“Oh, love, no, I’m tired,” Elissa said gently, placing a hand over his.
“I didn’t mean, uh, mm…” Alistair closed his eyes as his hand began to move up and down his length and Elissa looked on, wide eyed with shock. She had never seen Alistair touch himself so blatantly and she found herself both aroused and dismayed by the sight. His eyes and closed and he looked both pleased and upset at the same time.
“Ah, Alistair?”
“Can’t…talk…ahhhh.”
Elissa sighed and reached for her clothing. She’d had enough. “I don’t know what you mean by your odd behavior tonight, but I think I’ll leave you to it.”
She dressed and slipped from the tent. He followed. Naked. His hand still pumping between his legs.
Sten looked over and those mysterious purple eyes did not widen a fraction. He simply observed and then turned back to his contemplation of the campfire.
Alistair began hopping on one leg. He followed her around the fire, hopping and stroking himself, calling out, “Elissa, wait, don’t go… ahhhh… wait!”
Elissa heard a high pitched squeal and squinted in the direction of Morrigan’s camp. The witch and the bard were rolling before their fire, slapping their hands upon the ground. The whole world had gone mad! She turned around and put a hand firmly on Alistair’s chest, and keeping her eyes on his face, don’t look down, don’t look down, she said, “Goodnight, Alistair!”
She slipped into her tent. She heard him hopping back to his tent, a thump and an “ahhhh” at a time.
~~~~~
The companions enjoyed an interesting breakfast the next morning. Alistair kept trying to sit next to Elissa but his advances were met with frosty glares and silence. He sat next to Sten and the Qunari edged away from him, not subtly. Zevran looked at Wynne and raised a brow, the mage shook her head. The only two who seemed to be enjoying the morning were Morrigan and Leliana. In fact, they could not look at one another without bursting into fits of giggles.
“I didn’t mean, uh, mm…” Alistair closed his eyes as his hand began to move up and down his length and Elissa looked on, wide eyed with shock. She had never seen Alistair touch himself so blatantly and she found herself both aroused and dismayed by the sight. His eyes and closed and he looked both pleased and upset at the same time.
“Ah, Alistair?”
“Can’t…talk…ahhhh.”
Elissa sighed and reached for her clothing. She’d had enough. “I don’t know what you mean by your odd behavior tonight, but I think I’ll leave you to it.”
She dressed and slipped from the tent. He followed. Naked. His hand still pumping between his legs.
Sten looked over and those mysterious purple eyes did not widen a fraction. He simply observed and then turned back to his contemplation of the campfire.
Alistair began hopping on one leg. He followed her around the fire, hopping and stroking himself, calling out, “Elissa, wait, don’t go… ahhhh… wait!”
Elissa heard a high pitched squeal and squinted in the direction of Morrigan’s camp. The witch and the bard were rolling before their fire, slapping their hands upon the ground. The whole world had gone mad! She turned around and put a hand firmly on Alistair’s chest, and keeping her eyes on his face, don’t look down, don’t look down, she said, “Goodnight, Alistair!”
She slipped into her tent. She heard him hopping back to his tent, a thump and an “ahhhh” at a time.
~~~~~
The companions enjoyed an interesting breakfast the next morning. Alistair kept trying to sit next to Elissa but his advances were met with frosty glares and silence. He sat next to Sten and the Qunari edged away from him, not subtly. Zevran looked at Wynne and raised a brow, the mage shook her head. The only two who seemed to be enjoying the morning were Morrigan and Leliana. In fact, they could not look at one another without bursting into fits of giggles.
Reply
captcha: actual flocking ... to the fire to see what's up with Alistair? Perhaps. ^_^
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Go Morrigan and Leliana! 8D
Reply
Reply
Morrigan and Leliana are a deadly combo arn't they?
Reply
Yes! The deadly duo! I tried to follow all posted suggestions, Leli seemed a natch to be Morrigan's co-conspirator. ;)
captcha: of teats???
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Well done, anon! Well done.
Reply
Leave a comment