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Magnetism	By : Crimsonberry Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 4411 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 4

I swallowed in a small amount of fear, but reached out to touch his face. He let me, for a second, then narrowed his eyes. I blocked my chest by crossing my arms over it, but he instead hopped up, erection bouncing slightly. I tried not to notice. I wrinkled my brow in confusion. He started to go through his things, finally producing his leather belt.
I tilted my head, wondering what he wanted to do with it, until he came over to kneel behind me, agilely wrapping it around my forearms and buckling it. I did not struggle, letting him do as he pleased. He came back into my vision and straddled me again.
“ I don’t want you touching me...I want you to learn to send the mana out at more points than just your mouth,” he said, voice low and almost seeming to mask a groan as he looked at me.
“ Besides, I feel like it’s time for you to be captive for once,” he says, pushing me to lay down on the bed rather harshly.
“ Kinky, Fenris. I did not know you liked this sort of thing,” I grinned at him.
He sighed and came up to force me into a rough kiss, teeth and tongue dominant between us.
He pulls back from me, and I raise an eyebrow.
“ Keep that damn mouth shut or I will gag you, too,” he spits, running his hands down my chest, causing a whimper to catch in my throat at the energy that his tattoos seemed to be giving off.
It seemed like it sort of worked both ways, his brands igniting pressure points in which my spiritual magic came flowing to like a wave. I had not noticed before, but the magic was attracted to the tattoos, like some sort of magnetism. I could not understand it, but somehow we had created a strange bond between my body and his. He groaned as he started to suck on my neck, making me shiver with delight. I bit down on my lip and closed my eyes, focusing on his touch. Fingertips down my chest, followed by his tongue and teeth, gently nipping at the bare skin. My body shook and I found myself pulling against the belt, wanting to just press his entire body against mine. Wanting to touch him so badly.
My fingers were still holding all my primary magic, and without control, wanted to reach out toward his skin.
He chuckled, which I had not really heard...ever. Even if it was because of me.
I always wished I could get him with a sly joke or two, but he had never budged. But there he was, a small smile on his lips as his tongue slid further and further down my abdomen.
“ F-fenris?” I asked, worried at his behavior.
He took a second to shush me, holding up my smallclothes, to which I bit a lip and shook my head. He put them back and I watched as my aching erection came closer and closer to his lips.
His lips.
Deliciously soft lips.
He stopped at a patch of skin right before my cock, and I growled in frustration.
“ Now, you know how I feel around you. That healing magic does more to me than you think, stupid mage,” he says, biting my inner thighs a bit hard as he roughly pried my legs apart.
My body jerked and I wanted to tell him to mind the soft skin there, but it was really too late for that. He bit down hard on my hip, causing me to jerk and shout as I felt his teeth break skin.
But I would admit, it was not entirely disagreeable.
A bit different than the first had been.
Apparently he got fed up with my noises and stuffed my underclothes into my mouth, to which I sighed. Then I got a bit worried where he would bite next. He went to the other hip, and I braced myself for the pain as he bit in again. He held his teeth in place longer this time. He waited until I felt much more blood escape. It was less painful, somehow.
“ Your magic is figuring out where to go, steadily, adapting,” he says, licking at the blood and smearing it up my lower stomach.
“ Sorry, I might have a little thing for mage blood,” he shrugs, grinning at me while my cock twitched without any attention.
“Have a little taste,” he says, reaching up to take the cloth out and planting another hard kiss on my lips.
He tasted of blood, lyrium, and sweat. It was a rather amazing combination. I sucked on his lip, bringing as much of his flavor into my mouth as I could, as it drove me crazy. My body burned with desire, craving release more than anything I could think of. I didn’t care if he killed me afterward.
I just needed...
Oh, Maker.
After tiring of teasing me, he had moved promptly down to lick the tip of my cock. I moaned loudly and arched up toward his face, to which he strongly pushed my pelvis down again.
“ No. You will suffer in pleasure until you can take it no longer,” Fenris whispered, breath tickling my erection.
I whimpered as he pressed on my hips to keep them down as he agonizingly took the tip into his mouth. I shivered as a wave of pleasure crashed through to where he was teasing. He sensed it as well, finally smirking before taking me completely into his mouth like he had sucked on my fingers the morning before. Like he was starving, and my manhood was the only thing that could satisfy him. His digits shook on me as he groaned, vibrating my skin beneath him.
It felt-
I could just-
Maker’s breath!
It hadn’t been so long that I had forgotten how nice a blow job was, but it was never like this. Energy pooled under his busy lips and mouth as he started to bob up and down on my erection. The only thing reminding me that this was the mortal world was the cut of the leather into my arms as I tried not to struggle under him. I could feel myself in danger of coming much sooner than I had expected with this treatment.
“ Fenris, I-I’m gonna come...y-you can-uhn-pull it out,” I barely managed to utter, my cock twitching in possibly the most astounding orgasm I had ever experienced up to this point in my life.
I was going to come hard, and if he didn’t get his mouth off right this second...
“ F-Fen..ris!” I screamed, body jerking and trembling as my toes curled.
Even he could not hold me down. I felt the sweet release as my seed pumped into his hot mouth.
He had refused to stop.
If I did not believe in the Maker, I would have called Fenris my god at that moment.
“ A-Andraste’s....fucking...knickers. What the hell...” I breathed out heavily, unable to gain my composure as my body buzzed with magic and pleasure, almost threatening to make me come again.
I closed my eyes and panted, not caring about the stupid leather belt, body spent completely. Fenris smirked down at me. I had never seen...this side of the elf.
“ It won’t stop, Fenris. It’s not stopping...” I laughed, feeling as if I was going crazy in a literal sense.
I would have to research this.
It was completely ridiculous.
And Fenris was ridiculously sexy.
Maker, I almost wanted him to top me, instead.
He came up to grin at me,eyes scanning over my body, reaching back to undo the belt. I hardly noticed my hands becoming free as I raised them above my head and plopped them down. Fenris came up close to me and I brought him down into a fierce kiss, which in retrospect, was probably not helping me calm down. As we broke apart, I noticed the shining brands on his tongue.
Maker, his tongue.
“ Is it supposed to do that?” I ask, pointing to his mouth, amazed I was able to make conversation feeling like this.
“ I don’t think all my tattoos are always visible unless enough mana has come into contact with them,” he says, eyes hooded in pleasure as well due to the joining of our magics.
I nodded, not knowing if I cared about what was behind the logic of it. I found some strength to finally pull my covers up.
Fenris was curled up next to me, like a million wishes had been granted this night.
I was worried that he was secretly a desire demon trying to tempt me. But Justice usually kept them far away. I could tell that it was still Fenris. He was being influenced by my magic, changing so drastically around me.
How could we go from lethal enemies to...lovers overnight?
One touch?
He mentioned that my healing spells did something to him?
Ugh.
I could think later.
My mind was spinning. His snowy white head was pressed against my upper arm, body arching toward me. I think he was more exhausted than me.
I could not have-...well...sucked anyone off after that experience.
He had stamina and strength, I had to hand that to him.
I felt my lids grow heavy, and I pulled up the fur and cloth over us. He seemed to be drifting off, already, so I softly put an arm around him, drifting off into rather peaceful sleep for a former Warden.....
“ Blondie...Psst! Anders!” I awoke to a whisper in my ear.
I blinked and saw Varric crouched next to me near the entrance of the tent.
“ I was sent to wake you two up. You know I would never discriminate your sexual partnerships, but doesn’t he want to kill you? A little unhealthy for you, don’t you think?” he kept his voice low.
Oh.
Shit.
I looked next to me, and there was Fenris, spooning me from behind, still dozing.
“ Um. It’s not what it looks like?” I said with a cheeky smile, realizing I had been caught.
He sighed in good humor, but still talked like Fenris was a dangerous animal that should not be awoken.
“ He had a lot to drink last night. If that’s the case, then you should get out of there. Even Hawke is scared of him in the morning,” he says softly.
I stare seriously back at him.
“ You can’t tell anyone about this. He will have my head, heart, and whatever fun things he decides to pull out of my body as well,” I whisper back.
Varric shrugs and holds back a chuckle.
“ You have my promise. I swear on all my wealth, my manhood, and guild standing that I will not breathe a word. Nobody would believe it, anyway,” he says, leaving and doing the tent back up.
“ Thank you," I say, relieved at having the good luck of him finding us besides Hawke or Isabela.
He can be heard in the distance talking to Hawke,“ The elf is hung over. Blondie needs more beauty rest, and he’s having a bad hair day.”
“ Fine, fine. Fenris is no good at this type of arrangement anyway. Too many mages. Merrill, you’re the doctor for the day. Now don’t cut yourself too much over it, though," I could hear Hawke bark out.
I chuckled softly and looked to the man beside me.
He looked docile, content, and lovely.
I was pretty sure a kiss on the head was out of the question, still, so I had to stop myself. I was a pillow talking, cuddling kind of guy, but only when I was in love. Fenris really was not. I was still amazed at the night before, and the fact he had stayed in my bed. Hopefully he wouldn’t be too surprised.
I certainly never had so many problems with a lover before this.
Nor quite as many pleasures.
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