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Unyielding(Manon x Dorian)

As Dorian sat in the meeting he completed life and how he had ended up where he was now.
"Your Magisty..."
He turned blinking at the man in front of him "hmm...what"
"What do you think" the man asked
"um, i think it's a great idea... Ill talk with my advisor and see what we can do" Dorian replied trying to look genuine.
"Thank you your Magisty!" he says bowing at the waist.
The man walks out just as Choal snickers at Dorian. He turned and looked at his advisor "what?"
"Did you listen to a word that poor man said" he asked knowingly
"Yes!... Well no." he admits "I just can't focas" throwing his hands up.
Choal smirks as he asks dorian "Would it perhaps have something to do with a white haired Witch currently camping a 30 minute ride from here?"
"It'd be less than a 5 minute flight in raven form" Dorian grumbles "but we have at least 15 more people, I for some reason agreed to hearing" He says as he gestures at the line outside the door.
Chaol sighs as he reluctantly says "if you really need to go see her, I can take over, claiming you had an emergency."
"Really??!?" Dorian says standing
"Yes..." he say sighing
"Gods you really are the best!" Dorian say standing grabbing his things.
"You owe me now!" Choals yells as Dorian leaves.
Dorian immediately runs to his chambers in the stone castle. As he transforms into his raven form.
And flies to his queen.

Manon Blackbeek stood in the tent with glennis,  Petra Blueblood, and the few coachan friends she had made over the past few years, sighing at the witches. After the war 3 years ago, she had retured to the wastes and decided they would need to rebuild. A lot. So for the past 3 years they had been doing everything in their power to rebuild their ancient city. They haven't came this far east in nearly a year. Which also happens to be the last time she had seen Dorian. Sometimes she would be so desperate for him she would have to pleaseure herself at least 3 times before she would deem herself some what satisfied. But she found herself longing for him more than often. It could be so easy to jump on Abraxos and fly to him. But she was now queen and did not have the luxury to just leave.

Dorian flew as fast and as hard as he could. He didn't know what be would say to her, or if she was busy but he didn't particularly care. He just needed her. As the camp came into veiw he looked for the tent he had stayed in many times during the war. The suddenly remembering that she was now queen and would be in the big tent in the middle of the camp. He then shifted back to his human form suddenly more nervous than he anticipated. As he walked closer and closer to her he became more and more afraid. Afraid of what he didn't know but nun the less, fear. Suddenly he was in front of yhe curtain/door to the tent and took a deep breath and walked in.

Manon didn't know what to say even if they were long gone it was almost as if the gods themselves had heard her. Felt her need for him.
The tent/room had fallen silent at the sight of the king.
Silent and then Manon Barked "Everyone out NOW" The witches quickly exited the tent. Until it was just them by themselves. Manon's breathing became uneven as they looked at each other. She thought maybe she was crazy, crazy until Dorian crossed the room to her. Suddenly his lips were in hers. And then she was on her back and he was on top of her, Manon then realized she was on the board room table. His lips were intoxicating like she would never get enough. She wasn't fighting him for dominance; she knew she would always be safe with him. Only with him.
He stopped if only for a minute, and looked at her pleading and desperation in his eyes.
"Yes" she breathed
It was an unleashing
Using both the phantom hands and his own to take her clothes off. Suddenly she was Naked. Bare before him. He lowered himself on top of her his lips on hers once more. She felt the presence of his need between her legs. Reaching down to palm him through his pants. He panted, moving down slowly, first to that spot under her ear. She let a moan slip free. He moved then to her breast, taking her nipple between his teeth. She cried out, "OH GODS!"
"Are you praying to me, Manon?" Dorian asked smirking
"you wish" she said, flashing those iorn teeth. She groaned then as he flicked her nipple with his tongue. Then he got up, and pulled her to the very end of the table and kneeled. He looked up at her, and smirked. He kissed the inside of her thigh, then the other.
Manon breathlessly panted "please!!"
He did not just taste, he feasted.
Manon Bowed off the table, Dorians held her down with a firm hand on her abdomen and one around her thigh.
He sucked and licked, flicking his tongue on the spot he knew would make her go wild. Her moans were likely the only thing heard for miles. Then he added two fingers, because he knew she was already ready for him. Seconds later she came hard enough to see stars.
But he didn't stop, he kept going, manons organsm barreled through her so fast she hadn't realized what had happened until it was upon her.
"Come on, Witchling. I know you got one more in you"
"no i can't! I can't!" She screamed.
But he didn't stop, He kept going, curling his fingers at that spot inside her. Soon enough she was sobbing and screaming, As her third Orgasm hit.  Her vision went white with pleasure. Dorian helped her ride out her climax until he finally released her.
Manon sat there paralyzed by the pleasure she felt.
"that...was... I don't have words'' she panted
"Manon Blackbeak speechless," Dorian chuckled "i'll have to write down the date. Perhaps we should go somewhere more...private?"
"Sure." she said, still trying to catch her breath.
Then he did something truly unexpected. He picked her up her shirt and practically threw it on her then he picked he up in a bridal style.
"DORIAN" She yelled in protest
Then carried her to the tent he knew was set aside for the Witches queen. As they walked the witches murmured, Manon shooting the witches looked at any who looked there way.
As soon as they were in the tent, Manon shifted in his hand and wrapped her legs around his hips, ripping at his clothes, she latched onto his lips, tugging roughly at him. He groaned then, sucking at her neck, ripping his jacket off, Manon skillfully unbuttoning his shirt. Suddenly they were on her bed roll. She was completely bare, staring up at him.He then  unbuckled his belt, sliding his pants down his legs and flinging them across the tent. tDorian settled in between her legs and kissed her, kissing her as he finally slid home. He slammed into her at a punishing pace, groaning at how perfect it felt, how perfect she felt. She was  screaming as he pounded into her. Hitting her G-spot just the right way. She dug into him, her body turning liquid under him as he continued slamming into her.
He fucked her roughly, feeling her clench around him, knowing she was close. He wrapped her legs around him, driving himself deeper. Digging his hands into her hips leaving the marks he knew she
loved.
She felt so full, so full she couldn't think couldn't speak around him. She was his, he was hers, and she realized then that they would never be apart again.
"You're mine" she groaned.
"What" dorian grunted
"You're mine!" she screamed, screamed hoping the whole damn camp heard.
She didn't know it was possible but Dorian's thrusts got even faster. Pounding in her. Her Climax barreled through her, she gripped him holding on for dear life. As she clenched around him he found his own pleasure cock twitching spilling in her until she was full and dripping with his cum. 
Manon fell limp, there heavy panting the only sound they could hear. Dorian draped over her. His cock still in her, soft and yet he didn't want to move as if this is where he was meant to be.
Finally he eased out of her, looking down seeing what he had done to her. He felt an unnatural amount of male pride knowing that she was like this because of him. He laid down next to her pulling the blanket over her naked body.
"I think I love you, Manon."
"She turned to him then clearly stunned "You dont mean that '' she said sitting up.
"I do...I think I have for a while, but I was too much of a coward to come and tell you. Out of fear you would say you didn't feel the same." He grabbed her face then assurance and a hit of fear in those violet blue eyes. "But now I realize it doesn't matter if you don't Love me. I love you, Manon. My heart calls your name!" He moved and kissed her. As he laid her back down. The kiss was gentle as he moved against her. The kiss was promise and understanding, it was unyielding.
She pulled back only slightly "And I love you, Dorian. My heart is yours. It always was."