Fenris, Dorian and Zevran sat around the table in their quarters, quietly eating their meal. Isabella threatened them all with bodily harm if they left yet another meal untouched, as had happened on the previous three nights.

Zevran was the first to come out of his reverie, chuckling to himself. "I am glad to see Isabella has not lost any of her feistiness over the years," he said nostalgically.

"Why didn't you ever pursue her?" Fenris asked

"Ah well, while Isabella is a lot of fun to take a tumble with, she was never the sort to be tied down," Zevran explained with a wink, "at least not in that way. It was fun to take our pleasures from each other a time or two, but she was never willing to give more than that."

Fenris nodded, "Yes, I recall her being quite loose with her affections during the time I knew her in Kirkwall as well. She even flirted with me a time or two, but I found nothing enticing about her."

Fenris looked at Dorian, admiring the new earring he was sporting. "It suits you," he said, reaching out to run his finger over the glittering adornment.

Dorian blushed slightly, "I'm glad you approve, love. Does this mean … ?"

Fenris rose from his seat and paced around the room, trying to find the right words he wanted to say.

"The last three nights have helped me come to a decision. I can't deny my feelings … I love you both and I can't … I won't … choose between you," Fenris said affectionately. "Clearly, you two have also formed a connection with each other as well, and I can't ask either of you to give that up."

Fenris sighed "Maker, this is going to be complicated."

Dorian laughed warmly, "I daresay I hope my father doesn't fall over in shock when he learns I now have two elven lovers."

Dorian stood, and drew Fenris into his arms and gestured for Zevran to join them. The three of them just stood there, holding each other for a while.

Zevran then got a very naughty look in his eyes, and he let his hands wander, each hand finding an ass cheek and squeezing suggestively.

Dorian rolled his eyes, "You really are insatiable, aren't you?"

"Si, mi cariño," Zevran replied huskily, "how can I not be, with two such beautiful men in my arms?"

While still holding the two elves in his arms, Dorian bent down to put a searing kiss on Zevran's lips, remembering the passion they had shared the night before.

Fenris felt a twinge of jealousy seeing the two kiss, tensing slightly, and Dorian sensed his tension. Dorian gently rubbed Fenris' back and turned his attention to the lyrium-lined elf, kissing him just as passionately, and Fenris relaxed into Dorian's embrace.

"Never doubt my love for you, Amatus," Dorian whispered.

"Si, mi querido, we both love you so very much," Zevran said, pulling Fenris into a fiercely passionate kiss. "We also know how fragile your heart is. We will let you set the pace of whatever is between us. Tell us, what is it you want?"

He had felt lucky to find love with Dorian after his disappointments in love in the past, his heart breaking a little when he still thought of Hawke and Anders. Then when he thought Zevran had also left his life for good he had almost given up hoping he'd ever find love, believing he was probably too broken and bitter.

Now, here in this moment, to have both Dorian and Zevran holding him, declaring their love for him, it overwhelmed his senses and his emotions.

Fenris buried his head between their two shoulders, clinging to them both, his breathing becoming ragged and uneven. When he lifted his head there were tears streaming down his face.

"What I want is both of you, in my life, always. Please say you will always be by my side," Fenris said.

Dorian and Zevran both raised a hand to cup Fenris' face, wiping his tears with their thumbs, and in unison said "We promise."

"Let us show you how much," Dorian breathed into Fenris' ear.

They drew Fenris into a tighter embrace, planting sweet, tender kisses along Fenris' jaw and down his neck.

Fenris sighed in contentment.

Dorian swept Fenris off his feet into his arms (again) and carried the lithe elf to their bed. He and Zevran began to slowly undress Fenris, kissing and caressing every inch of him. Then they got up and began to undress each other, making a little show of it for Fenris, bringing a smile to the elf's face.

Then Zevran and Dorian returned to the bed, each taking a place at Fenris' side, to continue kissing and caressing, making Fenris whimper and moan.

Zevran took a pause from his ministrations, looking at his two young, beautiful lovers. In some ways he didn't feel he deserved such happiness, after the life he had led. Coming out of his brief reverie he asked "How do you want us, mi querido?" as he slowly began to stroke Fenris' erection, eliciting a moan from the younger elf.

Fenris' voice failed him and instead he sat up, kissing Zevran while pushing the older elf onto his back, and he started to arch his hips into Zevran's groin. Then with his hands he tried to indicate that he wanted Dorian behind him.

The thought of taking Fenris, while Fenris took Zevran sent a rush of heat to Dorian's cock, making him even harder than he already had been. Dorian eagerly grabbed the bottle of oil and positioned himself where Fenris wanted him. "Let me prepare you both," Dorian said huskily.

Dorian slicked his fingers and reached down to massage Zevran's entrance first, while Fenris continued to slowly rut against the older elf slowly, kissing Zevran breathless. Zevran moaned into Fenris' kisses as Dorian slowly breached his tight ring of muscle, sliding in first one finger, and then two, slowly widening his entrance for Fenris. When Zevran began arching his hips into Dorian's fingers, he knew Zevran was ready, and withdrew. He slicked his hand and grabbed Fenris' erection, slicking it, before using his hands on Fenris' hip and erection to help guide the younger elf into Zevran, both of the elves moaning loudly as Fenris slowly slid his length into Zevran.

The scene before him was so erotic, Dorian couldn't help but stare for a moment as he watched Fenris sink himself into Zevran slowly. It was probably the most erotic thing Dorian had ever seen and he was so close to almost coming right there just from the sight of it.

"Take me Dorian, I want to feel you inside me," Fenris moaned, bringing Dorian out of his reverie. Once again he slicked his fingers, this time sliding them into Fenris, taking his time to prepare Fenris, stretching him and pleasuring him with his fingers.

Dorian knew when Fenris was ready for him almost on instinct now, and soon was slicking his own erection before finally tossing the bottle of oil aside and sinking himself into his lover. The hot, tightness was almost overwhelming after being so incredibly turned on just watching the two make love.

Fenris was beyond a state of utter bliss, feeling both the tight heat of Zevran around his cock and the delicious fullness of Dorian inside of him. He never thought anything could ever feel this good.

Slowly all three of them began to move, slowly finding a rhythm with each other, flesh slapping against flesh as their trusts became harder, more urgent. Fenris gave into the ecstasy, thrusting into Zevran and then arching into Dorian with abandon. He never felt quite so whole … so complete. The sensations were almost overwhelming and he wouldn't last long at this rate.

Between Zevran moaning "mi amor" and Dorian groaning "amatus," Fenris' heart fluttered and felt so much love for these two amazing men.

Soon … too soon … Fenris was on the edge of the abyss, trying to hold on, to let it build to more impossible heights, before he finally let himself crash, coming hard, spilling inside of Zevran, jerking his hips as Dorian continued to pound into him a few more times before crying out his own release. Fenris regained enough of his sense to then grab Zevran's erection and stroking him to completion as well.

Afterwards, Fenris lay between them, basking in the afterglow of the most powerful orgasm he'd ever experienced. Zevran and Dorian each had an arm around his waist, and were nuzzling their faces into his chest, sighing contentedly.

Fenris felt the most at peace as he'd ever felt in his entire life. Even more so than the few weeks of peace he and Dorian had found in Tevinter together. He finally found himself feeling whole and part of him realized that he did indeed need both of these men in his life. They each filled a void he didn't even know he had until he'd met them.

Fenris finally felt at home.