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After what was easily the most tumultuous turn of events in Thedosian history came to pass in Ferelden and Orlais, you quickly return home with the Inquisition contingent in tow, eager to put this nasty business behind you and advance your plans one step further.

Those assassins had brass balls trying to **** your wife, and though they failed, you were still slightly annoyed they had to ruin your treasured time and fun with Celene. The pregnant monarch was always eager to slake her lusts on your cock, after all.

A small cadre of Leliana's spies stayed behind in Val Royeaux, tasked with guarding the Empress’s lives and future heirs.

It took several days on the road to return to Skyhold and several more to recover from travel fatigue, during which you spent good time resting and fucking your women.

“Aedan, it isn’t good to brood like that all the time.”

Leliana, the poor girl trembling after you fucker her hard in the ass, lay her head on your arm for comfort.

“I know, but I still hate the fact they came after my women,” You said.

“You’ve said that countless times on our way back, it’s getting pretty old by now,” Said Leliana.

You simply sigh.

“I guess I just can’t take my mind off this,” You said, “I really just want some peace after all the shit we’ve been through.”

“The time will come, Aedan,” Said Leliana, “It is always darkest before dawn.”

You plant a kiss on Leliana’s forehead.

“Thanks, Leli,” You said.

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With your valuable break time sadly over, you turn your attention to more pressing affairs.

All around servants and staff ran errands to keep things running smoothly, from carrying documents to relaying messages; Cullen, Bull and Cassandra were busy training the soldiers with a drillmaster’s discipline; Leliana was busy with her spies, digging dirt and collecting intel; Josephine handled local and foreign representatives from all over Thedas, solidifying alliances and signing various agreements whether beneficial for both or only the Inquisition with Varric maintained contact with his merchant guild and Dwarven contacts to that end; Dorian and Solas handled magic research, assisted with Fiona and her wayward mages as they tried to crack the mystery of Red Lyrium.

As for the not-so-active members such as Sera, Cole and Blackwall, excluding Morrigan and Kieran… Well, you let them have their privacy.

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"Solas, just the Elf I have been looking for," You greeted as you entered his quarters.

"Evening Inquisitor… how may I help you?" The elf replies.

“Say …I have a couple of requests to make, if you don't mind?" You started.

"Let me guess… is this regarding both Queen Anora and Empress Celene late in their pregnancies? I’m guessing you don't want to be late for when the babies are born?" The Elf guessed.

"You read my mind," You chuckled, "I have to wonder though, can you recreate a couple of those eluvians so that I can alternate between the Winter Palace, the Royal Palace and back here?"

"To recreate it would take time and a lot of resources, but it’s not impossible. Unlike the one we found… maybe I can tweak it a bit so it won't go off-course. But I do need Morrigan and Dorian’s help to accelerate the process," He said.

"You’ll have everything you need, don’t worry. Take Fiona and her mages too, I’m sure more helping hands are needed, and they might learn new things along the way, become more useful to us," You said.

"That would be great, Inquisitor," Solas said, “Thank you.”

You spent the rest of the day walking around Skyhold, handling tons of trivial cases and tackling more work as Lord Inquisitor until the sun began to set, casting the sky in rays of amber. Perhaps you would like to stare at it all day, but you hardly found it a good use of time, not when there were tons more deliciously saucy wenches to fuck.

And then you see the former Duchess Floriane, dancing and wiggling her ass to patrons as she served happy customers who copped a feel. You had to admit, it was a little jarring at first, seeing her in that slutty tavern wench clothing and out of her fancy gossamer dress and mask.

Yet seeing her unblemished face - pretty cute and beautiful - on full display was far better. Why conceal it behind a mask? Stupid Orlesians and their stupidly complicated game…

Slowly, you come up behind her and grope her ass greedily and lustfully, causing Floriane to moan softly.

“Inquisitor…!” She muttered.

“Shh… let’s take this somewhere else,” You said, placing a finger on her lips.

Wordlessly, you absconded towards the higher floors, towards a vacant room at the very end of the corridor, where you quickly locked the door and drove your lips onto Floriane’s in a round of ravenous kissing.

“Did you miss me?” You asked.

“Yes, Inquisitor, I missed you,” Said Floriane breathily, “I miss you and your huge cock.”

When Floriane was sentenced, she was made to be a public sex toy, to serve at the public’s pleasure. Hearing of your deviant activities, she was quick to rage against this disgraceful injustice against her, but was powerless to do anything.

And soon enough, after many rounds of fucking and the Throne’s magic did its work, she was now a willing slut wholly devoted to you and the Inquisition. And you were glad for it; she was a beautiful slut, a shame to kill her.

You put her against the wall, hiking her skirt so her bare ass was facing you.

“Please put it inside me, Aedan,” Said Floriane.

“I’m getting to that,” You said smilingly, “So, pussy or ass?”

“In the ass please,” Said Floriane.

With a smile you oblige, and thrust deep inside.

“Oh fuck!”

With grunts you thrust into her asshole, giving the ex-Duchess her fill of anal sex as your hips impacted on her fleshy ass. It used to be more toned from her constant exercise as a rogue, but her time as a tame dame made it lose its tautness, giving it a pleasant softness instead.

With a meaty hand you slapped her asscheeks, adorning her pale skin with red handprints.

“M-Master, please kiss me,” Said Floriane.

You wordlessly oblige, and plant your lips for a messy kiss as your cock stretches out her insides.

“You been a good girl?” You asked.

“Yes Master, I’ve been good,” Said Floriane.

“Good, because here’s your reward!”

You came inside, inseminating her womb and making her scream in ecstasy.

“Yes! Thank you Master!” She cried.

With that orgasm, you lay Floriane to rest on the nearby bed, after washing yourselves clean. And before you leave, you plant a kiss on her cheek.

“Be a good girl, and I’ll give you all the fucking you want,” You whispered. "Oh and you'll be an aunty soon".

Floriane smiled and whispered back, “All the time in the world, Master.”