Balcony Blowjob

You stride onto the balcony, the crisp morning air brushing against your bare skin. The sun is just beginning to rise, casting a warm glow over Skyhold. Harding trails behind you, her small hands already reaching for your cock as you lean against the stone railing. The view is breathtaking, but your focus is on the eager dwarf kneeling before you.

“Alright, Lace, let’s make this quick,” you say with a smirk, your voice low and commanding. “I’ve got a War Table to attend.”

Harding nods, her eyes sparkling with determination. Her soft hands wrap around your shaft, and you feel a jolt of pleasure as she begins to stroke you slowly, her touch both gentle and deliberate. Her lips part, and she presses a soft kiss to the tip of your cock, her tongue darting out to taste the pre-cum already beading there.

“Mmm, you taste even better out here,” she murmurs, her voice slightly muffled as she takes you into her mouth. The sensation is electric, her warm, wet mouth enveloping you as she begins to bob her head, her tongue swirling around your shaft.

You groan, leaning back against the railing as you let her work. Her hands grip your thighs for support, her small body dwarfed by your height. The contrast between her petite frame and the size of your cock only adds to the pleasure, and you can’t help but run your fingers through her ginger hair, guiding her movements.

“That’s it, Lace,” you encourage, your voice thick with desire. “Take it all.”

She responds immediately, sinking further down your length until her nose is pressed against your pelvis. Her throat tightens around you, and you can feel the muscles working as she swallows around your cock. The sensation is almost too much, and you have to bite back a groan as she pulls back, only to plunge down again.

The sound of her sucking and the occasional soft moan fills the air, mixing with the distant sounds of Skyhold waking up. You glance down at her, watching as her cheeks hollow with each suck, her lips stretched wide around your girth. Her eyes are closed, her expression one of pure concentration as she focuses on pleasuring you.

“You’re doing so well, Lace,” you murmur, your hand tightening in her hair. “But I think it’s time to pick up the pace.”

She whimpers in response, but doesn’t stop. Instead, she increases her speed, her head bobbing up and down your shaft with a newfound urgency. Her hands move to cradle your balls, her fingers gently massaging them as she sucks you off.

The pressure builds in your groin, your cock throbbing with each movement of her mouth. You can feel your orgasm approaching, the heat coiling in your stomach as you look down at her, her face flushed, her lips swollen from the relentless attention she’s been giving you.

“Lace, I’m close,” you warn, your voice strained. “Don’t stop.”

She doesn’t. If anything, she increases her efforts, her mouth working you over with an almost **** intensity. Her throat constricts around you, and you can feel the vibrations of her moans as she sucks you off.

You can’t hold back any longer. With a low groan, you come, your cock pulsing as you release into her mouth. Harding doesn’t falter, swallowing every drop as you continue to fill her throat. Her hands grip your thighs tightly, her body trembling slightly as she takes everything you have to give.

When you finally pull back, she looks up at you, her lips glistening with a mixture of your cum and her saliva. She gasps for air, her chest heaving as she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand.

“Maker’s breath, Lace,” you chuckle, still catching your breath. “You’re a natural at this.”

She smiles up at you, her cheeks flushed with pride. “Thank you, Your Worship. I aim to please.”

You help her to her feet, your hands lingering on her waist as you pull her close. She fits perfectly against you, her body warm and pliant as you press a kiss to the top of her head.

“Well, now that I’ve had my morning release, I suppose it’s time to face the day,” you say, glancing back towards the door that leads to your chambers. “But before we go, what’s next for you, Lace? What do you want to do now?”

Harding looks up at you, her eyes bright with a mix of excitement and mischief. “Well, Your Worship, I was thinking… if you’re not too busy, maybe we could explore something a little more… adventurous.”