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Solas The Dread Wolf Fen'Harel

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[goethbeforethefall]

"Shall I take you then, my heart?" He challenges, reaching at last to satisfy himself, hands easy on the fullness of her rump and leaning allow her own raving hands more freedom, "Shall I set a wolf's fangs at your throat and wring pleasure from you until you are weeping for mercy?"

It was an enticing thought; Beleth was so controlled, so full of prepossession and care. To see her incoherent, blind with pleasure and exhaustion, utterly spent, unable to do more than weakly protest... only to bend and pull yet more from her weary flesh. Yes, that was a thought, indeed.

"Or perhaps you will yet tame the Dread Wolf, and hold him to heel: all the hounds of Ferelden, put to shame."

[arlathvhen]

His hands and his words work in concert, a dual attack that leaves Beleth's ear tips red, both imagination and heart racing. Solas has always been good with his words, poetical when the mood strikes him, and tantalizing with other moods. Tempting and teasing.

But she has her own weapons.

"I want both. I want it all." She tells him, lips moving to his ear as her fingers toy idly with the band of his pants. "I want you, in every way that two people can be together. We have all the time in the world, my love, and I want to spend no small amount of it trying everything that is there to be tried." It's easy, in this position, to move her arms around to his back, nails gently gliding over the skin there, not quite enough to be called scratching, as she presses herself up against him.

"More than anything else in Thedas or Caldera, I want you."