Fiona's suffering is affecting her work. Give her what she needs.

"Fiona, these so-called temptations you're resisting... they're clearly affecting your mind, making it hard for you to work", you state flately to her. "As someone who leads the 'Circle of Magi' I need you focused and that is why-"

You present your throbbing cock to her, "you need to have your fill of this! That's an order."

The former Grand Enchanter falls to her knees in front of your bobbing cock, "oh thank you Inquisitor! It's been... it's been so long". She starts stroking your cock with her delicate elven hands, "just a little bit. I'll have a little bit and I'll be okay again". She quickly thrusts her own head down onto your length, downing your throbbing hardness like it was her ****. There's a certain hunger in the way she throats you quickly in and out of tight bulging throat. The elven mage busily slurped and gagged around your hot girth, desperately trying to get at the spunk-juice inside of it as if she was dying of thirst.

There was barely any need to get rough with your own hands as she forces herself to ****, cry and fuck her own face on your hard thickness. You can feel the tip of her tongue licking against your hanging balls when she impales the entire flesh-beast to it's very base while she stares up at you. At first your assumption was that Gareon Alexius had made her addicted to sex in general but now it was more clear to you the more she sucked you off... Fiona was addicted to cum. She craved it like water or air.

It doesn't take long before you let out a soft groan, blasting the back of her mouth with hot, copious seed. You launch enough white dirty-cream to drown a mermaid and yet Fiona devours every drop that enters her waiting tongue. Barely any of it gets on her face and when it does, Fiona scoops it up with her fingers and licks it off cleanly. A minute later, she finally finishes swallowing the final drop that hung on your cock-tip. She kisses it before standing back up, wiping the spit off her mouth with her sleeve.

"Well, thank you Inquisitor. You have done me a great service, once again", she tells you in very calm and business-like tone. At the same time, she sounds absolutely in her gratitude.

"Fiona, please, it is you who have done me a great service. Thank you", you reply humbly. Your satisfied, well-cleaned cock lurches over into hard-hardness as Fiona takes her leave.