Chapter 40

Fenris nervously tugged at the silver chains linking the cuffs at his neck and wrists as he paced back and forth in front of the fireplace. Hawke's bedroom had a huge floor to ceiling mirror in it and he kept stopping every few minutes to stare at his reflection. Jethann had told him the effect the chains and gauzy pantaloons would have on him, but seeing was believing. He looked- delicate, like a fragile doll and he found the feelings that engendered to be frightening. He shook his head and gritted his teeth. If it helped him win Hawke back, it was worth it.

He was just wondering how much longer he would have to wait when he heard footsteps outside the room. "Fang?", a pause, "Here boy!" Silence. Fenris took several deep breaths and steeled himself for Hawke's entrance.

Gavin frowned, wondering where the hound was. He looked down at the book in his hands: Hard In Hightown. His mother had given it to him, claiming that Varric had given it to her but that she found it a little too raunchy for her tastes. Knowing the dwarf as he did, he would have to agree. She had told him to take it and go curl up in bed to read it. She claimed it was funny enough to help him relax, which only puzzled him more. Opening the door, he crossed into the room and turned to close the door. It wasn't until he turned back around that he became aware of the fact that he wasn't alone.

"Fenris?" he gasped, his eyes wide and jaw slack at the vision in front of him. "Maker's breath," he whispered, "what are you wearing?"

Fenris swallowed hard and gathered his courage. Sinking to his knees, he bowed his head and said solemnly, "I know I've not said it, but I do trust you Hawke. I trust you with my life, my body, and my soul. I give myself to you to do with as you will." When he finished, he remained as he was, holding his breath and praying that Jethann was right.

Gavin was so astounded that for a while he couldn't form a coherent thought. Not only was Fenris all but naked, he was encased in chains and kneeling before him. The proud elf from Tevinter had sworn to never bow to another person ever again. Yet, here he was. Slowly he walked forward until he was looming over the elf. Reaching down, he used the fingers of one hand to lift Fenris' chin so he could look him in the eyes. "Do you truly mean this?" he whispered.

"With all my heart Hawke," Fenris vowed.

Gavin reached down with both hands and lifted the elf to his feet. Enfolding him, he bent his head to rest it on Fenris shoulder. "Thank you." He stayed there for a few moments before stepping back and fingering the chains. "You could easily break these," he stated.

"Yes, but I will not," Fenris told him and then nodded toward the nightstand. "The keys are there."

Stepping back he eyed the elf before, "Maker's breath Fenris but you're stunning." He motioned him to turn around. "And those pants leave very little to the imagination."

Fenris turned back to face Hawke and then felt himself blush at the blatant lust he saw in the mages eyes. Lowering his gaze, he could see just how aroused the mage was. "I take it you like," he said softly and heard Gavin agree. Taking a deep breath, he looked up and held Hawke's gaze, "I want you to take me tonight Hawke."

Gavin's eyes went wide, "You mean-"

"Yes, I want you to fuck me," Fenris swallowed hard at the admission.

Gavin slowly walked forward until he was right in front of Fenris. "No Fenris, I will not fuck you." Seeing the elf's eyes widen in shock he hurried to add, "I will be making love to you Fenris. There's a big difference between the two."

Fenris felt his heart beat faster and his mouth go dry, "Show me." He gasped in shock as Gavin picked him up and tossed him onto the middle of the bed. He lay there, stunned, and watched as the mage set a speed record in getting undressed. His eyes greedily drank in the sight of the mage's gorgeous body. "You're magnificent Hawke, as always."

"Gavin, Fenris," he replied as he joined him on the bed. "I love hearing my name on your lips," he whispered as he leaned in and kissed the elf. He proceeded to leisurely kiss Fenris on the lips, then moved across his cheeks, his nose, along his jaw, up to his ear and then worked his way down his neck. "I love the taste of your skin. I can taste the lyrium in it."

Fenris found himself shivering with each whispered breath. Tingles traveled down his arm and straight to his groin. He could feel himself becoming more aroused with each passing moment. He suddenly arched upwards as Gavin's teeth nipped at his collarbone. He felt how aroused the mage was and wondered why he hadn't taken him yet.

"Relax elf and enjoy this," Gavin smiled at him, sensing the other man's nervousness. He used his hands to stroke and caress every inch of the body beneath him. He easily found the ties to the pantaloons and stripped them off. "Hmm, easy removal, I like that," he grinned wickedly at Fenris.

For his part, Fenris could do nothing but feel at this point. What Gavin was doing to him was beyond his experience. From doing similar things to Hawke in the past, he knew it was pleasurable, but he'd had no idea just how much pleasure it could bring. He felt the urge to touch the mage and reached for him, only to have his hands yanked above his head and held there. He tugged but the mage's grip was firm. A brief moment of panic had his muscles tensing.

"Trust me," Gavin whispered as he held tight to the chains.

Fenris nodded and took several deep breaths while the mage continued the sensual assault on his body. As he began to relax, he felt another emotion creeping up on him. In the past, being chained meant pain and humiliation. Here, none of those things were happening and he found himself becoming even more aroused by the idea that he couldn't move. Only by using his lyrium enhanced strength could he break those chains, but he had no desire to do so. It filled him with awe.

Holding the elf's hands above his head, Gavin used his legs to spread the elf open. He reached for the bottle of oil on the nightstand. Capturing Fenris' eyes, he held up the bottle, "I'm going to prepare you for me now. I will soon have you begging me to fill you," he promised.

Fenris couldn't keep from mentally scoffing at that. The only time he'd begged during sex was for his former master to stop hurting him. He'd never enjoyed it while a slave, and since his escape he'd only allowed one person to take him. It hadn't been that good for him and he'd never repeated it. But Jethann had told him how important it was for him to submit to Gavin in the bedroom. The other elf had even told him that with a talented partner it could be amazing, hinting at just how amazing a lover Gavin was.

Gavin knew that words wouldn't move Fenris so he said no more. He oiled one finger and slowly massaged the elf's entrance. Once he felt the elf relax a little, he pressed gently inside. When he felt Fenris completely relax, he withdrew his finger. He then oiled two and pressed them gently inside. He felt the elf tense once more, but relax more quickly. He twisted and turned, feeling around until he found the small bundle of nerves he was looking for. Grinning, he pressed hard.

Fenris' eyes shot open and a sharp cry erupted from his throat. "Venhedis!" He looked wide-eyed at Gavin. "What did you do?"

Gavin grinned and pressed that bundle again, chuckling as Fenris' head fell backwards. "That's your prostate. It's what makes having a cock inside you so pleasurable. You like?" He got no repsonse other than a grunt and chuckled briefly before resuming his preparation.

By the time Gavin had three fingers in him, Fenris was doing what the mage had said he would do. He was begging for relief, for the mage to take him. "Please Gavin," he whimpered.

Gavin removed his fingers, knelt up, and gently gripped Fenris' hips and tilted them upwards. Placing his cock at the elf's hole, he pressed gently forward, slipping in easily. He watched Fenris' face for any signs of pain or discomfort but found none. As he fully seated himself inside, he bent down and held the elf's gaze. "I love you," he whispered before gently kissing him. Then he began to move, changing his angle to find the right spot.

Fenris couldn't say what he was feeling as Gavin entered him, but it was like nothing he ever felt before. He actually felt tears welling in his eyes. When the mage whispered his love, those tears spilled down his cheeks. He knew it now, knew he was loved deeply. It filled him with a happiness he never thought he would feel. As Gavin began to move, he found himself more aroused than he'd ever been. When the mage hit that spot inside him, he found himself crying out in tevene.

Gavin was not unmoved himself. Seeing Fenris come so completely undone filled him with joy. He had known, given the chance, that he could give the elf so much pleasure. He'd begun to think it would never come to pass. Now, here they were, moving together perfectly, each striving for the peak. He heard Fenris scream and felt his channel clench painfully tight as the elf found his release. A couple more thrusts and he joined the elf in bliss.

Fenris didn't know how long he'd been out, but when next he opened his eyes it was to find Gavin sitting next to him, cleaning him. He reached out and touched the mage's hand. "That was the most incredible experience of my life," he said softly and sincerely.

"That is the way it should be when two people make love," Gavin smiled at him. "What you experienced in Tevinter was abuse. I will never abuse you, in any way."

"I know," he nodded agreement. "I think I've always known, but was too afraid to admit it."

Gavin smiled and reached for the key on the nightstand. He lifted Fenris right wrist, "This chain symbolizes your past. This key releases you from those chains," he stated firmly as he opened the lock. He unlocked the other two cuffs and then met the elf's gaze. "Never again will your past chain you. You are free."

As he watched Gavin release the locks and listened to his words, he realized that it was true, for the most part. "There's still the matter of my former master to deal with. But, aside from that, my past is now truly in my past. Thanks to you."

"And I will be by your side when the time comes to face Danarius," Gavin said firmly. "And if he doesn't come to us, then you and I will go to Tevinter and hunt him down like the animal he is," he finished fiercely.

"I think if Danarius knew about you, he'd lose a few night's sleep," Fenris chuckled.

Gavin took the cloth and returned it to the wash basin. Then, he climbed into bed beside Fenris, pulled him into his arms and pulled the blanket up over them. "Good night love. Sleep well."

Fenris snuggled back agains the mage and closed his eyes. It felt right to be back here. It was where he belonged.