I wake up with a comfortable ache between my thighs and a soreness in my neck. The ache is because of what Leliana did to me while the soreness is because of what I did to Leliana. I feel an uncomfortable pressure against my hip and move to adjust how my weight is distributed. A throbbing in my hip reminds me of the new scar I've got from last night. Leliana bit into me when I wouldn't stop squirming and didn't release until I stayed still. It took me a while to go still. As I adjust my weight I take a mental inventory of how Leliana and I are positioned. We're currently spooning with Leliana (obviously) the bigger spoon. Her 'top' arm is wrapped around my stomach with a hand resting on my tit; her other arm is curled above my head with her hand a few inches from my face. One of her legs is hiked up over my lip with the other leg entangled in my own legs. My arms are currently bent in order to rest a few inches beyond Leliana's hand. I look over my shoulder and see Leliana's still asleep. I put my head down and close my eyes. I'm not sure if I drift off or not, but Leliana squeezing my tit is what brings my attention back to her. Our blanket is currently kicked off of us, so I wouldn't be surprised if the woman wanted to go again before Morrigan and Duncan return.
"Leliana?". She grunts and squeezes my breast harder. It's not pleasurable, but it's controlling and I absolutely can get off on her dominating me. I grind back into her and Leliana gives a sigh. I can't interpret what she means before Leliana begins moving the hand not squeezing my tit. My hair is brushed away from my neck. Slowly, Leliana leans forward and kisses my neck. I sigh in contentment as Leliana's warm breath washes over me.
"I love you.". I gently take her hand off my tit, bring it up to my lips, and kiss the back of her hand.
"I love you.". Leliana kisses my neck and I kiss her hand again. Slowly, I return her hand to my tit. Leliana rests her hand against my breast, but she doesn't squeeze it again. My embarrassment and shyness tells me not to offer to fuck her, but my desire wins over in the end.
"Leliana?". She kisses my neck to show me she's listening.
"Do you want to go again?". Leliana hums before pushing me onto my stomach. My human lover's hips come to rest on my ass. Both of her hands come around to rest on my shoulders. Leliana speaks, and now it's with the cruel voice she used last night during our fucking.
"Lie there and don't say a work. I'm going to use you to get off.". Leliana begins adjusting herself until her cunt can rub against my ass in a way that'll get her off without giving me any pleasure. I close my eyes and bit my lip to keep from begging my love to get me off. If she commands me to lie here and take it, then I'll lie here and take it.
Leliana starts grinding and rubbing her cunt against me while her hands begin to fist my skin like I'm a damned blanket. Pain flares as Leliana pulls my flesh and starts tugging on me. My breathing picks up and my masochist tendencies go against me. Just the pain brought on by Leliana's yanking is enough to get me going. The next time Leliana's cunt pulls back from my ass I thrust upwards in an attempt to get her to start focusing on me. A sharp, powerful punch to the back of my skull is my reward. I whimper and Leliana starts redoubling her efforts to fuck herself using me as a tool. Leliana keeps yanking on my shoulders' skin while steadily picking up speed in her thrusts. Eventually, she's in essence slapping her cunt against my ass in a desperate attempt to finish herself off. I've started to fist the blanket beneath me as pain keeps making my eyes water. Leliana is panting in my ear, but begins to speak as she gets closer and closer.
"Is this what gets you off? Me owning you like you're my slave? Being beaten and abused like your ancestors were by mine? Just lying there and being used as some fucktoy?". She nearly screams the last word, and some sober part of my mind calls me to action.
"Leliana! Don't be so loud, you'll-". Fingers are shoved in my mouth.
"Fuck you, you slutty little bitch! I'll be as loud as I want to be! I'll yell as loud as I can that you're a whore! I'll tell your father you're a whore! I'll take out a poster on the Chantry's board just to tell everyone you're a whore! Fuck, I'll go through Denerim with you on a leash and make you scream about how you're a whore if I want to!". I groan and my eyes flutter closed.
"In fact, I have an idea.". Leliana grabs both of my pointed ears like they're reins and begins using my ears to propel her thrusts even faster. Leliana is still panting against me. I groan in pain and arch my back. My arch allows Leliana to pull my ears harder and smack her cunt into my ass faster. Leliana growls at me.
"Say you're my whore. Say, 'I'm Leliana's whore!'. No, scream it! Scream it for the whole forest to hear!". I whimper in mock-protest. Leliana sinks her teeth into my shoulder and I scream.
"I'm Leliana's whore!". Leliana and I both freeze as barking erupts a few feet to our right. Leliana barely manages to roll off of me before Duncan has ripped through our tent. From my Mabari's point of view this must be pretty obvious. His owner is lying on the ground and bleeding (from the bite on my shoulder) while his owner's friend is a few feet away with blood dripping from her mouth. To Duncan it must be pretty obvious that Leliana was trying to hurt me. At least, I think that's what he thinks because he lowers himself, starts to growl, and stalks towards Leliana.
"Duncan!". He stops and begins wagging his tail at me. I, however, need to see something else. I look through the hole he made and see he made another hole through Morrigan's tent. And, lying down with a beat-red face is Morrigan. Her wide eyes are currently looking into my tent. I'm the first to speak.
"Morrigan. How much did-". She interrupts me.
"Enough.". My friend reaches up, grabs her tent, and collapses it on herself. I try to stop her.
"Morrigan, you can suffocate if-". She interrupts me again.
"I'll suffocate!". I groan.
We're riding on bought horses that Morrigan got us on our way to Redcliffe when Morrigan finally brings up last night.
"We need new tents.". Leliana and Duncan are currently riding ahead of us, so I'm free to talk to Morrigan without interruption.
"I know. Although, there is one thing I want to give you that isn't a tent.". I look over to see Morrigan warily looking me up and down.
"I don't know the complex relations you and Leliana have, but I deeply hope she's not allowed to give you away like some kind of sick gift.". I can practically feel my face turn red as I correct her.
"No! No, that's not the gift!". Morrigan's expression doesn't change as she nods.
"Alright, but if she tries don't let her. You aren't some pet to be handed off to another master.". That's... That's actually probably one of the nicest thing the witch has ever said to me. I, however, decide not to engage her comment. Instead, I just reach into my bag and pull out Morrigan's gift. The thick, black tome I found in the Circle Tower. Morrigan's face lights up as she snatches the book from me. My companion presses it against her face and looks at me with bright eyes.
"Do you know what this is?!". I shake my head and she explains.
"This is one of my mother's grimoires! It holds all of her secrets, spells, and tricks!". I don't care too much about Flemeth's secrets, but I nod to play along. Morrigan rips the book open and begins reading with hungry eyes. I smile before turning my attention back to the trail. We've only ridden for a few more hours before Morrigan pokes me. I look over at her and see the light has died from her eyes.
"Yes?". Morrigan motions the book at me and speaks in a slow, saddened voice.
"Do you know what my mother's grimoire says?". I shake my head. She swallows and asks another question.
"Do you know how my mother stays young even after hundreds of years?". I shake my head again, but this time my dark friend explains why she's asking.
"Apparently, Flemeth has had many daughters over the years. And, when they come of a proper age Flemeth will posses them. In that way, she will stay young forever.". Morrigan's face twists in a grimace.
"I'm assuming I'm the perfect age for her, and she's only waiting for the Blight to end to take me.". Her eyes bore into mine and I see true fear in them for once.
"Please, I cannot face her. I need you to go to her hut and find a way to get her original grimoire, so that I can learn her deepest secrets and how to avoid my faith. I'm assuming she will fight you, but I cannot stop that. I can likewise not travel with you. I know her, and she won't appear if I am there.". I nod and make her a promise.
"I'll get it for you. I promise.". Our conversation is interrupted by a scream ahead of us. I sigh before whipping my horse up to where Leliana is.
"Was that you?". Leliana shakes her head and I look down from the ridge where we're standing. Some man is standing in front of a bridge shaking his arms at us. I sigh and ride down to him.
"What the fuck do you want?". He looks shocked at how I greet him, but begins explaining the situation.
"Redcliffe has been attacked by demons! T-". I cut him off.
"Yeah, yeah. Where's the warden that came through here? I'm with him.". The man blinks before continuing.
"He helped us defend the city from demons last night, but attempted to launch an attack on the castle this morning to save one of the royal family. He and his faithful servant were captured only a few minutes into the battle! He was captured after he was beaten in battle, and his mage servant surrendered.". I know Wynne probably surrendered to keep Alistair alive by healing him when he awoke. I sigh and motion towards Redcliffe.
"Is there any way into the castle that isn't across the bridge?". The man nods and keeps talking.
"My liege told me to tell the next warden to come through here should the previous one fail how to get to the castle.". I scoff.
"Obviously, the last one failed. So, take me to where I need to go and I'll save your damned ruined town.". He nods and begins running off. I groan before riding after him.