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Hawke Fade Away	By : HunterOpera Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 22975 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hawke offered no resistance when the Arishok pulled her up by the leash, yanking her to a sitting position and kicking Isabella aside. Hawke dangled in the air, choking for a moment, the chain rattling the next as she was tossed towards the waiting trio of warriors. They caught her, held her up on her shaking legs as one of them removed his belt and breeches, lying down on the floor.
She did not know how they had determined which of them got which of her holes, but they moved without arguing, the three of them in alignment. She was guided to the warrior on the ground, her knees kicked out so that she sank down on top of the warrior below her.
Hawke whimpered, trying to get used to him inside her. He was not so large as the Arishok but he was still ribbed, still massive, and he filled her in a way that made her eyes water. She gasped when he pressed his hips up, his companions rolling up his breeches and their own to hold his ass aloft and her with it.
She felt talons on her hips and then another warrior's manhood press against her rear passage. She whined and cried, her tongue and jaw still too tired to make the words she would have begged with, but she did scream when he pressed into her, the tip entering her, then more, then more still.
The two of them were filling her, filling her, and she found herself bouncing between them, her mouth open and vision meaningless. She shook and simpered and groaned, her open lips an invitation for the final warrior.
Hawke could not do what Isabella was doing to the Arishok at that moment – she could not wrap her lips around him, could not use her tongue as it was meant to be used – but her throat was still tight and that was what the final warrior aimed for, pressing himself passed her lips and teeth, seeking the root of her tongue.
She choked, eyes watering, but the warrior grabbed her head and sighed above her. She tried to breathe through her nose but she was sobbing, her ass slapped by the one that was hammering her from behind, the repeated thrusts into her ass and face making her ride the only cock that was where she would have wanted one.
Each of them deposited their cum inside of her, one at a time.
The one in her ass came first, groaning as his talons tightened around her hips, pulling her close. She whimpered as she felt the heat flood her, then whimpered again as he fell back and she suddenly felt an aching emptiness, cool air entering a hole that was too battered to close properly.
Next came the one in her mouth, the explosion of his seed filling her mouth, coating her jaw and encasing her tongue, he filling her so that some of him poured down her nostrils. She gasped and coughed as he held her, whole body taut as she felt herself blacking out, but he pulled out before unconsciousness could save her.
Freed now, the one below her – the one she had been forced to ride – sat up and cupped her ass, squeezing as he filled her, biting down on her shoulder until she was dizzy with want and still she could not cum.
She was abandoned, tossed to one side, her hips shaking and empty. She felt cool air moving inside her but it offered no relief, no release, just teasing her and reminding her how badly she wanted. Shadows moved above her but all she desired was the one thing she had not yet been given permission to have.
The warriors left. The Arishok mentioned something about Starkhaven to them, told her to clean up her mess before he returned. She had trouble rolling over with her hands behind her back, but she shuffled in place and put her face deep into the spilled seed, lapping it up like the animal they had reduced her to.
Maybe, she thought, maybe if I do a good job he'll let me cum.
She was crying as she gathered the mess from outside and pulled it within, the viscous fluid mixing with her tears, a deep ache filling her stomach. She would never know how long it took to clean the whole of the mess but she did it, only for Isabella to walk down the stairs and grab her by the hair and drag her back up to the top.
Hawke offered no resistance as the mask was fitted back into her mouth, the straps tightened around her head. Why would she fight? If she was a good girl they might let her cum and that was all she could think about.
It was getting dark when the Arishok returned. He inspected the spot on the floor that she had cleaned, then looked at Isabella.
“Has she been a good girl?” he rumbled. Isabella nodded. “Good. This pleases me.”
He approached his throne, sitting on it and grabbing Hawke by the hips, pulling her into place, entering her slick channel with no resistance.
He's using me as a night cap, she realized, her stomach fluttering.
“When I tell you to, saarebas,” he rumbled. “You may cum.”
And as he finally – finally! – gave her permission, Hawke blinked.
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Whose next? Who's left? We'll find out Monday, probably, as the Arishok and Isabella arc is at an end. Questions? Comments? Reviews? Want to talk a little shop? Any and all conversations are answered at http://www2.adult-fanfiction.org/forum/topic/36931-metroid-the-bergman-affair-feedback-comments-and-workshopping/?page=13
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