My first real attempt to write a sex scene and for some reason it is between our favorite dwarf and the champion.
All Hail The Mighty Bioware.
The pain was almost crushing her. She was down on her knees, screaming. She did not feel Varric's strong arms rap around her and dragging her out. She closed her eyes and when they reached her home she sank down on the bed. Now she felt his strong arm and his scent. Grabbing the collar of his shirt she pressed her face into his chest.
- I feel like I can't...
- Shh..
Varric dragged her up in the bed all the while keeping his arm wrapped around her. She needed something to break the fog that was starting to surround her, smothering her. Lifting her head she pressed her lips to his. Letting the kiss deepen and deepen. With shaking hands she started undo his shirt and pushed his jacked off. His nibble rouge fingers opened her robe, throwning the dirty piece of fabric on the floor. The flames from the fireplace danced over her soft pale skin. Her eyes were big and dark, the tears drying on her flushed cheeks. She took out the pins that held her hair up and he watched it fall in perfect dark curls down her back. Sitting up his lips found hers again. She tugged the ribbon that held his hair up and for the first time her fingers got to feel the softness of his blonde hair.
- Varric, make me warm again!
Frustrated now she used her magic to snap his belt open, tossing his pants across her room. She took off her underware and he gasped. She was truly more beautiful than he had imagined in the dark of his own room. Coming back to the bed she wrapped her fingers around his hardness, watching him bite his lip. Varric let a hand slide up her amazingly smooth leg soon feeling her wet folds. Her blue eyes looked like they were burning. She pushed his hand away and sat down in his lap. Slowly letting him slip inside her. Filling her up bit for bit. She stayed still, kissing him deeply. The she started moving, slow at first but then faster. Their moans and gasped mixed with the crackling of the fire. She felt how she was climbing higher and higher. Closer and closer to the sweet release she needed so badly. Soon she was falling, clutching his hardness, almost driving him mad. With a final thrust he felt himself loosing control, filling her with him. His arms were instantly around her, shoothing her. Staying with her as broken sobs shook her. Always being by her side.