RP: Aria (lavellanfadewalk) ((NSFW content further down))

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Skyhold. He was back in- but the sky…

Sometimes Sera had the absolute right of it. Fucking magic shite.

Blackwall sighed, choking up a tad on the bit of chair leg. There was the feeling of Darkspawn or other Wardens in the distance. Supposed to be someday he’d be able to tell the difference. Didn’t do him much good now.

The hold was empty. Not even wind to make the trees move. Like the air just before the storm broke. Unsettling.

He paced along the battlements one foot at a time. No one else around ‘less they were sneakier than him. Not like that was hard. His Warden armour made enough noise to cover a snowfleur’s approach. The next tower was the one the Inquisitor had refitted for the Mages. Couldn’t hurt to have a quick look. Some mageling may have hid in there and could tell him what in the Blighted Void was going on.

The west door opened with only a small creak.

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[lavellanfadewalk]

"I'm the Herald of Andraste, not the Maker himself to cast such horrible curse over someone." she chuckled "Though I'm pretty convinced you maybe give yourself too little credit. So yes, I'll compliment you whenever I get the chance. And I'll write chronicles about your beard. And dirty poems about you mouth and fingers. Very dirty poems. Ladies, and probably some lords too, will be very, very envy of me."

Aria punctuated every phrase with a kiss, or a bite to his lower lip, or a wanton lick to his earlobe. She could feel his trousers starting to become too small for him, and then she remembered her earlier frustration, his neck free from his armor now. She bit and sucked his pulse, soothing the pain with a open-mouthed kiss later. Delicious, certainly worth the wait.

Her wet core hovering his strained, growing erection, was lighting up her desire again and she couldn't resist to roll her hips, pressing her cunt against him. "Will you let me find out how you taste?" her whisper was dripping with lust "Tell me how you want my mouth, and where, please."

Her index finger trailed his lip, pressing it before claiming his mouth, finger running down his chest. She flicked his nipple once, twice, thrice, then went further down his belly, circling his navel and lightly hooking the hem of his trousers. At last, she trailed his growing erection through the fabric, waiting for a response to her question.

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He snorted at the bit about dirty poems. “Let me warn you, nothing good rhymes with fingers.” He’d heard more than a few drinking ditties that proved that.

Her mouth was relentless. He wanted to tell her about just how little credit he actually deserved, but her lips and tongue and a hint of teeth kept distracting him. Her tongue on his ear made him moan and buck a little, and then her mouth was on his neck and he couldn’t.

Fuck. She. Yes.

She pulled away and he realized his hands had been squeezing her arse tight. He let her go and pet her instead, feeling the muscle flex under her skin as she rubbed against him. He could almost feel the wetness soaking through his smalls. And the heat of her. Maker, so hot, pressed against him.

“I want.” He started, but distracted himself running his fingers over that perfect curve between her arse and thighs. She flicked at his nipple, which got his attention, but didn’t do much else for him. Then she was drifting down, down toward his slowly firming cock and that was.

That was her hand on him, light as a feather. The footboard barely reached his shoulders so when his head fell back with a helpless whimper there was nothing for him to catch himself on. He lifted his hips but she just rose with him, hand still only barely-there and he was panting like a dog, shaking like a winded horse, clutching at her like a drowning man.

And still only half-fucking-hard.

“I want you.” He told the ceiling. Couldn’t even manage to look her in the eye. “Against you, inside you, next to you while you get yourself off, I don’t care! I want you however you’ll have me.”

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"Nothing good rhymes with fingers, as if..." she rolled her eyes, playful, but stopped in the middle of her speech, noticing that she couldn't really come up with no good rhyme at all "...okay, you got me there." and she made a mental note to think of something later. Preferably when things weren't interesting as they were.

When she assaulted his neck, she had to concentrate not to gasp at his hands squeezing her buttocks, the perfect ballance between pleasure and pain. Good, that was a very good reaction. Aria nuzzled his neck this time, planting a chaste kiss over his skin, his voice reverberating under her lips. She couldn't help but smile wickedly at his request.

"Well, we have a lot of options here, don't we?" she whispered "We also have a lot of time, which is very good, 'cause I'm not letting you leave until the sun shines through that window." and her hands moved to cradle his face, making him look at her "Just a little something you should know: the sun won't shine through that window. Ever. So..."

She pulled a little away, just enough for her hands to fit between them without much effort, fingers reaching for the laces of his trousers, undoing it while her mouth moved back to his neck, biting and sucking again, slowly. Once the laces were undone, she slid one hand inside his smalls, nails lightly scrapping his groin before her fingers involved his cock. He shivered. She lazily circled the tip of his cock with her thumb when a realization struck her. Aria left his neck alone, kissing him, ravaging his mouth, speaking against his lips.

"Actually, I know something." she inhaled her own scent mixed to his, rubbing and squeezing his cock "I cried your name, writhed and whimpered around your fingers." she smiled, wickedly. Her mind worked in weird ways under pressure "Now it's my game, allow me to cause a sensation that lingers."

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“So using the privy will become a bit of an issue.” He teased, not wanting to give away so easily that the thought of staying here, like this, with her, forever was.

She was. Guh. Neck. Teeth, fuck yes. Hand, on him. Her thumb was slick, precome, at least his cock could manage that much right. Her lips devoured his and he managed to pull his hands off her arse long enough to hold her gorgeous face. He wanted to make her feel-

That. Was a terrible line. Lingers? He couldn’t help it. Still holding her face, he pushed her back enough to focus. Her smug smirk hit him just right, and then his head was against her shoulder, and he was clinging to her back as he laughed so hard he was left noiseless.

She twisted her wrist on the upstroke and then he was left gasping for a whole new reason. “Y’ already have,” He choked out. “Please don’t stop.”

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"Mock me if you will, but I can see you're speechless with my skills."

Aria teased his lips, biting it and pulling away as he reached for a kiss. She left his lap and kneeled back by his side, trailing kisses down his chest and biting his side in a hungry, slightly possessive way. She was still stroking and teasing his cock as her mouth moved down, freeing his erection as best as she could without pulling his trousers away. Desire boiled down her belly and Aria licked the tip of his cock, tasting his precome with a dirty, wanton moan of satisfaction. Salty, with a hint slightly bitter and something strong she couldn't quite define yet, but suited him perfectly.

His breath ragged with a grunt and she cupped his balls, squeezing it oh so lightly before lapping his lenght, wondering how bigger she could make him. She leaned in a lascive, enticing position, buttocks up and back arched, finally taking him whole on her mouth.

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Fucking Void, the sight she made. An expanse of glorious skin, flecked with delicious darker spots and lighter scars. The curve her spine made, from the nape of her neck all the way to her round little arse shifting as she settled into place. The angle of her elbow, wrist on his still mercifully clothed thigh. Her hand. Her mouth-

Fuck.

Hot and wet and hot and one hand was in her hair and the other following that curve her spine made and she was so soft and wet and hot-

He did not thrust into her mouth. He wanted to. Sweet Maker, he wanted to. But he just carded his hand through her hair and tried to keep his whimpers behind his gritted teeth. He had no idea if she was comfortable with this, enjoyed it, or if she only did it to him because he’d done it to her. Encourage her, you old fuck. Maker knows she’ll need it, dealing with your limp dick.

Blackwall groaned. “Aria. My lady, you’re so good. Play with the tip, that’s- Maker’s balls! You can- Be a bit rough, I like- Fuck, my lady, fuck!” And he didn’t thrust into her mouth but he wanted to.

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Aria hummed, lips quirking mischievously. "Rough, you say?"

She locked her hungry eyes over his face and licked her lips in a deliberately dirty way, scrapping her teeth over the soft skin of his tip, sucking and nibbling, her free hand stroking the rest of his length since her mouth left it unattended.

"You don't have to hold back, not with me." she nibbled his cock again, a little harder this time "I'm a dirty, hungry woman, with dirty thoughts and a dirty mouth. The only frilly, orlesian thing here is the room, not me."

And she let go his balls for just enough time to scratch this right thigh, her blunt nails marking his skin, making it sting.

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Pain and pleasure and her dirty fucking mouth.

“Perfect.”

His grip in her hair firmed, drew her off his cock so it barely reached her lips. Her breath was cool and sent heat curling and chasing itself through his gut. He felt his cock pulse with want and he was actually, finally hard. Curving up from a thicket of wiry curls, one of her hands wrapped around half his length, the other digging into the meat of his thigh. His cockhead red from her tongue and lips and teeth.

“I want to fuck your mouth.” He warned her. Adjusted his grip on her hair. Took hold of the nape of her neck as well, squeezed it a little. “Not deep. I’ll stop if you pinch me. May I?”

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Her eyes widened with his request, dirty and still caring. Perfect combination, in her opinion. Aria could feel her wet bundle of nerves pained with her want, all her willpower necessary to keep her from jumping over his cock at once.

She left the grip over his erection, licking her fingers and reaching for her own sex. He wouldn't mind she touching herself, would he?

"Do it. Fuck my mouth. Use it as it pleases you."

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He watched, mouth open, as she spread her legs a little more to get some more room to play with herself. Maybe that answered whether she was actually enjoying this or not. He let her neck go, brushed firm against her ear as he took himself in hand. Her yelp was as perfect as the flex of her arm, and he was nearly completely distracted watching her when her tongue reminded him what she’d told him to do.

Blackwall spread his legs, found his stance, braced his back against the footboard. Held her head steady as he thrust up and parted Aria’s fucking gorgeous lips. He nearly let his head fall back while he gasped, but he wanted to see her. Her arm moving, hand out of sight. Her arse and thighs tensing and relaxing, and he pulled away and thrust back up again in time with it.

There weren’t words. Just feeling her, seeing her, fuck, he could smell her spice-and-musk scent from here. His hand on his cock kept him from going too far, and the wet sound of her lips bumping his fingers was almost as good as the sweet pop her mouth made when he pulled all the way out.

“I’m close, my lady.” He warned her, and then cursed loudly when her tongue reached out to lap over his cockhead.

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She unrolled her back and moved closer, straddling his legs again. One hand rested over his shoulder, balancing her as she licked her wet fingers. When her breasts were flattened against his chest, her entrance provocatively hovering his cock, Aria caressed his earshell idly, nuzzling his nose.

"Close? Not close enough, I'm afraid." she rolled her hips, coating him with her wetness and pulling back before he could hold her in place, fighting with her own urge to fuck him immediately. Her arms and legs were filled with that funny tingling again and Creators she wanted to feel his weight over her, his cock inside her cunt, pulsing, throbbing.

Aria laid with her back on the pillows, giving Blackwall a glimpse of her sex with her slightly parted knees. "Come." She bit her lower lip, grinning.

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It took him a few seconds to catch his breath. He nudged her knee with his foot, spreading her legs just a little further. Licked his lips. Looked up into her eyes and gave her a wicked smirk in return. “Ladies first.” He teased.

He could have pounced on her. He could have put her legs over his shoulders and kissed her hard while he slid right into her silky grip. He could be fast, when he wanted to be. But not now. Now he had something he needed to ask her.

So, he crawled up to her slowly, particular about how he placed his knees. Tempting to just settle between her legs as Aria spread them, but there would be time for that yet. Blackwall straddled her hips, braced himself over her on his forearms, leaned close as his sweat-stringy hair fell into a sort of curtain around her gorgeous face.

He kissed her, sweet and gentle, and didn’t let it deepen. He had her attention. “Are you sure about this? You don’t exactly know where I’ve been.”

The Taint in him meant that getting Aria with child was unlikely at best, but he’d had a life long before the Inquisition, before being a lone wandering liar. And most of it was dirty filthy disgusting… the sort of thing that might linger. He didn’t want to take chances with Aria’s health.

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She tilted her head, thumbs running over his cheekbones. One hand tucked his hair behind his ear and she kissed him back. "Funny question. You don't know where I've been either." she chuckled. And oh, she had been everywhere.

Aria caressed his arms and shoulders, then his eyebrows "I'm here because I want and I'm experienced enough to know the risks. I'm willing to take'em." she closed her eyes, almost without believe she was about say that "But, I don't want to make you uncomfortable. So..."

Her eyes were locked on his now, almost a silent plea of wanton and desire.

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“The only thing that would make me uncomfortable right now is if you didn’t want to be where you are. But, you want, and I-” He couldn’t help but stop to kiss her. “I want you so fucking much.”

His fingers trailed up from her collarbone, traced up over her pulse to the bases of her ears. Rubbed slow circles into her skull while he nipped and licked his way down her neck. Took some time to get his legs down between hers. Ended up nearly humping her bloody leg when his cock brushed against her thigh. Fuck. But no, he had control. He was going to do this right.

His hands slowly worked their way up her ears proper, touching softly, discovering what made Aria whimper. What made her moan. Mouth following a meandering trail down over her sternum. Between her tits, Blackwall stopped and looked up at her lust-dazed face propped up on an obscene amount of small overstuffed pillows.

“Question really is, how fast can I make you come?” He tried to play it off casually. A joke. Might’ve been the most sincere fucking thing he’d ever asked.

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Blackwall was close. So damn close.
And hot.

A trail of gooseflesh was left over her collarbone after the touch of his fingers. She shivered and sighed with the wet, warm sensation of his tongue on her neck, tilting her head so he could see and lick and flood her with more sensations. She jerked when he reached for her ears, whimpering. These were certainly a weak spot of hers.

"How fast?" she laughed at his question "Well, I don't know, I think you did great just before." she kissed him "Though my notion of time might've been severely compromised by the circumstances, so I really don't know how long it took." then, she kissed his nose

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He laughed breathlessly and his hands abandoned her ears for the moment. Slid one to the back of her neck, other to the closure of her breast band. He lifted her and only took a moment to get it loose. Tucked the band under the pillows so it could be found after as he lowered her gently back down.

“Compromised? Well, try and keep track this time.” He kissed his way up the curve of her breast, flicked her nipple with the tip of his tongue. “Such a shame if we have to do it over and over.”

Grabbed one of the legion of pillows and tucked it under her hips. His cockhead glided over her slick slit as he rocked his hips a little closer. Wet and warm and ready. Shoved his trousers down further so he could feel the warm, wet heat of her. Lined himself up with one hand. Pressed forward.

Fuck. “Aria.” Fuck.

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Aria's mouth fell agape and without thinking she held her breath until his cock was fully sheathed, opening its way in her cunt inch by inch. She could feel him pulsing inside her walls, warm, wet, full and bigger than she was used to, a small hint of pain supporting and enticing her pleasure. She finally remembered letting the air out of her lungs, cradling his face with both hands to press her forehead to his, inhaling all of his scent and their smell of sex.

It took her some time to find her voice back as she pressed a soft kiss to his lips "Yes, Thom, yes."

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He reared back from her, eyes wide. Ended up rolling his hips that little bit further against her. Left him lightheaded, growling deep in his chest. She was so tight and hot and good. But she’d said. She’d said his name. That was.

She moved under him a little, and he leaned into her to hold her still. She whimpered, he bit her lower lip. His name. The name of a murderer and a monster. He drew back, feeling the slick pressure lessen. Pressed back in, and she gave way so beautifully. Her face screwed up and he licked his way into her mouth because how could he not?

“Aria, love.” He mumbled against her lips. He cradled her close, felt her nipples rubbing against his chest hair, her sweet little arse against his thighs. Fuck. She’d said his fucking name.

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Love.
The way his lips and tongue worked to say that word, the way it seemed to come from further inside his chest, caring, admiring, wanting, the way this eyes darkened looking at her... all of it was undoing her, little by little. He moved to taste her, to feel her and to be felt and Aria rolled her hips in response, his weight just perfect over her.

She locked her heels around his waist, peppering kisses to his jaw, chin, cheeks, lips, nose, eyebrows and forehead, hands on his back pressing him closer, as closer as he could get.

"Thom, vhenan." she whipered against his skin "May I have the pleasure of this dance with you?"

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He wanted to ask why she would- why she called him- why that name. But she kept kissing him, soft and lingering and he wanted that more than he needed to know. So he didn’t ask. And if, when she called him that the second time, he thrust a little harder, a little deeper? Well. It wasn’t the name of a good man, was it?

“If you still have air enough to tease me, I’m not doing my fucking job."

His thumb went to her clit, fingered her roughly while he set a faster pace. Mouth on one tit, free hand on the other, and she was delicious, moaning and digging her heels in like she was spurring a fucking horse. And if she was treating him like a beast, well, he was rutting her like one; hard and fast and hot and wet and tight!

His teeth closed around her nipple, not quite biting down but he could. Growl rumbling deep on every exhale, thumb circling and flicking randomly, he could feel her reaching her edge. Moved his mouth to her other nipple and nearly bit down on that one too. He was.

Fuck. So close. “Ar-” So close! “Aria, love, I’m-”

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"Yes, come for me vhenan."

Aria moaned and whimpered, her hips meeting his. She could feel her peak approaching, fast, nails digging his flesh when the boiling desire coiling down her navel exploded, body writhing, throat going dry from moaning his name. Her walls clenched and fluttered and it only took him more a couple of trusts to follow her past the edge.

She slowed her pace, riding her waves, panting and trying to keep her body from going immediately limp, legs and arms loosening around his flesh, sweat deliciously sticking their skin together.

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Maker.

She. Aria. So.

He was kissing her jaw. Didn’t know when he’d moved there. Pushed up and made it to the corner of her mouth. She turned her head, kissed him proper. Shiver ran down his spine, made his cock twitch inside her. They groaned in concert.

His hands were on her hips, and he ran them up and down her sides. They stuck a little, from the sweat, and he kissed her again. Fuck. His heart was still pounding loud in his ears. He pulled out slowly, felt the rush of fluid as their mingled come spilled out. Probably stained the pillow. The thought made him let slip a giggle. Tried to stifle it in her neck.

He slipped a hand between their bodies. Picked up some of the come and brought it up to sample. His was bitter as ever, but hers had a tangy sourness that made his much more palatable. Licked his fingers clean and was about to ask if he could taste from the source when.

What in the fucking Void?

Was he-

He got up on his hands and knees properly, letting a rush of air chill their sweat-soaked skin. Looked down at himself. Had to reach down and actually check, but yes, somehow, he was getting hard again. That shouldn’t be-

Legendary Warden stamina.

Well. Shit. Maybe if he ignored it, it’d go away?

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Aria turned to her side and pushed the pillow under her hips away from her, trying get more comfortable to catch her breath. Her hands stroked his chest and she sneezed softly with the chill air touching her skin.

Her eyes followed the motion of his hands and she grinned, thinking that was probably the first time she'd ever seen a man recovering so quickly from his peak. Aria kissed him and chuckled "Well, I might say there is something I had never experienced before."

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She shivered, and Blackwall’s first instinct was to cover her back up again. Course, that wouldn’t actually help much, so he wrestled the duvet down far enough that they could climb underneath it. He spooned up behind Aria once she was settled on her side again, leaned up to kiss her proper.

“You’ve never experienced a cock before, love? What happened to knowing enough to take risks?” Because if she’d been lying about that, then he’d been far too rough with her. And even if she hadn’t, it was your first time together. What kind of impression is that? That you’re a fucking animal, that’s what. Don’t even have the courtesy to know when a thing is over.

His mind railed against him and he tuned it out best he could. Nuzzled behind Aria’s ear, cuddled closer and wrapped his arms around her. Didn’t push his hips forward, though.

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Aria laughed, not objecting the cuddle.

"Ow, please, don't pretend you're silly." she turned in his arms to face him, pintching his nose playfully "As far as I recall, women are the ones usually ready again far faster than men." she opened her mouth to speak again, but stopped, noticing she was about to give far more information than she thought he could handle now. Maybe another time.