The Dragon and the Griffon

A/N: Draco Cousland is a Warrior whom Duncan recruited from Highever. Irasabeth Tabris is a rouge Duncan found in the Elven Alienage. This is going to be the story about how these two very different people become close friends and took on the Blight with their small band of misfit allies.

A big old thanks to my beta Lisa! You are a lifesaver!

PS: Alright, this next chapter is going to be a little more saucy and steamy than the others. Alistair is going to try to use his newfound skills on Draco…but how will he fair against the experienced warrior from the north? Well let's find out shall we?

A word of caution! Things will start to pick up; the first 6 chapters were slow compared to what we are going to be experiencing. Now fasten your seatbelts and hold on to your dipeis babies! We're going in! =D hahaha a little early 90's humor for you all!

Chapter 7: Things you have learned

Draco sat on the steps of the Redcliffe chantry, sharpening his weapon. His mind reeled with the information he had learned by just stepping foot onto the land. He had learned that not only was Alistair a bastard child, but the bastard child of King Maric…and that he had an unholy love of fine cheese. He shook his head to clear his thoughts and his hand slipped, dropping the sharpening stone and slicing his palm open. He howled and clutched his hand to him. He continued to mumble expletives as he wrapped his hand with a strip of cloth and lifted his head to search for Morrigan. The witch was sitting in a corner, her hands busy making potions, which were scattered around her.

"Morrigan?"

"But I haven't even-"

"You've hurt yourself again and I refuse to stitch up your hand because you cannot be careful," she said, folding her arms over her chest.

Draco glared at her and got up, walking over to where Leliana and Irasabeth were talking. "Irasy…" He said with a cute, sheepish look, and held out his hand.

"By the Maker Draco, what did you do?" The young elf woman asked as she took his hand in hers, "it's so deep!" She exclaimed as she unwrapped his hand to look at it. "Leliana, do you have any elfroot in your pack?"

Leliana nodded as she pulled some of the bright green leaves out of her back and handed them to Irasabeth, who took the leaves with a smile and looked at Draco. Now, this might sting a little bit; I have to push the plant in deep, she said as she bit off the tip of the plant, squeezed out a few drops onto the wound and rubbed the plant deep into the wound.

Draco hissed but bit his lip; he was a warrior and the discomfort of the healing plant was small.

"What happened?" Irasabeth asked

Draco sighed, "I was sharpening my sword for tonight, and my mind began to wander." He pushed his black hair out of his eyes.

"You were thinking about how Alistair is actually a prince." Leliana said, it was more of a statement than a question.

He nodded, defeated, "I just don't know how to feel about it. I'm hurt that he kept it from us, even when the subject has come up many times, and yet he refused to even give us a hint of what he was."

"Does it change how you feel about him?" Leliana asked, her eyes straying to the pillar behind them, where she knew Alistair stood with bated breath. "Does him being a prince change how you look at him?"

"What? No!" Draco exclaimed, "of course not! He's still Alistair: a kind, funny, witty man who has the body of a god and the face of an angel but can't cook worth a damn. He may be the King's bastard son but he is still Alistair, just Alistair."

Leliana smiled as she stood up and put her hand on his shoulder. "Then don't worry," she whispered as she walked up the stairs to the chantry and stopped by the pillar, "I'm going to pray for a little while," she said, her silvery-blue eyes locking with Alistair's. She nodded briefly and walked into the chantry, but not before looking back at Irasabeth and giving her a slight nod that only the other woman caught.

Irasabeth nodded and stood up, "I'm going to go figure out what else needs to be done. Please, don't hurt yourself again…well not before the battle," she laughed as she kissed his cheek and walked off.

Draco sighed as he walked back to his weapon and flexed his hand. He sighed again as he looked out across the lake to the castle that sat silently on the cliff above the city. The wind picked up and blew strands of his hair to dance on the wind.

"Draco?" Alistair asked as he moved from behind the pillar.

Draco jumped and yelped, clutching at his heart. "Damnit man! Don't sneak up on someone like that!"

Alistair gave a bashful grin. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you," he said as he scratched the back of his neck, "I um…heard what you said. To Irasabeth and Leliana, I mean."

A slow, sly smile spread across Draco's face. "Oh really, now? Eavesdropping on other people s conversations?"

"What? No! I mean, I didn't mean to I was coming to…I mean I He blushed hotly and looked away. Anyway, I just wanted to say thank you."

Draco walked over to him and placed his hand on his cheek. "Alistair, you really are too cute sometimes," he said as he leaned forward to kiss him.

Alistair blushed hotly and pushed him back. "No, not here. Everyone can see."

"Then let them see…it's a kiss, not a crime." Draco said, slightly hurt.

Alistair looked up into his dual-colored eyes and, seeing the hurt there, he sighed. "I'm not used to any kind of public display of affection. I was raised in the Chantry, they forbid any kind of affection, especially between two men."

Draco snorted and smirked, his eyes darkening. "I'm going to break you of that habit, Alistair." He moved his lips to the shorter man's ear and smiled, "you will be mine, if I have anything to say about it."

Alistair shivered and bit back a moan. "I think you've already started that, I never said I still followed Chantry laws, but in this instance I don't think kissing in front of the Revered Mother is a good idea," he said, pointing behind Draco.

Draco sighed and locked his eyes with Alistair's. "I really hate when people interrupt."

Alistair smiled, "meet me in my room tonight after the battle," he whispered before he walked off to talk to Teagan.

Draco stood, dumbfounded and stunned, before a slow smile spread across his face, and want thundered through his veins. He smiled as he walked over to Sten with his weapon and shield. "Hey, big guy! Let s get some practice in before nightfall."

Sten gave a small nod of his head as he pulled his weapon from his back.

As night fell, Draco stood with Alistair, Leliana, and Ares at the entrance to the town at the top of the hill. He stood with his sword firmly in his hand and looked at the billowing green smoke coming from the castle. As the smoke wafted down to the small group of fighters, Draco turned to the others.

"Leliana, you will take them out with your arrows, Alistair will fight at my side and Ares will charge forward. Knights get ready! Here they come!" He barked out the orders in quick succession and he was pleased to see them carried out flawlessly.

The battle on the hill raged and Draco smiled as he cut down the last of the monsters. He smiled as he stuck the blade into the body of the monster and wiped the sweat from his brow. "Well…that was a good…"

"Lord Draco!" A young man screamed as he ran up to them. "Monsters are attacking form the lake! The rest of your people are overwhelmed!"

Draco snarled, "Damnit! Leliana, you stay here with the knights! Alistair, Ares come with me!" He took off down the hill with the other two close on his heels. He skidded to a halt as he saw Irasabeth letting arrows fly. Morrigan stood far back and was flinging spells like a madwoman, a creepy smirk on her face at the destruction caused by her own spells, and Sten was charging forward and taking things out with his hulking sword swinging in just one hand. He watched as Irasabeth threw her bow to the side, pulled out two wicked-looking daggers, and charged forward at incredible speed.

"What are you waiting for? Help!" Irasabeth cried as she caught sight of them.

Draco charged forward and bashed a corpse that had come up quickly on Irasabeth's back, "Saved your life…again!"

She smirked as she whipped around and threw her dagger at a corpse that came up behind him. "And now I have saved yours!"

Draco laughed as he continued to fight. Finally, after hours of hard fighting, the last of the monsters were cut down. Draco dropped to his knees and panted before finally falling onto his back. "Fuck, that was long!" He groaned and closed his eyes, letting out a deep breath and relaxing in his armor.

"But we won, that's all that matters," Irasabeth said as she sank down beside him, "and we didn't lose anyone."

"Yes, it was a victory," Sten agreed as he stood uncomfortably close to Draco's head.

"Erm…yes…well we had better go get some rest," Draco said as he scurried away from the giant's foot. He stood and sighed as he started back to the inn.

Irasabeth walked next to him, limping slightly. "So, I haven't seen Ali since the battle. Where did he go?"

"Are you hurt?" Draco asked, noticing her limp.

"Oh, just a twisted ankle, I guess. I must have done it during the battle," she said, shaking her head.

Draco sighed as he scooped her up in his arms and carried her the rest of the way. "Silly girl."

"Eh? What? Draco, put me down!" she cried.

"Oh calm down, you'll just hurt your ankle more if you don't keep off of it."

"I am not a damsel in distress!"

He rolled his eyes as he opened the door to the Inn and they were greeted with hoots and whistles. He set her down in a chair and smiled as he patted her head. "I'll see you in the morning; first, I have a date tonight."

Irasabeth smirked. "With Alistair?" she asked suggestively, wagging her eyebrows at him.

Draco smirked right back, "now that, my dear elf, is none of your business," he said with a wink as he walked down the hall and to his room. He quickly stripped out of his armor and slipped into a simple white cotton shirt, black pants, and black boots. He brushed his hair out of his face as he walked out of his room and down the hall to Alistair's room. Before he could even knock, the door was flung open and he was pulled inside. The door snapped quickly shut behind him and he grinned at the flushed and embarrassed-looking man in front of him.

"Well…that wasn't what I was expecting."

"I…I didn't think you were coming," Alistair said, his cheeks tinted with blush.

"Of course I would come. You asked me here; I would never pass up the chance to be with you," Draco all but purred as he walked closer.

Alistair's blush deepened and he sighed. "I'm sorry Draco, I'm just a little nervous."

Draco smiled as he walked closer and wrapped his arms around the smaller man. "Ali, you are so cute," he said as he lifted his hand and stroked his cheek. "It's alright to be nervous. You're still very inexperienced."

"But…but…"

Draco smiled as he laid his fingers over Alistair s lips, "for now…let's just take it slow."

"I just…you are just so experienced and I don't really know what to do to keep you around."

Draco laughed, "Ali, you are cute. I'm not going anywhere, because you have captured my attention."

"But I want to please you!"

Draco smiled and kissed his forehead. "Just be you," he said as he slid his hand down Alistair's neck and shoulder to his hand. "C'mon, we can just do something simple, until you're more comfortable with everything else," he said as he pulled him over to the bed and sat him down. He sat down next to him and smiled. "Now then, what have Irasy and Leliana taught you?"

Alistair blushed a bright red. "They…they have just wanted to teach me how I should…should please my partner," he muttered.

Draco smiled. "Well, show me what you have learned."

Alistair nodded and he took a deep breath; he leaned forward and placed his lips against Draco's. Draco smiled against his lips as he let Alistair take control of the kiss this time. Alistair grew more bold and slid his hands up Draco's chest and laced his fingers into his silky black hair. He licked at Draco's lips and was delighted to be granted entrance, he groaned at the taste of the other man. Alistair opened his eyes slightly and looked to see that Draco's were closed in bliss, and that spurred him on even more to deepen the kiss. He pushed Draco down into the bed and lay on top of him, moaning as the passion spread through him.

Draco smiled as he slid his hands up behind Alistair's back and held him close; he could feel the rapid heartbeat of the other man against his chest and the growing bulge in his trousers. He felt the flames of passion burning through his veins and he groaned darkly as Alistair trailed his lips down his neck. Alistair&

Alistair smiled against his skin, grateful for the tricks he had learned. He felt Draco's erection against his thigh and whimpered. He licked at his pulse and nipped lightly.

Draco growled as he pulled Alistair up, rolled them over and pinned the other man to the bed. "You are quite the tease," he mused, a smirk on his lips and his eyes dark with lust, want, and pleasure. "Well, two can play at that game." He smiled as he rained kisses over his neck and jaw, nipping and licking. He listened to the other man moaning and whimpering under him and he rolled his hips into Alistair's.

Alistair hissed and moaned as he fisted his hands in Draco's shirt. He arched under him, incoherent babbling falling off of his lips as he ground up into Draco, who smiled as he slowly lifted the other man s shirt and began to trail kisses down his torso. He licked a path across Alistair's chiseled stomach and looked up at him. "You can tell me any time to stop, Ali. I'll only go as far as you let me."

"No, don't stop! I'll die if you do!" The other man moaned, arching up into him.

Draco chuckled as he shook his head. "So dramatic. But if you don't want me to stop I won't," he said as he slowly began to unlace Alistair's pants and slipped his hand inside, beginning to stroke lightly, and smiled at the strangled moan he pulled from the former Templar. He slid Alistair's pants down and lowered his lips to the tip of Alistair's throbbing erection. He licked the pre-cum away and hummed at finally being able to taste the man under him.

Alistair gasped and moaned as he tried to buck his hips but was held down by Draco. He whimpered in a pained pleasure, his eyes tightly closed as he tried to keep himself from coming from the pleasurable ministrations from Draco.

"M-Maker, Draco!" Alistair yelped as the dark-haired man completely engulfed him.

Draco chuckled, sending pleasurable vibrations up Alistair's spine. He began to bob his head gently, his tongue wreaking havoc on Alistair, who gripped the sheets of the bed tightly in his hands and arched his back, moaning and whimpering.

"D-Draco…I can't! Please stop!"

Draco let him fall from his lips and he looked up at him. "It's alright, Alistair, I'm doing this to give you pleasure. But if you really want me to stop then I will," he said with an arch of his eyebrow.

Alistair whimpered, "no, don't stop."

Draco smiled as he dropped his head back down and took Alistair back into his mouth. He dropped his head lower to take him all the way into his throat and Alistair gave a loud moan. He watched Alistair through his eyelashes and smiled around the erection in his mouth as he quickened his pace, bobbing his head faster and adding more suction.

Alistair gripped Draco's hair and let out a hoarse cry as he spilled over into Draco's mouth and laid back limp on the bed, shivering and whimpering from the aftershocks. Draco licked up all of Alistair's release and licked his lips. He slid his pants back up and crawled up to lay in bed next to him. He pulled the bastard prince close and smiled at the sleepy look on his face.

"Did you enjoy that?"

Alistair nodded, giving him a dopey grin.

Draco chuckled and held him close. "Sleep, Alistair; tomorrow is going to be a long day. I promise we can discuss this more after we finish our business at the…Alistair?"

He pulled back and looked down to see Alistair passed out in his arms. He chuckled lightly and held him close as he slowly drifted off to sleep, knowing that tomorrow was going to be a hard day.

A/N: Alright, finally got this chapter done. A nice long one for all of you.