Chapter 2 : Horns Up
Warnings : BullxLavellan smut. BlackwallxLavellan cuteness. SolasxLavellan Mild violence. Some nudity and roughhousing.
She sat in the nearest chair by her fireplace to try and calm herself down. But the heat that radiated only made her inner heat worse.
She hated Solas in the moment. What irritated her more was the thought of Solas only sped up the process.
She needed something to ease her frustrations without taking to drastic matters and just masturbating to the elf on her filthy mind.
She couldn't let that happen. That would let him win.
She could however duel a certain Qunari in a back alley.
Yes that sounded like a better, less time consuming plan. Plus then Solas wouldn't know where she was. As long as she snuck out now.
Grabbing a jacket and small rope for when The Iron Bull got too ferocious she ran down the stairs.
Running straight into the ram of the man that was blocking the door to the main hall.
"Inquisitor are you okay?" Blackwall got a hold of her arms and adjusted her into a stable position on his chest that she had landed on. Balancing her with his massive hands.
"Yes. Thank you Blackwall. Ummmm. What are you doing here?" There was only one reason why anyone would ascend her stairs and that was to get to her bedroom.
She was just shocked he was the first to come up with the idea.
Also shocked at how warm and comfortable his beard was.
She heard him swallow and reminded herself that this proximity may not be as comfortable for him. He did like her after all.
She moved off of him and noticed that his hands still lingered on her arms. It made her smile.
He was adorable.
The way he flustered to answer. "I just thought you would go to your room so I would go this way."
" You're smarter than you look Blackwall. " She smirked and while he was distracted with her smirk she moved around him. Putting her hand behind her back and turning the doorknob.
He saw or heard her turning the knob and desperately called to her. " Wait! Lavellan please I had something I wanted to tell you. "
But when she stopped turning the knob to respect him he went silent.
He was too distracted by her curious eyes and complete attention on him.
"Blackwall if this about my speech. I know it was embarassing, but…"
"No it's just. Blast it! Here." He slipped a note into her hand and gave her a quick side kiss on the cheek before running out of the door.
Her knees went weak and she forgot her mission to leave as her fingers fiddled with the crumpled up moist paper.
He had been sweating with nervousness and that made her blush. He was truly the most adorable human.
She stuffed the note into her bra and turned around to leave. Waiting a few beats to let Blackwall completely escape her.
The fire Solas had started only worsened with the spark of Blackwall's kiss. It wasn't fair.
Now running to Bull at the tavern. Bumping into Krem on the way there.
" Oh so sorry. Today I've been bumping into everyone. "
" No worries boss, bump into me anytime. " Krem said smoothly and it made Lavellan swallow and quickly go around the corner to find Bull.
She needed something to attack now. Too many people getting her flustered and that Damn spell.
"Boss you feeling better? You looked a little nervous on the podium."
"I'm fine. Can we not talk about it. I need a round in the mud Bull."
The Chargers all made loud boisterous sounds at that and Lavellan noticed a grin spread across Bull's face.
If that didn't make her want to pounce on him she didn't know what would. Her tiny fists started to ball and her cheeks heated the longer he looked at her and considered.
He rose from his seat accepting the challenge. "I want to give you what you need boss."
"Then outside. Now." She ordered.
His massive imposing body was harder to move though. This was his turf he was the leader.
"No. You aren't ready for a fight in those clothes. You know what to do boss. Do it or no fight."
He did this every time and it made her nostrils flare. Giving her orders as it she wasn't the Leader of the whole Inquisition. It charged her up. Made her want the fight that much more.
He was so damn infuriating all she wanted to do was roll with him and attack him and maybe playfully nibble the artery in his neck.
Maker why did the thought of losing control with him feel so good?
"Give it to me."
Krem produced the folded up outfit.
"Good luck my lady."
"Thank you Krem."
Lavellan raced over to the back room to change.
Undressing and hating herself for accepting Bull's demands. What he wanted was impossible to achieve. Did he not understand how difficult it was to put on the Antaam-saar without help?
The pants were easy enough to put on. They were even comfortable tight but not too tight. She could move in them. But the red bra contraption had so many strings and blue rope fastenings attached to it all she could do was huff and get tangled up in it.
After about three stripes the blue rope/ string thing was correctly tied around her arms and neck.
It was actually quite gorgeous despite how complicated it made her feel amazing. The exposed mid section and bare arms for the most part were accentuated perfectly with the curving strings and the colors matched her pale skin perfectly. The turquoise of the strings made her eyes pop and the deep red of the bra and drape of her belt made her golden hair shine. Which she pulled into a quick side braid as it was too long even braided resting below her breast. It had to be braided so it wouldn't fling all over her face in battle. That would destroy her concentration.
Swallowing her fear of walking out into public half dressed and biting her lip to redden her pink lips she put her hand on the handle and entered out into the other room. Back to wear Bull was.
She heard shockers and jaws hit the bar tables as she sauntered past them. She was pleased however that the people respected her enough to not make catcalls or wolf whistles. When she finally turned the corner to Bull's men he was talking to Krem.
Krem saw her and was awestruck. Losing focus with Bull which Bull noticed and then looked to where Krem was.
All of the chargers were awestruck actually.
Bull was just smug and clearly excited. "You truly are hot as Hell boss. You really wanna duel? I can think of 15 other things to do with you right now in the mud." He put a hand on her hair to boldly flirt.
"With this gorgeous braid maybe 20."
She merely rolled her eyes and removed his hand. The heat of it transferred to quickly to her bare skin and that made her vulnerable. She wanted to win so he couldn't cheat like that.
"Only 20?"She accused almost sounding ashamed as if that's all the uses she had.
"The other 100 would break your hips." He whispered into her ear and she instantly blushed.
Something about the outfit really got his attention. Maybe it was that she respected his culture or maybe it was just that she was half naked for him. Baring her abs and small waist, and elven porcelain skin. Not to mention her valaslin that teasingly trailed down to hidden areas. She was his temptress and she was going to destroy him.
"Bull on the field now."
This time he didn't protest.
She walked outside and he followed steps behind. Far enough away to watch her behind shake. She smirked as she already had the upper hand in this outfit. Once she heard him on the field she turned and smiled.
"No hits in the face Bull and no biting."
"I'd never hit your face Boss. The biting I can't promise."
She flew a fireball just before his feet so he knew she was serious.
"Okay no biting."
"Any rules you have for me Bull?" She flurried her eyelashes. Trying to make the beast vulnerable.
"Don't hold back."
She didn't.
The moment he let out his battle cry she ran through the mud and into him. Jumping into his body and using every element she had to push him down.
She ended up in a straddling position and she took note of how huge he was before trying to twist one of his arms.
She failed tremendously. His arm instead twisted and his hand caught hold of her wrist grabbing it and putting it behind her back so she was vulnerable left to use her other hand. She tried to choke his neck with the free hand she had and all he did was smirk and look at her and then he showed her mercy by pushing her off and getting up from the ground. His back all muddy and her arm back to herself.
"Punch me Inquisitor. Tackling doesn't hurt. In fact it felt pretty good." His eyes smoldered gets as he said that and that made her stomach heat rise.
This time she ran to punch him. His rock solid side only ended up hurting her knuckles and barely making him flinch.
"Cute try again."
She punched again this time twisting her waist and lunging into it to give it power. He gasped but still hardly flinched.
"Harder!" Bull groaned at her and she could see his eyes going dark.
She tried one last time. This time using the force of her magic to surge her. Right on his gut. He moaned and she stepped back.
"Fuck, Good. My turn."
His pupil was completely dilated and she swore she saw his muscles flex as he went to charge at her. He was kind and didn't punch her. Instead he took her to the ground. His hands latched around her exposed waist and his legs around hers.
His weight alone on top of hers was enough to cause damage if he didn't concentrate enough.
She was lucky he did.
She heard him growl at her neck. And felt him nuzzle her ear. A cheap shot. It made her hips instinctively raise up to him.
To counter his attack she used his own body against him in the same way. She reached for his horns and pulled. And by the Gods if the width of them was any indication of other parts of his anatomy she might just stay under him all night.
Still her pride was telling her to win this and not turn into a pile of putty just because a sexy man was around. She could handle this.
Oh but he was so massive. She felt and saw his arm muscles flex when he pushed her body down further into the mud. Apparently liking his women dirty.
"New rule. No horns boss."
She started to rub them just because they were his apparent weakness.
He husked and grazed his teeth along her ear tip making her moan and her hips rise again this time to meet his.
"Bull I said no biting."
"And I'm saying no horns." His threat got worse as he finally bit down on her earlobe.
She moaned and damned herself because now Solas's spell was officially taking over her whole body and all she wanted was to be touched.
She removed her hands from his horns and went down to unstrap a rope from her arm. She yanked at it and then whipped his chest with it to get him off. Because he was cheating with the ears and nibbles.
He groaned at the whip and rocked his hips down into her.
She should have considered someone else to duel with.
The gods knew she may never make it out of this without embarrassing herself and bursting with pleasure right in public.
"Bull get up. You've won. " She tried to gasp out.
But they hadn't established safe words so the Qunari kept at it.
"Someone help! Oh!" He licked her ear and her eyes closed in a defeat.
"Stop! Bull!" She banged her fists in his back, but like before he barely felt it.
She felt a wetness in between her thighs and wanted to scream for reinforcements, but realized no one was around.
It was then she remembered who she was and what she had accomplished and what she wanted. And she wanted to be on top of him so bad that her magic aided her and she flipped him back on his back.
Pressing him down and straddling him again.
Watching how his eye darkened.
"Enough Bull!"
His hands slowly glided off of her waist seeing the seriousness in her face and feeling the force of her magic.
"Alright match set. You win boss. Just let me up."
"That's right I won." She went against her own rule and slapped his cheek.
"You know my ears are off limits."
"And you know I like them."
She blushed again at how deep his voice got when he complimented her.
"I still didn't want you touching them. "
"No boss. You needed me to. I felt your cum." He whispered into her ear as he got up and headed back into the bar.
"You won't speak of this Bull. To anyone. Understand?"
"As long as you come back to me next time you want to roll in the mud." He smirked and walked off. Likely to go rub himself.
Maker how embarrassing that he had felt her.
What's more embarrassing than that? Well when she looked up to see the stars she noticed Solas on a tree staring down at her. And Maker knew he had watched and heard the whole thing.
Solas was stoic and trying hard to look unaffected when it was clear by his turned up ears and dark eyes that he was.
All Lavellan could do now was look at the ground as she tried hard not to blush.
This whole thing had been Solas's fault and now she couldn't even meet his eyes.
Not when she knew they were scanning her half dressed, mud covered, hair tousled self in a very inappropriate way.
She tried to flee. Holding her arms on her chest to conceal some of her bare skin and save some dignity.
But she was stopped. The warmth of Solas stopping her.
The elder elf was as sprightly as her and perhaps even more graceful. He had jumped from at least a 15ft tree and landed right in front of her with hardly any noises or damage done. Like a creature of the night come to catch his prey.
He still didn't make a sound. He just examined her closer up. Not afraid to breathe against her skin or invade her personal space.
"If you are going to lecture me could you save it for tomorrow? I really just want to get to my bath."
"That's a lovely braid." Solas said deliberately close to her ear as he passed her. Brushing her shoulder with his on purpose as well.
And then just walking away as if he wasn't the most infuriating man on the planet.
Hope you all liked and has as much fun with this chapter as I did. I'm trying to show the struggles of the Inquisitor's life outside of battles and Corypheus as much as I can. Because to me she has a lot of distractions to face at skyhold alone and I hope this shows that. Thank you all for reading and I hope you aren't afraid to tell me your thoughts and critiques. See you next time.
Also once again. Solas and Cullen are like my biases so expect big smutty chapters for them later. And maybe Blackwall because I kind of fall for him occasionally too.
