The Grey Wardens' Leader

1.9 - The Crown

In My Veins by Andrew Belle
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   After returning to Bhelen, the group was soon sent back into the Deep Roads to retrieve the paragon Branka. They had met Oghren, Branka's husband and the local alcoholic weirdo, and let him tag along.

   Avril was now curled up all alone on the ground inside her tent. They had made camp in the Deep Roads, deciding to rest for the night, sleeping in shifts. The elven woman rolled onto her side, pulling the pillow that Alistair used when he slept in her text close to her heart, inhaling the intoxicating scent of him.

   She remembers their first night back in these tunnels fondly. But that was weeks ago...

*

   Sneaking off, the couple found a secluded corner. The young prince was quick with yanking her breeches down. His eyes that were clouded over with lust found hers as he gingerly caressed her flesh. She bites down hard on her lip to keep herself from making a noise, too scared she'll attract darkspawn.

   Alistair carefully wiggled a finger inside of her, pumping it slowly, his eyes fixing on her facial expression. He makes a low groan as he pushes a second digit inside, beginning to feel her wetness coat them. Working her flesh carefully, he manages to make her body secrete a small amount of the substance.

   Avril pulled at his lower armour, finally pulling it free as he finished licking her juices off of his fingers. She cautiously ran her thumb over his reddened head, sending a shiver down his spine,"Please..."

   The blond holds her up against the wall, guiding his throbbing cock inside of her. They both let out a soft sigh as he rocks his hips back and forth, slowly at first, then moving more vigorously. The elven girl clamps a hand over her mouth to remind herself to stay quiet. The only noise audible in that moment is her lover's laboured breathing and the slight clank of his armour.

   He sucks in a sharp breath as he feels her sex tightening around him in rhythm with every aching thrash he makes,"Come for me. Just- one more...time."

   She presses their lips together in a feeble attempt to restrain themselves from screaming out in pure ecstasy. Lapping her tongue against his, the rogue's moans are muffled as her juices flow out of her again.

   Alistair caught her bottom lip between his teeth, tugging at it slightly as he spilled inside of her. Pulling out of her, he swiftly licked her clean, his face a tint of pink as he tasted himself in her as well.

   Once the two were cleaned up, they headed back to where their camp was and removed the armour from their bodies. It wasn't long after that they retreated to his tent and succumbed to a beautiful slumber.

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Avril was yanked from her thoughts when Oghren pulled back the flap of the entrance to her tent,"It's our turn to- Have you been crying, kid?"

The leader sucked in a breath and grabbed her weapons, crawling out of the tent,"If I lie, would you believe me?"

"Probably not.", he chuckled before sitting next to the fire with her. "This about you losin' your lover? I...I know how that feels if you wanna..."

The blonde was a bit taken aback by his words. Although only traveling shortly with the red headed dwarf, she knew he wasn't one for talking about feelings. Going against her better judgement, she nodded,"It couldn't hurt."