The Library

You aren't quite as tired as you want to be so you figure a good power down with a book will do you some good. You walk to the Library to find it mostly empty save for the Elven man that's been trying to find the lost books of Skyhold. He gives a nod when you meet eyes and you return it as you peruse the vast selection the Inquisition has gathered.

You decide upon a book about the history of the Chantry because nothing could be as boring as that. You speed read through it and at about the fiftieth page you hear a noise. You think you're drifting off but it's a noise all to familiar with you. Moaning.

You stand and let your ears (and cock) do the navigating and you determine the noise is coming from the level above you in the rookery. You ascend the stairs as quietly as possible as to not disturb whatever is happening and you're greeted with a wonderful sight.

Leliana is on her knees in front of a Chantry statue. One would assume she's praying, but you can see that she's wearing not bottoms or underwear and that she has two fingers working in and out of her pussy. The most devout Andrastian in all of Skyhold is masturbating in a place of prayer, most likely thanks to the influence of the Throne a few stories beneath you both.

You advance as she gets into a groove and her moans get louder. Her shapely ass is in plain view and her moans sound as sweet as honey thanks her her orlesian accent. It's the least surprising feeling to find yourself fully erect. "Oh Maker yes." you hear Leliana whimper as she fingers herself. "Oh Maker, give me the cock of Andraste's chosen...not just to suck...but to ravage my every hole."

Maybe there was some divine **** looking out for you. This was the easier than using the throne to make women everywhere suck your cock and **** themselves, in your eyes, with it. Your spymaster was literally praying for your cock.

As the Herald of Andraste, you felt it was your privilege, no, your duty to show followers of the chant that you were there to answer your prayers. You crouch behind Leliana with your pick of her holes and decide to give her pussy the first go, pushing your cock in over top of her fingers.

"Maker!" Leliana gasps, not even bothering to turn and look. You can tell that she knows it's you because of how often you had her red hair topped head ramming against your pelvis. Leliana brings her legs together and withdraws her fingers as you fill her cunt to capacity. "Fuck me with your chosen cock my lord." She practically begs. This is a new, welcomed, side of Leliana that you haven't seen. Of course she obeyed your every command, even organizing her people while you slapped her with your cock the one time you tried it to see if you could get away with it. Now it seemed that she was in heat and getting rewarded for it.

Her moans were no longer quiet. No, now everyone in the tower could hear her if it was populated. Leliana arched her back to fully enjoy taking it from behind. Her round ass jiggles as your belly hits it on your inward thrusts. You feel as though this is the end game. beautiful women whimpering and begging for you to fuck them, though Leliana seems special as she's never been one inclined to openly show desire for you even with the throne influencing her. Her pussy is as wet as the fallow mire as your cock plunges in and out of it. She cries out when you spank her bottom, leaving a hand print after a few consecutive slaps.

As much as you love drilling Leliana from behind, you want more. You withdraw from her soaked pussy and she looks back at you in shock and disappointment, probably thinking that her mouth is going to be receiving a similar thrashing next. You gesture her to come to you and she obeys. You part her legs with your hands and scoop her up into your arms then promptly impale her cunt on your cock once more. You can feel her breath as she cried out "Maker!" and drapes her arms around your neck, pressing her breasts against your chest and looking into your eyes with her being half closed.

If anyone was to be lost in the lust emanating from the throne, you'd have thought it to be Morrigan, but your fellow mage seemed to be able to keep enough of herself from ending up like this. This give you an idea.

You don't thrust or move Leliana just yet, but you turn and begin to descend the stairs as she sits gleefully on your cock. For an out of shape mage you do well carrying the light spy down ward and into the deserted hall. You manage to get up the stairs without being too out of breathe and enter your quarters with Leliana rolling her hips around slightly.

Morrigan sits nude on the couch and looks at you, surprised to see that Leliana has taken up her post. "What is this, your worship?" she asks.

"The eventual fate of the women of Thedas." you say cockily as you bring Leliana toward the bed and lay her on her back. You pull out again and she whimpers like a disciplined child.

"Give it to me, Herald. I want your holy cock inside me." Leliana pleaded, making Morrigan's brow raise slightly.

"I don't know. I think you take it for granted." you say in a coy fashion.

"I would never! It is the most holy cock in all of Thedas. I must have the blessing inside me. I need it to feel the love of the maker." Leliana begs, spreading her legs to show her open pussy to you.

There's a look of caution in Morrigan's eyes as if now looking at a future version of herself. She watches as you get between Leliana's legs and stuff her pussy to a joyous moan. Leliana raises her legs as you plow her like an Orlesian whore, her breasts jiggling around as your cock explores her wet cunt. The spymaster doesn't even care that Morrigan is watching her be treated this way and it turns you on so much to see her give in so much.

"Maker's balls" Leliana moans as you watch her grope her breasts. she begins to shake and writhe and you realize she's climaxing on your cock. This only makes you pound her even harder until she curves her back, pushing her breasts in your face while screaming out your name as she cums like she hasn't been touched before tonight.

You swear, after she fell silent, that you knocked her out and even Morrigan leans over to check to see if Leliana is still conscious, but the answer comes when she lays flat again with her eyes rolled into her head. She moans, "Give me your holy seed, I'll do anything for you."

"I can already make you do anything Leliana. I'd much rather cum in your throat." you tease.

She whines, eyes moving to look into yours. "My people have reason to believe the Clerics will pick either Cassandra or myself to be the next Divine." She blurts out, raising your eyebrows in the process. "If I'm elected I will pledge myself and the chantry not to the Maker, but to your cock. I will lead from my seat upon your cock."

You can't tell if that's the influence of the throne taking over Leliana's mind or a credible fact, but nonetheless it does you in. There was no way you were pulling out in time and you seed erupts from your cock directly into Leliana's womb. She lays there and takes it until she's filled up and then she does indeed pass out on your cock.

You catch your breath and pull out of Leliana leaving a small trickle of cum from her cunt to your cockhead. You marvel at how beautiful she looks with her legs spread, dripping cum out of her wet pussy and you've got half a mind to insert yourself back in to her, but Morrigan seems more appealing after what she's witnessed. you simply point to your cock and Morrigan drops to her knees, dutifully sucking you off after a passionate, almost blasphemous fuck with Leliana.