Re: Andraste's Kiss 6/?
anonymous
July 8 2011, 06:07:27 UTC
*NNNNgghhhGGHHH*!!!!
OP here. i am so *insanely* glad that i posted this prompt. just - really, incredibly - best thing i did this month!
this is *scorchingly* hot!!!!! I love the *pauses*, the respite so they can - so it won't be horrible in the morning, i love that Alistair is even now admitting this to himself...that this is not just the drug. i nearly broke when Zevran brought him to orgasm and *sat back* and *waited* to see if Alistair was ok. If Alistair remembers nothing, he will remember that. He will also remember that Zevran wanted to make this good for him, after he could no longer resist. That he begged. That so far he said nothing he would not have *previously* already had thought about zevran before he got dosed with the drug. I love those moments of helplessness Zevran was experiencing, and questioning himself how he got there..i *adore* the inner thoughts he is having...how much *care* he is showing Alistair. i laughed so hard here:
"As in, 'I want to fuck you, Alistair', or perhaps, 'please fuck me, Alistair,'
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Re: Andraste's Kiss 6/?
anonymous
July 9 2011, 23:43:18 UTC
I...I don't even read Alistair/other fic since I ship him so hard with my F!Tabris Warden, but this was really something. Both his and Zevran's voices ring true which makes it even hotter. I really am looking forward to the rest.
Andraste's Kiss 7/?
anonymous
July 11 2011, 02:51:11 UTC
Again, Alistair proved himself a quick study, emulating what Zevran had done to him, responding to Zevran's moans and cries and twitches. Zevran meant to pull him away at the critical moment, sincerely meant to, but when sparks began to shoot up his spine and he tugged at Alistair's hair, the man made a small sound, a low, questioning hum and Zevran came into the hot wet of Alistair's mouth.
Alistair jerked a little, pulled back in surprise, and Zevran's seed spilled down his chin, glistening in the low light. Gods, the sight of it - ! Zevran sat up, still quaking from his orgasm, and licked Alistair's chin and mouth.
"Uh!" Alistair said. "Sorry, I didn't - Zev - mmmph!"
Zevran thrust his tongue into the other man's mouth, groaning a little. Mercy of the gods, he was getting hard again, already. The Kiss must be peaking. "Fuck me now," he muttered against Alistair's lips. "Fuck me now, my lovely, my passion. With the taste of me still on your lips."
"I don't - Zev, ah, Maker Zev, I don't understand, you're speaking
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Andraste's Kiss 8/?
anonymous
July 13 2011, 21:40:10 UTC
"Zev," moaned Alistair. His breath sobbed in Zevran's ear. "Oh, Maker, oh, Zevran."
"Yes," Zevran hissed. "Like that, oh, like that. You are magnificent, my darling." It occurred to him suddenly that he was taking Alistair's virginity. He jerked, lost control, and took the remainder of Alistair's length in a single quick movement.
Alistair's fingers bit into him bruisingly. They arched silently against one another. Neither of them came. The Kiss had them fully in its grasp now. Zevran remembered the red blur that had descended on him, the way that everyone's face has swum in his vision, mocking smiles, cruelty. But this was now, and this was Alistair, kind and lovely Alistair who did not even know how to be cruel. His features in the half-light were only open and trusting and shocked with pleasure.
They moved. Whispers and groans. Alistair's broken voice calling out blasphemies and endearments. His own smooth tones rough with abandon. Caro, he said, and amore, and mi tesoro. Down they went, and further down.
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Re: Andraste's Kiss 8/?
anonymous
July 13 2011, 23:55:21 UTC
You have no idea how happy it makes me to see this update. I love the endearments, like, it's not just a fuck for Zevran. Like the situation has opened up something for him emotionally as well. I'm now dying to see the morning after.
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OP here. i am so *insanely* glad that i posted this prompt. just - really, incredibly - best thing i did this month!
this is *scorchingly* hot!!!!! I love the *pauses*, the respite so they can - so it won't be horrible in the morning, i love that Alistair is even now admitting this to himself...that this is not just the drug. i nearly broke when Zevran brought him to orgasm and *sat back* and *waited* to see if Alistair was ok. If Alistair remembers nothing, he will remember that. He will also remember that Zevran wanted to make this good for him, after he could no longer resist. That he begged. That so far he said nothing he would not have *previously* already had thought about zevran before he got dosed with the drug. I love those moments of helplessness Zevran was experiencing, and questioning himself how he got there..i *adore* the inner thoughts he is having...how much *care* he is showing Alistair. i laughed so hard here:
"As in, 'I want to fuck you, Alistair', or perhaps, 'please fuck me, Alistair,' ( ... )
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Random anon concurs wholeheartedly. This is easily one of the hottest fills in the history of the meme.
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So *gooooood*
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Alistair jerked a little, pulled back in surprise, and Zevran's seed spilled down his chin, glistening in the low light. Gods, the sight of it - ! Zevran sat up, still quaking from his orgasm, and licked Alistair's chin and mouth.
"Uh!" Alistair said. "Sorry, I didn't - Zev - mmmph!"
Zevran thrust his tongue into the other man's mouth, groaning a little. Mercy of the gods, he was getting hard again, already. The Kiss must be peaking. "Fuck me now," he muttered against Alistair's lips. "Fuck me now, my lovely, my passion. With the taste of me still on your lips."
"I don't - Zev, ah, Maker Zev, I don't understand, you're speaking ( ... )
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Gah- I-
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Bunk time. And it's 4:30 in the afternoon. I hope you're happy Auth!Anon. :P
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"Yes," Zevran hissed. "Like that, oh, like that. You are magnificent, my darling." It occurred to him suddenly that he was taking Alistair's virginity. He jerked, lost control, and took the remainder of Alistair's length in a single quick movement.
Alistair's fingers bit into him bruisingly. They arched silently against one another. Neither of them came. The Kiss had them fully in its grasp now. Zevran remembered the red blur that had descended on him, the way that everyone's face has swum in his vision, mocking smiles, cruelty. But this was now, and this was Alistair, kind and lovely Alistair who did not even know how to be cruel. His features in the half-light were only open and trusting and shocked with pleasure.
They moved. Whispers and groans. Alistair's broken voice calling out blasphemies and endearments. His own smooth tones rough with abandon. Caro, he said, and amore, and mi tesoro. Down they went, and further down. ( ... )
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