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Alistair x Rosslyn Cousland – very NSFW

On AO3

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She still doesn’t quite know how they ended up like this –
or she does, but Alistair’s ability to turn a simple evening of paperwork into
hours of passionate lovemaking never fails to impress her. His hands have a
muscle memory for the laces on her shirts, his mouth draws breathy giggles as
it tracks a ravenous path from the corner of her jaw down newly exposed flesh. She
whimpers when he reaches her breasts, still wrapped in their band, and when he leaves
off teasing for a sharp bite right over the nipple, the small sound morphs into
a gasp that digs in with the clutch of her fingers and the arch of her back. A
flash of a grin and his mouth lowers again, soothing his tongue over the wet
fabric, and her eyes fall shut, head dropping back to the desk with a thud as
his hands join in the worship of her body.

“You are the most beautiful woman in Thedas,” he purrs as he
lifts away, just far enough to watch the desperate frown of pleasure on her
face.

She pulls at the layers still hiding the broadness of his
shoulders. “Flattery won’t work today, Your Majesty,” she warns him. “Shirt.
Off.”

A rumble of amusement. “As my lady wishes.”

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