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The serpent and the Hawks

Started by Npc, May 10, 2022, 07:34 pm

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Npc

I laugh grabbing the sword and tossing it aside before pulling down his pants "don't need these"

Carver Amell

Carver kicks, screaming obscenities, but only manages to aid the king in getting his trousers off. He doesn't have anything under them; he's bare and exposed before this man. 

Npc

"Oh my." I grin wickedly. I'm so glad mortals still have this custom so I don't have to teach it to them I lick my lips and bow my head taking him into my mouth while this one hand I slick with lobe before gently entering his tight behind. Skilled fingers working his hole moving ever deeper preparing him for me

Carver Amell

Carver screams again as the stranger's fingers enter him, his mouth closing on his cock. The one feels so good, but the other... using me, like I'm his bitch, like I'm some faggot he can just-- not fair, not right, let me go, let me go! 

Npc

I smile pulling off him and trading my fingers for my cock. It's hard and throbbing as I fuck him. One hand stroking him into me with my thrusts. The other teasing his nipples. I growl slightly as I tense. I can feel it coming. I can feel him getting close too... I kiss him fondly before cumming hard inside him smiling as he is quick to follow. I collaps panting on his chest "there flower wasn't that fun?" I purr stroking his hair

Carver Amell

Carver sobs, barely able to catch his breath, pressing his face into the coverlet. It hurts. It hurts so bad, he whimpers, but something about the pain just spurs his dick onwards. He barely registers cumming, shaking and sobbing on the covers. 

Npc

I stroke his chest gently "I'll have someone bring you somthing for the pain  know the first time in a while can be painful."

Carver Amell

"I'll kill you," he mutters, a sob punctuating the phrase. "I won't forget this."

Npc

I chuckle "I hope you will rember me any time you're tired of a dine you come find me pet." I smirk before rising and leaving the chamber

Carver Amell

Carver sobs on the bed for a while longer, his eyes falling on his sword. Once or twice he considers using it on himself, if only just to cheat those fucking fairies out of their prize. But he can't bring himself to. Not yet. 



Marian Hawke

"Get out! Get out and don't come back until you have my baby back!"

Marian yawns again, stifling it as best she can so Varric doesn't get suspicious. She's been sleeping in Coalie HQ for the past few days, trying to get her life sorted out. She's narrowed down what she saw to a few options: either a deity had answered his prayers and whisked him away to some more direct service in response, or he'd been kidnapped by fae. 

Somehow, she guesses it's not the outsider. It seemed too... malevolent. And while it's possible her little brother had become a Sirena-worshipper, she just didn't think it was the case. 

So. Fae. How to get the fae to give her brother back. She'd gone by the library this morning, and her backpack was full of books. Now she just needed research time. Well, there was an easy way to get that. "Hey, so, remember how you keep saying I need a vacation?"



She gets back to HQ early, just in time to run into Justin. And she literally runs into him, having been reading while she walks. He snatches up the book, holding it over her head -- the fucker was over six feet tall, she hated feeling short -- and refusing to give it back. "Not unless you make it... worth my while."

She considers her options. She's homeless. She's alone. She's lost her only true family. And the only way to get him back was being held hostage over her head, literally. 

"...Not in the cunt," she whispers, cheeks burning with shame. "I can't afford to get pregnant."

And so, for the second time in her life, Hawke finds herself bent over some dirty space, fighting back tears as she's thrust roughly into from behind. It's for Carver, she tells herself again and again. I have to save Carver. Who knows what torture he might be suffering?


Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Addina

I smile at carver when he finally makes his way to my small palace. "Hello Carver. Everyone this is Carver carver this is everyone." I beamyhen notice he's tier stained. "Everyone out!" I snap grabbing carver to keep him here "what's happened! Is it mordred? I'll kill him if he's hurt you!" I babble checking him over for sings of injury

Carver Amell

Carver wipes at his eyes, shaking his head. "It's fine. I'm fine. It's nothing."

Addina

 "This has been a long day for you... come with me I know what will make you feel better." I take his and an bring him to my bedroom. It's... full of  flowers and soft pillows and stuffed toys. The walls are covered in works of art. "Come lay down." I say gently bringing him to my bed. I start to stroke his hair "tell me who you want to see." I say waving my hand to summon my magic mirrors

Carver Amell

"Can.. can it show me anything?"

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