COMMISSION: Peace in the War Room (Patreon)

Author's Note: Yo! This was one of my a la carte commissions, requested with only loose guidelines and at a lower price. Having been pretty into a replay of Dragon Age: Inquisition recently, I decided to go with that and do a nice short smutfic! Hope you all enjoy!

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‭‭“‬Reading something interesting,‭ ‬Cassandra‭?”

Startled by the sudden voice from behind her,‭ ‬Cassandra Pentaghast jump,‭ ‬fumbling with the book in her hands and sending it tumbling to the wooden floor beneath her.‭ ‬Scrambling to pick it up,‭ ‬the seeker immediately tried to awkwardly hide it,‭ ‬turning in her seat to see who’d approached.

There were only a few possibilities,‭ ‬of course,‭ ‬only a few people who came and went from Shyhold’s war room‭ ‬--‭ ‬Cullen,‭ ‬Josephine,‭ ‬Leliana,‭ ‬and the Inquisitor,‭ ‬with even Cassandra only arriving occasionally to talk strategy or,‭ ‬as she was now,‭ ‬spend some alone time in the one place in Skyhold most likely to be quiet.‭ ‬The soft orlesian accent,‭ ‬cunning smile,‭ ‬and fiery red hair quickly made clear which of the five had interrupted her reading.

‭“‬It’s...‭ ‬it is nothing,‭ ‬Leliana.‭ ‬Just a...‭ ‬training manual,‭” ‬Cassandra mumbled stiffly,‭ ‬hiding the book behind her back with an awkward shuffle.

‭“‬A training manual,‭ ‬mm‭? ‬And what exactly is it‭ ‬Swords and Shields is training you for‭?” ‬Leliana’s smile grew a little wider as she approached,‭ ‬sitting on the bench beside the seeker and giving her a knowing look.‭ “‬What,‭ ‬you thought there was anything that happened in Skyhold I didn’t know about‭?”

“I...‭” ‬Cassandra paused,‭ ‬then sighed,‭ “‬they are mere dalliances,‭ ‬something to...‭ ‬help me relax.‭ ‬You need not worry.‭”

“You think I am fretful over your choice of literature‭?” ‬the redhead giggled,‭ “‬please,‭ ‬Cassandra,‭ ‬I’m more concerned that you think this is something you should be trying to hide.‭”

Cassandra blushed deeply,‭ ‬looking at the floor and trying not to let her discomfort be heard in her voice.‭ “‬It is childish to spend so much time with things like that.‭ ‬We have work to do,‭ ‬and should remain focused on--‭” ‬The seeker went stiff as she was interrupted by Leliana’s touch,‭ ‬the spymaster’s hand moving to Cassandra’s firm,‭ ‬leather-clad thigh and laying gently atop it.

‭“‬Do what brings you peace,‭ ‬Cassandra,‭” ‬Leliana said softly,‭ ‬tilting to face the seeker completely and inching closer.‭ “‬Perhaps it’s the entertainment of your passion,‭ ‬not its repression,‭ ‬that will give you clarity...‭ ‬perhaps I can help you.‭” ‬That small smile returned,‭ ‬tugging up the corners of the ex-bard’s lips‭ ‬--‭ ‬and,‭ ‬after a brief pause to read the flicker of vulnerability and confusion in Cassandra’s fierce olive eyes,‭ ‬Leliana closed the distance between them,‭ ‬pressing her full lips tenderly against the other woman’s in a long,‭ ‬sweet kiss.

Her eyes going suddenly wide,‭ ‬Cassandra remained still for a long moment,‭ ‬her heart pounding in her chest,‭ ‬wondering what was happening.‭ ‬There was a surge of excitement swelling inside of her,‭ ‬a passion already riled from the book she’d been reading,‭ ‬now enflamed even more by Leliana’s lips pressing into her own,‭ ‬coaxing her to finally melt into the other woman,‭ ‬returning the kiss with an uncertain fervor.‭ “‬Mmhh....‭”

Leliana breathed out softly,‭ ‬one hand drawing back her lavender hood before shifting ahead to caress the side of Cassandra’s bronzed and battle-scarred cheek,‭ ‬an almost nurturing touch,‭ ‬soothing the warrior into her embrace.‭ ‬Her tongue flicked forth and danced around the other woman’s,‭ ‬her opposite hand still placed firmly on Cassandra’s thigh before shifting up,‭ ‬starting to pry at the buttons of the seeker’s snug leather doublet.

‭“‬Wait,‭ ‬I...‭ ‬I should not,‭ ‬the Chantry--‭” ‬Cassandra began to protest as she was assaulted by a pang of inhibition.‭ ‬The sentiment found itself kissed into silence,‭ ‬though,

‭“‬The Chantry has no say on what two adults do together,‭” ‬Leliana whispered,‭ ‬nibbling Cassandra’s lower lip before swinging her leg around,‭ ‬straddling the seeker fully and continuing to undo her buttons,‭ ‬finally tugging open the austere jerkin to reveal the scarred caramel skin beneath,‭ ‬rippling stomach muscles leading up to firm,‭ ‬smooth breasts.‭ “‬Now be at peace,‭ ‬Cassandra...‭ ‬let me help you.‭”

Opening her mouth to speak again,‭ ‬the warrior fell silent,‭ ‬emitting only a soft sigh of excitement as the orlesian’s kisses turned southward,‭ ‬down Cassandra’s throat and to her chest,‭ ‬kissing between her breasts before taking one nipple between her lips,‭ ‬letting her tongue lovingly tease its tip.‭ ‬As she teased,‭ ‬her hands continued to work,‭ ‬subtly undoing fastenings on both herself and Cassandra,‭ ‬slipping away articles of clothing as her lips pressed gently into the seeker’s muscles,‭ ‬nuzzling affectionately into that firm belly.‭ ‬That was...‭ ‬admittedly more for Leliana than anyone else,‭ ‬but the seeker seemed to enjoy it enough,‭ ‬eyes drifting shut as her gasps faded to soft moans.

A few more soft kisses to Cassandra’s firm stomach,‭ ‬and Leliana sharply tugged the seeker’s trousers forward and down,‭ ‬settling them around the other woman’s knees and freeing the stiffened length of her stiff girldick,‭ ‬long since coaxed to full life from the kissing and teasing‭ ‬--‭ ‬and only growing more throbbingly erect when Leliana brought her sumptuous lips to its tip.‭ ‬A gentle smooch and quick lick,‭ ‬and she let the thing’s warm head slip into her mouth,‭ ‬tongue twirling around it,‭ ‬wetting it as the former bard gracefully stripped away the last vestiges of her own clothing.‭ “‬Ahhh...‭ ‬Maker...‭” ‬Cassandra panted,‭ ‬coaxing a small grin from Leliana as she backed up,‭ ‬slipping free of her own tunic to reveal herself,‭ ‬somewhat slimmer than Cassandra’s fighting figure but womanly in her own way,‭ ‬sensuous,‭ ‬graceful.

‭“‬Just me,‭ ‬right now,‭” ‬the orlesian purred,‭ ‬crawling back up and into Cassandra’s lap,‭ ‬leaning down to kiss her once more...‭ ‬while her hand dipped down,‭ ‬taking hold of her own hardened member and pressing it gently against the seeker’s,‭ ‬cinching her thumb and forefinger around the two of them to lock them in place,‭ ‬skin-to-skin,‭ ‬sharing the throbbing warmth of their own arousal and the wetness of Leliana’s mouth.‭ ‬Winding her free arm around to drape loosely around the back of Cassandra’s neck,‭ ‬her other hand stayed busy down below,‭ ‬stroking slowly up and down,‭ ‬up and down,‭ ‬her grip keeping both members tightly bound as she massaged them with her hand.‭ ‬The bard also noticed,‭ ‬with no small bit of amusement,‭ ‬that Cassandra’s cock was definitely larger than her own‭ ‬--‭ ‬perhaps not‭ ‬substantially,‭ ‬but notably without doubt.‭ ‬Something she’d have to keep in mind if it ever occurred to her to try to assuage the seeker’s tension again in the future.

Cassandra’s head spun with thoughts,‭ ‬feelings,‭ ‬this all seemed so abrupt,‭ ‬yet she craved it.‭ ‬The way Leliana touched her,‭ ‬kissed her,‭ ‬nurturing yet demanding,‭ ‬it felt like all effort,‭ ‬all responsibility,‭ ‬was gone‭ ‬--‭ ‬just impulse,‭ ‬lust,‭ ‬her body burning with passion as she returned Leliana’s long kiss.‭ ‬Her hands moved hesitantly to the redhead’s hips,‭ ‬then took firmer hold of them,‭ ‬fingers digging into the former bard’s warm,‭ ‬smooth skin,‭ ‬anchoring the other woman into her lap while Leliana did the work of stroking the two of them against one another.‭ ‬With a twitch and gasp,‭ ‬Cassandra found her hips thrusting upward,‭ ‬sliding the underside of her cock up against Leliana’s,‭ ‬still trapped in the confines of the orlesian’s grip.‭ “‬Hahh...‭ ‬fuck...‭” ‬she panted,‭ ‬tilting her head to the side,‭ ‬breaking the kiss just long enough to catch her breath.‭ “‬I’m...‭ ‬M-Maker....‭”

“Don’t hold back,‭ ‬Cassandra,‭” ‬Leliana cooed,‭ ‬tilting to nibble adoringly at the seeker’s ear,‭ ‬her melodic accent tingling like warm wine in the warrior’s mind.‭ “‬Let go.‭” ‬Leliana’s grip was still firm,‭ ‬the pace of her strokes rising from slow to torturously rapid,‭ ‬her technique so well-practiced that Cassandra’s body was already beginning to shudder and quake with pleasure.‭ ‬Her hips thrust hard upward,‭ ‬another spasm rocking through her,‭ ‬a gasp leaving her mouth open wide in a silent scream to the heavens as she was brought to climax.‭ ‬Her back arched,‭ ‬a hot shot of creamy seed launching from her throbbing girlcock to coat her stomach,‭ ‬trickling down to fill the grooves of her abdominal muscles‭ ‬--‭ ‬only for Leliana’s ensuing few bolts of seed to shoot a little higher,‭ ‬trailing in thick,‭ ‬sticky rivulets between the nevarran’s breasts.

It was a few moments before the fog lifted from Cassandra’s mind,‭ ‬teased back to consciousness by the sensation of Leliana gently licking a strand of cum from her powerful belly,‭ ‬having already seemingly dislodged a moment ago.‭ ‬Not keeping the creamy treat for herself,‭ ‬though,‭ ‬the spymaster closed the distance between them again,‭ ‬seizing Cassandra in another soft kiss,‭ ‬this one freely trading that which her tongue had gathered below.‭ ‬The seeker’s quiet moan finally found its path to becoming words,‭ ‬however breathless.‭ “‬You...‭ ‬I...‭ ‬thank you.‭”

“We can’t have you wound up so tightly,‭ ‬can we‭?” ‬Leliana replied with a teasing smile,‭ ‬gently caressing the side of Cassandra’s breast,‭ ‬nuzzling into her throat as she found a comfortable position on the war room’s bench.‭ “‬But...‭ ‬perhaps next time we find a bed for this,‭ ‬yes‭?”