Marry Sera

Huh.

To marry Sera...

To warp her mind with ancient magic and use her as a sex toy is one thing.

To completely change her romantic preferences and make her fall in love with a man is another thing entirely.

However, you have been slowly laying the groundwork for something like this over the last few years. Currently she is infallibly loyal, and although she'd never admit it; she does now have a deep affection for you, to the point where any complaining she does about anything sexual you command her to do is little more than playful banter.

The more you think about it, you're sure that with just a little nudging in the right places, that affection could be turned into romantic love. She would immediately fall head over heels for you.

This would, however, not change her sexuality. For all intents and purposes, she'd still be a lesbian. To change something that ingrained in a person's identity and personality would warp their minds beyond belief, they would absolutely not be the person they once were, and that's not what you want to do to Sera.

The little elf's grown on you these last few years.

And the thought of that adorable little gay elf binding her heart and soul to you, placing you so deep into her heart, a spot that has always been reserved for a woman...

The more you think about it, the more you love this idea. It feels like the final, ultimate violation of her.

You make your decision, and set off for the tavern.

You pass by several of your companions, but you do not acknowledge them, as you are completely focused on this.

You step into the tavern, and immediately spy her sitting at the bar, drinking a beer. Good, that will make this a little easier. Your pants tighten in anticipation as you walk towards Sera.

She notices you, and drops her mug back onto the table.

"Ey Inky! We heading out so soon? Or are ya just here for some head?" Sera said, grinning at you.

You waste no time getting to the point. "Sera, i'm going to need you to trust me. Do you trust me?"

Sera's grin falls a little, not expecting your serious tone, and thankfully not noticing the bulge in your pants.

"Uhm... yea? I'm not gonna like this, am i?" She replied, a little nervously.

"Just trust me, okay?"

You lift your hands up, and place them on her head, your thumbs resting on her forehead. Sera looked at you anxiously, expecting some freaky magic, but to her credit, she doesn't pull away.

You take a deep breath, and reach into her mind with the power of the throne.

You feel around, recognizing all the work you had done over the last few years. Shifting into her affections, you change the feelings ever so slightly, so she doesn't panic.

Her forehead gets warmer, and you distantly feel sweat on your fingers.

You shift over slightly, feeling into the romantic feelings that she has for women, and then moving back and changing it, shifting one or two tiny sections so that it copies the romance.

You feel your power draining quickly, it's hard being this precise in someone's mind.

You're just going to have to live with this, you think, as you pull yourself out of her mind.

You open your eyes and take your hands off her forehead, inspecting her face for changes.

Sera's eyes are wide, her lips slightly parted, her cheeks tinted with a red blush, and a bead of sweat trickling down her temple. She's also breathing a bit harder than the resting rate, and her eyes are unfocused.

Well, it looks like it worked? Only one way to know for sure, though.

"Sera" you say, and her eyes focus on you.

"Sera, you are one of my closest friends, one of the toughest rogues I've ever known, and one of the best women I've ever fucked." You say, and you see her face getting redder as she blushes harder.

"Will you give yourself to me, body and heart, mind and soul, will you marry me, Sera?"

Her mouth falls open slightly, and you see tears starting to well up in her eyes.

In the blink of an eye, she's hugging you, peppering your face with light kisses before landing a long, passionate one on your lips. You place your hands on her lower back, and feel her hips grind into yours.

She finally pulls back, a small string of spit being pulled away with her.

"I... Inky, you bleedin loony! Fuck yeah I will!!" She says, panting and blushing.

She puts her hands on the sides of your head and pulls you back in for another passionate kiss, this time intertwining her tongue with yours. You faintly register people in the tavern clapping and cheering.

You move your hands lower and squeeze her ass as you kiss back, your excitement barely contained.

After the make out, you and Sera leave the tavern and start discussing the wedding, when you run into Cassandra.

Apparently the news spread like wildfire, and Cassie is insisting on having the wedding at the palace, and as soon as possible.

Within two hours, Sera already had a gorgeous dress ready for her, one that showed off her navel and had some healthy cleavage while also being not too slutty.

Within five hours, Leliana was ready to start the ceremony (without that stupid hat, of course).

As Divine, she read all the vows and various shit, which you heavily edited so that Sera was giving away her life, body, soul and mind to you. She was giving up all previous vows and allegiances, all worldly possessions, and all past and future relationships, be they romantic or platonic, unless they heavily involved you. All under threat of eternal damnation after ****, and possible lifelong imprisonment and free public use.

You see her legs fidgeting slightly during the reading of the vows, and you get a little nervous that maybe she's not wanting to do this and resisting, before remembering about Sera's hyperactivity problems. The Throne helps combat that stuff, but it doesn't make it go away.

You squeeze her hand, and she settles down a bit. Trailing your eyes up her dress, you really have to appreciate the way that these dressmakers bring out all the curves, and push up the breasts a little to bring attention to them.

Your eyes now back up to Sera's face, you're still not over how all the makeup Josephine put on her makes her look. She's actually gorgeous with some lipstick, blush, and foundation. Josephine actually got her to wash and style her hair a little.

You say the "I Do's" and shit, and then Sera places her hands on the back of your neck, and pulls you in for a deep, passionate kiss. You hear a roaring in your ears, and decide it is just the audience applauding.

She pulls away, and you hear her whisper "Maker Inky, I love you"

You stare into her eyes, and realize that she actually does. Nobody looks at someone like that, with that kind of devotion and starry-eyes without being head over heels.

You actually bent a stone-cold lesbian's mind into falling in love with you, you sick bastard.

The rest of the night is a blur, and next thing you know, you and Sera are in bed, your fancy clothes discarded, and your slamming into the elven dyke's pussy with all your might.

Every thrust is rewarded with either a cute squeak, a sultry moan, or another "I love you". Sera's fingers are interlocked with yours, and you squeeze her hands as you pound away.

"Ff..fuck me Inky!!" Sera moans out, and you pick up the pace a little. "Ffucking Maker Andraste tits fuck me!!"

You feel yourself getting close, and right before you cum inside of her, she surprises you by pulling you in for another deep tongue kiss.

You explore the inside of her mouth as your cock fills her tight lesbian cunt with your sperm, and you feel her insides tightening up as she feels your warm semen pouring into her.

She moans into your mouth, and you both cum your brains out. You both collapse onto the bed, exhausted and with your nethers still interlocked, sleep takes you.