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Samahlen	By : BronxWench Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 1569 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ashes to Ashes

Wraith looked down at Kolgrim's body, his expression grim, and unhooked the horn from the dead cult leader's belt.
"What are you doing?" Alistair asked, alarmed. "We have the Ashes. Let's just get back to Redcliffe."
"We can't leave a high dragon to prey on the region," Wraith replied.
"Right. This would be the 'Don't count on your being sane' part," Alistair retorted. "What are you planning to do? Blow the horn and tell it to leave?"
"We kill it," Wraith said.
Alistair gave an incredulous snort. "There are eight of us. We're going to kill a high dragon with eight people."
"Yes." Wraith turned to his other companions. "Wynne and Morrigan, stay back and concentrate on wide effect spells. Leliana, you and Zevran take opposite sides and use your bows."
"Are you sure?" Zevran asked.
"You're still not fully healed," Wraith replied. "Stay back and stay alive."
Zevran chuckled. "I feel so loved."
"The rest of us will keep on the dragon." Wraith looked at Alistair. "We defeated the Broodmother in Orzammar. We can do this."
"As plans go, this one is somewhat vague, but 'twill suffice," Morrigan remarked. "But I concur. The dragon will need to be dealt with sooner or later."
Wraith could hear Wynne and Zevran from where he lay, but opening his eyes seemed like far too much effort. He took a shallow breath, marveling at how little it actually hurt, as long as he stayed still.
"Stop squirming," Wynne said. "You've reopened your side. Weren't you supposed to stay back?"
Zevran bit back a curse. "It's not so easy when the dragon doesn't follow the plan. The next time, I'll wag a finger and scold it, alright?"
"Get his armor off," Morrigan demanded, and Wraith managed to open his eyes. "Unless you have a better method of examining his wounds? I have learned a healing spell or two from Wynne, and it seems that they would be of use."
Alistair looked at Wraith in mute appeal, and Wraith gave a nod. Alistair's fingers trembled slightly as he unbuckled Wraith's leather armor, starting with his pauldrons and then removing the breastplate. Alistair was as gentle as he could be as he raised Wraith, but the pain roared in and Wraith's eyes rolled back.
"Wraith?" Alistair's voice was urgent. "Stay with me. Don't let go."
Wraith's breath hitched as Alistair eased him back down. Morrigan touched him, and he heard bone grating against bone, but any new pain was lost in the rest of it. Wraith felt a warm rush of healing wash over him, and breathing got a little easier.
"Do not move," Morrigan warned.
The next wave of healing eased the pain somewhat, and Wraith opened his eyes to see Alistair above him. Alistair's fingers trailed across Wraith's cheek, and Wraith turned his head into the caress.
"Not letting go," Wraith managed, his eyes closing once more.
"Carry him to the lower temple," Morrigan instructed. "There are some shelters, incondite but better than nothing."
Wraith woke to warmth, Alistair supine and holding the elf close, his green-gold eyes open.
"How are you feeling?" Alistair asked, his voice soft.
"Sore," Wraith replied. "And glad to be just sore." He ran his hand along the smooth skin of Alistair's chest.
"I thought I lost you. The dragon's tail hit you, and I thought you were dead." Alistair's arm tightened a bit. "I didn't like how that felt."
Wraith shifted atop Alistair and sat up carefully, straddling his lover. "I know. I know." He did not have the words to explain, and so he leaned forward and kissed Alistair, hoping to convey how much Alistair meant to him. "Please..."
"Can we?" Alistair whispered, his eyes dark in the gloom of the shelter.
Wraith smiled a little. "We'll be careful. I just need you."
Alistair's cock was already hard between them, and he ghosted a moan as Wraith reached for the nearest pack, scrabbling for the sweet oil they both carried. As Wraith lowered himself slowly onto Alistair's cock, he felt Alistair's fingers trace along his side where bone had torn through flesh, the scars new and angry and red.
Wraith pressed downward, seating Alistair's cock fully within his ass, his back arching slightly at the sensation of being filled, of being alive to be filled. "Oh, Creators, Alistair..."
"I know," Alistair murmured, his eyes closing briefly as he was engulfed in Wraith's heat. "Maker, you feel so good." Alistair's hands slid lower, wrapping around Wraith's hips, and he gasped as Wraith began to rock, grinding himself down on Alistair's cock, slow and sensual.
Wraith's vallaslin could not hide the flush of pleasure that darkened his cheeks as he felt Alistair's cock churn within him. He shifted his hips, changing the angle fractionally, and the familiar white light exploded behind Wraith's eyes as Alistair's cock pressed on his prostate. Wraith moaned, not caring if the others heard, nothing existing beyond the feel of his lover beneath him. They were alive, and there was nothing beyond that but the heat that coiled in Wraith's belly and warmed him from within.
Alistair's fingers had tightened on Wraith's hips when Wraith had shifted, and now he urged Wraith to move a little faster, one hand move to fist Wraith's cock and stroke it. Wraith moaned again, urgent this time, Alistair's rough strokes pushing him to the edge and over, and Wraith shuddered as he spilled, cum coating Alistair's belly and hand. Alistair grunted, Wraith's ass impossibly tight, and he bucked as he came, filling Wraith's ass with his cum.
Wraith slumped forward, Alistair's arms wrapping around him. "Don't let go," Wraith said, and nipped at Alistair's full lower lip.
"Not a chance," Alistair replied.
Morrigan's voice drifted over, caustic and precise. "Do not expect me to repair any fresh damage from your foolishness. 'Tis enough to have had to hear that."
Wraith chuckled as Alistair blushed, and turned his head for another kiss, gloriously alive.

Prompt word: Incondite
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