Tonight, Morrigan and I are going out. She agreed to take me away tonight, as she understood how I felt. The separation from Solas has grown into an ache more difficult to stand, than the throbbing of my arm. Somehow she knows where he's gone, and is willing to take me to him. When I asked her how she knew, she frowned and said that some things are better left unknown. The more time I spent with her, the more I've grown to care.
"Where are we going Morrigan? We've been flying for hours." I say.
Morrigan lands on the ground as a high dragon. As I jump off, she quickly transforms back into herself. "We had to fly far to be sure that we were not followed. He should be in this area, unless he sensed our presence and fled." She says while looking around.
"You were not hard to see." Solas responds as he walks out into the clearing.
"We were not hiding from you, Solas. We were hiding from the others. They would not understand why we are here." I say as I walk to him.
Morrigan abruptly grabs my hand and looks into my eyes. "Be careful Inquisitor, the heart is the most vulnerable part of a woman. Don't let him break it." With that she releases my arm reluctantly. Looking back, she waits until I nod before flying off into the night.
"I do not understand why you are here vhenan. I thought you were afraid of me? After all, you did run away the moment you were vulnerable." He's standing with his hands behind his back. His face looks so impassive.
"I'm here for my heart." I look up and cup his face softly with my hand, "Did you not miss me emma lath (my love)?" My eyes are full of longing, and heartbreak.
When he does nothing, I say, "I've never felt more vulnerable then when I'm with you, whatever state my body is in, my soul has always been left bare."
Slowly he looks down, his face quickly softening to one of love. He places his arms around my shoulders and lets me rest my head against his chest. "Why couldn't we have had a normal life, instead of this fucked up mess we're in now?" I say as I sob quietly into his chest. He brushes my hair tenderly with his hand and holds me closer.
He sighs, "Because the fates are not kind ma vhenan. We cannot always have what we wish, but we must be grateful for what little we do have. I have been grateful for every moment we have had together, no matter how short or unusual." His face is full of remorse.
"I came here in hopes that this could be real, for at least one night. No titles, no nations, and no missions. Only our two souls laid bare before the Creators." I say softly as I look up into his eyes to hear his answer, but before I do…he kisses me passionately. His hands start at my shoulders, but then move lower to pull my hips roughly against his. It is then, that I notice his erection underneath his clothing. It's startling at first, but knowing how aroused he is only makes me feel more excited. The kiss deepens as our tongues touch; gently discovering the inside of each other's mouth.
I pull back slightly as my kisses move their way from his lips to his jawline, then down his neck. Where I delicately bite his skin until a small purple mark is left behind. He is mine, and I would mark him as mine. I think, as he seems to growl at my actions. I look up slightly alarmed, to see him staring at me with unreadable eyes. He delicately moves my hair behind my shoulders, before bending down to kiss my neck. My heart flutters at the sensation. His kiss becomes harder until the pain is noticeable, but just as it came it went. "You are mine emma lath. As much as I've tried to let you go, I am too selfish to share you. I could never manage to stay away from you, no matter how much I tried. If I could, I would have you as mine without end." And with that, I am lost in his arms. I have never felt so safe with anyone, and yet nagging in the back of my mind I know I should not feel this way. He is dangerous, and possibly mad, but all I can think of is how much I love him.
We pull away from each other after some time, breathless. "This is not how I saw us meeting when I sensed you and your friend. I had thought, you had come to try to dispatch me again. I am thankful it was not as I believed." He says as he takes my hand and kisses it ever so softly. Hand in hand Solas leads me through the woods. We stop at a tiny camp, presumably his. It is small and clean, a single bedroll, and a small fire under the open sky. If I look closely, I can see that there are noticeable broken down brick walls in some areas. The camp must be in a small ruin… "You always did enjoy sleeping among ruins Solas. Did you dream of its past?" I ask while moving to sit on the bedroll, inviting him to come sit next to me.
"Yes, I did, but that's another story, for another time emma lath." He walks over to me, and gives me his hand motioning for me to stand up. "Give me the pleasure of removing each piece of your clothing. To uncover the breathtaking treasures that lay beneath it." He moves behind me and begins to unlink my armour. Each time he removes a piece of clothing; he kisses each inch of uncovered skin. Every so often, he bites my tender flesh, which makes my hairs stand on end. Soon, I stand naked before him, and his eyes freely roam my body. Gently he leads me onto the bedroll, kneeling me down as he kisses my lips passionately. Between my legs he spreads his warm hands across my stomach. The sensation is electrifying. It's as if, small electric shocks are tickling my skin.
As I look up at him I feel a terrible hunger, stronger then I've ever known before. I reach up to remove his armour, only for him to take my hand firmly in his. "No! Do not touch me just yet. The thought of you alone is exciting enough. It is too soon. I don't think I could control myself." I smile at his considerations. If my body had its way he would be inside of me right now, and we would be grinding each other, moaning on this blanket until morning. His hands caress up my thighs as he leans on top of me, sucking on my lower lip. My hands are held above my head, as a hand pushes my legs apart.
"I want to look at you." his tone is deep and hoarse. " You are beautiful…." His hand touches my inner thighs, and I can feel the heat radiating off him. My body trembles as his other hand slips between my legs and brushes against my moist slit. Although I am no virgin, I feel as if it is my first. I feel vulnerable, and at his whim. He caresses my breasts now, making them swell with each touch. My nipples are hard and sensitive. It is then he takes one in his mouth and triggers the first moan to escape my lips. When he hears my moan he looks up from my breasts with a wolfish grin. Soon he is tracing his tongue in circles, while the other hand gently massages my other breast. My breathing slows, as his mouth leaves my breasts and travels lower to my stomach where he kisses my stomach before softly biting my lower lips. I gasp, as he uses his tongue to flick my clit repeatedly. He goes lower and lower until he licks my wet slit, before plunging his tongue into my depths. I grasp onto the bedroll to keep my hands from pulling at him. I want him, so badly. I need to feel him fill my body, and make me his. I close my eyes to focus on his actions, only to feel his tongue being replaced with two fingers. I pull his face to mine and kiss him deeply, tasting myself on his lips. While kissing him, I start to feel pressure building at my core. I gently take hold of his arm "I need you Solas. Please…I am so close." He cups my face delicately and sits up in front of me, opening his arms for me to remove his clothing. Finally, it is my turn.
I start by undoing his belt, and sliding away his wolf fur. His tunic falls away easily leaving his undershirt. Once his chest is bare before me, I just stare for a moment. I let my hands trace the outline of his abs up to his nipples, where I learn forward and lick them lightly. "Emma lath…you are teasing a starving wolf. Be careful if you wish to remain in one piece…" I just kiss his lips deeply in response as my hands work at removing his pants. After a few moments he is left kneeling naked in front of me, and I am left drooling. All these months alone have given him a hardened body. While looking over his physic my eye catches something on his side. A scar. I absent-mindedly let my fingers trace across it, and look into his eyes. "Where did this come from ma vhenan? I've never seen anyone strike you." A vacant look crosses his face for a moment, "It happened a long time ago. It does no good to dwell on the past. It is nothing. Please, continue…" I frown slightly at the vague answer, but it doesn't matter. Not right now at least.
I roll him onto his back, letting him fall roughly onto the bedroll. My legs straddle his waist as my hands run across his stomach. Even now I can smell my arousal in the air, and I can see from his face that he can smell it too. His beautiful body has no hair on it. He is smooth, muscular and enticing. My lips are busy with his, as I grind myself against his stiffening cock. He grunts, trying to hold back. Always holding back. His hands move to my waist as I begin to move my hips in a rhythmic motion. His hard cock rubbing against my wet lips, lubricating it with my arousal. I can feel his heart pounding in his chest, and smell the sweat glistening on his body. He looks as if he is in pain, holding me tighter as I position myself over him. Letting his cock feel my slick wetness. Just as he is about to speak, I drop myself onto his cock, burying him deep within me. His burning touch fills me completely. It feels so tight. "I can't stop…I need to keep moving." He says as he starts to pull out, only to thrust into me again rougher, and harder. The pain is slowly ebbing away each time he enters me, massaging me from the inside with his delicious cock. Pleasure now replacing the pain. Exhaling loudly, he grabs my shoulders and rolls me onto my back. Lifting my legs over his shoulders, he drives into me again. The angle is hitting every nerve, making it feel astonishing; I don't know how to describe it other than breathtaking, because several times when he thrusts into me I lose my breath. His thrusting becomes wild, so much so that it's hard to hold onto him. The sensations going through my mind are bewildering, leaving me helpless to his needs. I never want this to stop. I am in bliss as I wrap my legs around his waist and feel the tightness coming again. " Dread wolf take me…" at my words he pauses, only to grin as each thrust becomes slower, deeper, grinding himself against my clit drawing out moans and cries from my lips. I bite my lip to prevent a moan from escaping as the waves of pleasure spread across my body.
It's no use, and I cry out, spurring Solas to finish. His load fills me to the brim and more as it begins to spill out of me. Leaving us wet and sticky, "I think we're going to need a bath, love." I say as his body collapses on top of me. The weight of his body feels good, but he soon rolls over next to me. Now laying on this bedroll together our sweat cools, leaving us chilled. He reaches for a blanket and covers us with it. We are breathless, left staring at each other. He reaches out to touch my face and smiles, as I pass out from fatigue. Gods, I love it when he smiles I think as I slip into the darkness.