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Kink!Meme prompt: Fenris and Isabela sleep with each other, as we know. Fenris also falls for Isabela, but knows she's not exactly the person for long-term commitment. He wants her to stay, but is much too inexperienced in relationship things to know what he could do to woo her, especially since they only ever had casual sex, no strings attached.

Cue Fenris trying to overcompensate by wanting to sleep with her all the time, since that seems to be the only possible reason Isabela likes coming back to him. Would love a happy end where Isabela reveals she loves him, too. :3

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More Serious Than Expected

'Why her?'

He keeps asking himself the same question over and over again as he leaps into the air to disperse the small group of night-time attackers.

'Why this woman?'

His blade scythes through two archers but he barely notices, his body is going through the motions while his mind is elsewhere, with her.

It's not Hawke. It might have been once upon a time but their moment came and went without so much as a hint of anything but mutual interest and a vague sense of obligation. No, not Hawke.

Her name is Isabela and she is a pirate, a thief, a story teller and the most selfish, wanton being he has ever met. And Fenris can't get enough of her.

She comes to his mansion when she feels like it and climbs into his lap in front of the fire. By the time she settles down with her arms around his neck, her mouth licking, biting at his lips, she has shed her blades, one step at a time from the moment she walked through the door.

When her bare thighs move against his leather clad once, Fenris is already hard from watching her leaving a deadly shiny trail in her wake. She is naked so to speak but with Isabela you can never be too sure. Just when you think she has let down her defences a hidden blade slices through your skin, reminding you not to get too carried away. Not to dare to much. Fenris can take what is offered but he should not assume that he can take liberties.

And that is fair enough. Their arrangement, for want of a better word, suits them. They both get pleasure out of their encounters and it should be fine, and it is.

'Except it is not.'

They talk in between. Sweat cooling heated skin. Sometimes they share a bottle of wine and maybe some food if Fenris can find some. It surprised him at first how hungry sex can make you. Isabela had laughed when he had voiced this observation, her head thrown back, unruly hair for once not contained by a blue bandana.

Fenris wonders sometimes whether she truly knows how lovely she is, especially after he has shagged he in front of his fire. He suspects she does.

He also wonders what she would look like with the first light of day on her skin but these encounters are always on her terms and by the time the sun rises she is gone, leaving only teeth marks on his body, and the scent of woman and sex and the sea in his bed.

And then it hits him. Between when the last attacker hits the ground and Fenris sheaths his two-handed sword, he suddenly gets it.

'She makes me happy.'

Not just the obvious happy but the time in between when they talk or when they are out with Hawke on another unreal or absurd adventure.

Sure, they argue about points of view and that's fine because eventually they either agree or simply agree to disagree and nothing has changed between them but the fact that they got another glimpse of who they are as people. And they both come back for more. That is Isabela offers and Fenris accepts her terms.

'What are you doing later?' It's just past midnight but he doesn't care.

Isabela turns to him, surprise written all over her face before she catches herself and smirks. She is splattered in blood just like him. 'I think I need a bath,' she opens her arms and hands, pointedly looking down her own body. 'Do you think I need a bath?'

Fenris tries hard not to smile. 'I happen to have a tub in my mansion.'

'Oooh, will you scrub my back?'

'I will even wash your hair,' he offers and his cock twitches as he catches her licking her lips in response.

'Then it appears, I'll be washing my hair tonight.'