Swap positions.

Sera was worshipping Maryden's pussy like there was no tomorrow. Maybe you should see what all the fuss was about.

Pushing her head off your cock, you tell Maryden to turn around, so you can fuck her pussy. The bard reacts as if your command was as innocuous as a request to change songs.

Rising to her feet, Mary turns, then repositions herself on the bed, her pussy within easy reach of you, her mouth leaning down to the floor to meet Sera's.

The two women kiss for a second. Sera reciprocates, before breaking away and grimacing, obviously at the taste of your pre-cum in the songstress' mouth.

Practically spinning on the spot, Sera instead gives Maryden something else to kiss, her blonde-furred elven pussy.

"Write a song about this, bardy!" Sera laughed, as she seized Maryden's hair and **** her head between her thighs.

Moaning into the young woman's pussy, Maryden did not seem to averse to the prospect. Of course, it was pretty much an open secret around Skyhold she was into the friend of Red Jenny. You didn't see her writing catchy songs about you or Varric or Blackwall, after all.

Not wanting to fall behind, you grab Maryden's hips and enter her pussy. Between the bard's delight at being so boldly ordered about, and Sera's spit, her cunt is warm, wet and welcoming.

You've got one hell of a view. Maryden draped over the edge of the bed, thrusting back against your cock, her mouth at Sera's nethers. You could watch the naked elf get eaten out all day.

It's all the inspiration you need to start fucking Maryden in earnest. You grab her waist, and go as deep as you can manage into the sliver-tongued minstrel.

Her instruments may be downstairs, her mouth may be full, but Maryden still manages to give the patrons of the Herald's Rest something appealing to listen to: The arrhythmic sounds of you and Sera moaning loudly in delight.

Sera is unable to last much longer than a few minutes. Eventually, the elf climaxes, frantically rubbing her pussy in Maryden's face. The sheer satisfaction of making her beloved come seems to push Maryden over the edge (though you like to think you at least helped). She moans into the elf, and you feel her pussy tighten around your cock.

As if Sera's created some kind of daisy chain of orgasms, you feel your own climax rapidly approaching. Pulling Maryden as close as physically possible, you go for broke, fucking her with reckless abandon.

You shoot an almost qunari-sized load of your spunk into Maryden. As always, release feels sweet.

Pulling out of the bard, you take a few brief moments to catch your breath. Sera joins you, sitting on the other side of the bed to you and the speechless bard.

"Next time, you can fuck on the floor, and I get the bed, yeah?" Sera said, stretching her back. No doubt a life of sleeping in stables, alleys or what have you had left her appreciative of comfortable rest.

"If that means there's gonna be a next time, by all means." You smile, giving Maryden's plump arse a smack. "Ale?"

"Thought you'd never ask." Sera says, rising to her feet. "I'm dying to get the taste of your spunk out me mouth."

Leaving Maryden to collect herself, you and Sera stroll out of the bedroom and down to the bar.

You're sure her experiences have left her with enough material for a whole new repertoire of songs.

Of course, that wasn't the only thing you had left her with...

Months from now, Sera would joke that her presence at Maryden's conception made her godmother to your child with the bard.

-

"We need to do this again." Sera opined, taking a hearty swig of her ale.

"We sure do. I'm gonna go get some rest, but maybe some other time, we should-" You begin. The elven rogue cuts you off.

"Don't gimme that "another time" shite! I mean we do someone else right now. And I've got the perfect mark." Sera insisted.