Author's Disclaimer: I don't own a thing belonging to "Dragon Age 2" or its affiliates.
Author's notes: I'm liking this pairing more and more :P No I haven't played the game yet but I really want to! Dedicated to CharlieBarrow for introducing me to the pairing through youtube vid. Omegaverse pairing with female Hawke as the alpha, and omega Isabela.
For CharlieBarrow: Enjoy :P
QueenTyzula: more smuuuut! Just for you guys :P
"Catching the Wind"
Chapter two "Hawke's Gamble"
It was an interesting idea.
Isabela's soft moans resounded in Hawke's ears as she slid a hand down the front of her loosened bodice. Hawke had talked Isabela into coming back to her family's home and it wasn't long before Hawke had the elusive pirate in her arms. As always, Isabela was on top of her, thighs wrapped around her waist and grinding against her shaft. Hawke's cock had formed, thickening steadily and Isabela delighted in turning her on.
Hawke had had the idea when their lips had met this time. Always, Isabela kept her tunic on. She allowed Hawke to loosen her corset so she could get at her breasts, and her small clothes always were tugged off, but Hawke wanted to strip her bare. She also wanted to take off all of her own clothes. Heavy tunic and trousers weren't conducive to a strenuous physical tryst. This time, Hawke would get her fully naked before she joined them together.
Isabela may protest, but Hawke was curious to feel her. All of her. Her wet cave was a joy to part with her cock, but Hawke wanted to feel her warm bare skin full against hers. Isabela giggled as Hawke's dark head settled beneath her chin and her lips settled along her collar bone. Hawke dragged her tongue along her clavicle and bent her head lower. One hand worked at Isabela's dratted corset as the other ran down the curve of her ass, squeezing. Isabela purred with contentment, arms sliding around Hawke's neck. She blushed as the guardsman settled her mouth on a bared nipple. Her lips made it stiffen.
"Oh, Hawke…."
Hawke shifted her hips beneath Isabela. The pirate had had the bright idea to climb on her as she sat on the small dining table in her chambers, the more to make her uncomfortable with. With warm thighs clamped around her, and the promise of heat sliding along her clothed shaft, Hawke didn't mind at first. But her legs were beginning to cramp. Hawke took a gamble and stood, hands going low to Isabela's ass. She held her against her as she stood, walking with shaking steps toward the canopied bed. "Hawke!"
"Can't do it on the table," Hawke murmured. She made to lay Isabela on her back, but the pirate tightened her grip around her hips with her legs and rolled on top. Hawke half lay against the scattered pillows on her elbows. Her pale features reddened in a blush. "Or did you want to?"
"Right here's fine," Isabela purred. Her tunic gaped open, breasts spilling out. Hawke stared. Her cock stood straight up, tenting the front of her trousers. Isabela's eyes went down to it, and she all but purred. Before she could unlace and make it a fast event, Hawke caught her wrist.
"Wait."
Isabela's eyebrow curved. "I've never heard you ask me to do THAT when we have a moment alone."
Hawke gave a sly grin. "Not usually… let me just get these clothes off."
Hawke had a feeling it was a line Isabela didn't usually cross. Her eyebrow raised higher. "Why? Everything I need is right here."
Hawke gasped, pushing her hips forward as Isabela's fingers cupped the bulge between her thighs. She couldn't help canting her hips forward again. "If you want it, you'll take off that tunic."
Isabela looked stunned. Her features pinched and she finally scowled. "I can find a good hard piece of wood elsewhere. Do you want me to go?"
The jab stung Hawke's pride. No, she wanted Isabela to be with her tonight, not anyone else. Especially someone she just met to bed and make her jealous. But jealousy was akin to having feelings, and her pirate queen didn't dwell on such emotions….did she?
"I think you know the answer to that…"
Isabela still climbed off the bed. Hawke's eyes trailed along her lean thighs as she moved. Her throat went dry. "Wait…"
"You're pushing way too hard, Hawke. I can find a good time somewhere else," Isabela all but snarled. Hawke caught her wrist. She kissed it and drew the pirate close with an arm around the waist. Isabela fought a moment, then leaned full into her torso. Hawke swallowed as she pressed against her clothed cock. "That is…."
Hawke took her moment of blushing indecision and planted her mouth over hers. Isabela stiffened as if she'd draw away, but a careful scrape of her tongue into the pirate's mouth had her lips yielding to her. Isabela stroked her tongue back and clung to Hawke's shoulders as they kissed.
"Hmmmm…" The quiet moan reverberated between them. Hawke's mind went hazy. When Isabela fumbled with her laces, Hawke let her. She began to unfasten her tunic and slide it open. Isabela drew back when she saw inch upon inch of pale flesh revealed. Hawke's breast band kept her small breasts from view, but Isabela's gaze dipped to her flat stomach, following the subtle lines of musculature. "Well, I guess that's not all bad…."
Hawke grinned toothily as Isabela's warm hand settled along her side, running along her firm abdominal muscles. "It's gonna get better."
Isabela made to ask how when Hawke pressed her into another deep kiss. A victory was dancing in Hawke's head when Isabela clung to her, one leg arching around her hip so she could rub against her. Unlaced, Hawke's cock stood out through the opening of her trousers and pressed against Isabela's warmth through her small clothes. Isabela grinned when Hawke's hand reached down to tug the garment low. When her other hand began fiddling to unfasten her corset, the subtle look of confused anger was back on the pirate's face.
"Keep that on, Hawke." Hawke ignored her and loosened her corset, and tugged at her tunic with her other hand. Isabela blushed as her round breasts bobbed out of their confinement. Hawke stared down at them, pale features reddening in a blush. "Hawke!"
Hawke wrapped her arms around her, tugging her against her. Isabela made to fight, but she stiffened in her arms as their bare flesh met. Hawke tugged her breast band loose, and their breasts pressed close together. Isabela swallowed noticeably, looking vulnerable, as her largest article of clothing was dropped to the floor. Her corset rested on top of the tunic. "I can't, I….."
Hawke gazed at her tenderly as Isabela's hands went up between them, shielding her breasts. The Ferelden woman's gaze was almost serious as she cupped Isabela's chin in one hand. "You're…." Kiss. "Beautiful…."
Isabela murmured a protest, but as if she had unlocked a chest with a ready key, the pirate's body slowly blossomed to her. Hawke grasped Isabela's wrists gently when she made to push her onto her back. Isabela had gotten the best of her before, that first time and several since then. She did like it on top after all. Hawke knew it was because she didn't want to lose an iota of control. Isabela stared at her at the small gesture of strength.
"What…" she began. Half bared, Hawke leaned in and kissed her urgently. Isabela clung to her shoulders.
"Let me…..Isabela, please…" Hawke murmured. The pirate looked a little interested as Hawke lowered her to her back on the bed. The dark limbs of the pirate spread on reflex. She inched backward on her elbows.
"You think you're going to pin me?" A wry grin was back on Isabela's face. Hawke nodded. Her dark hair hung in her eyes.
"I do. And you're going to love it." Inwardly, she blushed, but Isabela gasped, her breasts bobbing as she leaned up on her elbows. Hawke's eyes burned into her as she tugged her trousers low, freeing herself completely. Her cock pointed straight out and Isabela's gaze went south toward it. Naked, Hawke's legs blurred as she moved toward the bed quickly. She climbed up after Isabela and spread her thighs with one hand. Isabela sighed as her fingers grazed the wetness between her legs.
"Go ahead and try it. I always wind up on top," Isabela grinned. Hawke stared down at her. She climbed on top, dragging her stiff cock through the pirate's folds. Isabela gasped and moved beneath her, trying to get her to sink in. Hawke held off, leaning down to kiss her. The kiss turned hungry in an instant and Isabela was clutching her shoulders, trying to buck her off so she could mount up.
Hawke was lost, mind groaning as the small gasps escaped her lips. Isabela's body was as warm against hers as she thought and their bare skin scraping against each other made the small hairs rise up on her arms. Isabela seemed to enjoy it, despite her protestations. She was still wrestling her for dominance, trying to climb on top as always. Not this time. Hawke gave a small growl as her kisses went low along her collar bone. Hawke's lips settled on the swell of one breast as she pumped her hips slowly, grinding her cock back and forth over the wet opening beneath her.
Isabela yelped, fingers digging into her back. Hawke grinned and gripped herself by the base. She thrust in firmly, sinking in inch by inch. The low scream that met her ear made her ego swell with pride. Hilted, Hawke took off at a resolute pace, hips pressing Isabela down. The pirate looked overwhelmed, her dark eyes wide. Her thighs pressed open on either side of Hawke's hips, trembling. Her hands scraped up and down the shifting muscles along Hawke's back, clawing her despite herself.
Sweat beaded along Hawke's brow, dripping down onto Isabela's upturned face. Her mouth was open and she seemed to be fighting her mentally. Her dark eyes were wide with surprise.
"Can you feel it?...I want you…." Hawke murmured. It wasn't her sexiest talk, but Isabela's eyes widened. Her thighs trembled around Hawke's waist.
"Course I can feel it….you're in so deep…ah!" Isabela stopped trying to fight her for dominance and clutched her back. Hawke's hips pumped at a harder pace, smiling as a low wail fell from the pirate's lips. She was glad suddenly her mother's chambers were on the other side of the estate. Burying her face into the dark skin of Isabela's shoulder, Hawke pounded into her as fast as she could.
The pirate enjoyed her trysts, so while she had her pinned, she was going to let her feel the full brunt of her wants. The perspiration building between their slick warm flesh was delicious. Loud white noise filled Hawke's ears, mixed with Isabela's moans. Hawke was congratulating herself on getting Isabela to lay back and enjoy it, as it were. She had stopped trying to push Hawke on her back, and clung to her waist with her legs. The drawback was that Hawke was rapidly approaching a climax. Her hips jolted unevenly as she tried to hold onto herself; it would be a sting to her pride if she lost herself first, and the lengths she had to go to join them without any clothes on.
Plus, Isabela would rib her forever about it. Isabela cried out against her shoulder, her nails digging into her back. Hawke tilted her head back, squeezing her eyes shut hard. She kept thrusting in unsteady jerks, trying to ride out the crest of her approaching orgasm. When she opened her eyes, and caught sight of Isabela 's mouth opening in a wail, her inner walls fluttering around her, she figured her work was done. Hawke's hips moved faster and she didn't fight the wave of heat fluttering through her belly and loins. When she erupted, warm come spurting into the pirate, Hawke was surprised to feel Isabela's hands fall onto her hips. She held Hawke in place, riding out her thrusts.
Hawke tried to hold onto herself, but her face was sweaty, her hair clung in wet clumps into her eyes, and her strength failed. She fell against Isabela with a long groan. Their labored breathing filled the room.
Even if the moment was intimate, and Isabela didn't do intimacy, Hawke felt the need to defend herself. "Sorry….just…a moment….."
The throaty laugh that met her ears was soothing. When Hawke lifted her head, she saw a wry smile on the pirate's lips as well as a blush across her features. "You wore yourself out, did you?"
Hawke nodded. Her gaze settled on the Raivini's lips. "Yes…."
"And all for showing me a good time…" Isabela angled a leg around Hawke's slim hip. "I'll give you a moment. Then you must release me from your fiery clutches, guardsman."
Her tone was teasing, but Hawke's heart burned at her words. She deliberately pumped her hips forward and laid her mouth against Isabela's. The pirate pushed at her waist, and Hawke wondered if in her weakened state, she'd get her off her anyhow. But then she clung to her with her thighs and Hawke fell into her warmth. Isabela's fingers wound through her short sweaty hair, rumpling it further.
"I didn't think you could burn at the touch like this…." The tone of wonder in Isabela's voice filled Hawke with a surge of confidence.
"Whenever you want, m'lady." Hawke's grin was toothy. They kissed and Hawke didn't fight for position as Isabela rolled on top. She didn't separate their bodies, but leaned down, breasts pressing into Hawke's torso.
Again, Hawke had to thank the Maker that her mother's chambers were on the other side of the house.
End for now
End notes: Well this is a fun little story :P Like it, smash that button and do that review thing. Stay strong, my lovelies!
Sincerely, pen
7/2/2017