Rush had the place ready. Well, 'ready' might have been pushing it a bit, but it suited her needs just fine.
Right on the edge of the city, in the poor district Val Royeaux pretended so hard it didn't have. Just an empty warehouse in a half-abandoned district - which meant there was no one around, and if there was someone, they'd pretend very hard they weren't.
Bull gave her back a couple of almost suspicious looks, but still let her lead him. She was grateful for that show of trust. Her plan couldn't have worked without his cooperation.
The inside was thankfully still empty, and sort of clean after she paid a couple elves to make the building presentable. They gave her very odd looks, but since she paid upfront and in gold, they didn't question her about it.
"All right, then. What's the plan?" Bull asked her when she paused in the middle of the warehouse. He looked around every corner, even though there really wasn't much to see. Even less so in the dim moonlight they could see shining through a hole in the roof. It gave the place an almost sinister look, yet also created intimacy. Rush could work with that.
She smiled and took off the tunic she put on after the bath she insisted on to get the last of the cabbage out of her hair, standing there in just her loose pants and the cloth she used to bind her breasts. "I thought hand-to-hand would be best, actually," she grinned at him. When he looked over at her with a surprised, incredulous chuckle, she continued, "What? Don't think I can win? You underestimate the strength I can push into my muscles, love."
Bull only shook his head, "And you took us here," he swept his hand to encompass the entire warehouse, "just for that?"
Her secretive smile didn't put him at ease. "Not just for that, no." She took a deep breath and turned serious, "I've noticed something in the last couple of months. Something that helps neither of us, and this is my plan to change it."
He lifted an eyebrow, "Something about the two of us, then." He shook his head, exasperated. "You could have just asked, you know."
Rush disagreed. "This isn't something words can solve, Bull…" She took a deep breath and stated firmly, "I need you to stop treating me like a precious flower when we have sex."
"…What?" Bull stared at her as if she told him she was secretly the Queen of Antiva. His lips started to pull into a smirk and she knew he was about to dismiss her concern, or pretend he wasn't doing it, wasn't still holding back every time he touched her.
She spoke before he could open his mouth, "Don't try to deny it, I know you're doing it. And I'm going to show you that it's not necessary."
He lost his smile and finally took her seriously. One of his hands rose up to rub his eyes. "Shit, Rush, do you even know what you're asking? I could hurt you."
She shook her head. "No. You won't. I won't break if you get rough. And I will prove that to you." She lifted her hands and assumed a stance similar to what she saw warriors take when they trained. Similar to the one she took when she trained as a Knight Enchanter, even though the style didn't truly require it. She saw him smirk at the mistakes she no doubt made with the stance and charged.
The Fade twisted around her as she ran up to him faster than he could pull his hand up in defense. Her punch took him by surprise and he oofed when it hit him right in the gut.
Bull took a step back from the force of the hit. He stared at Rush in surprise as she stood there, waiting for him to get over the shock. Then he grinned at her, "All right. That's how you want it? Fine by me. Let's fight!"
He took a swing at her, but Rush simply used Face Cloak without so much as moving a muscle. His hand passed right through her. Before he could get over that surprise, she rematerialized and hit him again.
With a chuckle, he rubbed his smarting arm, and took another swing, this one a lot faster.
This swing was harder to avoid. Bull could be surprisingly fast when he wanted to be. Rush kept her face impassive the whole time, choosing to watch his reactions instead of taunting. Insults wouldn't have worked on Bull anyway.
And that's how it went. Rush got in some really good hits, even though Bull took a lot more cautious approach and she couldn't get past his defense every time after the first couple punches. Yet her speed and spells kept her successfully out of reach with the exception of a few glancing hits, and she could see it was slowly but surely getting to him.
His swings grew more and more powerful. More dangerous. Any hit he made now would break normal human's bones.
She Fade Stepped again and hit him in the side. Bull growled and swung around to smash his fist into her abdomen. But this time, Rush didn't move away, nor did she pull herself into the Fade.
The hit landed square in her stomach. She grunted when it hit her and took several steps back from the force of it.
Rush could see his eye widen in fear as he pulled his hand back as if that could take the punch back as well. Then he froze and stared down at his smarting knuckles… and the way Rush straightened up.
Bull's eye met hers. "That… wasn't a barrier." It wasn't a question.
She decided to answer anyway. "No, it wasn't. That was body manipulation." She smiled, "I've been practicing."
He threw his head back, "Hah! I bet you were." Then his lips pulled into a smirk. "All right, you've persuaded me. Let's see what you can actually do."
Rush gulped. Despite her bravado, now she wasn't so certain she could actually take Bull's full might when he let go. She shook her head. This wasn't the time for doubts. She closed her hand into a fist… and had to jump aside to avoid Bull's charge.
He wasn't holding back anymore. His hits took on a frightening strength and speed that belied his size. She had her hands full trying to defend herself. It barely left her any time to try and hit him back.
Yet with every hit, every close call, every step back towards the warehouse wall, her smirk grew wider. Bull's movements grew less and less restrained and his eye shone with battle-lust… and once his fingers snagged and tore at her breast-band, his eye filled with other lust as well.
Their 'dance' turned more and more furious. Before she knew it, Bull pressed her into a corner. She barely had time to notice her back touched the wall when Bull grabbed her by the shoulders and pinned her against the wood. She stood there, panting, and stared up at him with clear challenge in her eyes.
His mouth came crashing down on hers and she greedily rose up to meet the bruising kiss.
Rush tried to lift her hands to grab him by the horns as she used to do when they were in the mood to go against a wall, but Bull growled into her mouth and pinned her harder. She grinned against his lips and opened her mouth to lick him.
Bull took it as a challenge. He growled again and covered her with his whole body, trapping her against the wall. Then his hand slipped lower to tear at the lace holding his pants together. Rush quickly did the same in the tight confines of his body mass and dropped them on the ground together with her underwear, then she deftly stepped out of it.
Not a moment too soon. Bull wasted no time, picked her up to settle her against his waist again. Then he grabbed her under the knees to spread her wide. This time, there was no waiting. No preparation. No mercy. Rush had a brief second to thank the Maker for having the foresight to use some oil on herself during her bath as she used her magic to relax as much as possible.
Bull set the tip against her and slammed inside to the hilt. He moaned breathlessly and rested his face against the wooden wall above her head.
But when he felt Rush tremble and clutch him inside her, some of the fog that clouded his eye cleared, and he looked down at her in concern. "Rush…"
She was just as impatient as him. She growled, "Move!", set her hands on his wide shoulders and spread her legs around him even wider.
Bull's chuckle turned into a moan when she tightened around him. He grabbed her ass in both hands, pinned her against the wall with his entire body and let go.
Hard, brutal thrusts that had his balls slapping against her. Deep growls into her ear as he used his hands to pull her even harder against him. His powerful, muscled body pressing her against the wall. And his lone eye staring down at her in a mixture of lust, love, and wonder… Rush loved every second of it. The wooden wall creaked under the pressure and several dust clouds fell from the remnants of the ceiling. She held on tight and let him pound inside her with all his strength.
When he set his teeth against her shoulder, she threw her head back and thought wildly that she'll be forever grateful to every bigoted Chantry idiot in the world for giving her the incentive to become a Knight-Enchanter, if it brought her and her lover such pleasure. No human body could have handled this punishment without breaking; not without magic. He was so deep that his every thrust touched that special place inside her that made her tighten around him even more, the muscles in her abdomen contracting with pleasure.
She cried out as the orgasm hit her, tightening around Bull with impossible pressure. He bit down, hard, and she felt his teeth pierce the skin of her shoulder. Rush felt him lick at the wound he inflicted, then swallow. All the while, he didn't pause, didn't once lose rhythm of his thrusts.
As soon as her peak passed, Rush relaxed slightly in his hold. Once she felt that he was getting close as well, her lips pulled into an evil smirk. Now came the last part of the plan. Her hands glowed blue, as she pulled magic outward into a healing spell… and pushed it into his already oversensitive body.
Bull ripped his mouth off her shoulder, threw his head back, and roared. The hands clutching her ass tightened her hold with enough force that Rush was certain she'd have bruises despite all her body modifications as Bull shot wave after wave of his seed inside her.
When his orgasm passed, she felt him tremble from the force of it and quickly cast a small barrier over both of them before he slid to his knees, dragging her down with him. Rush heard his wildly beating heart and the tremors that passed through his body and pulled him closer into her embrace, panting just as hard as him from the exertion. One of her hands lifted to start gently caressing his head.
It was a long moment before he lifted his face from her shoulder and stared at her, bewildered, "Damn, Kadan, that was…" He was at a loss for words.
Rush smiled, pulled herself up to give him a gentle kiss and whispered against his lips, "That was what we are like when we put our whole hearts into it, love. That was perfect."
He chuckled and a soft expression fell on his face. He closed his eye, rested his lips against her hair and took a deep breath. "Yeah…" he muttered softly against her. Then she felt him tense up a little, as his gaze fell on her bloodied shoulder, "I've hurt you, though."
She leaned back, and gently took his chin into her hand, "I'm a Knight-Enchanter and a healer. If I didn't want those marks to be there, they wouldn't be."
He chuckled, and Rush felt the tension leave his body.
Unfortunately, the old warehouse wasn't made for long cuddling, or sleepovers. Soon enough, they had to pick themselves up, get dressed and make their way back to their tavern.
The way back was spend in a companionable silence, walking side by side. The night was pleasantly cool, and they both looked dangerous enough that not even the most desperate thief or smuggler tried to attack them. It was perfect…
Until they went around the last corner and came face to face with Dalish and her party of Skinner, Krem and her cousin Mahanon, who thankfully dressed in their spare mercenary coat for this mission. The Chargers seemed just as surprised to see them here. Perhaps even more so.
Krem took one look at them, covered in bruises and bite marks… covered his eyes with his palm and groaned, "I don't want to know."
Rush exchanged a single look with Bull… and they both started laughing.
A/N: And this, my friends, is how I see a sub!Bull. Rush was the one in control here, to technically, that makes Bull the sub, right? Yeeeaaaaah, weeeeell…. Sub!Bull is somehow even more Dom than usual… *awkward smile*.
Also, thanks to FFN traffic stats, I've noticed that chapter 22 is more popular than other chapters. It has more views and visitors than any of the other chapters, and I wondered why. Then I realized that it's the chapter that has the most fluff – cuddling, kissing, hugging… So I just want you to know: You people are the best :3 Faith in humanity restored, people don't read this fic just for porn. You're the best and I love you all :)