And then some!

"Maker! Shit!" You let out the words in ragged breaths, right next to Cole's ear. You have your roommate bent over the edge of the bath, you're buried inside him.

"I know that tone." Cole says, looking over his shoulder and giving you that arrogant smirk. The one that made you want to kiss him and shove your cock down his throat in equal measure. "I just ruined women for you, didn't I?"

You wanted to respond with an equally flippant remark. To tell him you wouldn't even remember his name the next time you were inside Vivienne.

Only you were a little too preoccupied to come up with a witty line.

The pair of you had been in the warm water only a few minutes before you had locked eyes, and wordlessly admitted you were far more interested in exploring each other's bodies than in cleaning up your own.

Something about his look had made you almost hypnotically compelled to grab Cole and kiss him with total abandon.

Not only was the more experienced mage a wonderful kisser, but when he was shut up, you found him even better company.

"Andraste's glorious arse!" You swore, gripping Cole's hips and tilting your head back as you felt your cock pulse inside him. "I think I'm going-"

Before you could even moan out your sentence, your body betrayed you in the best possible way. You unload, spurting what seed you hadn't left inside Vivienne and Janice's pussies into your new roommate's arse.

Eventually, you pull out of Cole, and sink back into water in a state of bliss. A moment later, and he's pressed against you once more, just as you had been at the beginning, only this time it's closer, more intimate, you both know exactly what you want.

"I think someone enjoyed himself." Cole giggles.

"I used to dream of fucking some of my male friends." You reveal. You had dreamed of cock as often as you had of beauties like the First Enchanter or your friend Catalina. "And it really was like a dream..."

"Isn't that what we're up here to do?" Cole asks. "Make our wildest fantasies a reality?"

You found yourself beaming at that. It was a damn sight better of a pitch than the Templars who brought you to Montsimmard had offered.

"Of course, we have one problem." Cole added, before hopping onto the edge of the bath.

His cock, half covered in soap suds, was long, thick and irresistibly hard.