Summary: Hawke is angry with the people of Kirkwall and sets out to take her unorthodox revenge. Little does she know that she's in for her own surprise.
Rating: M - adult sexual situations and slight language
Notes: This story was an answer to a DA kink meme. Pairing is Hawke (F) x OC as well as slight Hawke (F) x Arishok
Disclaimer: Only the OC (Lucino) belongs to me. Everything else is Bioware's. I just played in their backyard.
A Show for Whom?
Hawke angrily strode into the Blooming Rose after a very frustrating meeting with Viscount Dumar. The man was getting on her nerves. His inability to do anything when it came to the struggles of Kirkwall were making him less and less popular with the people of the city and Hawke despised his weakness. Not that the man had much going for him to begin with.
Hawke hated having to be his errand girl. She didn't really care that much for the struggles of the city. The only reason she involved herself was to honor the memory of her mother and for the extra money...and the qunari.
When the viscount sent her on errands to the qunari compound, Hawke gladly performed those errands with an extra hop in her step and excitement coursing through her veins. Nowhere else in the region could a woman find a more glorious display of half naked, beautifully muscled male flesh. Especially the Arishok. Now there was the embodiment of every woman's wet dreams and fantasies if ever one existed.
With images of the Arishok's body floating through her mind's eye and an inner fire heating her blood, Hawke increase her stride to Madam Lusine, the proprietress of the Blooming Rose. She had an itch that needed a thorough scratching and the proprietress had any number of suitable man meat that could help with said itch.
"Ah, Serah Hawke! How wonderful to see you again," Madam Lusine greeted Hawke as she approached. "Your patronage is always welcome at the Blooming Rose. What services may I offer you today?" Hawke smiled at the proprietress and glanced around the lounge at the men and women displaying and emphasizing their various assets.
Madam Lusine was a lot more civil to her now than the first time Hawke had entered The Rose. But then again Hawke did frequent the brothel at least once a week now. She had needs that needed to be met and the men and women of the Blooming Rose where more than willing and capable to meet those needs. The money-grubbing Madam had gotten more than her fair share of the coin from Hawke's generous coffers, especially after the deep roads expedition. She didn't mind though. She actually grew to like the sometimes crochety woman.
Normally Hawke would have taken any one of the whores present, but not today. Today she was in the mood for the kind of thorough pounding that only a few men could deliver with the right amount of violence and force needed without going overboard.
Hawke spied Lucino sitting at a table talking to some of his fellow prostitutes. She'd had the dark-haired Antivan any number of times before and knew he would give her just what she needed. He had provided her with more pleasure than she could begin to recall and hadn't even shied away from some of her more exotic fantasies. Lucino was one of her favorite men servicing in the establishment. And he was not easily embarrassed or thwarted. 'Oh yes,' Hawke thought to herself, 'he will serve my needs nicely.'
Reaching into her coin purse, Hawke withdrew the two required sovereigns plus an extra one and gave them to Madam Lusine. "I'll take Lucino today."
"Very good, Serah. I'll have one of the rooms prepare promptly and-"
"No need," interrupted Hawke. "I have something else in mind."
Madam Lusine quirked an eyebrow at Hawke. "As you wish." Hawke smirked at Madam Lusine and walk over to collect her evening's entertainment.
"May I ask where we are going, and what kind of desirous plans you have going through that beautifully wicked mind of yours, querida mía?" Lucino asked as they made their way through Lowtown. Hawke turned to him and gave him a small wicked grin.
"Well," Hawke replied, "we are going to fulfill one of my more recent fantasies today." She gave him a sultry look and, taking hold of his hand, quickened their pace. Lucino grinned and followed along willingly.
They made their way toward one of the farthest reaches of Lowtown. There they entered a small little secluded area that overlooked the stairs leading down to the docks. Hawke had found the place at one point when she was exploring the area and hadn't been able to get the little nook out of her mind. It was perfect and hard to find. She had fantasized about coming here and getting ravished as the people below went about their business to and from the docks. She had dreamed about gasping out her orgasm just as a group of people walked by and taking immense pleasure at their discomfort and outrage.
Hawke despised the people of Kirkwall. She despised their prejudices, their petty squabbles and their seemingly inability to do wipe their own asses without someone holding their hand the entire time, much less helping. Hawke liked throwing a wrench in their systems. She liked being the cause of scandal and outrage amongst all the people of the city. The only exceptions being the elves and the qunari. Hawke had nothing against either group and in a way respected them. Besides, the elves pretty much kept to themselves in the alienage and the qunari never left the compound. She had no reason to think that they'd witness this "show".
Hawke stood in front of the small stone barrier overlooking the stairs. She watched people standing around gossiping or going about their business and grinned. 'Oh yes,' she thought. 'This will serve my needs perfectly. This is just what I want.'
Rounding on Lucino, Hawke grabbed him behind his head and roughly pulled his mouth down to hers. Catching him only slightly off guard, she started devouring his mouth with growing enthusiasm. Taking his cue from her actions, Lucino pulled her against his rapidly hardening groin and ground himself into her. They both moaned at the sensation and Hawke nipped at his lips in response. Forcing his tongue into her mouth, Lucino plundered her sweet cavern and wrestled with her tongue, silently demanding her submission. He had been with Hawke enough times to know that the usually dominate woman liked being dominated in the bedroom...or so to speak. After a few minutes of silently proclaiming his dominance, Lucino felt Hawke relax against him and submit to his will.
Hawke felt Lucino back her up against the back wall, pinning her there with his body. She let out a soft moan at the feel of his muscled chest crushed up against her aching breasts. She felt him nip his way over her jaw to her ear, teasing the sensitive lobe with his teeth, tongue and breath. The feel of his mouth licking, sucking, and nibbling at her ear sent shivers throughout her body and a fire shot straight to her core. Unable to keep her hands still, Hawke forced them between their bodies and went about unbuckling and unlacing the belt and trousers of her lover. Right as Hawke was about to pull him free of his pants, Lucino grabbed her wrists and forced them over her head, successfully pinning her to the wall. "What is your wish, mi enchantadora?" he whispered huskily in her ear. "What do you desire?"
Lucino trailed his lips down the side of her neck to the spot where it joined the shoulder and lightly nipped and sucked at the soft satiny skin he found there. Hawke thrilled at the feel of his mouth on her neck. She tilted her head to the side to give him better access as he licked the already reddening love bite that had started to form. She moaned and shifted her hips forward towards the impressive bulge in his pants, seeking the kind of friction her body craved. Lucino ground himself against her, catching her in just the right spot, and Hawke let out a slightly too loud moan.
He pulled his head back and stared into Hawke's eyes. They were dilated in with passion and raw desire was written on every feature of her face. Lucino ground against her one more time and then pulled the rest of his body away from her delicious heat, keeping only her wrists pinned to the wall. Hawke let out a small cry in protest and outrage at the loss.
"What is your wish?" Lucino reiterated more intensely than before.
Hawke looked over his beautiful features and wondered how he had gotten into the business of prostitution. Was he forced into it like most people were or did he come into the profession willingly? It was amazing that, with as many times she had paid for his services and as much time as she had spent in his presence, she had never before thought to ask. 'Well, I guess more pleasurable topics were taking precedence in my mind,' Hawke thought to herself. She chuckled silently at that.
Lucino cocked an eyebrow at her, a look of expectation on his face. Hawke was about to tell him what she had been thinking when she remembered he was waiting for an answer to his question. Only then did Hawke remember what she had brought Lucino here for.
"Over there," Hawke said tilting her head in the direction of the stone barrier overlooking the stairs. "I want to give them a show."