12 pieces a dragon age fan fiction

Sun-KissedAss CH. 1

-Hawke-

"Another one from Isabela?" His words were cold and sharp, as usual.

I turned to him, his slouched yet strong posture carried through those strong shoulders of his. If he were human, the man in front of him would sure have thick shoulders.

He then leaned on the wall and propped a bare foot against the other one.

"Yeah, she has reached the south coast, she said that its very green there, and no smell of wet dogs, or rotting corpses." I sighed. "And then she carries on about how beautiful the ocean is and the feel of the salt grime in her hair."

"Wish you went with her?" His question was blunt, there was no bite to it, it was just the normal knowledge seeking tone he carried throughout our lessons. Which I then realized that he was in my office for that purpose. I turned to him and gave him a side smile. "I would be a horrible sailor, I don't do so well with the motion." I then remembered the ship ride to Kirkwall and I immediately became sick. I then folded the letter and stuck it back with the other ones. I then felt sad, and silly at the same time. Everyone was safe and fine, yet I still partially worried for their safety. I kept the letters in piles on my desk, each pile from a different sender. All which spoke of happiness and no sign of coming back. 7 years of drinks in the Hangman and funny visits to the blooming rose ceased to continue after the incident it was a wonder I was still safe being in the estate. I sighed heavily when I noticed I was lost in thought and Fenris stood patiently waiting for my attention to come back. He looked worried for a slight moment and then it drifted away almost instantly.

It occurred to me at this moment that I was indeed filling the loneliness. I was yes not alone, but Bohdan and Sandel wasn't even here any more. Orana was of course still here, and she did well keeping the house in check.

But that was not the problem.

I smiled up at Fenris. I was sure he could see how empty it was, but I did so any ways. "Missing them won't make them come back you know." Fenris crossed the threshold and sat on the desk he kept the small book close to him. I then leaned on the desk too. "Of course." I laughed. "Hunting them down individually and coming up with a good excuse as to why we should have a get together, will make them come back." I looked at him. Fenris was in silence, for if he didn't have anything good to say, he said nothing. It was hard for him to grasp some emotions, for they were taken away from him, and replaced with Lyrium. And I understood that.

"I'm sorry, I'm being a ass." I apologized immediately for I was being selfish again. They all deserved a better life then following me around on suicide missions. Fenris just raised a brow. His short stature lifted his whole body off the ground making his legs dangle off the side. "Its just weird that the only company I now keep are 2 ex slaves." His brows then knitted together, this was a immediate reaction when he grew angry. I imagine he wanted to say a whole bunch of things to me in that foreign tongue of his, but he stopped and looked up from his bangs, green orbs stared me down angrily.

"Two ex slaves that owe their lives to you."

I smiled. "I told you years ago you don't owe me anything. Your presence in itself is payment enough." I could tell Fenris cockiness was going show through when I spoke of his constant banters of the pleasure of being at my side. I was instantly drawn to his scent when I remembered his tone and sexy way of carrying himself even with a sword strapped to his back half his weight. I got that sudden urge to want to skip today's class.

"And here I am, Its been 8 years since we first met, and yet I still follow you." "You just cant get enough of my charm." He laughed. "Oh yes, and that stunning wit, suave posture, and flirtatious since of humor." I drew in closer to him. "Oh and did I mention I was quite handsome in bed?" The shorter man's chuckled ran through the room. "Oh yes handsome indeed." His grin was full and real. I was about to make use of those wonderful lips of his when they started to move again. "So are the stanzas in this here text." I stared at him in realization. He then hopped off the desk and held the book up. I pushed away from the desk, and made my way over to him. I knew what he wanted and I guess he was right, we needed to get todays studies out of the way, or we would never get to them. I reached for the book, and was about to make my way out of the room. When the book didn't leave the grip of the others hand. I looked down at the elf, I was about to let go when he jerked the leather bound out of my hand and tossed it across the room. I was then being pushed by strong arms against the wall. His lips contacted with my own and that familiar tongue glazed across my lips. My mouth instantly opened and my lust took over I grabbed his shoulders and tossed him around, throwing him onto the desk my neat piles went into the floor. Fenris pulled away for a moment to move a letter opener that was about to stab him in the back, and tossed it into the wall, it landing in the forehead of that statue he hated so much. I only managed to notice that because the statue came crashing down off the wall. I growled under my voice, and he grinned evilly. I then bit his lip, and a angry sound emitted from his lungs. I could taste him, and I was about to claim victory by slipping my hands under his tunic, when he kicked me off with one foot, and proceeded to tackle me to the tiled floor. My head smacked onto the floor and I received a happy gesture from the one who's legs where wrapped around me, his hands pulled at my sash. I smirked as I strike him down with my shoulder, pushing him off as he took half my attire with him. I them pinned both his arms on the fire lit floor, and shoved my tongue down his throat. His mouth tasted of iron and his tongue fought back , as he thrashed under my hold, he was strong he was perhaps stronger than me, but I was bigger, and I had all my weight holding him down. I knew once I removed one of my hands to disconnect that dreadful tunic of his that he would indeed punch me. So instead I pulled away from his swollen lips, and leaned down to untie it with my teeth. It was then that a blue aura of light emitted from his body. He was getting angry.

I like it when he is angry.

It was satisfying how easy it untied as I gave the silk a good tug. No words were exchanged just glares and grunts. As I smiled, he became a nightlight. It was until I had his whole chest exposed that he smiled back up at me through his bangs. He then bucked upwards and managed to get both legs free in one swift motion. It was that moment that I remembered why I normally lost all wrestling matches with the ex body guard. He then wrapped both his legs around my neck pushed me back until I released his arms then he leaned up grabbing my jaw and slamming his mouth to mine, my nose rang in alarm as I could feel the impact loosened blood. His tongue was again the dominate one as I made yet another backwards impact with the tile. My head was starting to get dizzy when his legs disconnected them selves and he proceeded to untie my pants, his mouth still occupying mine as I felt his hair against my for-head. His swift lean fingers had the double knot undone in nearly seconds I figured since he was making do with my pants that I would do his. I sloppily undid his tight pants. I could feel the pressure being relieved from my front side of my bottom half when he pulled the string out of my pants. I was sure there was going to be a mad rope burn when I looked, but that's not what irked me. Why the hell did he do that? I then tore through the front of his pants pulling the string from them like it was a race. In fact for the split second that we stopped and gave the other a gaze it was sure we had the same thing in mind.

I then reached around and wrapped one of his wrists with the string. I was about to grab the other one when it slipped out of my hold, and came crashing down at my unhappy neglected member. A sudden surge of pleasure sent through my spine like a snake. He grabbed it with force, but it was gentle at the same time. My un-functional hands then fondled with the string before I untangled them and decided to return the favor. For the split second my brain fired a working sell; I conjured a elemental spell bracing my finger tips and ran them across his Lyrium scared penis. This proved to be a weakness that I conquered over. His hold weakened. I allowed my finger tips to become hot like brimstone as I gently stroked the pulsating member. His groan of pleasure was payment enough as his attempts to satisfy me died. I was sure he was getting angrier by the minuet as I used this weakness against him. I continued the upward motion as I decided to watch that red face of his. He then started back at my erection after taking in the pleasure for a bit, and his furry filled eyes opened.

And that's when he licked his lips.

I began to twitch, letting the warm fire element get replaced with that of electricity. The sudden shocks sent him arching his back and he growled loudly. That sound was enough for me to loose any function from my cranium. I pushed off the floor with my elbows, moving my grip to embracing the small of his back with both hands His expression rang of his missing guard and question of why the pleasure ended. I turned to the empty desk and gently pushed him chest first into the oak surface, releasing the pants last fight to grip his tight butt. The garment then took its place at his ankles as I leaned forward pressing my penis against that sun-kissed ass of his. Sweet words rumbled around in my deep voice box as I lick the brim to his ear.

"Garrett" He whispered.

And there it was, my keyword. I then took my position, grasping his butt cheeks with my scared hands and pushing towards the middle with my thumbs. When one brushed the tight middle, his body ceased to flinch he was about to relax, when I forced it in, and in return my desk received a dent, his glowing fist smacked the surface and a foreign curse emitted from his teeth. I leaned down to calm him, sending trails of wet apologies down his shinning spine. I allowed my tongue to trace the markings, moving one of my hands downwards and around to his groin grasping the shaft and continued the upwards motion in the same beat as my thumb occupying his hind quarters. I ran a finger across the tip of the sensitive erecting, and a loose wetness covered it. . "Fenris, my Fenris" I whispered into his shoulder blades. In response I received a series of moans. I was sure his brain wasn't working ether. I removed my finger just in time from its crevasse to be replaced with a thicker object. I felt every muscle in his back tense under my jaw as I slowly inserted myself. His warmth, the tightness, His pain became mine as I forced myself in. He punched the desk again, this time, more forceful.

"festis bei umo canaverum."

Oh God did I love it when he cursed me in his tongue. At those deep, passionate fueled words I began to pull out, his head slung forward and I pushed back in, I kept the same pace to his front side moving my hand at that speed of my hips, making it seem as it was one movement. I allowed my whiskers to brush his soft skin of his back and I braced his body with my free arm. I could fill his heat, and after several repeats of the slow in and out motion, I began to pick up the pace. The sensation was painful, yet satisfying. The poor wooden desk slammed against the wall with every thrust. And so did Lyrium infused screams echoed the room.

That moment darkness hit, I felt the covers pulling me half way up the bed and my head laid in the dirt, a small pool of blood, and that's when I felt the burn. I groaned as I tried to push myself off the floor when those familiar bare feet came over towards me. Fenris lead down and shoved a hand onto my mouth. giving me a look of death. It was then, did I notice his sword was in his other hand.

It was dark and quite, no sound was hurried through our small secluded hut. I was about to ask what was making my love so paranoid when I hear the soft knocking sound coming from the door. Fenris then released my face and he gently got out of his crouching form to stand by the door. I slowly untied myself from my covers, ignoring my roaring erection and reached for my bladed staff. I took my position to the other end of the door and went to open it, pushing the memory of our last night in the estate out of my mind.