Chapter 1
He circled around her slowly, capturing at much as his one good eye would let him. Out on the road, she was the Boss, the herald, the inquisitor. Everyone wanted or claimed a piece of her. Every now and then he saw the toll of that constant stress build in her. She wouldn't tease him as much, she would smile a little less, her light that would brighten any room would dim. This was when she needed him, and he her. Here, in his domain, she was his alone and he would claim all of her.
The Iron Bull finished adjusting the ropes that bound his Kadan. She was standing this time, her arms tied above her head. Her naked body pale in the candlelight could rival any goddess, the shadows flickered over the scars that covered her toned physique. Iron Bull loved using rope: it was adjustable, intimate. It balanced her weight when their lovemaking became amorous and gave him the security he needed that he wouldn't hurt her. The ropes brought out the best in both of them.
Walking around to meet her face to face, Iron Bull towered over his Kadan. He gently tied the silk blindfold over her emerald eyes. He watched her chest rise and fall faster, she was getting excited already, as was he. The urge to slip his fingers between her thighs, hearing her breath catch in her throat drove the blood straight to his groin. He resisted.
Stomping over to where he kept his toys, The Iron Bull cast his hand over the many contraptions they used. He stopped at the birch cane. Simple and effective. The Iron Bull removed the last of his armour and clothing and gave his erection a rough tug, he would have to wait a while before finding his release. This excited him more and he let out a soft growl.
Coming back to his bound Kadan, he stood behind her, not touching. He breathed in the scent of her hair,
"Kadan. My heart" He purred.
Nyree Trevelyan played the memory in her head over and over. He loves me. A wide smile spread across her lips and she held her half of the dragon tooth in her hands. She stared out at the mountains from her bedroom at Skyhold. A week he'd be gone. He had to leave the morning after she'd had given him his gift...and her three advisors had unwittingly walked in on Bull giving her his own gift. They hadn't much time to talk. Scout Harding had requested the assistance of The Bull's Chargers on her expedition to a new area due to their previous experience with Giants,
"Don't worry Inquisitor, I'll have him back to you in one piece" Krem smiled as the Chargers marched to the gates. Nyree blushed slightly, evidently their relationship was no longer a secret. The Iron Bull smiled his crooked smile as Krem walked past and came to stand opposite his employer. He took a step forward cupping the Inquisitor's buttock and gave it a good squeeze. He leaned down and they kissed, a soft growl escaped his throat,
"I'll be back before you know it, Kadan." He ran his fingers over the dragon tooth hanging from her neck and growled to himself again.
"Be safe, Bull" Nyree reached up and stroked his check on his blind side. His good eye closed as he savoured the contact
"Come on Chief! We're losing daylight" Krem called back to them. Bull smiled again and kissed her lightly before turning on his back and strode over to the Chargers, swinging his huge long sword over his broad shoulders. She loved everything about this man. The way he moved, talked. Even his scent drove her wild. He had awoken a side of her she never knew existed, offering up her complete trust and obedience that he knew what she needed and how she needed it. And oh maker he knew her well. On the fifth day Liliana called Nyreeto see her in in the rookery,
"Inquisitor, I've received word that Krem is to be returning today, he had a set of very specific instructions to be in place in time for Iron Bull's return" her faced looked concerned, Nyree's heart dropped,
"What has happened, is he alright!" Nyree yelled. Lilliana straightened,
"There is a note from Iron Bull for you," she handed Nyree the scroll,
Kadan,
Before you panic, the mission has been a success, Harding's camp is secured. You must ensure the instructions I've given be carried out in full. Krem will fill you in when he returns.
The Iron Bull
Nyree looked up at her spymaster confused,
"He has requested one of our jail cells be completely isolated, a chain and pully system installed using the strongest metals available. And it is to be manned by Krem only,"
Thoughts of giants crossed Nyree's mind. What on earth was he bringing back with him,
"What? Who are we incarcerating? Corypheus himself?"
"No Inquisitor, the cage is for Iron Bull"