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Fire & Ice	By : miladygrimm Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 3059 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Fenris couldn’t sleep. At first he blamed the bed. It was Danrius’ bed after all. For the first few months it had smelled like the wizard. But he’d slept on it anyway, like a dog marking his territory. He’d even paid one of the girls from the Blooming Rose for a weekly visit to help him claim the bed.
Adelin was a half elf girl who had the good fortune of taking the best of both of her parent’s races and combining them into one woman. She was short and curvy, with long lush dark hair that framed a perfectly pale face. She was beautiful, men paid good money for her attentions. She was laid out on his bed wearing a sheer nightgown and he couldn’t even work up an interested look.
“Alright, what is it?” She asked sitting up.
“Pardon?”
“I am freshly washed, wearing my best negligee, my hair looks perfect, I should know…I did it myself. I look amazing. And yet…you aren’t even looking. What is it?”
“I did not realize I brought you here to speak.”
She laughed, tossing her head back so that the rich dark curls tumbled over her shoulders. “Truly? You are trying to pick a fight with me?”
He sighed and sat down. “I ask your forgiveness.”
“Don’t bother darling, honestly you are not the first who has tried to insult me, but you are the first to apologize so quickly…tell me what’s bothering you.”
“I am…”
“You are thinking of someone else.”
He glanced over his shoulder at her. “Is it obvious?”
“To a hooker? Yes. We are trained to know. Tell me…who is she?”
Fenris shifted uncomfortably as he remembered the simple kiss. The way Carver’s shoulders had shifted while he undressed. Ever since he’d helped him bandage the wound all he could think about was lick his way across the flat plane of the templar’s belly.
“Oh.” She smirked laying back upon the silken sheets, “Not a she then.”
Fenris gave a small growl and stood up stomping over to the table where his notes on lyrium imbuing were piled. Usually looking over the notes helped soothe him down, understanding what happened to him usually put him at ease, now…now…nothing was steadying him.
“Tell me what happened.”
“You are not my priest.”
She laughed, “Oddly enough I have the uniform for a Mother of the Chantry, would wearing it help?” She asked.
“No.”
“Tell me.” She said patting the bed next to her, “Do you honestly think the men who set down sovereigns for my time do so only for the sex? I am the one they confess to…possibly because they think I will accept everything.”
“Do you?”
“Very nearly….there was the one man who wanted to take a darkspawn to bed.”
Fenris winced. “That’s…vulgar.”
“You have no idea. He was quite explicit.” She stood up and picked up a bottle of wine. “Alright, spill it.”
Fenris wanted to. It was strange. He had no particular love for Adelin; but she had a way about her. He was tempted to tell her…to tell anyone. He didn’t much like it. Still, it had been almost two weeks since Carver’s teasing walk out. He had hoped at first that Carver had been joking, that he would come back.
He hadn’t; and that bothered him.
“His name is Carver.” He began. He kept his back to Adelin. “The brother of the Serah Hawke.”
“I know of him, he’s a templar, is he not?”
“He is. Have you…I mean…”
“No.” She said drinking from her wine glass. “He has come in with some of the recruits. He drinks, he flirts, he plays cards, but so far as I know he has never partaken.”
Fenris wasn’t sure why that made him feel better.
“I was helping him before he became a recruit, he was a bit untrained with the blade. He came to me as a friend. I’m not sure what happened…we were sparring and then…then he kissed me.”
“A deep kiss or a gentle one?”
“Does it matter?”
“Well if we aren’t going to have sex the least I can do is picture the two of you together. It’s a nice image.” She smiled as Fenris scoffed. “Don’t do that. It’s the truth.”
“Gentle.”
“I see…and you liked it.”
“No.”
“Lying to a harlot is bad form, Fenris, you enjoyed it or you would be pounding me into the bed.” She sighed and poured a glass for the elf, passing it over to him. “Why are you upset?”
“I have never…willingly…been with a man.”
“I see. Your master…” She let the sentence trail off easily.
“Yes. He enjoyed me a great deal. He often passed me to his friends as a gift. I was…”
“A whore?” She asked raising a perfect black brow.
He shook his head drinking down the goblet. “A whore often chooses who they want to be with. I was less than a whore. I was Danarius’ toy, to be had by any who had pleased him. He seemed to prefer to give me to men, knowing I would not enjoy it. He would watch while they took me. It was…”
“It was rape.” She said flatly, “It wasn’t that you were with men. It was that you had no choice.” She set her wine aside and placed her hand on his. “If you are attracted to him…let yourself be…don’t let Danarius take this away from you too.”
“So what do I do?”
“Close your eyes and pretend I’m Carver.”
Fenris laughed, “You hardly have the…build.”
“Close your eyes Fenris.”
He raised a brow, but complied after a moment. He knew she moved towards him, and he felt her hands unlace his breeches.
“Think of his mouth. ” Her voice purred. “Think of him on his knees in front of you…imagine him here with you. ”
Fenris bit his lip because he could see it. With his eyes closed tight Fenris imagined that dark haired templar kneeling in front of him, using his tongue and teeth upon his shaft.
“Yessss.” Fenris hissed as the whore opened her lips and took him over her tongue. He reached down, gripping the top of Adelin’s head moving his hips just a little. He felt her suction grow tighter, but in his mind she wasn’t there.
Carver kneeling down…Carver’s hands on his thighs. Carver taking his hardness and moaning for more.
It took one last careless flick and his was spilling down her throat, Carver’s name on his lips.
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