quicken. Before she could collect her thoughts, warm hands were at her feet. Fingers massaging aching soles, Aveline could tell this was Hawke, her magic heating and healing, easing away the ache that was so often present from the guard duties.
The slender fingers of the elf and pirate caressed and squeezed her breasts, alternating with pinches, kisses, strokes and bites to tender nipples. Hawke, on the other hand, had begun massaging up Aveline’s thighs, eliciting small moans as she went from their captive guard. Hawke could smell the scent of Aveline’s arousal, and moved quicker towards the source. She quickly placed her lips upon the freshly smoothed skin and thrust her tongue deeply into the warm depths, drinking in the erotic taste and savouring it, moving her tongue within the guardswoman. At the same time, the others took the cue and sucked hard upon Aveline’s nipples, caressing her stomach and taking firmer hold of her arms as she screamed out with pleasure.
Aveline’s senses were alight with sheer pleasure, the sensation of being utterly overwhelmed and taken over by her 3 talented and experienced companions filling her with warmth and electricity. She could barely catch her breath before Hawke withdrew from her, beginning a relentless assault on her hardened clit with a powerful and masterful tongue. Within minutes she was glad the others kept a firm grip on her body, Hawke pinning her thighs to the bed, as the orgasm built towards climax.
A few more flicks of Hawke’s tongue and Aveline was bucking wildly against her restraints, her whole body rocked with spasms of ecstasy, screaming out wild obscenities as she came. It felt like her entire body exploded like on of the mage’s fireballs, the sheer force of it leaving her utterly breathless from the experience.
After a minute, Isabela released her from her bindings, removed the blindfold and helped the guard sit up. Hawke dove forward and kissed her passionately, sharing the taste that still lingered on her tongue. Aveline didn’t care any more, her inhibitions had decidedly fled for the evening so she determined herself to outdo her companions. It was no longer a battle of wills for her but a battle of sexual desires. It was a battle the warrior intended to win.
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