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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“I suppose it's time,” Meredith sighed. She leaned over Hawke with a small spoon, scooping up errant strains of Orsino's seed and feeding them to her, smiling as Hawke licked the spoon clean. “Not a lot of fight left in her.”
“Look at her blush. There's still some shame left.”
“Not enough to make this worthwhile anymore.”
Her eye caught his and Hawke watched as the first-enchanter backed down, hiding his flaccid cock back under his robe.
“Very well,” he said, leaving the room on shaking legs.
“You probably think that I always wanted this,” Meredith mused, standing over Hawke and putting the spoon to one side, her knee resting between Hawke's breasts. “I'm going to be bored without you, I think, but it's time.”
Two Templars entered the room, unlocking the chains that kept Hawke from standing. She tried and failed to stand on her own, so they lifted her off the phallus, her ass feeling empty as the hard stone left her. She shivered, a chill settling inside of her in the stone's absence, her abused sphincter remembering how to close.
Meredith's fingers caressed Hawke's throat, a knuckle lifting her rolling under her chin, forcing their eyes to meet.
“Anything left in there? Just a little?” Meredith chuckled. “I think this is best, when there's just enough left of you in there to understand what is about to be done. Take her.”
They dragged her out of the office, her feet scraping against the smooth stone of the Gallows floor. A thousand years and more had ridden the rough surface to this but still it ached, everything ached, the first cold fresh air Hawke had known in six months cupping her flesh and raising gooseflesh along her arms, shoulders, back.
She shivered.
“Resisting us?” the Templar on her right asked. They pressed her against a wall, holding her in place.
“Do we have time for this?” the other asked.
In response, the other one lifted his lower robs and entered her throbbing rear, his balls slapping her ass after one long painful thrust, his fingers pressing her face into hard stone. She shivered from cold and violation while the Templar laughed.
“She likes it,” he said, pulling her off the wall and lifting her now frail body, spreading her legs. “Is her cunt dripping?”
“It is,” the other one said, lifting his armor to one side and entering her from the front. Hawke whimpered gratitude, the new penetration tickling her clit, the off-beat thrusts and girth of two cocks penetrating her at once awakening nerves inside her she had forgotten she possessed.
They bounced her between them, mauling her as she rode them in the Gallows hallway. The tortured waiting of a fortnight without orgasm drove her as much as their hard use of her, driving her towards a cum that was impossible not to hear.
“You have my permission to cum, Apostate,” Meredith said, entering her vision with arms crossed. “Cum for me, one last time.”
She did.
Her scream echoed throughout the Gallows, every nerve set on fire as her whole self shook and shattered, every last bit of moisture spraying out from messy lips, vision consumed by a brightness that left her senseless.
She moaned, flailing useless on the floor where the Templars had dropped her. She lay cold and shivering, trapped by a post-orgasmic chill, but then mailed hands closed around her arms and breasts, hauling her up and dragging her limp and sweat-shining body towards her fate.
Everyone saw what was left of her, the quaking naked ruin that she had become, and she was too far gone to offer even a token resistance, any last flush of shame. She kept her eyes half-open and down, her vision a shaking haze, her breathing wretched and uncertain.
She was taken to a small room and deposited on her knees, surrounded by chanting mages and Orsino stoking flames. He pulled forth a long thin length of hardened metal, crowned with a lyrium sun-brand, and spun it in the dark so it was the only light anyone could see by.
Darkness flickered throughout the room as he stepped closer to her, tipping her head back with the fingers of his free hand as the chanting around her intensified. Her vision snapped into focus, her eyes meeting his.
“And that is enough of that,” Hawke hissed. “This isn't fun anymore.”
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And one chapter left. Might post it today, might post it Monday - depends on the time it takes to edit. Questions? Comments? Please leave reviews and know that I'll answer whatever they might be on the forums, over at http://www2.adult-fanfiction.org/forum/topic/36931-metroid-the-bergman-affair-feedback-comments-and-workshopping/?page=14. Hope you're enjoying this, and thanks for reading.
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