Chaos!....and sex.

Your cock plunged deep into Hawke! The Champion hadn't had the most graceful fall from Adamant Fortress. Landing in such a way that her perfect ass strained against her breeches. You'd made quick work of them, and stuck your throbbing manhood deep into the heroine's glistening folds. "Oh...Ah! Maker!" She couldn't help but cry as you ravaged her against a strange rock formation. The Fade had no real consistency, more studious minds than yours would have found it fascinating, but your interest was solely concerned with the gorgeous cunt of Kirkwall's savior. "Fucking....take it!" You grunt and groan, bellowing as you empty your balls into the mewling champion. Whew! You really needed that after all those demons and wardens and..."Oh fuck!" You realized with a startled yelp, you were in the fade!! And you weren't asleep, though this was the subject of many of your dreams. Ploughing a gorgeous...focus! The fade! You stuff your half hard prick back into your robe and try to focus. Wait, you had someone to do that for you. "Vivienne!" You barked, swiveling your head to search for your expert on the arcane.

"Yes, Darling?" Vivienne replied with practiced ease as she approaches your side. You grab her by the arm and stare directly into her eyes, trying desperately to not picture how her soft lips would feel wrapped around your cock, not that you were unfamiliar with the sensation. "How are we in the fade!?" You yelled, though she didn't recoil. "Frankly, I haven't a clue. The Wardens opened a tear in the veil, but a breach of this magnitude is the subject of myth." Great. She told you something you could conclude yourself if you could focus on anything but sex for more than a few moments at any given time. Speaking of, your manhood swelled to life as you fixed Vivienne with a knowing glance. She descended to her knees and removed your member from your robes, before sealing it firmly in her warm, wet mouth.

...

To tell the truth you didn't remember much past that point. Lots of demons, personal doubts. Spiders for whatever reason. You're sure someone explained it at some point. You fucked Hawke's throat when she argued with Strood over something you couldn't bother to recall. And then the choice fell to you. Who should live and who should die. As you sank your cock into Hawke while retelling the tale, you were sure you had made the right choice.