When you are seven and a half feet tall-not including the horns-the human world is a little too small for your liking. Particularly the chairs. (M for inevitably foul Iron Bull dialog/bondage/etc.)

Plotless smut between a female Lavellan and the Iron Bull. Post game. One-shot.

Inquisitor Rosalie has just slain her first high dragon. Iron Bull is rather desperate to celebrate the occasion.

**Testing out my story from another site on here** Iron Bull may never have admitted it out loud, but he has more going on in his head than how much he likes to hurt things. Granted that is a big part of his thoughts, but so is one thing he'd never dream of hurting...out of the bedroom anyway.

A loveable Dalish elf becomes leader of the inquisition. Though her demeanor is not that of a fearless warrior, her crazy antics seem to pay off in battle. Adored by her companions she finds her self in a love triangle without even realising it... [Iron Bull X Inquisitor] [Inquisitor X Cullen] M Rated for eventual SMUT.

After killing a dragon in the Emerald Isle, Iron Bull and Solena Adaar find a new way to unwind.

The Inquisitor wants to try something new with Iron Bull. (Female Inquisitor/Iron Bull. Please note that this contains light BDSM/bondage. It is also purely smut.)