Kinktober Day 25
Double Penetration
Justice/Anders/Hawke
Warnings: None
Garret’s eyes blinked open and he sighed. Back in the Fade it seemed. He’d barely taken two steps before a figure appeared.
“Garret?” It tilted its head, voice vaguely familiar.
“And you are..?” Garret crossed his arms.
“Justice.”
“Ohhhh,” Garret smirked slightly, studying the vaguely humanoid figure. His face and body were gaunt, like he’d been starving and his eyes glowed a familiar blue shade.
“You have been distracting,” Justice frowned slightly, circling Hawke. “But it is not entirely Ander’s fault.”
“Good to know…?” Hawke raised an eyebrow.
“You are attractive.”
“Thanks,” Hawke grinned. Justice approached, holding his gaze intently.
“You told Anders this was a threesome. This means you wish for me to join?”
“I- um…” For once, Garret was at a loss for words. A moment of consideration and he shrugged. “I mean… sure? I figured you were already there, so…?”
“Indeed. But here I can be separate from Anders.” Justice said.
“Oh, interesting,” Garret tilted his head. Justice closed the distance, kissing him deeply. Garret’s lips felt like they’d been touched by lightning magic. In fact, every point of contact between him and the spirit felt… tingly. It was strangely pleasant. Garret was only slightly aware of the Fade shifting around him as Justice pressed closer, burying his hands in Garret’s thick hair.
A second, warmer presence appeared behind him.
“Should’ve known I’d find you here,” Anders’ breath was warm on his ear. “Making out with Justice already?”
Garret tried to pull back to defend himself, but Justice held tighter, slipping his tongue into Garret’s open mouth as Anders kissed his neck. Garret groaned softly, as their hands wandered his broad body.
Anders slipped his hand around Hawke’s waist, cupping his growing erection.
“Worked up again? I’m going to start thinking you have Grey Warden stamina,” Anders teased, drawing another muffled groan from Garret.
Justice slid off his robes and soon Garret was naked between the two. They continued to grope and tease him, Anders scattering kisses across his neck and back as Justice continued to make out with him.
Justice finally pulled back, giving Garret a chance to breathe. His mind was fuzzy from the kissing and The Champion of Kirkwall nearly whined when Justice glanced over Hawke’s shoulder at Anders.
Anders and Justice guided him to the bed, sitting on either side of him. Hawke shivered slightly as they pinned him in place with intense gazes. Justice pulled Hawke into his lap and Hawke gasped as the tingling feeling returned, teasing his sensitive cock. Anders approached from behind, pressing his warm chest to Hawke’s back again, a bottle of oil appearing in his hands. Hawke whimpered as Justice’s electric touch trailed down his stomach, ever so lightly touching Hawke’s aching cock as Anders slipped an oiled finger into his hole.
“Shhhh,” Anders cooed. “Just relax.”
“We will not hurt you,” Justice rumbled, turning Hawke’s head to kiss him again. Hawke obliged as Anders continued to prep him, the usual stretch only bringing pleasure as Justice continued teasing his cock.
After a few more minutes, Anders pulled his fingers out, pressing close.
“Are you ready?” he murmured. Hawke nodded, legs shaking. Hawke was glad he didn’t have to stand as Anders pressed inside, grinding against his prostate. Hawke groaned loudly again, resting his head on Justice’s shoulder as Anders let him adjust.
“You are doing well,” Justice murmured in Hawke’s ear. Hawke moaned, feeling his cock twitch, balancing on the edge of an orgasm. “Allow me to attempt something.”
Hawke paused as Anders and Justice readjusted his position, eyes going wide as Justice’s clothes melted away and his own cock pressed against Hawke’s tight hole.
“There-there’s no way,” Hawke whispered breathlessly. Justice hushed him gently.
“Just relax.” The spirit murmured. Hawke nearly sobbed in pleasure as Justice pushed inside, stretching him even farther. Anders muttered curses as Hawke clenched around them, clinging desperately to Justice. The tip of Justice’s cock brushed Hawke’s prostate and Hawke came with a sharp cry, spewing hot seed over his chest and abs.
“Glorious,” Justice grinned. Hawke fell back against Anders, who placed his hands on Hawke’s trembling hips and began to thrust. Justice moved in an opposing pattern, leaving Hawke constantly full of cock. They bullied his prostate relentlessly, sending Hawke over the edge again quickly.
Hawke was trembling, certain another orgasm would knock him out but too lost in the pleasure to do more than babble. Justice and Anders grunted, pounding harder into him, chasing their own highs. They came hard, pressing deep into Hawke who came for a third time with a pathetic moan. Hawke’s thoughts were hazy as man and spirit pulled out from him, guiding him carefully to the bed.
“Excellent work,” Justice murmured as Anders held him close.
“Are you okay?” Anders whispered, kissing Hawke’s temple. Hawke nodded, already drifting off in his arms.
