That night Teagan lay in bed, aroused and unable to stop himself from from thinking about Elissa. He had wanted her from the moment he laid eyes on her. She was so beautiful and commanding when walking in the chantry. Those smoldering green eyes, firm breasts and the way she had her hair down. The rumors about her beauty were not hearsay. He would be the envy of the bannorn to have a wife like her.
The fact that she was a virgin only made him want her more and the thought of being the first to experience her tight, hot, wet heat was too much for him to bear. Frustrated, he removed his nightshirt and freed his cock from his small clothes and started to stroke himself, fingers gliding up and down. His cock twitched as pre-come slowly emerged from the slit. Teagan would would make her a woma, teach her how to make love, and vowed to make her scream his name with pleasure.
"Elissa." He groaned as he neared his climax.
Her group left the same day and the word from some traveling merchants was that the weather was getting bad. Teagan knew it was wrong for him to wish this but he hoped it would buy him a few more days to make her his.
As much as Teagan wanted to bury himself into Elissa’s hot slit and fuck her until the only thing Junior Teagan spit out was dust, he realized that a virgin such as Elissa would need to be charmed and romanced in order to make her his. So he made plans.
The night before Elissa and crew were due to head back out on the road, he headed to her room. A faint light spilled from underneath the door, indicating she was possibly still awake. Teagan knocked on the door, crossing his arms as he waited. Maker’s breath, what if Alistair was already in there with her?
The door was flung open abruptly. Elissa had wrapped a robe around herself, but he could still make out the faint silhouette of her curves. Her silky, blonde hair had been wrapped into a braid and her large green eyes stared at him in surprise.
“Teagan? Is everything all right?”
He cleared his throat. “Everything is fine. It’s just that I’d hoped to have a talk with you before you left on the morrow.”
Elissa inclined her head. “Please, come in.”
Teagan glanced around the room as he stepped inside. A book lay open on her bed and the fireplace crackled merrily, bathing the room in ambient glow.
“Are you sure there isn’t anything wrong?” she asked again as she shut the door behind her.
Teagan coughed nervously, trying to remember the speech he’d practiced inside his head all day. “My Lady Cousland, I wanted to formally thank you for everything you’ve done for Redcliffe and the Guerrin family. You stand as a beacon of truth and light, giving us the brightest ray of hope when we, the city of Redcliffe, the Guerrin family and indeed, all of Ferelden, when we were in our deepest, darkest despair….”
“Teagan,” Elissa interrupted him with a tired smile. “It’s fine. I appreciate what you are trying to say. It’s just that I’ve got a full day tomorrow so I should probably…”
Maker’s arse, she was trying to get rid of him! He had to act quickly. “He’s wrong, you know,” Teagan blurted out.
“Who?” Elissa frowned. “Whose wrong?”
“Alistair,” he replied quickly. “If you truly care about someone, you shouldn’t have to wait to…you know...” He gestured vaguely.
“Teagan,” Elissa said with a tiny smile. “Are you blushing?”
Teagan cursed under his breath. Well, it was hanging out there, like a limp rag, he might as well say it out loud. “Make love,” he said baldly.
Elissa’s eyes widened in surprise. “Oh.”
Well, she hadn’t kicked him out of the room yet. That had to be a good sign, right? Encouraged, he stepped forward and took her hand then kissed it. “I’ve come to care for you, Elissa. A great deal. You’ve bewitched me with your strength, your grace and your bravery. I’d like the chance to…”
A gleam appeared in Elissa’s eyes as she moved towards him, until she was but a hairsbreadth away from him. “Okay.”
He’d been prepared to rattle off a long list of the benefits and advantages as to why being with him would be a good thing but he his jaw dropped in shock at her simple acquiescence. “Pardon?”
She twined her arms around him. “Shut up and kiss me, Teagan,” she whispered.
"Remember Teagan, It was planned that I was staying behind to rest while the group went to Denerim to look for Genitivi." Elissa could feel him pull her closer against him
"I can't believe..."
"The moment I saw you in the chantry, I thought you devastatingly handsome."
Teagan's face was a mere few inches from Madeline's. As his hazel eyes held hers, and they just looked at each other for what seemed like an eternity.
"And I have wanted you from the first moment I saw you." He touched her cheek and crushed his lips onto hers.
The fact that she was a virgin only made him want her more and the thought of being the first to experience her tight, hot, wet heat was too much for him to bear. Frustrated, he removed his nightshirt and freed his cock from his small clothes and started to stroke himself, fingers gliding up and down. His cock twitched as pre-come slowly emerged from the slit. Teagan would would make her a woma, teach her how to make love, and vowed to make her scream his name with pleasure.
"Elissa." He groaned as he neared his climax.
Her group left the same day and the word from some traveling merchants was that the weather was getting bad. Teagan knew it was wrong for him to wish this but he hoped it would buy him a few more days to make her his.
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The night before Elissa and crew were due to head back out on the road, he headed to her room. A faint light spilled from underneath the door, indicating she was possibly still awake. Teagan knocked on the door, crossing his arms as he waited. Maker’s breath, what if Alistair was already in there with her?
The door was flung open abruptly. Elissa had wrapped a robe around herself, but he could still make out the faint silhouette of her curves. Her silky, blonde hair had been wrapped into a braid and her large green eyes stared at him in surprise.
“Teagan? Is everything all right?”
He cleared his throat. “Everything is fine. It’s just that I’d hoped to have a talk with you before you left on the morrow.”
Elissa inclined her head. “Please, come in.”
Teagan glanced around the room as he stepped inside. A book lay open on her bed and the fireplace crackled merrily, bathing the room in ambient glow.
“Are you sure there isn’t anything wrong?” she asked again as she shut the door behind her.
Teagan coughed nervously, trying to remember the speech he’d practiced inside his head all day. “My Lady Cousland, I wanted to formally thank you for everything you’ve done for Redcliffe and the Guerrin family. You stand as a beacon of truth and light, giving us the brightest ray of hope when we, the city of Redcliffe, the Guerrin family and indeed, all of Ferelden, when we were in our deepest, darkest despair….”
“Teagan,” Elissa interrupted him with a tired smile. “It’s fine. I appreciate what you are trying to say. It’s just that I’ve got a full day tomorrow so I should probably…”
Maker’s arse, she was trying to get rid of him! He had to act quickly. “He’s wrong, you know,” Teagan blurted out.
“Who?” Elissa frowned. “Whose wrong?”
“Alistair,” he replied quickly. “If you truly care about someone, you shouldn’t have to wait to…you know...” He gestured vaguely.
“Teagan,” Elissa said with a tiny smile. “Are you blushing?”
Teagan cursed under his breath. Well, it was hanging out there, like a limp rag, he might as well say it out loud. “Make love,” he said baldly.
Elissa’s eyes widened in surprise. “Oh.”
Well, she hadn’t kicked him out of the room yet. That had to be a good sign, right? Encouraged, he stepped forward and took her hand then kissed it. “I’ve come to care for you, Elissa. A great deal. You’ve bewitched me with your strength, your grace and your bravery. I’d like the chance to…”
A gleam appeared in Elissa’s eyes as she moved towards him, until she was but a hairsbreadth away from him. “Okay.”
He’d been prepared to rattle off a long list of the benefits and advantages as to why being with him would be a good thing but he his jaw dropped in shock at her simple acquiescence. “Pardon?”
She twined her arms around him. “Shut up and kiss me, Teagan,” she whispered.
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"I can't believe..."
"The moment I saw you in the chantry, I thought you devastatingly handsome."
Teagan's face was a mere few inches from Madeline's. As his hazel eyes held hers, and they just looked at each other for what seemed like an eternity.
"And I have wanted you from the first moment I saw you."
He touched her cheek and crushed his lips onto hers.
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