This piece was originally a one shot by SilentStormSociety but will now be continued and co-authored with EltasAldaron31.
"Back again I see."
Leliana glanced around at the sound of the hauntingly hypnotic tone of a woman. But she saw no one, only endless planes of trees surrounded her. Was she hearing things? She had heard countless tales and hauntings taking place in the Korcari Wild's, was she to be yet another victim?
"Hello?"
Leliana held a hand to her brow, shielding her eyes from the bright sun as a woman emerged from behind one of the many trees. She was gorgeous to be sure, slender but toned, similar in height to Leliana with flawless ivory skin and the most piercing golden globes for eyes, framed beautifully by a few strands of dark locks. The rest of the woman's hair had been tied back into a relaxed bun.
She strode confidently toward the nun; the leather tassels of her skirt smacked lightly against knee-length boots with her every step, twisting and swaying as she grew nearer. But it wasn't the woman's legs Leliana's eyes settled on, oh no, it was her almost bare chest exposed to the world for all to see, her cherry-colored blouse was in the shape of a U, it just covered all the appropriate places.
"Do not be alarmed; I am no foe. You may call me, Morrigan. And you are?"
Leliana's heart beat faster as her gaze landed on the staff holstered behind Morrigan's back. She must be a witch. I never expected one to be so beautiful.
"I am Leliana. You have seen me before?"
A small smile tugged at Morrigan's lips as she crossed her arms and took another step closer, just bordering on the edge of Leliana's personal space. She smelled of lilacs and lavender after a rainy day; the scent was divine.
"Indeed I have. Every day this week in fact. What is it you are doing? You stroll and trample through my woods, pick a flower with no alchemical properties, and leave."
"Oh, yes the flower! Andraste's Grace!"
"You named a flower after your god?" Morrigan shook her head and rolled her eyes with a tsk tsk.
Leliana decided to ignore the comment. "I am collecting them as I prepare to take my final vows to the chantry. I am to acquire one sacred flower every day this week. Then, at the end of the week, I will weave them together into a crown resembling my purity and go through with the ceremony.
Morrigan raised an eyebrow and tilted her head, "What sort of vow?"
"The Vow of Celibacy. After tomorrow, I will refrain from the acts of love, for the rest, of my life."
The witch's eyes snapped wide, her golden suns nearly bulged out of her skull. "'Tis ridiculous! The chantry forcing this upon their firmest supporters no less."
"Hey! It is my choice! And the Maker's way, it is my destiny."
"To refrain from sex? Tell me, nun." Morrigan fully intruded on Leliana's personal space now, "Have you ever experienced the ways of love?"
Morrigan's face was an inch from her own, soft tufts of air gusted lightly across her cheek.
"Maybe n-not in the traditional sense, n-no." Leliana's voice quivered, her limbs began to shake as her heart began to thunder wildly. Her breath hitched when Morrigan pressed a long-fingered hand to her chest and gently backed her against a tree and slowly pressed their bodies together. The mage's silky smooth hands came to rest on her hips. Leliana was breathing harder now; she was trying desperately to remain calm and poised, but the effect this woman had on her was overwhelming. She felt a hollowness in her abdomen, a curious flutter rise in her chest as heat pulled at her core. Blue sapphires trailed down the witch's long elegant neck and once again settled on the valley inches from her face.
It took every bit of sheer willpower Leliana had left in her to keep herself from propelling forward face first into those glorious mounds. She wanted Morrigan to suffocate her with them; then she could die happy and not have to deal with these pesky feelings ballooning within her.
Morrigan stretched a palm out past Leliana's head and leaned against the tree, her other hand trailing down between Leliana's bosoms, drawing light circles. "If you like, I would be willing to show you what you are giving up. Everyone should experience the act at least once, hmmm?"
The witch's whisper was a husky one. She had a sultry look in her eye that sent a shiver through Leliana's spine; goosebumps raised on her arms as Morrigan tucked a stray strand of unruly red hair behind Leliana's ear.
"I s-suppose I am a little curious."
A wicked grin crossed the erogenous witch's features. "Follow me then, if it pleases you, your first time should not be sullied by the filth of a forest. I live in a small cottage not far from here."
Leliana froze a moment; her body paralyzed against the tree. Was she really doing this? She definitely wanted to. And did she want to lose her virginity to the sexy stranger with the exceedingly gorgeous body of ivory toned skin she had just only met? The one with the fierce eyes and overwhelming beauty with a voice dripping with ecstasy? Yes, yes she did.
She remembered how to move again when the witch slipped slim fingers between Leliana's and urged her along, a warm smile in place. "Do not be afraid, Leliana."
Leliana's heart lifted, that was the first time Morrigan had said her name. She would never grow tired of hearing it fall from those full crimson lips.
It wasn't long before the trees they weaved through broke into a clearing. They crossed a bridge overlooking a small cottage near a large pond. Though there was nothing substantially eloquent about the place, it was beautiful in its natural habitat, cozy and most importantly, private. This is where my life will change. A special moment will happen here tonight as this beautiful witch takes my blood, my innocence, my purity. Praise be to Andraste for this choice.
Morrigan stopped to gage Leliana's reaction and shot her another warm smile before tightening her grasp and leading Leliana to the dark sandalwood door of the cottage.
"Welcome." Morrigan offered as she opened the door and motioned for Leliana to enter first. The cottage consisted of a single room, small in size and consisted only of the most basic of furniture. A table, a chair, a cauldron, an end table and of course…a bed. Leliana swallowed as she imagined what forbidden events might take place atop those clean bedsheets.
The door closed behind her, but before she could turn, firm hands gently grasped her shoulders from behind, squeezing slightly.
"Are you ready, Leliana?" Morrigan whispered in that husky whisper of hers, "Are you ready to give yourself to me?"
Slowly, Leliana nodded. Morrigan continued to rub and knead her shoulders, adding thumbs to the mix, making small, wonderful circles. She began to breathe normally again as she relaxed, slinking slightly into Morrigan. She could feel the witch's glorious breasts pucker, her hardened nipples brushing through their thin clothing.
Those attentive hands began to rub lower, moving down Leliana's back and snaking around her waist. Morrigan let out a light breath near the chantry sister's ear before pressing light kisses along her neck, ending the trail with one long alluring lick. Arousal exploded inside Leliana at the sensation of the slick tongue, and they hadn't even done anything yet!
Carefully, the witch spun Leliana around and stepped closer, causing Leliana to take a step back, then she did the same again and again until the backs of Leliana's knees came in contact with the edge of the bed. The witch tightened her grip on Leliana's waist before allowing her to fall backward; Morrigan toppled over her. The mage straightened her posture and heaved her chest out proudly as she slid her too small blouse over her head and tossed it behind her while maintaining eye contact, then did the same with her binding.
Morrigan lifted her weight off Leliana just enough to urge her to shimmy up the bed. Once red hair met the luxuriousness of a pillow, Morrigan began to pull away the nuns' robes. Leliana kept her eyes on Morrigan as she allowed herself to be stripped until she was completely devoid of clothing. Leliana found her own anxious hands reaching for Morrigan's leather skirt, fiddling with the buckles, her attempts became frantic as she grew embarrassed at not being able to get the wretched garment off fast enough. Morrigan's hands covered her own with a small smile before she expertly did away with the garment herself. Finally, they were both naked. Leliana lay back against the pillow in awe at having such a beautiful woman straddle her.
Her eyes raked the witches magnificent bust and curvy hips and traveled lower to her nether regions. The wiry hairs there were already glistening with the witch's arousal, it pleased Leliana to no end that this sexy witch could ever desire her in such a way.
Her eyes snapped back up to Morrigan as she was caught gawking at the witch's crotch. She could feel herself blushing.
"Do not be embarrassed. You may look as much as you like, touch…taste, whatever pleases you."
Leliana's already red face turned redder just then. Morrigan let out a light laugh as she took Leliana's hand and guided it between her slick legs. A groan escaped Leliana as the wetness coated her fingers. Morrigan was dripping with need, dripping for her. The witch pushed against Leliana's index and middle fingers, guiding them further into her sopping heat, gently the witch swayed and let out a few quick breaths of relief. She felt incredible; Leliana wanted to do more, but she wasn't sure what.
Then Morrigan grasped Leliana by the wrist and pulled her out, bringing her shiny fingers up to crimson lips. The witch first pressed a kiss to those sticky digits before opening her mouth and sucking them in, her hot tongue swirling and sucking. An involuntary buck arose from Leliana's hips as her breathing labored and passion burned through her at the erotic display.
Once Morrigan had sucked the chantry sister's fingers completely clean, she let go with an auditory pop and leaned over Leliana, and finally connected their lips for the first time. Leliana saw stars as Morrigan kissed her, the kiss was soft and sensual. Both women let out a hum of approval simultaneously.
The witch's hands busied themselves with the exploration of Leliana's body. Attentive fingers rubbed small delicate circles on her hips before travelling to her shoulders and neck, breasts then stomach, buttocks, and thighs before Morrigan ripped her mouth away and sucked in a nipple, eliciting a long moan from Leliana. Then the mage kissed down her valley and lower until she reached where the writhing redhead wanted her most. She bucked her hips up toward the hot wanting mouth, ready to feel, ready for pleasure.
"Are you ready, Leliana? This will be the last time I ask. After this, there is no turning back."
A plethora of thoughts raced through Leliana just then. Was Morrigan a test sent by the Maker himself? A trial of some sort? Faith untested was meaningless, it would make sense to be sent temptation. If I am suppose to overcome the temptation that is Morrigan than forgive me, Maker, for I am weak!
Leliana nodded furiously at the witch between her legs, giving her the go-ahead command. Her head shot back against the pillow roughly as she arched her back and a hand sprang to the back of Morrigan's head pressing her face firmly against Leliana's sopping sex. She bucked into Morrigan's talented mouth until she glimpsed heaven and was brought back again.
If she were being truthful, she would defy her faith a thousand times over just to sin in this way with Morrigan. Leliana was so close, so close she was almost there… but then Morrigan eased off, slipping up Leliana's sweat-slicked body and bringing their mouths together as she delicately slipped two long fingers between Leliana's soaked folds.
The witch held her fingers still when Leliana clinched around them at the fierce sting, clutching onto Morrigan tightly as the witch kissed her hard, distracting her from the pain. Morrigan slipped her tongue between wet, wanting lips; encouraging Leliana's tongue to wrestle with her own. The chantry sister eagerly shoved her tongue into Morrigan as the witch pressed her fingers further up her core into Leliana's tightness, her inner walls fluttering around smooth fingers.
Morrigan sucked on her tongue another moment before letting go to begin pumping a gentle but steady pace for Leliana to ride. The witch sucked at her neck as Leliana arched again, her body writhing beneath Morrigan's ministrations as she neared her peak again. A thumb snuck out to circle her clit as well, bringing her hips to thrust more erratically until she was shoved over the edge and her first orgasm crashed over her. She came with a long shrill shriek, body convulsing with pleasure before collapsing back onto the bed, breathless.
Her eyes began to roll back into her head as Morrigan settled between her legs again, their mounds pressed together as she kissed at Leliana's collarbone.
"Stay with me, Leli," Morrigan whispered.
Leliana forced her eyes to open and smiled when greeted by the sight of the beautiful grinning witch still on top of her. Wrapping her arms around Morrigan's neck, she pulled the woman in for a fervent kiss. Leliana felt pressure on her sex at that moment; her companion had started to grind down against her with fervor. She kissed the witch harder, thrusting her pelvic bone into the witch as much as she could in an attempt to help while also grabbing the witch's firm backside and pulling her impossibly closer.
Morrigan's breathing grew frantic as her thrusts became frenzied until she was shrieking with pleasure just as Leliana had. She fell into a heap on Leliana, spent.
Both women laid there cuddling the other, perfectly content. Leliana had no idea how long they stayed like that until Morrigan pulled a blanket over their naked bodies and kissed her again wishing her a goodnight. That's when Leliana noticed night had fallen.
"Morrigan?" she whispered.
"Hmmm?"
"Thank you."
"What will you do now I wonder?"
That was a good question. Leliana couldn't go back now. She had no intention of giving up the act of sex after what Morrigan had shown her. It had been mind-blowing, earth-shattering even, something she was desperate to repeat again and again, preferably with Morrigan.
"Calm yourself, Leliana."
Leliana gave Morrigan a puzzled look. She hadn't said anything.
"Your thoughts are loud," Morrigan answered. "Look, you do not need to decide anything right now. You are free to stay here as long as you like."
"You wouldn't mind?"
"'Tis lonely, all alone in my cottage. And cold as winter approaches, I have no qualms with you warming my bed."
Leliana pressed another passionate kiss to the witch's lips; she couldn't convey her gratitude with just one kiss, so she sank lower to the depths of Morrigan…
