Ellana felt Sera's tongue gently flicker across her lips. She ran her hands up Sera's bare shoulders, lingering a little on her neck before combing her fingers through the crop of messy, blonde hair, pulling her deeper into the kiss. She smiled at the sweet taste of Sera's tongue against her own.
"Love that," Sera murmured, pressing into her, one hand on the back of her neck, fingers teasing the hairs at the nape. Ellana let out a soft moan.
"Yes, love that," Ellana whispered, letting her head fall to the side as Sera dipped down, drawing a gasp from the edge of her throat as she nipped at the sensitive skin on her neck. The sensations sent a sharp, hot bolt of desire through her. Hands! Sera's hands were slipping under her shirt, pushing the fabric up.
"Off."
Ellana peeled her shirt off and threw it to the side. She drew Sera forward to kiss her again, fiercely, her hands fumbling with the ties that bound the cotton wrap around Sera's chest.
"I think, for the sake of fairness, this needs to come off," she said, slowly unwinding the strips.
"Fuck fairness," Sera growled, tearing at the cloth impatiently, "I just want you. All over." She threw herself at Ellana, knocking them off balance so they both fell the short distance to the floor. Ellana rolled so she was straddling Sera, pinning her shoulders with her hands as Sera grabbed on to her wrists. Everything was still for a moment while she took it all in, the electricity of bare skin humming beneath her. She laughed, suddenly, at the sharp beauty of it all, then fell quiet, as if the noise would scare all of this away. She dipped her head, mapping the soft skin of Sera's stomach with her mouth, her hands roaming over her hips. Ellana shifted up, licking a path to the dip between Sera's breasts.
"Friggin' tease," Sera moaned, as Ellana drew a hand across one of her breasts, brushing the erect nipple. She grinned, as she took the nipple in her mouth, drawing a gasp from Sera as she licked and sucked, grazing the sensitive nub with her teeth. Sera made a soft, throaty noise, her hands gently tugging at Ellana's hair. She felt Sera shift beneath her, closing any gap between them.
Pulled upwards, her mouth was wet against Sera's, whose nails raked up her back, whose teeth bit against Ellana's bottom lip, whose hands came between them, undoing the buckles of her breeches with a rogue's deftness. Once they were loosened, Sera started tugging at them, Ellana pulled back to help. Sera laughed.
"Lay-deeeh Inquisitor! No underpants? I'd have never guessed," she grinned, propping herself on her elbows while Ellana knelt, kicking the breeches away one leg at a time. She stayed there, her hands on Sera's knees. Sera gazed up at Ellana. She...glows. Seems like. More than normal. Sera bit her lip, hard, and frowned. Ellana's own brows knitted together with sudden worry.
"Sera? What's wrong?"
"You're...you're just...just, c'mere," she grabbed Ellana's hand and pulled her back on top of her, kissing her hungrily. Ellana felt Sera's hands moving down her back, felt like she could make out the whorls of her fingers as they trailed over the small of her back. Sera's hands pushed down on her buttocks as she raised her leg between Ellana's, who moaned as the thigh pushed against her sex. She shifts, slick already, feeling like the friction might ignite something, just as it does. Resisting the urge to grind against Sera's leg, she begins to play with the hem of her underwear, gently tugging them down as she licks a new trail from the tight, toned area just under her breasts and across her stomach. Drawing back fully, she pulls the underwear off entirely, throwing them over her shoulder.
Gently parting Sera's legs, she leaned down, kissing her way up the inside of her thighs. Sera's breaths grew shallow, expectant. Ellana placed a kiss on her mound of blonde curls and Sera whimpered. Just enough. Enough that her hands reached out and wound through Ellana's hair, gripping tightly. Slowly, Ellana drew her tongue up the length of her cunt as she looped her arms around Sera's legs, trying to get as close to her as possible, giving the full length of her hot, wet slit a few more laps before teasing at her clitoris, gently at first, then settling into a rhythm she could work with. Work on. Wind her up. Sera was cursing under her breath, her curses turning to gasps, and Ellana felt the crush of wanting burn inside her as the other elf raised her hips. She moved one of her hands around, the other gripping at Sera's thigh, steadying her. Sera gasped as she ran two fingers over her now dripping cunt. Easing one inside, moving slowly, she curls it towards herself and she feels Sera tighten around her.
"Fuck!" she gasps. "There. More."
Slipping the second finger in, she thrusts in and out, curling them in that way that makes Sera shudder and moan as she pulls Ellana back up to her by a fistful of her hair, and Ellana gasps at the new sensation of it. Sera can tastes herself in the kiss, their mouths urgent now and Ellana uses her thumb to keep up the rhythm on Sera's clit, her fingers thrusting harder as Sera bites into her shoulder, muffling a cry and Ellana shouts out instead. She feels Sera begin to tense up, bucking her hips to match Ellana as she trembles and starts to arch up. A few violent bucks against Ellana's hand, an animal noise that's nothing like she has heard before, and then Sera unspools beneath her. Fingers that had dug into her skin, soften, pull her into an embrace. She lies down beside Sera, who rests her head on her shoulder. She kisses the strands of blonde hair that have stuck to her forehead. A moan from the other woman echoes through her. Then she's very aware of the absence of noise.
"Fenedhis, Sera," she says, sitting up, wide-eyed.
"Mmmm, wassat Inky?" she purrs, throwing her arm over Ellana's thighs.
"There are still people out there. In the tavern." she replied.
Sera laughed.
"Well, I won't have them thinking I'm all take and no give, c'mere."
She tugged Ellana so she was over Sera again.
"You smell like outdoors. Like sunshine," she mumbled, nuzzling against Ellana's neck. Tastes like it too. Salt and sunshine she thought, licking at her pulse while her hand moved down Ellana's sides, then under her. Ellana gasped as she felt Sera tease across her core, a long finger drawn up her centre, a gentle circle around her clit. Sera entered her, two fingers curled to find the right spot. Sera grinned as Ellana bucked wildly. That's it. She moved her leg, using it to put pressure on her hand, rather than just moving her arm she made a 'come hither' motion inside Ellana who gasped, grinding down with a deep, rumbling noise that sent a shiver of excitement through Sera.
"Emma isala ma," she groaned, eyes screwed shut as she sat back, taking more of Sera inside of her. Sera sat up, Ellana straddling her lap so she could ride Sera's hand, fingers still curled and suddenly there were flashes of light behind her eyes, white lines racing at the edges of her vision. Sera's mouth on her breasts, licking and sucking, nearly pushing her over. She felt herself contract, draw in, everything shallow and deep at the same time.
"Harder, Sera. Just. Harder."
Sera pushed as hard as she dared, she wanted to give everything to Ellana, a vision of wild energy in her arms, she felt her coil up around her, then suddenly she came apart. Her head thrown back, a red scream on her tongue as she shuddered and Sera stilled her fingers, let Ellana crash against her, break apart without worry this once. Everything breaks into pieces. Her own head is a glorious mess. Things she wants to say, to ask, to do and to have done to her. The room is heavy, full of all of this. Sera breathes deeply, rests her head against Ellana's shoulder, as the other woman leans against her and neither one wants to move, to break apart, dispell the crackle in the air.
She feels Ellana's lips kissing soft constellations on her shoulder. She smells, again, that smell of hot, dry grass and salt and now something else on her lover's skin. It clings to Sera too. She feels the curve of Ellana's smile against as she languidly mouths at Sera's neck, her tongue slow against her pulse. She feels so very present, so very here
"Ell?"
Ellana pulled back, surprised at the softness of Sera's voice, "what's wrong?"
"Nothing wrong. But, you'll stay, yeah? Don't have to run off or anything?"
Ellana smiled.
"I'm not going anywhere Sera, I don't think my legs would let me even if I wanted to, which I absolutely do not," she leaned in and kissed Sera's forehead. Sera wrapped her arms around her, holding her tightly.
"Good, 'cause, this was great and all. Like, really, really great. But, I think, there's more in my head, yeah? Like, I want to be more. Shit. That sounded stupid," she said, looking down.
Ellana tilted Sera's head up, a hand under her chin.
"Sera, I like you. I like you, like you. I want to be more too."
"Yeah?" she asked, eyebrows raised, a smile returning to her face. "Good, because the flirting and this would have been weird otherwise. I like you too. A lot. I don't just play with anyone you know. And I don't share."
Ellana kissed her again, and eased herself up, moaning a little as Sera eased herself out and they lay back down together. The floor a mess of blankets and pillows dragged from the window seat.
"This is..actually a lot more comfortable than I thought it would be," Ellana said.
"Oh yeah? Thought about this, have you?" Sera replied, raising her eyebrows.
Ellana blushed, she could feel her ears burning with it. Sera cackled.
"Just teasing Inky. I've thought about it. This. Loads before now," she said. "Thinking about it again already," she smiled.
It was Ellana's turn to look incredulous. "Again? Now?" she asked.
Sera turned onto her back, stretching out.
"Not now. I'm shattered. Besides, we're early birds tomorrow yeah? Setting off for the arsehole of Orlais?"
Ellana groaned, remembering that they were supposed to leave for the Western Approach tomorrow. Hawke's contact from Crestwood, Stroud, had told them what to expect. It wasn't going to be fun.
"Are you sure you want to come? I mean, from what Stroud said all that's waiting for us there are blood magic rituals and demons."
Sera sat up, her eyes hard.
"Look. Just 'cause we're doing this, 'cause we're together now, doesn't mean I'm going to start sitting around Skyhold waiting for you to come back. Or not. I can't. I couldn't. I'd go mad. Nothing we do out there changes because of this, right?"
Ellana took Sera's hand in hers.
"You're right, that was unfair of me, I just..." Sera cut her off.
"I mean. The thought of losing you hurts like...like nothing, but that's all the more reason to go out there and stick arrows in baddies. Demons. I can stick arrows in demons. You do your weird anchor thing, set them on fire, whatever. But we do it together, right?"
"Right. Together," Ellana replied, squeezing Sera's hand.
"Friggin' right. Anyway, big spoon or little spoon?"
"Please, I'm at least two hands taller. Big spoon."
"Whatever. You are never two hands taller. Prefer being snuggled anyway," Sera replied, sticking out her tongue out before turning over to let Ellana curl around her. They lay there, listening as the tavern emptied, Cabot cursing out the stragglers. Heard the singing through the open window. Sera growled.
"That fucking song. I swear I'm going to stick a beehive in every fucking tent the Chargers use."
Then, cutting through everything, a lone, booming voice. The Iron Bull's.
"Nice work, Boss!"
