respect her wishes

As much as Aedan wanted to ravish Morrigan's body and relieve his ready and eager cock with her young and no doubt tight hole's he did have enough self-control to resist doing so. Aedan was a womanizer of sorts he knew, at no point did he ever deny being a womanizer but he was a womanizer of willing women, he was not a rapist. He was not Vaughan Kendells, the spoiled brat and a notorious rapist when it came to elven women.

Aedan felt a bit of bile pool in his throat as he thought back to the few interactions he had forced to have had with the Arl of Denerim's son when he accompanied his father to the capital.

It was clear that Morrigan wanted him gone as of this moment and although his cock was practically begging him to fuck Morrigan's brain's out it would have to be a case of Aedan staying true to his moral's rather than fuck a beautiful young apostate. Still, the memories of Flemeth's naked body were still fresh in his mind, perhaps they would help his cock go soft when he got back to his own tent.

Dressing himself back in his simple clothes, his cock creating a tent in his breeches did he promptly exit the witch's tent. He was indeed very curious how his cock would feel inside of Morrigan compared to her mother but Aedan was patient and his cock would have to be too. Then again, Morrigan wasn't the only woman in camp. Perhaps Leliana would like to help relieve him of his stress?