If the spirits are able? - Lilith is VERY willing. LOVE in the time of The Dragon Age. Lilith walked the halls of Vigils keep, talked to the spirits, heard their lewd fantasies about her, and loved it. She led them into a privete room, then slowly stripped off her dress for the ghosts of the male and female Wardens who wanted her to. She let their vaporous fingers touch her body as they passed through her. She was a goddess to them, a plaything they wanted to tickle and tease... Maker she missed Cassandra.
She dressed, once the grateful spirits had their fun, and made her way to her parents room, and stopped as she heard her mother moan softly. she sighed an closed her eyes... daddy was making her happy. She loved that sound - her mother in the raptures of pleasure... it was her music growing up, it ment Morrigan would be happy for almost a whole day, she hd such a good Daddy: she would smile, wash and comb her hair with her, and call her 'pretty girl' all day, and mean it.
"Come in pretty girl," Morrigan sighed after a few minutes of silence.
Lilith stepped in, her father buried his mouth in her mother's long neck, and made Morrigan sigh. Lilith smiled wide at the sound.
Morrigan looked at her daughter, "Aeden, please my love, for a moment."
"Please don't mommy," Lilith pleaded, "I'll go, don't let me stop daddy from making you happy."
"Oh pretty girl come here," Morrigan pat the bed.
Lilith sat down, and rested her head on Morrigan's shoulder. Aeden touched his daughter's cheek and climbed out of the bed. "I'll go find Oghren... and drink him under the Keep."
"Is he the dwarf who stares at me for hours, rocking back and forth with a bewildered look in his eyes, muttering something about liking his chickens with his eggs?" Lilith asked.
"Yeah," Aeden sighed, "You forgot drooling excessively... all the time." He gazed at Morrigan, "You be nice my dark and lovely golden eyed goddess. She doesn't mean to be a voyeur... it isn't lewd. She just loves you,... so do I, and I'm looking forward to listening to your sweet music all night, but I love her smile as much, so keep it on her face, and keep yourself... well, wait, THEN get yourself.. I'm going." He kissed his women and departed.
Lilith smiled at her father as he blew them one last kiss.
Morrigan eyed her lover with smoldering eyes and sighed as she kissed her daughter's head. "I know its music to you pretty girl. Your laughter is the same as is the simple sound of your voice. I love you so much, which is why I was so scared for you today. From here on out, cast a spell of the enchantress before entering a room you cannot project your essence through... do you remember it?"
"It's the spell that enables a female mage to render any attack on her as a source of magic power. so if my grandmother attacks me, I grow more powerful."
"Yes, but it does the opposite as well, so do NOT attack ok pretty girl? Let the old crone hand herself over to you. Now, tell me of your Templar."
"It's not a Templar mother, not a man..." Lilith said uneasily, knowing her mother never went for women.
Morrigan smiled at her daughters anxiety, "Twice," Morrigan sighed, reflecting on the moment of conquest, "Leliana - twice I took her in the Lothering Chantry in the High Clerics office out of spite... the third time it was in a pond, out of pure carnality, and the way she gasped for air as I bit her."
Lilith gaped at her mother, "You bit...it?"
"Lightly! I swear she added three inches to the depth of the pond. I loved the control I had of her, the things she did for a kiss on my lips... she was quite tasty. For a loon. Now...your Cassandra. Tell me, what you're getting for your sweet attentions?"
"Information," Lilith became excited, like a spy reporting secret information, "like there is an investigation regarding the Magisters... the original four. Have you heard of them mother?"
"Yes yes, Leliana told me that story... or more to the point, moaned it. ahem mmm."
"Mommy this is serious, what happened with the children... it could be one"
"You are so sweet," Morrigan sighed and kissed her daughter's cheeks, "You are the bestest little pretty girl. That was nothing... remember how your brother freed them? Don't worry. Now, go get yourself cleaned up, and please... don't listen in on your father and I... it distracts me and makes me feel odd. OK?" Morrigan kissed her daughters forehead, "Now go, distract the Dwarf an free your father, don't worry Ariani is watching the halls... she scares that hairy foot stool."
Lilith kissed her mother and left down the hall where her father was staring at a motionless Oghren laying splayed on the steps, mouth open, eyes rolled back in his head. "Oh daddy, your friend..."
"Not even asleep," her father said with a smirk.
"Oh yeah," Oghren moaned ,"there you are... Sodding perfect jugs, great ass, I'd break your..." his stomach audibly rumbled, he then hurriedly turned on his side and held up a mop bucket, "Sodding ancestHURLS!"
Aeden laughed as Oghren coughed up three pounds of fried Nug chunks and six gallons of what can best be described as dragon's urine.
"Mommy want's you."
"Thank you darling... she told you no snooping?"
"Yes Daddy, I'll go harass Cormack." She walked down the hallway, passed the door to the outer defenses, and smelled it... the flower, she loved that scent, only in Orlea. She stepped out into the night.
She was as Cassandra had described her, her malificar lover, both seductress and innocent, with the body of a desire demon, how else would she look, the daughter of her Ferelden lovers. She gasped at the sight of her eyes, her eyes descended her remarkable body to the full, soft pouting lips, the side of her ample breasts, her narrow waist, her exposed alabaster hip.
Lilith smiled at her, "Leliana... am I right?"
"Yes," Leliana gasped as the young malificar strode to her, unafraid, and took her hand as gently as she could, her fingertips gliding over the bards palm, tickling her. The seemingly innocent action had sent a jolt to her most private spot which was already stimulated by the young temptress considerable allure.
"You cut your thumb," Lilith gasped in genuine concern, then took the bleeding thumb between her full, soft red lips and sucked it gently.
Leliana gasped as she felt her blood being coaxed gently into the young goddesses mouth, but made no motion to stop her.
"Good idea," Lilith finally sighed as she released the thumb, and pulled the older woman's shoes from her feet.
Leliana made no protest as Lilith caressed the soles of her feet with her fingertips, then placed the heel of her right foot on the soft swells of her large breasts and slowly slid the big toe between her lips, and sucked on it gently, lovingly, her eyes focused on Leliana's.
"I love your feet," Lilith sighed softly, as she moved her mouth to the next toe, "I love them so much I want to rest your toes in velvet." She lifted the hem of her dress.
Leliana gasped as she saw the naked nether lips beneath.
Lilith had read Leliana's unconscious desires even she didn't realize she possessed... she had a foot fetish; it was the clearest image Lil got from Leliana's blood. The master thief turned spy for the Divine was here for a reason that she had managed to keep from Lilith on her first pass through her veins... by the end of this night the bards feet and womanhood would be quivering at the young malificars bidding, and if not her voice, her blood would willingly sing.
