Drinking at Hanged Man was Hawke, Varric, Isabela and Aveline. They had returned from a mission to the Viscount of Kirkwall and were obviously exhausted and thirsty for alcohol. Aveline even tried to go to the royal guards' quarters like the good workaholic she was, but was stopped by her battle mates before she could accomplish her goal.

- Are you serious that you already want to go back to work? - Hawke put her arm around the warrior's neck, handing her a mug of the best beer in the place (which obviously wasn't much) and smiling from ear to ear. - Come on, the party has barely started!

- I have reports to deliver, Hawke. Unlike you, I have a superior to report my actions and I need everything to be perfect.

- It's just a beer, will you? And on my own, you don't even have to take a coin out of your pocket. If you drink another one just leave it to Isabela, then Varric's and so on.

- Hey, it's you who should be buying me a drink! - Isabela replied, indignant. The other three laughed at the situation and Aveline ended up convinced by that, already knowing that they would not let her go sober.

- Okay, you won when you said the pirate is going to buy me a drink. - The guard replied with a mocking smile, taking a sip of the bitter but refreshing drink.

- / -

The mugs on the table easily passed five, six, seven. "It's good to spend a day without having to put up with the world on your back," Aveline thought, "and enjoy simple moments like this. Make small talk and try to win on the cards, even if this pirate whore always ends up winning. Why does it look like she's cheating? "

- So Varric, can you tell us what you're writing about? - The pirate asked, waiting for her turn to play. The dwarf looked at her and smiled, taking some cards from the table and analyzing them.

- Well, in this story we have a protagonist who runs away with her family, whose life is full of Dantesque tragedies and victories that no one would ever imagine ... And obviously, the group of wonderful friends who always save her ass.

- Apart from having the ass saved by friends, this story sounds strangely familiar. - Hawke said after turning the eighth or ninth mug of beer. - Hey, why don't we do something more fun? We all know that Isabela is hiding the best cards on her thighs, right? It must already be the 20th time she wins!

- I KNEW IT! - Aveline shouted, slapping one hand on the table while pointing at the pirate queen - There is no way she can always have the best hand in the game!

- Hey, it's not cheating if nobody saw it. - Isabela raised her arms, victorious - You guys are just bad losers, yes... But I accept to play something else as long as it is not arm wrestling. The big girl there will want to break me in two!

- You don't guarantee yourself, do you? - Aveline pinned, the mocking smile returning to her face - I bet I'll finish you in two minutes.

- Big girl, I guarantee myself on things you can't even imagine. - Rivaini lifted her body to the front of the table, her breasts almost bouncing around the plentiful cleavage - And I definitely won't let them end in two minutes.

- Ooooooohhh !!! Varric and Hawke dropped in the background, watching the spark that burned between the two women.

The captain of the guard lowered her face as she felt her cheeks turn red, and heard a "Hah!" of the pirate accompanied by his already known laugh. She took another sip of beer trying to hide the blush, but her white skin didn't help much.

- Look how modest our captain is! What is it, Aveline? Have you forgotten how two adults have fun? Or three, four, five ...

- Shut up, whore! - The redhead stood up, even redder than before - You always need to put something dirty in the middle of our conversations to feel good about yourself, don't you?

- Ah, if someone here needs some dirty stuff somewhere, it's certainly you. - Rivaini replied while doing "boop" on the nose of the "rival", again leaving the vast neckline on display for the captain - Why don't you go to The Rose one of these days? For a few sovereigns they can help you remove all the cobwebs from your...

- Yeah, it looks like we're back to our normal schedule. - Varric laughed as he toasted Hawke, watching the two women argue with each other endlessly. It seemed impossible for them not to wrestle every single day…

- / -

- Okay, now I have... Hic!... to leave. - Aveline tried to get up, but her legs seemed to no longer support the weight of her body and heavy armor. She held on to the table to keep from falling on the floor, waking up a Hawke who drooled the wooden surface and scaring the other two colleagues who were talking - Damn…

- Okay, how about if you rent a room here at Hanged Man for tonight? I don't think you're willing to climb that entire Hightown staircase like that.

- But of course I can… do it! Hic! I just need you to help me through the door and...

- Definitely not. - The pirate got up from the table and rested one of Aveline's arms on her shoulder - Hawke, Varric, lift those fat asses and help me here! I'll leave her in my room, it would be a miracle if she could take three steps alone the way she is.

- Yeah, it looks like someone can't drink more than ten mugs. - The dwarf laughed, taking Aveline's weapons and carrying them while the other two dragged the woman to the pirate's room. Because of the height difference, he obviously couldn't help carrying the captain.

- But why your room, Isabela? Won't you be like, fucking a stranger in five minutes? - Hawke helped put the redheaded woman to bed, seeing how fast Rivaini was able to drop pieces of armor from someone's body and leave Aveline with only the clothes on her body - Wow, you are good at that.

- It's a personal talent, thank you. - The pirate smiled - And well, there are several other places where I can enjoy the touch of some stranger than my own room. Besides, I want to see her face when she wakes up tomorrow in the same bed as me...

- You are a demon, Isabela. - Varric said between a laugh, stepping out of the room and taking Hawke with him - Another round?

- Only if you pay, I don't have a single coin in my pocket…

- / -

Aveline felt a body close to hers and hugged it, happy to be beside Wesley again. But her husband looked more curvy than usual, his hair was longer and his body strangely smelled of rum and cinnamon.

- I don't remember you growing your hair. - Murmured, tightening the hug a little more. It was when she felt an extremely soft area of that body that she opened her eyes in fright, seeing the damned Isabela watching her with a smile from ear to ear.

- Good morning, big girl! Nothing like picking up a nice pair of tits to start your day right, isn't it?

- What the hell are you doing here? - The captain jumped up, wondering where they were and even more important, why her armor was on the floor ... Along with the pirate's clothes. - By the Maker, what the hell am I doing here?

- So you don't remember yesterday? - Rivaini discovered herself, revealing her naked, tanned body under the sheet. Aveline could feel her cheeks on fire for some reason she did not know ... Or tried to ignore - You got drunk and we brought you here. Relax, big girl. As much as I am sure that a wonderful abs is hidden under that shirt and that I really want to see it, I would never take advantage of someone drunk ... - She sat on the bed, watching the captain dress piece by piece of her heavy armor - Unless I was equally drunk and both parties thought that having sex would be a good idea. But it wouldn't be wrong, right?

Yes, as much as they both teased each other incessantly, Aveline knew she could trust the pirate. If she had noticed something about the woman in the missions they had done together, it was that she knew how to respect the space of others - at least when it came to sex. So it was obvious that she would not take advantage of Aveline in that situation, even if she probably wanted to. The captain of the guard shook her head as she finished dressing, much to her hostess's sadness.

- It's so early, are you sure you're leaving? - Rivaini sighed, picking up the clothes thrown at her. - I haven't even seen you shirtless, or at least your face flushed again ...

- I have work to do, unlike you. - She replied, putting a hand to her face due to the hangover that finally came, along with a small unnecessary blush - And I need a shower before my shift begins. I have to be an example, and examples don't work smelling like cheap drink.

- That's why I only drink the best rum, hah! - Isabela smiled - Or at least the best available in the establishment ... And yes, I also have work to do! Or did you forget that I'm a captain? You should call me that, Captain Isabela.

- Do you work at The Rose? From what I've heard, you don't miss a day there. And I think that a captain without a ship and crew does not have much service available at sea. - The red-haired woman laughed as she put a sword and shield on her back, heading for the door and leaving the room - See you, whore. - She said and finally left.

- Okay, you won this time. - The brunette replied, yawning before going back to bed. She could leave work for later.

- / -

There was a huge pile of reports, orders, correspondence, and various other things on the captain's desk, which sighed before starting her shift - and probably for all the hours that followed. She only left her office to eat and use the bathroom, using the remaining time to work. She didn't even see the night fall outside, but the physical and mental tiredness showed that she had already worked hard enough. Unfortunately, Aveline was too stubborn to give up and finally rest.

- Big girl, are you there? - Isabela opened the door without even knocking, coming face to face with an exhausted guard captain - Hawke wants to go out for a drink and we thought about calling you... Wow, you're messed up!

- Not now, Isabela. - Aveline replied while lighting all the candles in the room they were in - I have work to do.

- But you worked all the goddam day! Come on, I'll buy you a beer. - One of the pirate's hands rested on the captain's armored shoulder - Is it serious that even isolated inside here you use this thing?

- Unlike some pirates who love to go around showing off their bodies, I need to be well equipped in case of a battle. - She said, returning to her chair and taking another paper.

- But you're not in battle now.

-… - She looked at the pirate who shrugged, showing that the room had no one but them - Okay, you're right.

Aveline felt a weight literally come off her shoulders when she took off those pieces, only wearing a white shirt and brown pants that were a little more tight than Isabela could have imagined. She stretched and heard several parts of her body cracking, as if thanking her for finally breathing. Exhausted, the woman sat back in her chair and yawned.

- It's amazing how nothing here seems to work without my supervision - She opened a drawer and again, to the surprise of the other one there, placed two glasses and a bottle of whiskey on the table - Before you say anything, it was a gift from the viscount for my efficiency. I think I deserve a drink, right?

- Of course, girl! Let's toast the greatest workaholic that Kirkwall has ever seen. - The pirate laughed, approaching while watching the other woman fill the glasses - And since I am a very good person, I will also reward you for your effort...

Again, in a shorter period of time than she would have liked it to be, Aveline felt her face flush as Isabela's hands massaged her shoulders with unprecedented skill. She even opened her mouth to complain, but Rivaini seemed to work some magic with her fingers, undoing the stress points in a few seconds. It didn't take long for the captain to relax in her chair, taking a sip of the whiskey that burned down her throat. She personally preferred beer or even wine, but would not complain about the gift received.

- Isn't that much better? - Isabela asked, stopping the massage for a few moments to also drink a little. Unlike the freckled guard, the woman turned the entire contents of the glass at once and tapped it on the table, then returning to Aveline's shoulders - Wow, that's the good stuff! Don't forget to let me know the next time you receive more goodies from the viscount!

- Pff, you selfish bitch. - Aveline took another sip of whiskey and took the opportunity to release the red hair that fell just below her shoulders - Okay, I'll warn you. After all, drinking all alone is a bit depressing, isn't it?

- And speaking of drinking... Hawke is waiting at the Hanged Man! Let's go? Hmm?

- Ugh, there must be a lot of guards who left their duties… - The image of several of her subordinates trying to talk to her or acting uncomfortable already left the captain of the guard exhausted - Hawke forgive me, but I'm not in the mood for this today. Can you close the door when you leave?

- And leave you alone? There's not even two minutes and you were saying how depressing it is to drink without someone around! I'm sure Hawke will find company in five minutes.

Isabela came around the captain's table, sitting on the wooden surface and crossing her thick, fleshy legs, the light of a candle reflecting on her olive skin. Once again that day, Aveline felt her face burn as she looked at the pirate and felt a little uncomfortable about it. Luckily, the lack of better lighting would help her hide it ... Or at least she did.

- My eyes are here, big girl! And my glass is here, empty ... But who needs a glass, right? - Rivaini smiled, taking the bottle of whiskey and drinking it, a trickle of the drink running down the corner of her mouth and passing through her chin, until she finally wiped it with her fingers - Come on, have a drink too! This is like our girls' night, we can make small talk, talk shit about people we don't like, play cards… I won't cheat, I promise! (Or at least I won't let you notice it...)

Aveline was definitely not used to something as heavy as that whiskey, because even with the after-work fatigue she started to feel incredibly lighter and more relaxed. The massage she had received had also helped in this part, and she was so keen on her own thoughts that she hadn't even paid attention to Isabela's words. She looked at the pirate's glowing face, the amber eyes staring at her while her lips said things that she couldn't connect. When she saw the pirate drink again and smiling, she thought about what it would be like to kiss those lips even though they had already kissed many, many other mouths. At least the other woman was more experienced than the captain of the guard, who had stayed with no one but Wesley. She was even curious about dating other people in the past, including other women, but never wanted to disappoint her father. She had to wait until the wedding to finally get experience on the things he was curious about, or at least some things…

When she came to her mind again, Rivaini laughed heartily at the same time as she tapped a hand on the table. Aveline didn't quite know what was the joke, at least not until she saw the smile from ear to ear on the captain's face.

"So you want to know what it's like to kiss me even though that mouth has already passed through three quarters of the Antiva population and at least half of Kirkwall?"

- I-I didn't say that ... - An instant breath of sobriety came to Aveline's head when she understood the ammunition she had given to another woman - You must have heard something wrong. Please leave, I need... I need to rest.

- Have I? - Isabela lowered her body towards the captain, the smile still emblazoned on her lips. Her jewels sparkled in the light of a candle nearby, the gold glow helping to show the way to the rogue's plunging neckline - I swear I heard you wonder what it would be like... - The pirate's lips moved closer to the redhead right ear, who froze when she felt the hot breath against her skin -… kiss me.

- Y-you whore! - The captain replied, feeling a slight nibble on the ear in question and finally seeing Isabela walk away, now laughing at the situation. But before the brunette left the table completely, she felt her hand being grabbed by an extremely shy Fereldan - Y-you, grr…

Her fingers intertwined with the pirate's as she tried to hide her face with the free hand, which made the scene in question strangely cute... At least on Aveline's side. It didn't take long for her to feel the other woman release her hand and leave the table, to appear in a matter of seconds sitting on the lap of a shy and confused guard captain.

- You won't expect romanticism from me, do you? - Isabela said before sealing her lips to Aveline's, the taste of whiskey meeting again the lips of the warrior who remained in shock for a few seconds. Impatient, the pirate bit the other woman's lower lip and made her way with her tongue, exploring the inside of her mouth. Her hands ran through the straight red hair, going right up to the woman's neck and running her fingertips there, making her shiver. Gradually Aveline responded to the kiss, her tongue meeting the pirate's timidly and being guided by her until the it ended with a surprising peck given by the pirate, who held the guard captain's chin while looking into her green eyes, smiling again - So, it was like you imagined?

- I can't believe you're asking me that ... - The freckled face was even redder than usual, trying to look away but finding only the pirate's full breasts below, which made her salivate a lot. Her body had received that contact between the two of them very well, even because it had been years since the last time Aveline… - Are you seriously not going to get up? - She tried to change the subject.

- But you already want me to leave? - Rivaini sighed, stretching in the other woman's lap and settling herself conveniently on her legs - Okay, get me off your lap and I'll go. I know you have the strength for that, big girl. Her white teeth flashed with yet another of those smirks. It must have been the hundredth of the night - Or just say you don't want me here. I will get the message.

Aveline gritted her teeth in response, bringing her hands up to Isabela's defined waist and holding her with a mixture of strength and care. The pirate let out a purposeful sigh, taking the concentration from her prey at that moment. She hugged the captain's neck tightly, making her face almost squeeze against her tanned breasts. Red and in a cold sweat, the strongest redirected her hands to Rivaini's thighs, which because of her tiny clothes were obviously bare. Before Aveline could think of any other excuse, her hands tightened tightly on the smooth, juicy flesh of the pirate queen, her lips returning to the voluptuous woman who smelled of cinnamon and alcohol.

- So this is a yes? - Isabela asked between the kiss, listening to the classic "Shut up, whore" as an answer. Her body was returned to the captain's private table, still feeling the woman's hands clenching her thighs tightly and climbing up to her buttocks. She seemed to want to show who was the boss there, and Rivaini didn't care at all to show that it was definitely not Aveline. She responded to the kiss more ravenously, biting her pink lower lip as she pulled on the red hair, showing her white neck and freckled neck. She ran her tongue from Aveline's collarbone to her chin, feeling the slight taste of sweat before leaving a visible mark on her victim. Obviously the guard captain would not let it go, responding with an audible slap on the pirate's thigh while muttering under her breath. A brief silence came over the place after such a scene, causing both of them to stop kissing and face each other for a few seconds.

- Ah, I… I didn't mean to hurt you, sorry…

- Okay, now I'm definitely wet. - Isabela smiled, using the opportunity to take her hands to Aveline's shirt and pull it very quickly, something worthy of the rogue that she was - …W o w. I knew you were strong, big girl, but you managed to impress me even more.

The pink, freckled arms were incredibly defined, worthy of someone who worked out daily for decades. Her ripped abs also denounced that Aveline exercised daily, and the drops of sweat running down that six pack made the pirate feel wetter than in the middle of a storm. Underneath those brown pants it was certain that her legs were also wonderfully defined, and as incredible as it seemed, Aveline still had considerable breasts, covered by a sash that did not disguise her hard nipples. Without wasting any more time, Isabela threw the band away and grabbed one of her pink breasts, playing with the nipple and nibbling it while maintaining eye contact. Low and thoughtful sounds came from Aveline's mouth, who looked away as the pirate's hands unbuttoned the captain's pants and pulled her down with underwear and everything, finally seeing the red tuft and freckled skin. - Just as I imagined it to be! - She said smiling, admiring the pubic hair and running her fingers lightly over them, feeling the red-haired woman's body shiver in response. It was exactly the kind of reaction that Rivaini was looking for.

- Don't be ashamed, how about another sip of whiskey? And come on, finish taking off those pants. I don't want you to fall right in the middle of our fun. - Aveline did what she asked a little shy and took another sip straight from the neck. The childish thought of an indirect kiss came to her head and then, she felt Isabela pull her again and fit a leg between hers, brushing and feeling how wet she was already. - Looks like someone is enjoying it ...

- I didn't know you talked so much instead of fucking. - She tried to hide his shame by playing tough.

- Only when it is to torture you.

Rivaini continued to brush her leg against Aveline's wet sex, tightening her waist and increasing the pace of the movements that made the guard sigh and moan. With her mouth, the pirate made her way through the freckled and white body, marking the neck that was offered without resistance and making a trail of saliva, kisses and bites, enjoying each one of those breasts without the slightest hurry. She felt the captain's body increase her stride, begging for her touch, at the same time that her large, callused hands strolled through her brown hair and touched her neck, shoulders, pressed her back and went down to the pirate's juicy ass, squeezing with a slight violence.

- Isabela… - Aveline stared at the pirate's yellow eyes, the heat in her body was already unbearable - Stop torturing me, you whore…

- Sorry, I was torturing you? - One of the woman's hands went up to the abdomen of the captain, feeling it and lightly running her nails over it - Okay, I can go back to work, just tell me what you want.

- You know very well…

- No, I don't know. - She responded by raising her leg and forcing even more contact between the two of them. The huge smile did not leave her face - You may want sooo many things!

Furious, Aveline removed Rivaini's hand from her belly and pressed it against her wet sex at the same time that she was pulling at her hair, being graced by the groan that Isabela released in a loud and good tone. - Come on, touch me! I don't have the fucking whole night!

- Okay, okay ... - Two fingers of the pirate slid down the big lips and came back, finally going to meet the clitoris of the red-haired woman whose body trembled in such intimate contact. She returned to kiss Aveline willingly and to play with one of her breasts with the hand that was previously free, while the other made precise circular movements and lightly fast, before Aveline finally had an orgasm. The captain rested her head on the pirate's neck and her hands on the table, catching her breath as her body craved more.

- Happy?

- Not yet… - She replied, pulling Rivaini off the table and sitting in her place, legs spread like a feast - Come on, kneel down.

- Uh, did anyone decide to be bossy? - The pirate smiled, kneeling between Aveline's legs and staring at her - You look much better when you're playing tough...

- Shut up and suck me instead of talking, like the good whore you are. I already said I don't have all night.

Just as she was told (and because she was really enjoying that side of Aveline), Isabela spread the captain's legs wide open and brought her mouth against the desired spot, passing her tongue between her small lips and going to the biggest and hardest clitoris that she had ever seen, which obviously only made everything more interesting. She began to suck it slowly as the same time she raised one hand to the middle of her own legs, soaked thanks to how much she had provoked the captain. Her fingers stimulated herself at the same rate as she sucked and licked Aveline, feeling the stronger woman pull her hair so she could go faster. - Come on, whore! Show what you can do! - She said between moans and Rivaini took her free hand to the woman's opening, penetrating it with a finger and nibbling lightly on her clitoris, trying to keep the rhythm of her mouth and both hands. It was difficult, but not impossible, especially considering her track record. In an altruistic act, she stopped touching herself and focused only on the warrior, putting one more finger on her and increasing the pace of the thrusts, feeling Aveline's body tremble and roll over the table, her taste spreading through Isabela's mouth with each tongue movement and going down her throat better than any alcoholic drink.

- Isab- hmm…! - Aveline held tight to the table when her body shuddered and several spasms spread, finally releasing her from the tension that had accumulated for so long. She released the pirate who was licking her lips in satisfaction and raised up, still panting because of the good work that Isabela had done.

- I hope you're not tired, big girl, because I deserve my fun too...

Aveline didn't even bother to speak, just got up and pushed Isabela against the table whose papers were already scattered on the floor or too wet to be delivered. She pressed the woman's breasts against the table, leaving she back to her and looked at the pirate's private parts, covered in soaked underwear as her dress covered nothing. Very easily she tore the small piece of fabric and threw it away, pulling the pirate's waist against her own body and brushing the skin against hers, the simple friction making her clit stiffen. She pressed hee hands tighter against the woman's waist, which was now swaying and rubbing her ass and sex soaked against the warrior's groin, her body squeezed between the woman and the work table.

- Remind me to give you a strap on as a gift next time, big girl, because you definitely deserve one.

- You talk like a next time would happen. - Aveline replied, pulling Isabela's hair while letting two fingers explore the pirate's intimacy with force and rudeness. A hoarse cry came from Rivaini's throat, who clutched the trembling table and moaned even more. If there were any guards around, they would obviously hear all the mess that was going on inside, but at that time the guard captain obviously didn't mind. In one moment she was pulling Isabela's hair, in another she was letting go of her head to distribute heavy slaps on the pirate's cheeks, sticking one more finger inside her and not stopping to fuck that wet pussy until the other one seemed incredibly tired, enough to support her weight on the table. Aveline removed her wet fingers from inside the pirate and stared at them for a brief moment, pushing them to her own mouth on impulse and tasting the salty taste of the other woman. It was quite different from what she had tasted before, and it was good.

- We… will definitely have a next time. - Isabela smiled, leaving the table and composing herself - Oops, is there still whiskey here?

She took the last sip of the bottle and pushed the other woman lying on the table, using her incredible agility to sit between her, throwing away the tiny clothes she still wore and finally leaving her body free. She lifted one of the redhead defined legs and rested it on her shoulder, kissing Aveline with the lower lips and showing another smile in the process.

- You seem to enjoy that kind of thing a lot, don't you? Have you ever imagined doing something like this before? - She took advantage and bit Aveline's toned leg, which made a slight growl in response.

- I will not answer that, whore... - The guard's hips moved in the same intensity, and she took advantage of the fact that both hands were free to catch the pirate's immense breasts. She groped them willingly, making Isabela move even more between her legs. The seductive and velvety voice stirred Aveline's head, and the sounds she heard now were better than she could imagine.

- I'll... Take this as a yes... Can you sit down?

- I can try ... - The warrior replied, lowering her leg and again grabbing the pirate's cheeks while she sat, moving it more and more against her body to increase the friction. Aveline had never felt anything like this, she found herself bewitched by the woman who hugged her neck and kissed her lips less lasciviously and more affectionately than before. She felt Isabela melt between her legs and that only made her want to devour the pirate until her last breath, she felt her clit even harder and pulsating with each pirate's swirling movement until she couldn't take it anymore ... Shee hugged her when another climax came, her body shaking with the sensation that went through it entirely. It didn't take long for Isabela to do the same, oozing between Aveline's legs and tightening her embrace.

There was only silence for a few seconds, the sound of both breaths recovering their paces and announcing that such an intimate moment had ended. Rivaini felt her friend / rival fit her head on her shoulder and kiss her neck lightly, touching her back with her fingertips.

- Don't tell anyone about it. - Aveline asked - I have a reputation to watch over.

- Of course, of course... - Isabela disentangled herself gently from that muscles and went to the floor, picking up her clothes and dressing them with the same skill that she took it off. - It was fun to relieve your tension, big girl. When you want to do it again, you know where I am.

She blew a kiss and finally left the room, leaving the guard captain alone with her thoughts. "Yes, I know where to find you." The thought left the woman's face hot, and she hated herself for admitting that she would certainly do it again.