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Sizzle! Burn! Steam!	By : Hatsepsut Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 26111 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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He came into her bedroom to find her in her bath, one hand lost between her thighs, her head thrown back in total bliss as she pleasured herself. He blushed and cleared his throat, already feeling instant, hot arousal.
Her eyes opened slowly to look at him, and when her glazed, fogged eyes registered him, she gave him an inviting smile and stretched a hand out to him.
“Sebastian...love,” she said her expression seductive and inviting. “Come. Join me.”
He took a step back, blushing with how the bulge in front of his breeches gave away his excitement. He saw her register his withdrawal and her hand dropped.
“I can’t love, you know that,” he murmured, his eyes fastened on the creamy slopes of her breasts peaking from the bathwater. “I have taken vows.”
Her shoulders dropped and she looked away, but not before Sebastian had a chance to catch a glimpse of sadness pass over her features. He felt guilt spread through him. He should never have agreed in a relationship with her in the first place. This wasn’t fair to her, to this amazingly passionate, fiery woman, keeping her in limbo like this while he contemplated what he really wanted to do with his life. Did he want to go back to Starkhaven and reclaim his throne? Did he want to remain in the chantry? He had no right keeping her life in hiatus while he decided.
“I am sorry, love,” he said for the millionth time.
“No need to apologise, Sebastian,” she softly said. “I knew what I was getting into. I know you might choose to give me up any day now. I can’t help myself. I love you.”
“I love you too, lass,” Sebastian replied, his voice soft with tenderness.
“Do you?” she turned to look at him. “I am slowly going insane here, Sebastian, wanting you and never having you. I am a woman, I have needs. Who is to provide for them if not the man that professes to love me?”
“Love is not about carnality, Hawke. Love is pure and chaste.”
She got up then, gloriously nude, and stepped out of the bathtub, making his breath hitch.
“love is about making the other person happy, Sebastian,” she said, her back turned to him as she wrapped herself in a bug fluffy towel. “And I am not happy. If you want to live as a monk, go ahead. But don’t ask me to live as a nun. I can’t. Not anymore. I have been waiting for you to make up your mind for over half a year now.”
She turned to look at him then, and her eyes were determined and a little cruel.

“Fuck me yourself, love, or I will find someone else that will.”
The argument kept playing itself over and over again in his head for the better part of next week. She was frustrated beyond her limit, he could understand that. It was difficult for a woman like Hawke, hot and passionate, to be celibate for over half a year. And she had done it, just for him.
Maker, he was such a selfish prick! He wanted both her and his vows. He wanted to have her and remain at the Chantry. But she would leave him if he didn’t do something about it.
He pondered what to do in his head over and over again, he even went to Elthina for advice and she told him that he had to make a decision. Was he a Prince or a Brother of the faith? It wasn’t fair keeping Hawke waiting for his decision. Ah, Maker! All he needed was a little more time, time to think!
He contemplated hiring her a prostitute form The Blooming Rose at some point, but he dismissed the idea right away. For all her fieriness, Marian was a woman that didn’t sleep around with just anyone...It had to be someone she had feelings for, even if those feeling weren’t anything more than friendship...
Friendship...his gait faltered and then stopped altogether, as the idea formed in his head.

Fenris. Fenris would be perfect.
Sebastian settled in the armchair to watch, his breeches already untied, the laces hanging loosely down the front, over the impressive bulge of his erection. Maker, it was so hot, watching Marian, his Marian being undressed by another man. Fenris seemed to have overcome any reluctance he had shown at first, when he had come into the room to see them both waiting for him, and was now actively running his hands over inch of skin as it was being exposed: her creamy shoulders, her breasts, the smooth toned skin of her belly.
Sebastian watched in fascination and envy as she arched back when the elf’s mouth found her peaked nipple over the fabric of her breastband. She whispered Fenris’ name, her eyes trained on Sebastian, heavy lidded with desire and lust. Sebastian leaned back, holding her gaze captive with his as he drew his breaches down over his hips and released his member. She gasped and licked her lips as his hand palmed his heavy shaft, slowly stroking himself as he watched the elf suckle at her nipple.
Fenris’ head whipped back to see what had caused her gasp and the corner of his mouth twitched upwards at the sight of a heavily aroused Sebastian taking care of himself. He smiled cruelly, unlacing his breaches and changing position on the bed so the Prince could have an unrestricted view of Hawke as he pushed her down towards his own shaft. Hawke complied with a soft moan and Fenris felt her hot, moist mouth draw him in just a second later, arching his back and entangling his hands in her hair to guide her.
Sebastian groaned. The sight of her lips closing over the elf’s engrossed shaft, the glimpses he got of her pink tongue as she run it over the purplish head of Fenris’ erection, her muffled sighs...he was going slowly mad here, imagining it was him thrusting slowly in her eager, wet opening, his own cock being swallowed by her sweet, impertinent mouth.
Fenris hissed as she took him as deeply down her throat as possible and tightened his hands in her hair to keep her there for a few seconds, rocking his hips. She pulled back slowly, caressing him with her lips and tongue as she went, only to take him back in just as slowly.
“Maker!” Fenris hissed again. “Sebastian, you don’t know what you’re missing, friend.”
Hawke smiled up at him, his cock still in her mouth before she brought one hand up to fondle his sack and another behind him. Without warning, she shoved one finger inside his ass and stroked to find that sweet spot inside him that would make him come like a fountain. Fenris closed his eyes and his hips jerked uncontrollably. Sebastian watched in awe as he used short, furious thrusts to fuck her mouth and throat, grunting and moaning her name.
The ex-Prince closed his eyes, just for a moment, just to imagine himself in the elf’s place and he missed the moment when Fenris shot his seed down her throat. When he opened his eyes again, she was licking her lips, semen running down the corner of her mouth and he moaned low and deep in his chest, as the elf pulled her up and licked his own cream off her face and then claimed her in a hot, bruising kiss. Hawke purred as she shared his taste with him, their tongues dueling, their hands petting muscles already slick with sweat.
“How does she taste, my friend?” Fenris asked him, making him break out in sweat. The images unfurling in his mind were making his hands shake. Maker, Hawke spread open, her legs on his shoulders while he licked and tasted her...He let a groan and gripped his straining shaft even harder.
“I don’t know...” he admitted, his voice hoarse and gravely, to the elf that pushed Hawke on her back and knelt between her legs.
“Honestly Sebastian? You have never licked this sweet pussy?” Fenris smirked and dipped a finger inside her gathering up her juices. He then made a show of licking his fingers, purring at her taste and musky smell. “She tastes...divine, my friend.”
“Fenris...” Hawke moaned and wiggled her hips towards him, silently begging him to finish what he had started. With a smile, Fenris complied and buried his face between her spread thighs.
Sebastian had to grip the armrest of the armchair with his free hand to stop himself from rushing to her for a taste as the lanky elf licked and sucked at her hot centre and her groans and moans filled the air. He felt both incredible lust and overwhelming envy, hearing her chant Fenris’ name as the elf pushed her over the edge in an orgasm that made her shriek and twist the bedcovers in her fists.
The elf gave her little time to compose herself from her mind-shattering orgasm, before turning her around and positioning her. He was hard again. This torture was going to continue. Sebastian closed his eyes again, his blood roaring in his ears, his erection a painful, fiery brand in his hand.
“On your knees, Hawke,” Fenris mumbled, his voice hoarse with desire making Sebastian’s eyes shoot wide open again and she shot the elf a mischievous smile before she turned around and bend over, bracing herself on her elbows, her luscious ass up in the air.
Fenris ran his hands down her spine, making goose bumps appear, before kneading her luscious flesh and running a finger from her oversensitive clit to the puckered opening of her ass.
“Where do you want me to take her, Sebastian?” he asked the prince, one finger dipping in her sheath, making her moan and writhe on the bed.
Sebastian dragged his eyes with some difficulty away from the spot where he could see the elf adding another finger inside her, and then a third. He was so enthralled with the sight of her pink, glistening flesh, he didn’t even register the question at first.
“Huh?” he managed to drag his eyes away long enough to acknowledge the elf.
“Up her cunt or up her ass, Sebastian?” Fenris asked, making both Hawke and Sebastian gasp and moan.
“Just fuck her,” Sebastian managed to whisper, his erection throbbing and jerking against his hand.
Hawke wiggled her hips at Fenris as he bend to lick at her puckered opening, his fingers stretching her sheath wide open.
“Answer me, my friend,” he insisted. “You wanted me to fuck her. Where? Shall I shove my dick up her cunt, and shoot my seed inside her womb?” he paused and gave a few hard thrusts with his fingers, making Hawke keen and shriek, “or rip her ass apart? What do you prefer?”
Sebastian gave a long, tortured groan. Maker help me, was his only coherent thought as he shot up from the chair and moved to the bed, pushing Fenris out of the way. The elf chuckled as the Prince unceremoniously shoved himself inside Hawke, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth thrust.
Fenris gathered his clothes, trying to avoid looking at the Prince and Hawke as the tall human pounded her with punishing force. Hawke was whimpering and panting Sebastian’s name and he was moaning like a man in pain, his hands gripping her hips with bruising force as he delivered one thrust after the other in a blinding, punishing rhythm.
It seemed the Prince was going to fuck Hawke into the next week.
Good, Fenris thought. Her plan had worked like a charm.
Little conniving minx!
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