Cassandra paced outside of Varric's suite of rooms at Skyhold. It had been weeks since the day they had sex. It was wonderful, and unexpected, she hated herself for liking it so much. Today she had gone down to train for a while as was her habit. When she went back to her room to clean up, Cassandra found the next Chapter of Sword and Shields on her bed, along with a bottle of her favorite wine and a box of chocolates. There was no note, but she knew who placed it there.
Varric had said the book the Inquisitor had given her was the last in the series; it was ridiculous to think he had written another book just for her. Still like a fool she put on a new wool dress she had made. It was not flowery, but it was warm and practical, a deep royal blue she found it comfortable enough to wear when she was went to the tavern with the Inquisitor. Maker's breath she was a fool.
The sound of the door opening made Cassandra stop dead in her tracks. "Are you going to come in Cassie, or were you planning on walking a hole in my floor?" Varric chuckled.
"I told you… I told you not to call me Cassie." Cassandra snapped.
"You tell me not to do so many things, now come in before I embarrass you further." Varric laughed as he reached for Cassandra's waist.
Cassandra followed. Why did she come here? She looked down at her dress, she wished now it was armor. She wanted, no the maker knew she needed Varric. It was not possible that she was so weak, but here she was.
"Seeker, is everything ok, you seem distracted." Concern coated Varric's question and caressed her as she let that soak in. She allowed herself to be pulled into his arms, his head rested on her breast.
"Why did you give me that book, and the chocolates, and maker's breath the wine?" Cassandra scowled. She wanted to be angry, she wanted to yell and scream. "We agreed this was not going anywhere, you have whoever it is keeps you single, and I have… work."
Varric seemed to ignore her questions, and instead her breath caught in her chest as he started to bite at her breasts through her dress. "You wore a dress, you have great legs Cassie."
Cassandra leaned into him ignoring the warning bells flashing in her head. She should be fighting, yelling. He liked it when she fought him, if he did not have to work for it, would she be able to accept it when he left her? A hand slid between her and her dress as it bunched at her hip. She groaned and leaned down to kiss Varric, matching his intensity.
Dropping her dress, Varric put his hands between them and one at a time the buttons that ran along the front of the dress became undone. Their lips never parted as her dress slid to the floor. She was not naked, but she felt it as a hand ran down her back. A shiver ran through her as he pushed her toward the bed.
A step, then two and Cassandra found herself sitting on Varric's bed. His bed was made to his height requirements, so with her sitting she was slightly shorter than him. If the last time was anger and fighting, this was, Maker help her, she wanted this. Deepening the kiss, she held Varric against her.
"Cassie.." Varric sighed as he pulled away and removed his own clothing. He was short and stocky, though not fat, muscular. His chest hair curled against his broad chest, Cassandra's fingers itched to play with it as she had the last time they were together. She moved up to lay with her head on his pillow, she noticed he now had an extra pillow on his bed and wondered when he had added it.
Varric walked toward her, his dick erect as he reached the end of the bed reached to pull down her small cloths. There was no ceremony as he positioned himself between her legs. Cassandra looked up into Varric's eyes as he positioned her and deftly slid into her. Silently they began moving together.
Cassandra arched her hips, and moaned when Varric leaned in and nibbled at her chest. A shiver ran through her just before the world began to slow down. Starting from her middle her muscles tensed and relaxed, Qunari explosives had nothing on the explosions she felt as she let out a shuttered scream. Varric was not far behind has he fell forward, his head on her chest until he moved to join her at the pillows.
Cassandra slid down and put her head on Varric's chest and twirled his chest hair with her fingers, he softly player with her hair as they lay there not speaking. Both lay naked on top of the covers, sweaty and content.
Varric broke the silence. "You wore a dress."
Cassandra blushed grateful that he could not see her face. "I wanted to thank you for the book."
Varric chuckled, his deep voice rumbled through his chest. "I feel thanked." Cassandra hit his chest and he laughed harder.
"Now, now Cassie, you know I like it when you get violent." Cassandra laughed with him this time.
Cassandra sighed and listened to Varric's strong heart beating through his chest. She heard a deep inhale as if he were going to speak a couple times when finally he spoke. "I started the book before; I was working on it when you came here last time."
Cassandra sat up and looked down at Varric, "But why?"
"Cassie, I have a past, and I don't know what the future will bring, but I like to make you happy." Varric sat up and kissed her shoulder.
"But I thought we hated each other." Cassandra looked away embarrassed.
Varric laughed, "I don't know that I ever hated you, I have been angry, amused, aroused, annoyed. I have even been frustrated and fed up with you, hate never." Slowly he kissed his way up her shoulder and licked at her earlobe.
Cassandra shivered. "And so you wrote me a book that you swore you would never write? What of the chocolates and wine?"
"I thought you would like to drink wine, and eat chocolates." Varric stated.
"So it was just a way to round out the gift." Cassandra felt foolish again. "I thought…"
"You thought I was wooing you? You thought I was swooping in and romancing you the only way I knew." Varric's voice went deep and smooth.
"Yes, I am sorry, I think I forgot something." Cassandra reached down for her clothing.
"I do not know where you are going Cassandra." Varric said as she started putting on her small clothes.
"I have intruded enough for the day." Cassandra flinched when he did not use his new pet name. She hated it when he called her Cassie, so why did it sting when he used her name? He did not even call her Seeker. Did his affection leave so quickly?
Varric grabbed her waist. "I wanted you here Cassie. I left the gifts because I hoped you would see them and come and demand that I stop giving you gifts. After we had a couple rounds of your angry sex my plan was to make love to you until we lay in a heap on my bed."
"Liar," Cassandra spat though she noted that he used her pet name again.
"Never," Varric denied. "Cassie, I am too old to expect a happily ever after, we both know life does not work that way. There are things I have done, and will do in the future, that will put us at odds with each other, let's not be at odds now.
Cassandra shivered when Varric's lips touched her shoulder blade. His whiskers scratched against her skin. "I feel so foolish." She admitted as she dropped her clothing where she stood.
Cassandra felt weak as Varric kissed a path down her back and jumped when he bit her bottom. "I think you need to sit down for this next part Cassie," as he kissed a path along her hip around her front.
Cassandra felt herself nudged to the edge of his bed and Varric dropped to his knees. A moan escaped from her as he expertly worked her swollen clit with his tongue. Her hand massaged his head as he worked his magic. Her hips rotated against him as he increased his speed and pressure, she cried out when she felt his fingers slide into her pussy. She could control herself no longer and found herself sobbing in ecstasy as her orgasm spread throughout her body.
Varric kissed her thighs as he nudged her so she found herself face down draped on the her legs half bent as she felt the tip of his once again hard cock push against her. He took her hard and fast, Cassandra's vision swam as another orgasm flowed through her. Her body limp as Varric shook against her and then pulled out and slapped her bottom.
"Back to bed." Varric laughed. "I do not know that my legs will hold me much longer."
Cassandra lay flat on her back and looked at the ceiling. She was too hot to go into Varric's arms this time. Varric seemed to feel the same as he lay chest heaving next to her. Her body was sweaty and tingled.
"Do you want me to send a runner for dinner Cassie?" Varric asked as he turned toward her finally.
"But then everyone will know I am here." Cassandra groaned.
"Cassie, everyone in Skyhold keep knows, we have been in here for hours. I have paid a couple agents to keep people away when they see you near my door." Varric admitted.
"But, what will they say?" Cassie went to sit up but Varric prevented her from continuing.
"I swear if you leave this bed I will scream from the battlements what that birthmark on your bottom looks like." Varric threatened.
Cassandra let herself fall back, he was bluffing she thought, but she got the point. "Are you sure you don't mind the talk? Oh Varric, I cannot bear it, they all know that I come here?"
"Are you embarrassed because you are attracted to a dwarf?" Varric asked seriously.
Cassandra felt herself flinch. "Why would I care about that? It is just, I am so weak, I do not want to need you."
A smile spread across Varric's face. "I will call for dinner Cassie." He got up and covered her with a sheet before putting on a robe and going to the door. Quickly the food came to the room. Bread, ham, cheese, fruit, and wine, along with brownies were loaded onto a tray that a runner brought into the room and set on the desk.
Cassandra watched as Varric gave the runner a generous tip and mentioned that Bianca did not like it when stories got told. The runner paled and nodded as he accepted the tip and almost ran out the door.
"Did you have to scare the poor kid?" Cassandra laughed.
Varric shrugged as he brought the meal to the bed. "No, but it was worth it." A wink accompanied his laugh. Together they ate their food, what was left was placed back on the desk.
"Is the Inquisitor at Skyhold? I cannot remember." Cassandra asked.
"No, she went to seal some rifts someplace this morning. Cullen looked like a lost puppy as she climbed on her horse and rode out." Varric said when he returned to the bed. They lay together naked, Cassandra decided that she would happily die in Varric's bed if that was what the Maker willed.
"I could not move my body out of this bed if I tried." Cassandra admitted. Every inch of her still tingled as she returned her head back to Varric's chest.
"I would not suggest trying." Varric laughed as he ran his fingers down her back.
Cassandra sighed as she felt her eyes flutter shut. "You are infuriating." She mumbled, too tired to bicker, but still wanting to try.
"Let's argue later Cassie, go to sleep." Varric rumbled sleepily. That was the last thing Cassandra remembered as she blinked one last time and fell asleep.
