AN: If you've made it this far you can *probably* handle the rest of this chapter. But yeah. Forced oral, double penetration, etc. Go pour yourself a shot or something.
Chapter Three:
"Those who had been cast down, the demons who would be gods, began to whisper to men from their tombs within the earth."
Threnodies 5:11
Empty. She was so empty. Desire clawed deep within her, slicing through her stomach as she spread her legs. She reached forward, searching… grasping… lifting her hips to find… what? She couldn't remember. There had been pleasure, a blissful surge of warmth, and then… then… emptiness.
Nothing.
She whined. Bit her lip. Flexed the muscles in her thighs as her pulse kept pounding, pounding, drumming deep between her legs. She longed for the warm hands that had gripped her waist. The clever fingers that had raked over her flesh. The thick length that had stretched her open and forced shudder after shudder from her body. She ached and squirmed and shivered against the floor, certain she would shake apart if they did not return.
And then, finally, a shadow loomed over her. She cried out in relief as powerful arms scooped her up, carrying her over to the bed. She barely felt the soft silk of the sheets, but she savored the lithe muscles shifting on top of her and the firm weight that pressed her down into the mattress. She flung her arms around the shadowy figure's neck, fisting the short hair she found and parting her lips for a kiss.
She got something even better instead. The thickness was back, and the blunt tip of a cock dragged through her folds, searching for her entrance. She spread her thighs and hooked one of her knees around the figure's hip, desperate to be stretched open. The first press burned beautifully, and she hissed in encouragement.
"Leliana…"
The sound of her name tugged at something she had forgotten. Her brow furrowed, and she froze, trying to remember what it was. The face swimming above hers was familiar. Pale skin, messy red hair, and a strong jaw. She knew that face. This woman. A name hovered on the tip of her tongue, so close she could almost taste it. Then another inch of the cock pushed inside of her, and it slipped away again.
She groaned and rocked down, sobbing with relief. Being filled again felt so incredibly right. What could have been only moments alone felt like years, and the welcome stretch soothed the deep, throbbing ache between her legs. She raked her nails down the woman's broad back, pulling her as close as possible. She didn't know who this stranger was, and she didn't care. She rolled her hips in a lazy, stirring motion and enjoyed the flood of sensations.
A slight change in position made her breath catch, and she buried her face in the stranger's neck, inhaling sharply. The scent pooling there was familiar: sweat, leather, and a hint of Andraste's Grace. She shuddered, capturing the increasingly familiar stranger's pulse point. The taste of flesh on her tongue made her eyes widen, and she drew the body on top of hers closer. "Lissa?" she gasped. But as the Warden hastened her movements, it became harder and harder to think. She still wasn't sure where they were, or how her beloved had become so...well-endowed...but as each thrust slammed into her, it became harder to put her thoughts in order.
Elissa's movements grew short and frantic, and Leliana lost herself in the moment. Her hands groped for flesh and found it, and she raked her nails between Elissa's shoulders as the pressure inside of her swelled. She grappled for a better hold just as a thick spurt of warmth shot from the twitching tip of Elissa's cock. The rush of heat filled her to bursting, and she came a breath later, arching her back as the room exploded in white hot light. Her inner walls clenched around the thickness inside of her, drawing out heavy pulses of fluid while the bud of her clit throbbed against the base of Elissa's cock.
Finally, the rocking waves became ripples, and she let out a long, shuddering sigh. The emptiness inside of her was finally filled, and she could breathe again. Elissa breathed too, panting raggedly against her ear, but it was obvious that she wasn't satisfied. Even though her orgasm had ended, she was still hard and swollen, and her hips kept pumping in search of relief. Leliana stared up at her, eyes widening as the fog around her mind finally began to clear. All of the questions hovering just out of reach came rushing back. Where was she? How had they gotten here? And how had Elissa, her very female lover, been able to come inside of her?
She stroked her hand down Elissa's back, soothing the welts she had left and trying to relax the stiff, flexing muscles there. "Lissa? Qu'est-ce que tu fais?" There was no reply. Instead, Elissa's teeth latched onto her shoulder, biting down along the tender place just beneath her throat. She tried again, in Common this time, realizing her mistake. "What are you doing?" Elissa still did not answer. She bit down harder, and Leliana hissed at the sting of her teeth. She didn't understand. It was almost as though Elissa couldn't hear her…
Suddenly, she remembered. Reality rushed over her like freezing water. The fade. The desire demon. Marjolaine, and the Elissa who was not really Elissa. The images seemed like something out of a strange, blurry dream, but as the details became clearer, she realized with terrifying certainty that it had all been real. She thrashed beneath Elissa's powerful body, trying to kick and claw her way free. Elissa stopped thrusting, but only long enough to grab her wrists and pin them to the mattress. Her grip was strong as steel, and even in her panic, Leliana couldn't find the strength to scream. Her throat stopped up, and she couldn't make a sound.
Her eyes darted over Elissa's shoulder instead, searching for a way out. She trembled with fear when she finally realized that their captor was still at the foot of the bed. It watched them with dark, hooded purple eyes and a small smile of approval. Her heart sank, and everything made sense. Elissa's actions were not her own. The demon was controlling her. Each possessive thrust still made her body burn, but she suddenly hated herself for enjoying them. This was not real. No matter how good it felt, it had to end. She had to make her Warden remember.
As she tried to collect her thoughts, the powerful body above hers started to shake. Elissa's chest heaved with desire, muscles rippling under her hands. Her hips bucked forward against her will, and she whimpered as the flared head dragged along her front wall. "Mine," Elissa growled against her ear, driving deeper inside of her with every word. "No one else's. Ever. Mine." The voice was familiar, but it was coated with something strange. It was, and was not, Elissa's voice, just as the demon had, and had not been, Elissa.
But maybe… A thought fluttered just out of reach, wavering with every pump of Elissa's hips. Maybe if Elissa could speak, she could also hear. Leliana knew her lover was still there, trapped inside her own head just as she had been before. If only she could find a way to pull her out again… Her eyes flicked back to the foot of the bed. She didn't dare glance for more than a few seconds, but she knew the demon was still there, watching them with hungry eyes. Its tongue dragged over its lips, and it almost seemed to be breathing them in.
Leliana focused back on Elissa. Even like this, she was much less frightening than the horrible creature that had enslaved them. Her mind raced, and she searched for something to say, something that would remind Elissa of who she was. "Oui, mon amour. La votre." She trembled, praying her lover would hear her voice and recognize the familiar words through the haze of the demon's spell.
For a moment, Elissa faltered. Her glassy eyes cleared, and her lips trembled as though she wanted to respond. Leliana breathed a sigh of relief as the thick shaft slipped out of her, although her hips lifted against her will, searching for what she had lost. She reached up to stroke Elissa's cheek, but before she could even graze the soft skin there, a set of slender purple fingers appeared over Elissa's shoulder. She froze in terror. The demon had climbed onto the bed with them and pressed itself against Elissa's back. It stared down at her, and she knew that it knew. It sensed she was herself again, and it didn't want to let her go.
"Why are you hesitating, Warden? This is what you wanted." Its gaze locked on hers, and a twisted smile curled its lips. "Take it…" Elissa was too lost in a fog to answer or even move. The creature leaned in, its lips brushing against her beloved's cheek once more. Its nostrils flared as it held back its impatience. "Take her, or I will."
Elissa let out a low, possessive growl, surging up and pushing inside of her again. Leliana yelped as the stretch parted her tight muscles. Her breasts bounced with each deep thrust, and she clutched at Elissa's forearms to keep her balance. As soon as she grappled a weak handhold, she felt familiar palms on her backside, lifting her up and pulling her into the warden's lap as they switched positions. She lurched forward, throwing her arms and legs around Elissa as her lover continued to thrust into her, seeking pleasure without a hint of mercy.
Warm breath caressed her cheek, and she flinched when she noticed demon's face hovering next to hers. "Don't worry," it assured her, running its fingers along her throat. "I'm not finished with you yet."
Suddenly, it disappeared. Before Leliana could turn her head to search for it, she felt another hand on her hip and firm breasts against her back. The demon's palm cupped over her mouth before she could scream, and something warm and thick pressed against her backside. Its lips skimmed her ear again, and its words were sickeningly soft and gentle. "How many times have you denied the Warden this part of you, Leliana? The only part of you she hasn't claimed?"
The demon's knowledge frightened her almost as much as its touch. She and Elissa had an adventurous sexual relationship, but something about being taken so deeply in the middle of nowhere, in the midst of a blight, with an entire camp of people around to hear her cries was too intimidating. She had denied Elissa's gentle requests with a promise to explore further once their quest was over. But now, the demon had turned their playful agreement against her. It pulled her hips back, and she felt the head push against her tense opening. She clenched her muscles and gasped out a pathetic plea, just louder than a whisper. "D...don't…"
Something in her voice made Elissa pause. The powerful hips beneath hers stilled, and the thick length inside of her slipped out on a tide of wetness. Sharp, painful need pierced her stomach, but she didn't struggle as Elissa flipped her over onto her hands and knees. Warm, uneven breath skated beside her cheek, and she shuddered as she was jerked back. "No." Elissa's nails raked across her inner thighs, spreading them wide as she lined up the blunt tip of her cock again. Leliana let out a loud sob, part desire and part relief as Elissa slammed back into her, filling her with a single hard thrust. "Mine."
The demon's upper lip peeled back over its fangs, and its eyes flashed. It reached out a hand to fist her hair, forcing her to look up. Leliana gasped as she realized that the broad head of its cock was hovering an inch away from her mouth. A glistening pearl of fluid clung to the tip, and her tongue darted out to slide across her lips without her permission. She clenched her teeth together and screwed her eyes shut, turning her head so that she wouldn't have to look.
"Don't look away, pet," the demon purred. The edges of its fingertips ghosted along her cheek, burning like fire as they ran over her skin. "Your Warden can't be in two places at once. She doesn't have any use for your mouth."
Leliana trembled and clutched down around the thick shaft splitting her apart. Elissa's hips rammed hard against hers at the end of every thrust, and she dug her teeth into her bottom lip to keep from crying out. She knew that if she opened her mouth, the demon would waste no time filling it. But as the ache inside of her grew and the soothing sound of the demon's voice hissed in her ears, the idea didn't seem so disgusting. She knew she should be horrified by what this creature had done to her - what Elissa was still doing to her under its power - but her head was still hazy with lust.
As Elissa's powerful thrusts tore moans of pleasure from her throat, she wondered if she had been wrong to try and escape. Perhaps things were better here? In the Fade, there was no Blight. No pain. No danger. Just her and Elissa, wrapped up in one another for all eternity. When Elissa began alternating between fast, short stabs and deep, slow strokes, it became even more difficult for her to see the downside. The warmth wrapping around her mind was familiar, and she wanted nothing more than to slip back into it.
She opened her eyes. The flared purple head of the demon's cock hovered just a few inches away, and her stomach cramped with desire. The red fog returned, swirling in her head and blurring her vision. She blinked heavily. Was it the demon kneeling before her? Its smooth skin blended from purple to pink, shifting to something much more comfortable to look at. "That's it," Marjolaine's honeyed voice said. "Be a good girl and open your mouth. Your Warden won't mind."
Suddenly, she wanted to taste the offering in front of her. She was desperate to take the length in her mouth, to fold her tongue around the straining head and taste the sweetness pooled at its tip. She could feel herself slipping back down, trying and failing to grab hold of her sanity. Her mouth opened just enough to let a quick breath escape, and Elissa's next thrust pushed her lips past the head of the Marjolaine's cock. She groaned as Marjolaine's familiar flavor spread across her tongue, and she hated herself for enjoying it. Her old Mistress tasted just the same as she remembered.
"Such a good little whore," Marjolaine sang, twisting her hair tight. "Your mouth is almost as sweet as your pussy." Some of her revulsion returned, and she gagged around the thick length, but Elissa's thrusts were unrelenting. Each one forced her lips further down the shaft of Marjolaine's cock, and the tight hand on the back of her head refused to let her pull back. A few tears leaked from her eyes, but she was too confused to tell whether she wept with fear or desire.
The pleasure pulsing through her body quickly became unbearable. It burned its way down, melting into her spine and settling in the pit of her stomach. She didn't even have to bob her head. Between Elissa's thrusts from behind and Marjolaine's grip on her hair, they set the motion for her. Being so full, so used, so selfishly taken made her eyes roll back, and she relented to the powerlessness she found herself craving. Elissa's cock caught against a sensitive spot with every stroke, but her cries were muffled as Marjolaine forced several more inches into her mouth, stretching her jaw and nudging the back of her throat. She rocked helplessly between the two of them, unable to do anything but surrender.
At last, Elissa let out a sharp cry and froze behind her. She slammed forward one last time, and a gush of warmth burst from the tip of her cock. Leliana arched her back, whimpering around the thick shaft in her mouth. The flood filled her until she couldn't hold any more, and heat spilled out with each hard jerk of Elissa's hips. Wetness slipped over the swollen bud of her clit, dripping down her thighs. It was also what Marjolaine had been waiting for. While her muscles tugged at Elissa's twitching shaft, her Mistress gripped the back of her head and pushed all the way into her mouth. The length of Marjolaine's cock shivered, emptying down the back of her throat in several shuddering spurts. She swallowed greedily, running her tongue along the base as best she could to coax out even more sweetness.
Marjolaine swept her damp curls away from her forehead and stared down at her, but made no attempt to withdraw. "See how much nicer things can be if you just behave?" she cooed. She gripped the base of her still swollen shaft, rubbing the last pearl of her arousal against Leliana's pursed lips. "It does no good to fight against your desires, ma chatte. Here, you are mine."
