MEMORABLE MOMENTS
18 + MDNI
Masterlist
parings: Solas, Emmrich, Davrin, Lucanis, Iron Bull, Cullen, Varric, Zevran, Fenris x female reader. (No specific protagonist in mind).
summary: memorable moments with the Dragon Age men during sex.
warnings: Smut, p in v, oral, porn with feelings, established relationships, unprotected, dominant and submissive reader, etc, Emmrich is older than the reader.
A/N: I’m a newish one year fan bear with me ♡
Word Count: 4.5k (for everything). I didn’t proofread
Solas: He can’t stop admiring you..
“You look so gorgeous like this.”
There was something that drew Solas to seeing you nude in the water. He wasn’t sure what it was but he couldn’t help himself from coaxing you to take a bath with him in the nearby lakes near camp every night.
Maybe it was the way the water droplets trickled so beautifully down your nude body, or how soft you’d feel when he’d touch your damp skin. It didn’t matter now though, he finally had you all to himself.
After finally getting some alone time with you, here you were, back pressed against a large warm rock while your lower body was submerged underneath the calm heated waters. Solas would be lying if he said he wasn’t staring. He couldn’t be more obvious.
“You’re flattering me, Solas.”
“It comes naturally to me, do you not think you are beautiful?” Solas swims rather slowly through the water towards the large rock, eyes fixated on you like you were measly prey. He’s already over you in seconds after reaching you, hands running up and down your arms, his touch a gentle kiss that cools down your warm skin almost instantly.
“Maker have mercy, solas-! Are you trying to freeze me to death?” You giggle, grabbing at his wrist as he continues to playfully tickle down your sides with chilled fingertips before grasping at your hips. “You should take some responsibility and warm me up then” Your brow furrows “responsibility? What for?”
“You’re tempting me.” He expresses a gentle smile “I don’t think I can last another second away from you.” He shakes his head, hesitating going further because the taste of you alone would lock him in place forever. Slowly, he leans into your embrace, lips soft, a gentle touch against your own with an almost vanilla flavor on his tongue. “You even taste divine..” his free hand slips down your hip and between your legs, rubbing drawn out circles on your clit with the pad of his thumb, while his other hand rubs your lower back, pulling you to his chest as you shiver into his embrace.
“Don’t pull away, I want you to feel good. It’s what you simply deserve.” His body weight was gentle but firm, caging you against the rock as his long fingers slipped inside you with ease.
“Beautiful…” he whispered against your now parted mouth. He didn’t even have the nerve to pull away from you even an inch. “You are divine..” your leg twitches against his thigh as you moan hoarsely into the quiet air. “I am truly blessed to view such a sight.” You were lucky (and hopeful) no one could hear you this deep in the forest with how loud you were. “Solas..don’t stop kissing me, please..” you bite your bottom lip, noting how his expression grows into a deeper need you couldn’t quite understand. His pupils were dilated, expression fixed on your reactions as he angled his fingers to the spot inside you that made your legs crumble.
“You’ll let everything out for me, won’t you?” It almost sounded like he was downright pleading. “I cannot bear to miss a single moment of your pleasure. Please, cum for me, my heart.”
Emmrich: He knows how to calm you down when you get too bratty.
You’ve always been one to test Emmrich’s forgiving nature. The man didn’t know how to keep up with you sometimes. You were playful, sure, but did you have to joke about his age? It was meant to be a lighthearted joke, a small poke at his aged maturity. You didn’t know it would leave you exhausted.
“You must get so tired when we have sex, don’t you, Emmrich?” You rubbed your hand against his hairline, smiling as his brow lifted in confusion. “I beg your pardon?”
“You know what I mean,” you sink closer to him in the bed, nuzzling innocently into his bare chest. “You’re an older man, sex must be so draining for you.”
“I must wear you out..”
The expression on Emmrich’s face was one you’ve never had the unlucky chance of seeing before. He was concentrated, an offputting silence that made your laughter die down rather quickly. You apologetically smile, rubbing his shoulder to ease his mood “I apologize, that was insensitive of me.”
“It won’t happen again.”
It sure as hell wouldn’t happen again. You would soon enough be truly sorry. In minutes you were on your side, leg lifted and held to Emmrich’s chest as his hips tightened their thrusts with each roll.
“I don’t know what you expect me to say when you’re like this.”
Your nails grip into the mattress, crumbling the sheets into your palm each time his length slid deeper inside you. The two of you had just got done having sex not even an hour ago, why did you have to rile him up again?
“I— I apologized, please, Emmrich—“
Your body was screaming from overstimulation, pussy fluttering perfectly around his cock. He’s already left his mark molding you, he always fits so snug inside.
“I want a thorough apology. I won’t accept it until you’ve tired out.”
“Let’s see whose stamina holds up for the task.”
You spurt around him, one of the many orgasms you’d get today. He doesn’t stop, he only restricts you further, pinning your legs above your head and locking you in with his full body weight. The sound of balls slapping against your ass couldn’t be any louder. It was wet, smooth and rough all at the same time. Cock dragging in and out of you with ease, rutting into that spot inside you that made you wish you had the ability o close your legs.
“Emmrich..I’m a-sorry.” You claw at his back, nails leaving marks that may last weeks, eyes hazy with tears. Emmrich didn’t seem to mind though, he only answers you with a kiss to your nose, humming with satisfaction as your body trembles in his hold.
And once you cum for the last time today you can’t help going limp in his arms, whining out as he continues to draw out your orgasm with controlled hips before giving a gentle kiss to your lips.
“I accept your apology, now rest, my love. Or should I keep going, hm?”
Davrin: You’re always falling for his sweet talk.
Davrin had a habit of making you forget yourself. The man’s voice was rich, smooth like honey and low enough to make your bones vibrate with each syllable that escaped his mouth.
Maybe that’s how you ended up here, perched up on his desk as he gently massaged your tense shoulders after an exhausting group fight. “You look tense here,” he rubs down your sides, warm hands slipping under your shirt before lifting it up and over your head.
“Davrin—“ he shushes you, kissing your puckered lips before urging you over to his lounge chair near the balcony where he laid you down. “If I’m going to ease your nerves, I need to get a “deeper” understanding of your body.”
His tongue licks from your lower stomach, between your breast right to your neck, smooching and lightly tugging skin with eager teeth. “To understand you more.. I should get a feeling of what I’m working with.” He’s smooth, too smooth, already pulling your pants and underwear away without wasting another minute.
Large palms are over your scarred hips before Davrin reaches over to a side table to grab a bottle of some kind of oil. “When did you get that?” You raise a brow, shivering once he pours a generous amount over your pelvis and thighs. “I found it at a local supplies shop. The seller was amazing at helping me find just the thing to loosen you up.”
Before you can even question him he’s rubbing in the oil, firm hand kneading into your tense thighs and two thick fingers spreading your folds open to the cool air.
“—!“ you puff out a tense breath you were holding in, “massages can never be truly innocent with you, can they?”
“I’m only trying to help, do you not like it?” Long digits work their way inside you, the extra lubricant making the process easier than you’d expect. “No..I think I like it too much. That’s the problem. How am I supposed to focus when you- fmmmm,” you bite your lip, rubbing his cheek as his fingers curl inside “distract me like this..”
“You’ll have a clear mind after this. You have my word.”
“I doubt that…”
It doesn’t take long for this “massage” to stop being a massage. Or maybe it still was, you didn’t have the brain power to think. Not when Davrin’s cock slid in and out inside you. He always felt so perfect as you wrapped around him.
Your mind was cloudy, body only focused on cumming on your lovers cock as he held your legs over his shoulders. “See, “ he laughs, easing himself deeper just to drag out his length until you’re left with his tip seconds after “your mind seems clear enough.”
He slams back against you, humming as you let out a yelp of surprise, gushing on his cock and squirting on his lower stomach.
“Davrin—yes!” You throw your head back, falling limp against the sofa.
“Honey?”
He calls your name twice, smiling after he sees you’re too fucked out to respond. He really did keep his promise on clearing those thoughts up in your pretty little head.
Lucanis: You love hearing him worship you while you used him.
“My- My love—! Please—”
Antivan men were known for spoiling and drowning their partners in praise and affection, but all the sweet talking and gifts you were getting from Lucanis was more than you could keep up with. He spoiled you to death, so why would you not return the favor?
“What’s wrong?” You innocently bat your lashes as you licked up the base of his cock before planting a soft kiss at his tip. You loved watching his cock twitch underneath you. He was truly a sensitive man. How could he not be when you were so overly gentle with him.
“I should be giving you attention” he rasps, and you can’t help but place a single finger on his lips to stop him “you already do so much for me, Lucanis. I should at least show you how much I appreciate you in return.”
You return to your treat, licking and sucking on his tip while watching his usually calm composure crumble before you. “You feel so good..” he gasps, holding a tight hand on your shoulder to keep you in place “don’t stop..”
You weren’t planning on stopping, but the sight of him begging made you feel more wet than you thought you’d be. You wanted to keep hearing how much he wanted you, so you slowed down, teasingly licking around his tip.
“Love, don’t do this..” his eyebrows furrow, a hint of frustration he’d never shown before slowly rising to the surface as you only gave him the grace of simple closed mouth kisses. “Do what?”
He sighs, not used to being selfish asking for something like this “please, your mouth.”
“Hm? What do you want me to do with my mouth?”
“Please suck my cock, please pretty girl.”
You couldn’t mess with him any longer, you comply, wrapping your lips around him once again, slurping him whole just how he liked it.
“You’re doing so good, hmm— don’t stop” this time you don’t, and he makes sure of it by gripping your shoulders so you can't pull away. He rolls his hips, cock massaging your tongue and throat while you try not to gag on the size.
“Pretty mouth making me want to cum..” he whines, throwing his head back against the chair.
And once he cums you can’t help but lower him back against his bed, riding him just how he wants.
“Looks so beautiful on me” he pants, holding your sides as he pumps into you. “Want to cum inside you, let me, please “
You didn’t deny him anything, you let him roll into you, length hitting just right against your inner walls before he finally cums inside you with a warm gush.
You rub his damp cheek, smiling softly “See how good you can feel when you let me take care of you, Lucanis?”
The Iron Bull: He loves enabling you.
You were a bit too cocky. Too loud and confident for your own good sometimes.
You said you could take him, and now that it’s finally time to ride him your legs were shaking. He prepped you to the best of his ability. Splitting you open with his large fingers that curled deliciously inside you til you came twice around them. If his fingers were that much of a challenge..would his cock be too much..?
“You look nervous, kadan. Backing out?” Gluping, you scoot closer to him on the bed, examining his length like you’re about to head into war.
“I’m nervous.” You lightly admit, watching the smile on your lover's face grow ten tons. “I thought you said you were ready.”
“I did”
He rubbed your cheek, coaxing your attention back onto him. “I’ll only continue if you are certain—”
“I am ready.” You tried your best to sound brave, you really did. But the hesitation in your voice was too obvious for your bull to ignore. He lets you straddle his waist, large hands keeping you stable on top of him as you hover over the intimidating length underneath you. “Go slow,” his voice was a gentle firm guide, “take the tip and ease down when you’re comfortable.”
You do exactly as he says, rubbing your pussy over his tip, trying to build the courage before letting his large length ease its way inside.
“Good girl.” A low purr rumbles through his chest.
“Shit..” you pant out.
“It’s actually not that bad right now.” You manage a small smile, placing your hands on his chest to keep balance. “It feels good…”
“Imagine how much better it’ll feel when you take the whole thing.” He lightly jokes, rubbing your hip.
“I want to take you. Fully. Or– I want to try at least.”
Taking him inch by inch is definitely difficult, but you finally manage to meet his pelvis after a few attempts. He’s large, cock so wide it made you feel extremely full— and when you pulled your hips back up just to slip him back deep inside, it felt like paradise. “There we go,” he smiled, grabbing your ass, “take control over me.”
Each thrust you felt yourself growing greedier, more confident that you’d be able to continue a bit longer on your own. Your hips rolled faster against him, leaving a wet plap each time you both came skin to skin.
“Feel so good,” you breathed out, grabbing at one of his long horns as you rode him out. “I might cum..”
“You can do whatever you want when you’re on top of me. I won’t refuse you, ever.”
Cullen: He gets really shy when you crawl under his desk.
“Commander, a word?” you almost hit your head against the table when someone enters Cullen’s study. You had crawled under his desk while he was doing paperwork not too long ago, bored out of your mind because there was simply nothing to do. You were curled by his feet, book in hand, in the middle of an extremely erotic chapter when someone barged through the doors into the room.
You wanted to laugh when you saw Cullen's knees hit the lower part of his desk, but you bit your lip. You knew he’d be embarrassed if anyone caught you two in such a provocative position.
He coughed, scooting his chair closer to his desk to hide you better “How may I help you?”
The conversation wasn’t very entertaining, but boy was it long. You were easily starting to get bored once again. You couldn’t even enjoy your book because there wasn’t any more silence.
“I think we should send a team near here and—“ you place down your book, resting your hands on Cullen’s thighs. It was cute watching how stiff he became from a light touch alone. “And…” he coughs “what are your thoughts on the matter?”
You couldn’t be any slower lowering the front band on his pants. It was tricky, but with a little force you were able to ease out his already erect length. He looked delicious. You knew this would aid any boredom left in your mind.
“…!”
You’re kind enough to warn him, kissing his tip before blowing. A sign you were about to taste him. He shifts in his seat, voice cracking as he continues to speak, but you couldn’t care less. Your lips are around him, sucking around his tip like a sweet lollipop despite the bitter taste.
“Uhm—the area is very dangerous so we need to get prepared and..”
You engulfed him, mouth pushing him past your limits as you let a good portion of him linger at the entrance of your throat. You couldn’t get enough of his taste alone.
“Ahem...” he puffs out a stiff breath, fingers clawing into the table. “Commander, are you quite alright?”
“You look flustered.” It was a shame you couldn’t laugh right now.
“I’m experiencing a minor headache, can I meet with you later— mhh..today?”
A heavy silence lingers before the person finally speaks. “Yes, commander.”
When the sounds of heavy boots leaving fade from your ears, you’re forcibly pulled away, saddened by the loss of your meal. Cullen grabs you from under the desk, cheeks and the tips of his ears red. “That was a dirty game.”
“I was only bored, you said I’d be entertained by the book but it was far too noisy to concentrate. Why do you have such a dirty one on your shelf anyways, commander?”
Cullen lifts you onto his desk, pulling your pants to your ankles. “Your curiosity will be the death of me soon enough.”
Varric: He doesn’t care that he's selfish with you.
Varric was called a lot of things, but one thing he couldn’t really deny was that he was selfish. As selfish as any man could be. How could he not be when he had you? The moment he first met you he knew there wasn’t a chance he’d let you go, so why were you so surprised now? Despite being a major tease, Varric was overly gentle with you. Behind closed doors his voice softly lowered whenever you were near. He adored you completely.
His tone is always tender in bed. He loves having you wrapped around him. Legs tucked over his large waist while you pant softly into his shoulder as you take his cock. It makes his heart flutter, and he can’t help but softly laugh. Not because he found it funny, but you were too cute like this.
“Is it really that much for you to handle, sunshine?” Large hands glide up your thighs before giving a small pat on your ass. Varric smiles, you were always beautiful, but seeing you this close never failed to take his breath away.
He was right. He was only inches inside you, tip barely snug past your opening. He was quite big after all. It was natural that you needed a second to adjust.
“You’re squeezing me so tight” he grunts, noting how you quickly reverse your parted lips into a small smile. You know how to play him at his own game after all. You knew it didn’t take much to make him weak.
“And here I am thinking I was the only one struggling” you muttered softly in his ear, rubbing your scarred hand over his damp cheek. His face was contorted, eyes fluttering open and close as you rolled your hips against his slowly, teasing his tip in and out of you. You knew he needed more, knew he wanted you deeper—but you wouldn’t allow it. You didn’t want to give him the satisfaction that he’d break you.
“I don’t need to lie,” Varric adds, squeezing your thighs as he pulls you flush to his chest. “You already know the effect you have on me. Now—“ he starts pumping his hips up, admiring as your lips shape into a soft “o” as his cock splits you open “let me see what I do to you.”
“Varric..” you hiss, clinging onto his body like a snake “you ass..”
You couldn’t hold onto him any tighter. Your arms were draped around his head as he nuzzled himself into your chest, kissing and biting softly into the sides of your breast as his cock bullied its way deeper inside you. You tasted so exquisite on his tongue.
“Go ahead” he whispered, a stray smile fighting to curl on his trembling lips “curse me, hit me, yell at me..”
“But you and I both know I always need more when it comes down to you.”
Zevran: You never needed coaxing when he asked for you.
“You are simply divine. You look so beautiful spread on my fingers.”
The forest was borderline empty, a simple five minute walk to collect buckets of water turned into ten minutes and counting. The group should have known better than to let you and Zevran go alone together anywhere. Now here you were, legs spread open over your lover's lap, back pressed to his chest as his fingers glide inside you while he lets you suck on his fingers with his free hand.
“You must be quiet, my love.” His breath hissed across your ear in short pants, “you don’t want anyone at camp to find us, yes?”
You were completely lost, a love drunk expression etched on your face as you nod helplessly, mumbling incoherent sentences against his digits.
“If I take them away, will you behave?”
“Y-ms”
Zevran chuckles, slipping his fingers from your lips just to place them on your clit. He loved making you fall apart like this. Fall apart for him. You bite your bottom lip, trying your best to muffle the sounds of your pleasure, but Zevran had other plans.
“You’re trying really hard.” He withdraws his fingers from your aching hole, rubbing a circle around your entrance with the tip of his cock before slipping himself inside. “I think you can handle a bigger challenge.”
You let out a low raspy sigh, throat dry from keeping your lips closed for too long. His cock was long, filling that empty space inside you with ease, curving just the right amount that it hit so good against your g-spot.
“You are holding on so well, my love” he grabs your chin, tilting your head to face him before his lips meet yours. His tongue found its way inside your mouth, eager to taste you. “Your body responds so well to me”
“It looks like you like me” he lowers his gaze to where you both connect, biting his lip as he sinks further inside, disappearing before pulling out again, just to do it over and over again. “What will we tell everyone when we get back? Hm?”
“We could have filled all five buckets by now with how much you’ve been drooling”
If you weren’t so lost on his cock you’d punch him then and there. You only groan, rolling your hips to get more attention. “How greedy,” he snarls, “you know I’m not going anywhere.”
“Zevran please…”
He smiles into your cheek, “like I said. I’m all yours, you are starting to get a bit loud again, let me handle that...”
You’re flipped to face Zevran, weak thighs maneuvering over his slim waist as he slips his cock inside you once again, only this time he was facing you so he could muffle your moans with his mouth.
“There’s my pretty girl, come here.”
Fenris: It’s cute how concentrated he is when trying to please you.
You weren’t a good actor when it came to ignoring Fenris, but you sure as hell tried your best to ignore his sweet doe eyes whenever you were upset with him. He always looked confused, too puzzled on what to say to make things right. He always lingered behind you, but not close enough because he always looked as if he was hesitant to speak his tongue. It was torturous acting like you didn’t care.
“Fenris, you want to make up to me, don’t you?” You caved. It wasn’t that hard to fall victim to your lover's sweet face. The two of you were in your shared bed, cuddled up in one another’s embrace as you tangled your fingers in his silky silver hair. You both made up hours ago, but you couldn’t help but want to tease him just a bit more. The situation wasn’t that serious to begin with after all.
“You’re always petty,” he clicks his tongue “haven’t we already gotten past this?”
“We have, but I still think I’m owed a "proper" apology, wouldn’t you agree, Fenris?” Teasing fingertips wrap over his chin onto his collarbone, tracing the firm outline up to his Adam’s apple. He looked cute like this, an annoyed expression as he tried to block out your suggestion.
You knew he wouldn’t last long denying you anything. He never did.
—
“Fenris—“ your hands were shaking in his hair as you came, tugging him unbelievably closer as he ate you out vigorously. He looked so concentrated, never breaking eye contact as his tongue lapped and slurped around your small bundle of nerves. He loved seeing how much he affected you. “Mhh-“ you gasp “I think I can fully forgive you if you give me something m-more.” He rises, licking his bottom lip so he doesn't waste a single drop of your essence. “I can make that happen.” He smiles, lowering himself back onto the plush sheets so you could hover above him.
You looked beyond greedy, eyes filled with want as you examined him from below. And when you lowered yourself onto that delicious length that he kept hidden away under his pants, you couldn’t help but laugh out in small gasps.
“Mhh—I think I can finally forgive you now, thank you—haa “
You’re overjoyed, bouncing on him as he holds onto your lower waist tightly, like he was scared you’d fall off from how rough you were being. “Fuck—“ he curses lowly, “be gentle—“
“Are you afraid I’ll break you, Fenris?”
“No,”
“I’m afraid It’s the other way around.”
A/N: I wish I could romance Varric : ( he’s such a sweetie
