Chapter 7: Coming to a Decision

As Alistair was being led to the large 4 poster bed in Valariya's room at Arl Eamon's estate, he couldn't help thinking what a lucky man he was. Yes, he may dread becoming King of Ferelden, but if he had these two amazing people at his side to help him rule, it didn't seem quite so overwhelming anymore.

Zevran began undressing Alistair. Pulling his tunic over his head, and then giving him a saucy look when he began to undo the laces on his breeches, making Alistair blush. Valariya in turn was helping Zevran out of his clothes and once both men were completely naked they turned their attentions on her and helped her remove her clothing as well.

Then Valariya and Zevran coaxed Alistair onto the bed, placing him between them. They took turns kissing the big man passionately, while touching and caressing all of his most sensitive areas. Alistair felt so wanted and loved and all stressful thoughts became very distant.

He reached one hand to palm and fondle Valariya's breasts while his other began slowly stroking Zevran's erect member. Zevran moaned and dove in for a deep kiss with Alistair, before removing his hand. "Let's not move things along too fast, shall we? I'd like to have a little more fun first."

Alistair blushed and pouted and then turned his attentions to Valariya, rolling on top of her while kissing her deeply, his own erect member rubbing against her thigh. She willingly opened her legs for him and he didn't have the restraint to hold back. Soon his member was inside her velvety folds, forcing deep moans of pleasure from Valariya.

"Slow down, mis amores. We don't have to be in such a rush," Zevran admonished, teasingly. "Give me a moment." He got up from the bed and rummaged through his belongings until he found his supply of 'rare Antivan oil.'

While Zevran was up, Alistair and Valariya remained linked, but didn't move. Instead they just kept kissing each other from lips to neck, and nibbling on each other's ears. They both were moaning audibly and as Zevran returned to the bed Alistair exclaimed "hurry up Zev, this is driving us crazy!"

With that Zevran let out a sexy growl and playfully pounced on Alistair from behind. "Woah, woah OK Zev don't hurry that much!" Alistair exclaimed, eliciting a giggle from Valariya.

Zevran then settled in behind Alistair and began dripping oil on his posterior, slowly massaging it in, then slowly inserting fingers, one at a time. This made Alistair moan loudly, and Valariya could feel his member twitch inside of her. This caused her to moan softly as well.

Zevran made a mental note of the fact he was able to pleasure both of them at the same time, even if one was indirectly. This pleased him and he was already starting to think of other ways he would be able to elicit this sort of response.

"Zev, please!" Alistair breathed lustily.

"Please? Please what, my dear Alistair?" Zevran whispered, as he kept slowly thrusting his fingers.

"Please, Zev, take me!" Alistair cried.

Zevran then slowly removed his fingers and replaced them with his aching member. "I thought you'd never ask!" Zevran said, teasingly. He then began a slow series of thrusts into Alistair, and Alistair began to push back into the thrusts, causing him to move inside Valariya.

Soon the two men found a rhythm, causing them both to moan in pleasure. Valariya was in complete ecstasy, feeling Alistair thrust deeply inside her, while getting to watch the two men she loved make love at the same time, brought her over the edge quickly. She screamed both of their names, her body shuddering her release, then clamping down on Alistair in such a way that sent him over the edge next, spilling himself deep inside her.

Seeing both of his lovers in such exquisite ecstasy, and feeling Alistair's release was also too much for Zevran. One or two more powerful thrusts, and he let out a fierce growl as he also spilled deep inside of Alistair.

The two men collapsed, with Alistair ending up in the middle, all three breathing heavily, drenched in sweat. Alistair embraced his two lovers on either side of him, sighing contently.

"If this is how you two plan to 'help me' rule Ferelden, I can't wait to be King!" he said, jokingly.

Truth be told, he would never really want to be king, but as he lay there, he began to realize the wisdom in Valariya's words. His life had never been his own, and the very fact he didn't want to be king, was exactly why he needed to be king. He wasn't out for the power or the glory like Anora clearly was. He just wanted to do what was best for the people of Ferelden.

After all their travels since Ostagar, he had seen so much death, destruction and suffering. He wanted to help everyone he saw, and he began to realize the best way to do that was as king.

Valariya was the first to notice the serious look that had come over Alistair's face. "What's going on inside that handsome head of yours darling?" she asked.

Alistair sighed. "I am starting to realize that you're right, my dear. Ferelden needs ruler that will do what's best for the people of Ferelden, not just what's best for Ferelden. Anora is just out for herself and I cannot sit back and let her keep the throne. It's clear she's in league with her father and I cannot let them win. I will agree to put myself forth as King of Ferelden."

"That's the most sensible thing I've heard you say all day. I'm proud of you. I know this decision was not an easy one." Valariya said comfortingly.

"I think this will be the first time I helped put a King on a throne without having to assassinate anyone first," said Zevran, teasingly. "… unless, do you want me to 'eliminate' Loghain and Anora for you?"

At first Alistair laughed, but then turned serious again. "No, Zev. As much as Loghain needs to be brought to justice, it has to be handled correctly, and I want to be the one to take off his head for what he did to Duncan and my brother."

"As you wish, my dear Alistair," said Zevran, cupping Alistair's face with one hand and kissing him gently. "You Fereldens and your politics!"