The next day Aliea and Anders were curled up on the couch by the fire each reading a book. Her head laid across his lap holding the book up in front of her face. "Aliea, love?" Anders asked suddenly. "Hmm" Aliea said before setting the book down on her chest. "Wouldn't this be a nice thing for Justice to experience? Calm sitting, reading, and closeness?" he asked. "I suppose, are you willing to stop reading to let him though?" she responded. Aliea knew it was a delicate balance keeping Justice sated, but not making Anders feel pushed away, so she was not going to ask for another Justice occasion before Anders felt ready.
Anders nodded and explained "Just finished this chapter and it's a good stopping point." Book still on her chest Aliea reached up and pulled Anders into an awkward kiss. "Justice" she requested softly after sending Anders off. The blue crackles appeared and she smiled back up at him. "Hello dear heart, so good to see you" she purred. A slight blush colored his cheek at her sweet words and the placement of her head on his lap. "Anders thought you might do well to enjoy a bit of domestic life" she elaborated. Justice swallowed hard and stared down at her. She went back to reading, but he found himself unable to tear himself away from her. He set Ander's history text aside and watched her read a moment.
Tentatively he brought a hand to her hair petting it lightly as he'd remembered Anders doing to Ser Pounce A Lot. Aliea chucked a moment, but made not move to stop him. "It's soft" Justice declared. "Hmmm" Aliea acknowledging him. Intrigued by his permission to touch her hair Justice felt an impulse he didn't quite understand. He leaned down a little grabbing a lock of hair bringing it to his nose and sniffed. It smelt of vanilla, herbs, and strangely of sunshine. Aliea had stopped reading her book and looked up at him with quirked eyebrows. Quickly he dropped her hair and sat up straight. "I'm sorry" he faltered.
"Hush" she said sliding her book to the floor and twisting to sit upright on the couch. "You can smell my hair Justice, it's not really that strange of thing to do. Does it smell good?" she asked lightly. "Yes..." he managed turning his face from hers. "Anders' hair smells good, like Elfroot and sandalwood" she confessed. Slowly she climbed into his lap pulling his hair out of the tie and then burying her nose in his hair. He'd washed it that morning so the scent of his sandalwood soap overpowered the elfroot, but it was still there.
Justice blinked frozen in place, Aliea's thighs were on either side of his, her breasts just inches from his face as she had her face in his hair. Her fingers were running through his hair stimulating his scalp in a strange way. Unsure what else to do he brought his own hands up to her hair and repeated her actions. He groaned a little, his pants feeling much too tight. He tried to roll hips to fix his position, but he was pinned by Aliea's legs.
Encouraged by his needy groan Aliea slipped her face out of his hair and back to his ear kissing it gently. Justice kept his hands in her hair and leaned into her kisses. Slowly she kissed down to the corner of his mouth noting happily that he was smiling. Nibbling lightly on his lower lip she was caught off guard when he kissed her back. She opened her mouth to deepen the kiss, lightly slipping her tongue into his mouth.
Justice wasn't sure what to do, but he did his best to lightly return just as much tongue as she offered. Aliea let out little sounds herself and pulled herself closer in his lap. The fabric of her house pants taut from her outstretched legs rubbed delicately against his tented erection. He let out a deep moan and paused mid kiss at the sensation. "You like that?" Aliea asked in a sultry tone after noticing how her pants were rubbing him, then dropping a hand from his hair and grasping him through his breeches.
Aroused and emboldened she returned to kissing him hard and deep. Lithe fingers stroking him as he moaned between every kiss. It was so much, so quickly that Justice wasn't prepared. He was swallowed in a wave of intense pleasure and let a out a long pleasurable gasp. Suddenly he realized what had happened in embarrassed shock. Aliea just thought he was enjoying it and kept at it till he grabbed her hand tightly. She pulled back from the kiss and looked at him confused until she noticed the wetness at the top of his covered erection.
Justice looked down and away completely vulnerable. "Justice?" she asked delicately, adding "are you alright?" His lips quivered, but he didn't speak. "Oh, dear heart it's nothing to be upset about. If anything I'm a little flattered, it's not often I can get Anders to cum with only one hand" she divulged. He looked up at her for a moment still embarrassed, forcing out a "I'm sorry" before closing his eyes and fading away. They'd have to talk about it later it seemed. Anders took one look at the scene before him and raised an eyebrow. "Aliea...really? couldn't you have not mussed my pants?" he teased before pulling her back into his lap all the way.
After ten long minutes of making out Anders finally relented. "Why is my hair down?" he asked cunningly. "Well Justice was sniffing my hair and got embarrassed, so I showed him that I liked to smell yours" Aliea said kissing Anders once again. "And..." he pestered. "Well then I was just kind of playing with his hair and he played with mine, and we kissed," she explained. "Aliea, no need to be coy, I'm aware how this ended" he said motioning to his stained pants. She sighed and offered "We were just making out and my pants were rubbing him and he liked it, so I grabbed him and well it was too much" finishing with a slight blush on her cheeks. She felt kind of naughty telling these things to her lover.
Instead of rage Anders was just filled with the needs to posses her again. A mixture of his grey warden stamina and his intense lust brought his erection back at full attention. Without another word he grabbed the bottom of her tunic and pulled it over her head as she pulled his own off. They both worked at the others laces jointly pulling them down smalls and all. For a moment Anders just stared at her making her hold her breath in anticipation. "On your knees" he said and she lovingly complied.
Willing lips wrapped around his cock sucking off the still sticky remains of Justice's release. Anders gathered Aliea's hair so he could keep a good grip on it. He groaned and thrusted into her mouth as she used her small fingers to toy with his sac and stroke him at the same time. When he looked down he found her looking back up at him. Eyes heady and lustful gazing up through her lashes.
It felt amazing, but it wasn't fulfilling his need to posses her. He pulled his member out of her mouth with a quiet pop. "Get on the couch, ass in the air" he said with a grin. After placing a small kiss on the head of his cock she climbed over on to the couch and looked over at him waiting, her long brown hair cascading over her shoulder like a waterfall. That brown hair that Justice had been playing with.
In two steps he was at the couch, climbing up behind her. Grabbing her hips he angled himself to slide into her. There was no resistance as she was wet and ready, 'from Justice or him' he wondered conflicted. Leaning over her he twisted his hand in her hair and pulled her up towards him so he could reach her neck. He nibbled lightly up and down from shoulder to ear as he pumped into her sex. "Aliea" he huffed "you are mine." "Of course" she responded delighted. "You are my little apostate lover," he whispered into her ear. "Yes" she said. "You are my champion to fuck whenever I wish," he informed. "Mmhmm" she agreed. His free hand slipped between her legs and rubbed her clit reducing her responses to breathy moans instead of actual words, but that was fine with him.
"You love my cock, it's the only one to ever pass your lips and it will remain to be," he warned. She moaned in consensus, as she had not ever blown another man, nor would since Justice's cock was Anders' in reality. He pulled her hair harder forcing her back more giving him more access to her. "Aliea" he breathed out feeling her close to an orgasm. "You'll come when I say," he instructed. She let out a needy whine.
He wanted her to have her pleasure, but he felt compelled to finish his affirmations. "You'd beg for my cock in your arse if I willed it" he went on. "You'd ride me for hours if it were my whim" he exclaimed. "Yes, yes, yes Anders, all of that and more" Aliea cried. "Then come for me love," he shouted slamming into her. A serene look passed over her face as she melted into her orgasm, Anders following quickly after.
Anders slipped out of her and readjusted them so they could lie comfortably on the couch. His lips stayed on her neck kissing her and whispering to her. "Mine" he would say before kissing her chin. "Forever and always" she'd respond. "All mine" he'd growl as he bit her shoulder. "Forever and always" she eternally confirmed. Once he was done her skin was red and slick where he'd been kissing and nipping. It was then that he nibbled her neck and confessed softly "And I'm yours forever and always." She smiled and arched her back into his nibble "Yes, yes you are" leaving the both unsaid, which Anders was thankful for. At least in these moments he wanted to forget he'd have to share her once again. His heart swelled at the idea she was doing this just to be able to stay with him. He didn't deserve this love or faith, but Maker if he could live without it now. He closed his eyes and wrapped his arms tightly around her. "I love you," he avowed into her vanilla scented hair. "And I you, dear heart" she responded "And I you."