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“Eyes on me,” Hawke said, her voice deep and commanding.
Fenris did, looking up at her through dark eyelashes. She smirked. She could see the anger in him, he was sure.
“What’s going on in that head, hmm?” she asked.
He opened his mouth, ready to tell her about the look on Anders face when he left, the way that the manor was still getting colder, even though he had told Anders not to cast, that he was afraid that Anders wasn’t getting better. He had come here for a reason, after all, one to stop fretting about the idiot mage that barely ate, barely slept, had nightmares that kept them both awake, and never spoke. It was strange and frightening. The slave chamber was not doing Anders any good. He thought that -
“That’s right, you don’t have anything going on in that head,” Hawke determined from his hesitancy. “You’re just a stupid little dog at my feet, aren’t you? That’s all you need to be.”
“That’s it. Just a bit more,” Hawke murmured. “You need help puppy?”
He didn’t want help. He didn’t need help. But he knew that it would please Hawke to accept it so he nodded.
She gripped his hip and put her palm on the flat end of the toy. He cried out, brands flaring, as she shoved it into him, all the way to the base, all of the ridges and bumps and veins rubbing against his sensitive insides. The stretch burned and ached and he pulsed like his asshole was a wound, the cold attempting to sooth it.
“There we go,” Hawke hummed, “Now you can cum whenever you want.”
She gripped the base and pulled, pulling it in and out, Fenris’ tight muscles following the glass in both directions. The pleasure and pain made his eyes roll back. He scratched at the hardwood. His brands flickered. It hurt so good. He was going to be good after this. Hawke wouldn’t want to get rid of him like she did Anders.
There's a new chapter of Anthropophagus out! Hawke is awful again!
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