Hello there lovelies, so sorry I haven't updated since- forever. I hope this chapter is good enough to win you guys back. If not then I formally ask ,"Please FORGIVE ME" I will try to put more time aside to write more. Curse college for keeping me away.

Warnings: Extremely mild violence. Fenris/Hawke smut. Sebastian/Hawke smut- kind of. Cliffhanger and beginnings of future struggles for Hawke.

I hope you all enjoy. Your comments are very much appreciated so don't be shy.

Chapter 2

The second the chair was kicked to the floor and Fenris pursed his lips and pinned her arms above her to one of the dirty pillars that held up the second story of the Hanged Man, Marian lost her breath.

Her Fenris was coming back to her. With a fury. That lust in his eye was mixed with an anger and it was incredibly hot. Maker. He claimed her lips before she could beg him to and he kissed her without holding back.

It was obvious he had been missing her, with every flick of his tongue and low rumble in his mouth she could tell. He didn't have to feel this way, he didn't have to miss her. He was the one who had left. She needed to remind him that he would always be free- that was important- free to return. If only her hands weren't tied. She'd be jerking him off already, giving him untold pleasure in the back of a filthy building. She didn't care. She did not have shame, not ever ashamed of who or how she loved. She'd make him happy, in public or not. Whatever made him comfortable, and right now she could tell she was the one making him comfortable.

" Fenris! Oh...baby." She lost track of her thoughts when his knee went up to rub against her sensitive nub under the cloth. Her skirt had been hiked up just enough by that leathery knee, and the heat from the material rubbing on her made her spasm on him. She didn't have much time left before he'd have her coming. She had been waiting for him to return for so long, she was too pent up to be messed with like this without a release. With what strength she had she grabbed his biceps and pulled him into her.

Fenris groaned against her lips. Hawke was the only person in the world that could get him to make pure sounds of pleasure. He was proud to admit that Danarius had never got a single moan out of him, never any sign of pleasure for that matter, a few whines of pain, but never moans. That was because Danarius forced, he wasn't Hawke in any way. Danarius was evil, Hawke was good. His hand went under her clothing, he just had to grasp the good again and he did. He felt her shiver and swallowed her cry of ecstasy, then pulled off her lips with a violent tug on her bottom one. Teeth almost shredding. " Don't ever scare me again." Fenris pressed another kiss to her this time simultaneously squeezing her mound. The feeling of her soft, plush skin against his roughened sword-wielding fingers was a paradox worthy enough to stir his cock awake. His hips moved into hers desperately. Urgent to take her, claim her. The urge even more prevalent when Sebastian walked in and took his usual seat at the table. Sebastian and him may be good friends, but not good enough for him to ever share Hawke. He'd kill if Hawke was touched by another. He really would. He kissed her hard. Bit her neck then lapped his tongue at the wound. Pulling away when he felt her collapse in his hold. She had climaxed from his rubbing knee. Good. She still felt for him.

Sebastian was in shock to see Fenris so open with his affections. Even more in shock that Hawke's face could look even more like an angel from the Maker himself. Contorted and sweaty from bliss filled ecstasy. Whatever Fenris had just done to her, Sebastian wished it had been him. Wished for a moment that he could touch. But he was a Chantry boy. He lived a celibate life, devoted to the Maker. Even if Elthina hadn't sworn him in yet. He coughed to make himself known to Hawke. Only Hawke. It was obvious Fenris knew he was there, he had asserted his dominance over Hawke. That much was obvious from the woman's moans.

Hawke finally caught her breath and turned away from thin elvhen lips. Taking a seat by Fenris when he finally sat down. " Hi. Sebastian." Hawke managed to speak. Momentarily impressed with herself that she could speak.

Sebastian wanted to show his own hold on her so he announced what they had really done last night. " Hawke, you're glowing. Our walk last night must've made you feel better, all the fresh air to clear your head, the night swim at the coast to relieve your stress, or maybe it was the pastry I made you. " Sebastian raised his brow. Taking full credit for the glow on her face despite the fact that Fenris had put it there from his lips.

Hawke stammered. If she didn't know any better she could swear Sebastian was fighting for her over Fenris. What? " The pastry was good." Hawke would forever be amazed by the amount of things Sebastian's roguish hands could do. Shoot arrows, twirl daggers, cook, bake, hold her up so she could float on her back in the water. He had kept one hand on the back of her neck and the other on her lower back then. Strong, cautious hands.

Fenris was angry. So she had done something with Sebastian last night. Perhaps nothing sexual, but still a part of him wished she never even hung out with other men, no matter how selfish that sounded, he couldn't say it was a lie. " Swimming, eh? Wasn't it a little cold last night to go in the water?" The thought of her dripping wet, and shining from the moonlight in front of another man made him chew his cheek to hold back frustration.

Sebastian saw the jealousy and kind of liked it. Liked that even though he was celibate he still had a chance with undoubtedly the most amazing woman in Thedas. " Our bodies were close, we didn't feel the cold. " Sebastian said a little too sultry like for a Chantry-boy. His Starkhaven accent hitting Hawke's ears, and making her think forbidden things about the man. She loved Fenris didn't she? But sometimes when he was away she had urges. She couldn't deny that she had been pent up every night waiting for him to return. And then these men showed up at her house wanting to hang out like Sebastian. Was she supposed to deny them? Deny herself the pleasure of hearing a deep voice by her ear, the feeling of a rough hand pat her back and grab her hand for a walk? It was difficult when her nights grew cold.

Fenris was getting upset. Maybe he ought to remove himself from the situation. Hawke could have so much better then him. He tried to walk up and out of his seat. She sensed him leaving and put her hand on his thigh.

" Our bodies were close yes, but it was still cold. Too cold for me to go in my swimming clothes. " She knew that fact would ease Fenris's nerves.

Hawke's words did ease him. He settled back into the chair. He needed to have more faith in her. When had Hawke ever let him down?

" Marian...is right." Sebastian drew out her name, heavy with the accent on purpose. He was a shameless flirt sometimes. " I remember it was so cold that on the way back, I gave Hawke my sweater and held her next to me as we walked."

Fenris was ready to kick Sebastian under the table. How dare the human. What was his goal?

Bragging wasn't a common thing among brothers was it? Certainly suited princes though. Hmph.

Hawke was upset that she couldn't defend Fenris then, she had been with Sebastian that night. That's why she had slept in her bath. She had been so guilty, she couldn't stand to smell like another. She stayed in the bath for hours. She was about to stop Sebastian when Fenris slammed his fist on the table.

"Hawke could you get me a drink please?" Fenris begged. He needed a moment alone with Sebastian. He raised his brow at his Marian and pleaded with his eyes. She couldn't resist the green orbs.

She'd buy him a cake and a drink, and the whole bar for those eyes. She smiled then walked away.

Sebastian not expecting the attack relaxed and reached across the table for a stack of cards. Fenris pulled the man's shirt collar with glowing hands and brought the human halfway across the table to his face. " If I find out you hurt Hawke or took advantage your Maker wont be able to save you." Fenris had tugged him so hard, the man's knees were on the table. " Now tell me what exactly your plans are. You don't have sex Sebastian. Why are you flirting with Hawke? Swimming with her? Touching her? What is your game?"

Sebastian gave a wicked grin. Despite his position and disadvantage he could easily save himself with roguish wit and creativity, but struggling wasn't necessary. He'd gladly give the elf answers. " I don't have a game Fenris. Marian...is a beautiful woman. She's changing me Fenris. Making me rethink some decisions." Fenris squeezed the collar harder, claws digging into a strong neck, drawing blood from the prickly points of the metal.

" If you think you can make her a Queen of Starkhaven you're a fool. She'd never-"

" Never want plush pillows, gourmet meals, ball gowns to die for, and a throne to call her own? I think it is you who is the fool Fenris for thinking you don't have competition. Any woman would dream of being a Queen. Why you left her is beyond me, but know this, giving up my vows is no small feat, if I give them up and convince her to be mine, there is no way I will go back. I will hold onto her forever. " Fenris's grip loosened. No longer angry just hurt that Sebastian was right. Fenris was a fool believing Marian wouldn't ever love someone else. Sebastian straightened out and went back into his seat.

" It would be wise of you to remember that she is free to make her own choices."

" Like I don't know." Fenris snarled.

" You don't know Fenris. Many of us would offer her the world. If you don't take her back, you will have quite the fight." Sebastian got up when he saw Hawke coming back. He swiped some frosting onto his finger then sucked it off rather sexually explicit. Slowly pushing his digit inside his mouth then coming back out just to entice her with his swiveling tongue. When he was done he smirked and brought her hand to his frosting flavored mouth and kissed the outer palm chastely. "Good day Hawke. You know where to find me if you need me for a job. By Fenris."

Marian froze and looked at Fenris. So much action in one day. She wondered what had passed between the men when she left for the cake and drink. Something big for Sebastian to act so suggestive and Fenris to look so sad.

" Fenris I bought chocolate. That's your favorite."

Fenris lightened as Marian could still only focus on him despite the rogue's attempt to persuade her. Hawke had even remembered his addiction to sweets. " Yes it's my favorite. You didn't have to buy me a cake. I can't afford to repay you. " he'd never feel like he had enough to properly provide for her, just another reason why the rogue's words had hurt and why he couldn't return to her.

Remembering the grinding orgasm that had happened moments ago Hawke smiled. " You already have Fenris. Eat it or I'll pout."

"Nobody wants that."