Merrill

"...Merrill, one of Varric's friends from Kirkwall," Josephine says.

You peer up from Krem's head bobbing on your cock to a somewhat petite elf standing next to Josephine.

You survey her from your elevated position and something....changes. You tap Krem's head to signal him to stop sucking you off as your eyes meet Merrill's.

She's so adorable!

You signal to one of your guards, "Fetch me my trousers."

The Hall fills with audible gasps and you sigh, "I'm cold! Did you all honestly think I didn't wear pants? Honestly..."

A minute later you are provided with trousers and you slide them on before turning your attention back to Merrill, "Yes, Um, Merrill was it? What do you need?"

"Oh, um, hello, yes....umm your...Inquisitorship? I've come from Kirkwall because I heard...from a friend...umm Varric, that you have an Eluvian, and I...well, I know things about them and...Well you're a mage and you've saved the world and all...but...Could I...help? Maybe?"

You sat there, jaw slacked, in awe of the Elven woman. You noticed that there were more eyes on you than usual, mostly because not everyone liked seeing you get blowjobs all the time, but it was different.

Varric was poking his head out from the Library's entrance with a look of worry. Vivienne watched from her balcony with a look of curiosity as if she was expecting your usual behavior. Even Josephine was making her eyes dart from Merrill to your cock.

You looked back to Merrill and you just can't bring yourself to say something perverted or even remove your recently put on pants. "We would be honored to have an actual expert on Eluvians Join the Inquisition."

"Oh wonderful, I was thinking that I walked all this way for nothing!" Merrill sighed in relief, "I can't wait to see how soft the beds are, Varric says they're like clouds that came down from the sky."

"Yes, talk to Josephine and she'll get you settled in, won't you Lady Ambassador?"

"Of course," Josephine said, "Follow me Merrill," she said quickly, escorting Merrill to her office.

You're left stunned. Normally you'd have parlayed that request into a chance to shove your cock as far down Merrill's throat as humanly possible, or convinced her to bend over and pound either hole until she was overflowing with your cum. But instead, you put on pants and acted like a real Inquisitor. What in the Maker's name just happened?

She was a mage, of course, but so were Vivienne and Morrigan. They were two of the most powerful mages in Thedas and you'd been using Morrigan like a cocksleeve whenever her son wasn't around and you could command Vivienne to do whatever you wanted on a whim. But just the thought of doing the same to Merrill seemed foreign to you. How could this be?