Alright here is a big update. However this update comes with a *HUGE WARNING!* There is some kink, and by kink i mean Selinis gets a taste of Fenris. There is Oral sex Ladies and gentleman. And the lucky guy doesnt even return it. At least not yet! If you are not into it as per usual there will be bold warnings that you can follow just skip to the next one and BAM you are free and clear.
Anyway I hope you enjoy it. I tried not to make it too smutty just because it is supposed to be a romantic thing not a wham bam thank you good bye thing! Also Selinis sings! It is part of the first verse from a song called Mystics Dream by Lorenna McKennitt It was on while i wrote the scene So much thanks goes to her music for this scene!
I hope you guys are enjoying my version of Fenris. See ya on the flip!
Bioware owns Fenris *sigh* and the rest of Thedas, but Selinis is mine!
He was on guard, and she was dreaming again. He could see her eyelids fluttering as her mind explored the fade realm, though he wondered just what was happening this time. Every night it was the same when she slept, nightmare after nightmare would send her into a scream as she would wake up to see him at her side, waiting to help her if needed. Tonight however, she thrashed in her blanket, sweat glistening on her skin in the firelight. She muttered in Orleasian, words of which he had no idea the meaning. He knelt at her side no knowing to wake her of not. If she was as terrified as she seemed she could lash out and harm not only himself, but herself as well.
"Non, non." She sobbed as she flailed her arms up as though she was trying to defend herself. "Maître, s'il vous plaît..."
Fenris reached out to stroke her cheek, then jerked his hand back in terror as she reacted as though he had hit her, her head turning away from him so quickly her body followed.
"Maître Michel, s'il vous plait." She pleaded again.
"This cannot go on." Fenris growled as he grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her roughly, hoping she would wake quicker. "Selinis! Orlias! Wake up! You're dreaming!"
"Non, non, non, Michel...NO!" she said jerking awake, tears free flowing down her cheeks as she opened her eyes and saw Fenris looming over her, worry clear in his eyes. "Fenris?"
He pulled her close, afraid of betraying the fear that sat in his gut like molten lead. He placed an arm on her waist as he pulled her into his lap, his free hand stoking her hair as she gave in to him, laying her head on his shoulder, while the tears came again unbidden. "That wasn't a warden dream was it?" he said his voice soft.
She shook her head burying her face into his bare chest, her touch reacting against the lyrium brands, sending a tingling surge throughout his body.
He was curious to see why he had reacted, but there were more pressing matters to deal with. She needed him. "Sel, what happened? Talk to me, please."
"Ghosts." She whispered her breath hot against his skin.
"Michel your former master I presume?" he growled.
She nodded and looked up at his face, her valiant protector, who had been torn apart by her former masters' dogs before her eyes for daring to do so. "He-"
"Shh, I understand. You don't have to say anything." He said his voice so tender, she wondered if he realised it. "He will never touch you again."
"He can't, Fen, he's dead." She sobbed as she buried her head into his chest again. "One cannot hide from ghosts." She whimpered, "I can still feel him touching me. He- you were- He knew it would kill me to see you hurt, so he- Maker he made me watch."
"Shhhh, I'm here. I'm here." His brows knit together as he looked down at her, his hand still stoking her hair to comfort her. He had always felt he was the survivor, the victim the runaway slave. No one would or could understand. Now he was seeing that he wasn't alone. She had suffered as well; she just hid it better than he ever could.
The morning came, the bright morning light waking Fenris from his sleep. He rubbed his eyes and looked around to see the camp fire was dead, and he had fallen asleep in Selinis' blankets. He must have passed out while he was trying to comfort her last night, he realised as he pulled her blanket off of him and rose to his feet, his eyes looking for his companion. "Strange." He said spotting a set of bare feet that walked off into the distance. He looked around the camp again and saw that Selinis had left her warden armour by her makeshift bed. Where did she decide to go now? Quickly he grabbed his blade and followed the foot prints, it could be nothing, but he wasn't going to take any chances.
The trail wound through the trees and over a small embankment. Until Fenris began to feel the dampness of the ground on his bare feet, and the sound of running water. A stream? No it is too loud to be a stream he thought as he pushed his way past a bush and onto a bank that opened up around a small rocky pool that was home to a waterfall at the far end. By his estimation the falls were over twenty feet high, with the rocky pool being around forty feet long by thirty and shaped like a lop-sided teardrop that ended in a stream that seemed to disappear into an underground cavern of some kind. Though he was curious that the cavern was there, his eyes ventured back to the falls and spotted a figure near its base.
As his eyes focused, his heart began to pound, knowing that he was watching her. She was only partially submerged as he watched her move further away from him, towards the falls. Her hair hung long with only a simple knot holding it back from her face as it dragged across the surface of the water. He shivered as a breeze passed over his skin, and hers causing her hair to move like an ocean wave revealing her tattooed back for him to admire.
He knew he should look away, but his body refused to move as his eyes moved over the smooth lines of her tattoo, then the cream colored skin of her hips, the soft curve of her bottom, and slender legs. He could hear her singing something, though he had no idea what, he was too busy watching her to do anything else, though he did realise he was only wearing his pants and they were getting very uncomfortable.
She moved through the water, her nude form gliding through the water as her voice grew in volume. It had been so long since she had been forced to sing for her master, and though she hated him, it was the only thing she had ever enjoyed about her life back then. When she sang, he couldn't touch her. Especially when he had her perform for his various guests. It was heaven to her. Here she was years later and away from him, away from the streets, the circle, and the wardens. For the first time she was free and she wanted to sing, so she did.
'A voiceless song in an ageless light,
Sings at the coming dawn.
Birds in flight are calling there,
Where the heart moves the stones.
It's there that my heart is longing for,
All for the love of you.'
Fenris heard her voice as it caressed his skin. She had never told him she could sing, in fact he realised how little he actually knew about her, though there he was up to his knees in the water his leather pants getting soaked, and he didn't care. Her voice was so-
"Fenris."
He froze as she said his name. His mouth went dry as she looked back over her shoulder at him. He wanted her. Wanted to touch her, taste her, but found himself unworthy. He didn't know what to do. His heart pounded in his chest as her lips parted, her eyes partially closed as she turned towards him. As though the air around them knew what he was feeling, a breeze swirled around her and picked up her hair, fanning it around her like spun silk as it caressed her skin. It was too much.
He had her in his arms before he knew, her naked flesh warm against his chest as he pressed her against him with such force he would have thought he would hurt her, if he could think clearly. Of course he wasn't thinking clearly, even though he never felt so clear in his life. Her mouth was so warm as he plunged his tongue deep into her tasting her, as though she was the cure for all his ills, and he couldn't get enough. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling herself up into him, as though she too had the same need he had. Secure against him, she wrapped her legs around his waist, one of her hands grabbing a fistful of his white hair as she moaned into his mouth at the feeling of his hands cupping her bottom so she wouldn't fall.
He pulled away long enough to get a breath of air and see where they could go. He needed to put her down and get rid of his pants; he needed to feel her against all of him. She had taken his signal that he wanted to look around, and was now kissing the line of his jaw, followed by the shell of his ear, beginning with his earlobe.
Spotting an alcove just to the side of the falls itself, he carried her as she nibbled the shell of his ear, a determined smile on his face. The water from the falls didn't fall directly on top of them, he noticed as they stepped into the alcove. He saw the wall facing the falls was eroded smooth, and took the liberty of pinning his white-haired enchantress against it with a grunt.
The stone felt cool against her hot skin as did the spray from the falls, it helped cool her down from the reaction her body was having to Fenris' touch. He kissed her throat. She unwrapped her legs from his waist and removed her arms from his neck, choosing instead to run her fingertips down his perfect chest, tracing the markings until they disappeared under his leather pants.
Future kink warning, you have been warned! If you are not intrested skip to the next bold marker!
Her touch caused his markings to spark with power. They had begun to glow, though he had not called on them to do so. It was as though she had awakened all of him from a long sleep. He felt alive, truly alive and savoured every moment of it as he tilted his head slightly as he took claimed her mouth yet again capturing a soft moan as she loosened his pants enough to snake one of her hands into its hidden depths to cup him gently. This time he moaned and she pulled away a lustful smile teasing him as she moved her free hand to loosen his pants enough to remove them, her hand smoothing the leather down his backside as her hand caressed his skin, finger tips teasing him as she worked the leather down his body, lowering herself to her knees before him.
Her eyes washed over him, noting his slender elven frame had been indeed marked from his throat to his feet as she finished removing his clothing. She noted the way his body seemed to be a sculpture that an artist had decorated with glowing patterns of swirls and dots, accentuating the curves of his body, the bulge of his taut muscles as he tensed up, his gaze on her as he waited for her to make her next move.
"We should stop this, though I admit I do not wish too." His voice was ragged as he watched her, his body waiting, aching for her.
"Fenris, this is the first time I wish to do this. Let me." She breathed, each letter of her words laced with the passion of her native tongue.
Unable to respond with his voice he simply nodded and pulled his fingers through her silken hair marvelling at the feeling of it in his hands, until the feeling of her lips wrapped around his member, the warmth of her mouth sending him into a new world of sensation as his markings seemed to burn with blue flames.
Selinis slowly worked her mouth around him, working him deeper and deeper into her slowly. She wanted to pleasure him first, and would take her time to do so. She pulled her head back just as slowly, and then pulled him back into her mouth, the tip of him moving even further down her throat until her lips came to his base, his smooth skin touching her nose as the magical brands there lit her in an icy blue glow. She felt him writhe and fight his instincts to buck against her face; he didn't want to hurt her. A smile in her eyes she looked up at him and pulled her head back again, taking the liberty to flick her tongue over his tip, the sudden feeling of the heat from her mouth and the feel of the icy spray form the falls making him harder than the stone around them, the lyrium designs that wound around his manhood seeming to pulse with each breath he took.
"Selinis, Sel-" he said the rumbling in his voice so deep it sounded more like a sound his namesake would make than what an elf would be able to make.
Pulling back from him, she smiled. "Should I stop?"
He looked down at her his eyes snapping open. "Don't you dare." he said trying to sound threatening, but the feel of her had made its mark and his words sounded more like he was pleading her not to stop.
With a dangerous grin, she winked at him and moved again this time moving so that he could move himself into her at a steady pace as her mouth sucked at the length of him. He watched her in awe until he could feel himself coming closer and closer to the edge of his control; his muscles tensed as he closed clenched his eyes shut.
"Orlais..." he whimpered.
She took him deeper as she had done at the start, using one hand to steady him while her other hand carefully played with the flesh that rested beneath her chin, teasing it with her fingertips. He was so close to release, his hand fisting in her hair as he used his free hand to brace himself against the stone until finally he felt himself breaking against her, the tide of him crashing against the back of her throat as she swallowed to keep herself from drowning.
Kink over! now back to normal-ness!
Spent, Fenris knelt with her on the stone and cradled her face between his hands, eyes locked on hers as he whispered endearments to her in Tevinter, promising himself to her in body and soul, wondering if she even understood him. He pulled her close and kissed her softly, giving himself a moment longer before pulling away from her and standing, pulling her to her feet with him.
"Je t'aime, Fenris."
He looked at her and tilted his head slightly, his ears twitched as he tried to understand her.
"I love you, Fenris." She breathed, translating for him.
He gave her a genuine smile, then lowered his gaze, his emerald eyes smouldering as they burned a hole through her own. "I didn't think I needed anyone or wanted anyone, until now."
She shivered slightly as his voice deepened.
"As I said before, I am yours."
What she would do to stay with him just as they were, forever. She thought as she looked into his eyes. She wanted to stay, live at his side where their past didn't matter. Where she was a woman and he a man, not a mage and runaway slave, but she couldn't she had to see her quest through. There were others depending on them. Selinis, you have a mission, she reminded herself, reality flooding back into her mind. Fenris noticed the ice change in her eyes, "Orlais?"
"Oui?" she said softly, "I am sorry. My mind ran off. We must get going. No matter how much I would love to lose myself with you. We have spent too long here, mon amour. Hawke and Anders need us to get moving."
"As you wish." he purred, bending over to pick up his discarded pants, before leading her back to their camp.
So there, it is done! Damn Selinins and her rational thinking! Anyway If any of you readers get the reference of "as you wish" you are awesome! mush mush romance...oh boy i need to write more. Hope you enjoyed it! Comments are LOVE!