#trevelyan x bull

[seigephoenix]

And here's the second ask for your DA writer circle. I would like this for Bull and Adelaide: At workplace / Strength Kink / Sloppy, dirty sex / “We need to stop meeting up like this.” / And that'll do it. <3

Thank you lovely!! This is for @dadrunkwriting. Under a cut due to the NSFW nature of the ask. Ship: Adelaide Trevelyan x The Iron Bull Content Warning: Rough sex, against a wall sex, Bull has a unique pet name for Adelaide Length: Short for me actually! 1.1k words

Adelaide paused at the bottom of the stairs as Josephine called her name once again.  There was so much to do as Inquisitor, Adelaide hadn’t expected how much would be heaped on her shoulders.  She waved Josephine off after answering her questions and sighed at the long climb up to her rooms.  Steps were nothing knew to her, the Ostwick circle had a bunch of stairs, but it didn’t mean she liked them anymore.  As she passed the last landing before her room Adelaide froze as the hairs on the back of her arm rose.  Something was off.  She didn’t sense any hostility but there was something there.

“You know, we’ve got to stop meeting like this, little rabbit.”  Her face jerked towards the voice and a laugh escaped before she could stop it.

“You mean where you stop sneaking into my room late into the night?”  Adelaide climbed up the last few steps and turned to face Bull as he leaned against the railing.  Her heart skipped a beat as she watched the way his muscles bunched when he moved.  He was just so much bigger than she was and yet she never felt unsafe around him.  She took a step back as he turned towards her.

“Hmm, but you seem to enjoy it a little too much.”  She grinned at him as she stepped away from his hand.  He hadn’t begun the game yet, so she was free to play as she liked.  Bull advanced until her back hit the wall just to the side of her windows.  Where anyone could look up and see them.  The thought sent a thrill through her at the thought.  Bull knew she felt this way and enjoyed indulging it in her.

His hands skimmed over her sides, reveling in the shudder that went through her before coasting back up her curves, grabbing her hands on the way.  He pinned them over her head, leaning in just enough to pin her to the wall with his weight.  Just enough to keep her in place and she loved it.

A throbbing ache pulsed between her legs with the first brush of his chest against hers.  His fingers toyed with each flimsy clasp of her shirt, the loop sliding easily over the knot until her breasts were naked in front of him.  His hand reached up cupping the warm weight in his palm, his fingers rolling and pinching the already aching nipple.  Adelaide bit her bottom lip to keep from crying out.  Bull released her breast to press his thumb against her bottom lip, freeing it from her teeth before pressing down until her mouth dropped open.

“You know you want to cry out little bunny.  So let me hear you.”  Adelaide groaned and sucked his thumb into her mouth.  Her tongue rolled across the pad of it, the salty bitterness coating her.  She heard the rumble in his chest and clenched her thighs at the burst of heat there.  “You’re being good tonight.”  Adelaide nodded before he removed his thumb with a slick pop.  He released her hands and jerked her pants down with a single motion.  His palm pressed right between her thighs, grinding down on her clit.

Adelaide’s head fell back on a sharp cry at the sudden burst of pleasure in her blood.  He leaned down and pressed his teeth against her pulse point.  “I can feel how turned on you are.  You’re soaked.  Did you miss me?”  Bull’s words were almost a purr against her skin and her legs shook with each slow grind against her clit.  “Nope.  No getting away tonight.”  Bull hastily made short work of the rest of her clothes before he grasped her thighs and lifted her.  He leaned forward and pinned her against the wall.  “Now you’re not going anywhere.”

Adelaide cried out as his cock pressed right against her slick.  She knew he’d stretch her to the point of pain since there’d be no prep, but she needed it.  She needed the heat to consume every thought until there was nothing left but him in her mind.  Her nails dug into his arms and she groaned out his name against his shoulder.  Bull chuckled which went straight to her core and she wanted to curse at him for the frustration welling up inside of her.

“Easy bunny.  I’ll take care of you.”  His fingers dug into her hips as he slowly eased her down onto his cock.  Adelaide’s head fell back against the wall with the slow stretch, almost to the point of burning like she wanted.  Her legs tightened around his waist as he paused to let her get used to him.  Adelaide slammed her palm against his arm.  “What’s that bunny?  You want me to go slower?”  She groaned in frustration.  “You know I can’t know what you want if you don’t use your words.”

“Andraste’s tits Bull.  Fuck me like you mean it,” Adelaide hissed as she looked up at him.  She saw the slow smirk appear on his lips and cursed as she played right into his hands.  He merely pressed her against the wall and slammed to the hilt inside her.  She sucked in a breath at the sudden fullness but her body throbbed in need.  The need for more, the need for him.  Her nails dug into his skin as she pulled him as close as she could with her legs.  Bull chuckled and leaned down to cover her lips with his in an almost punishing kiss.  His hips rocked against hers, scraping her back against the wall, overwhelming her senses with his presence.  She was surrounded by nothing but him.  His name spilled from her lips with each thrust against her.  Her orgasm built layer by intense layer.  The tension was almost too much, just to the point of pain as she just wanted release.  He angled his thrusts until his body rubbed against her clit with each thrust.

“Come for me.”  The whispered words drove her over the edge.  She came with a scream and gnashing of teeth as the heat spiraled inside her into a tight knot before bursting.  Adelaide had a fleeting thought it was like a firework, until the heat washed away even that.  Bull grunted as he came soon after her, shuddering with his own release.  Adelaide released a shaky breath when his grip loosened.

“OI!  Quit having sex where I can hear you damn it!”  Adelaide froze at the outraged shout from Sera.  She let out a startled laugh that broke the heavy weight between them.  It also brought to her mind the soreness in her back.  She’d gotten quite a nasty scrape from the wall.  Bull gently pulled her up into his arms at her wince.

“Let’s get you taken care of.”  He pressed a kiss to the side of her head before he turned towards the bathing chamber she insisted Josephine install.

[mimorugk]

Andraste's flaming sword …. 🧎

[mx-pastelwriting]

DA HC - Celebrating Your Anniversary

Dragon Age x GN! Reader

Summary: How they would celebrate your anniversary.

Warnings: Established Relationship, Fluff, Anniversary, Kissing, Dates, Fancy Dinners, Camping

Characters: Solas, Varric Tethras, Cullen Rutherford, Iron Bull, Thom Ranier (Blackwall), Lucanis Dellamorte, Emmrich Volkarin, Lace Harding

- Didn't proofread much. I just slammed them into three grammar checkers, so have fun!

Solas

- Solas would remember your anniversary, but even if he didn't, you wouldn't know, as he makes every day with you feel as if it were your anniversary. Being his, finally his, he makes sure you know he has only eyes for you. Making sure you feel that he is yours, you are his.

- Yearly anniversaries, but monthly anniversaries, are not off the table. Taking the yearly dates more seriously, with monthly being a day of finding little surprises in places that are common to you. Leaving your favorite things in those spots, seeing as his face is plastered with a huge smile once you bring the gifts to his attention when finding them.

- The yearly anniversaries would be him worshiping you like a god, more than usual, of course. Almost refuses to have you lift a finger as he fills the day with surprises. Waking to the room being filled with glowing magic, spelling out your name and words of love, with the afternoon being filled with scenic views with shows of ancient elven magic. Ending the day with dinner and a slow dance, holding your body close, warming more than your cheeks, before playing a few songs that he composed on the piano, inspired heavily by his love for you.

- Never will he miss your anniversary but has a chance of forgetting it. In his mind, doing things with a bit of extra love to make it up to you out of guilt does things with extra love and care. Though with enough time or love, you could get the confession of his slip of the mind, knowing he couldn't lie when it comes to you.

- Making the days of your anniversary feel like they last forever; once Solas starts, he can't bear to stop loving your smile. Swearing the smile you wear once that date comes around is different, as much as you plead for him to let you spoil him back. Even when giving in to your pleas, he always finds a way to spoil you right back just to see that smile.

Setting down a plate of Orlesian frilly cakes in front of Solas, making him look up from his notes with pointed ears twitching. Greeted lovingly by a pair of violet eyes, seeing as Solas's eyes crease from the smile that stretched across his lips.

With a swift action, his arm wraps around your waist, pulling you in. Body pressed against his chest, thanking you with kisses that tickled your skin, making you squirm in his hold. Stopping the attack, watching him pull something from under his notes, Solas's eyes watched closely as your face lit up at his gift. Soaking in the smile that lined your lips, hoping it would last forever.

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Varric Tethras

- Most of the time he would remember it's your anniversary, joking about it in bed, cuddled up warmly if he had remembered what day it was. Dances around the answer if he had forgotten, but eventually, you'd get it out of him that he did forget with a reminder it was only morning, and he has the whole day to make you forget he ever did.

- Celebrate your yearly and monthly anniversaries, though monthly ones are more spotty in celebration. Knowing if he remembers those when finding papers around the place that tell short stories of all the times he found himself falling in love with you all over again.

- Yearly anniversaries would be Varric trying his best to be the perfect man, with halfway through the day he gives up going back to being the man you love instead of an overly romantic guy that takes you to fancy restaurants. When all you want is to just be with him drinking and have Varric chew off your ear with stories that you’ve heard millions of times, but you’d never tell him that.

- Has missed your anniversary at least once since you've been together. A day filled with apologies and his mood being a bit down, trying his best to make it up to you. Gifting you things over the day. Little things that he says remind him of you, giving you a first read of your favorite book series of his, and rare home-cooked dinners.

- Varric is always sweet on you, even after your anniversary. The tender moments don't stop, though the moments are now filled with more jokes than before he loves you just as much as he does during your anniversary, now with more jokes filling those moments.

Watching Varric adoring every smile and face scrunch he pulled while telling you a story he's told you a hundred times, never telling him that fact, though, taking it as an opportunity to just watch him.

Soaking in his mere existence, every smile, frown, and furrow of his brow. Every move makes your mind melt as you're reminded why you feel head over heels for the man. That is until he catches you staring, breaking your longing stare with a charming kiss on the cheek.

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Cullen Rutherford

- Very spotty when it comes to remembering it's your anniversary, but you give him grace, as most of the time he has a lot on his plate. Reminding him gently every morning on that date it's your anniversary, with a quick curse to himself, he tries to play it off just to panic for the rest of the morning trying to think and plan something for that day.

- Cause of his busy schedule, he prefers to celebrate yearly, but if he's reminded, a gift might end up on your desk or nightstand. Even with the yearly dates, he still has to do some work but tries to plan around it days before if he remembers days before.

- Once Cullen's done with work, he asks shyly for you to dress nicely; that is unless you have something for him once he comes out of his office. Then he stays in the whole night. But if you don't, he takes you away riding on a horse with the sunset in the background, just to arrive at the most breathtaking place. Having packed wine and cheese, wanting to share the sunset with you, telling you of how it reminded him of you and the first night he held you close.

- Having missed your anniversary from being on the battlefield commanding an army or locked away in his office, stumped with letters to write. Walking into the office to find him stressed or just passed out on the desk, ink staining his face when you wake him. Dragging him to bed, letting the commander get some sleep before spoiling him as you remind him what day it is, queuing the flood of apologies.

- The celebration of your anniversary would only last a day and a half, with Cullen being busy and all; he still tries to make up for the lost time from work. Stealing kisses from you the next day, along with leaving little letters or gifts he tucked away in your pockets early in the morning, to then get all shy when you mention them.

Walking into Cullen's office, seeing as he was noise-deep into writing a letter, someone who was not you having the note he had written to you in hand.

Spooking the commander as you sat atop the desk corner, meeting his amber eyes, watch and the rush of surprise disappear before softening at the sight of you—that is until he sees that piece of paper in your hand. Cullen's cheeks flash red as he looks off to the side, laughing nervously, having written the letter in a moment of passion. Needing a few glasses of drinks to get those words out of him without him stuttering and getting all blushy.

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Iron Bull

- Qunari don't have anniversaries, so he would remember, as he doesn't practice or have a deep grasp on the celebration. Only having you to learn about it and to even start celebrating it. Even after that, he tries to remember wanting to see you smile.

- Would start either monthly or yearly depending on your preference, but monthlies are a good start, letting him have practice on what to do and what not to do and say. Gets the hang of the physical part of surprising, not so much on the gift-giving, bringing you parts of a dragon or even the whole thing to display somewhere, swearing to yourself if he didn't have horns, he'd be a cat.

- For the first few anniversaries, you would be planning until one day, months before the date, he asked to plan that year. Holding out hope, it wasn't a day of fighting wild beasts he thought were cool, but he surprised you with a night filled with breathtaking views only seen at night and creatures that light up in the darkness of the night. Ending the event at his favorite place to cool off, a hidden-away spring where bugs and creatures glowed around, thriving alongside your love for the bull.

- Misses your anniversary in the start, giving the hunk of a man some grace as this is new to him, coming from a culture that they don't even know who they are related to. Gently reminding the man he would be apologetic, of course, then for the rest of the day, having asked Krem what to do, he tells Bull to make it up to you. Surprising you with flowers and some gifts, with a shower of kisses and charming compliments to resolve everything.

- Learns from you how long the celebration lasts; whether for a day or a week, he goes along with you, not minding even if you want the whole year to feel like it's your anniversary. Over time, he'll read you; every morning when you wake up with a certain smile on your face, he'd know it's another day of celebration, also knowing he'd have to get up soon to make you breakfast in bed only to eat most of it once cuddled back up with you in bed.

Smiling as you watch, Bull sticks another spoonful of breakfast that he made for you that morning into his mouth, then chews happily before continuing with his stories of the time his crew killed a beast.

Hand resting atop your hand as the hunk of a bull sat in your shared bed next to you, not minding at all as he ate from the plate that was meant for you. Loving how he enjoys the days of your anniversary, but for you, it's days of adoring him as he makes the cutest person of himself without even knowing it.

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Thom Ranier (Blackwall)

- Would remember it every year. Starting from the night before, being extra gushy and lovey-dovey, holding you close in bed as you both fall asleep. When waking on the day, he pulls out all the stops, making every anniversary a memorable one.

- Celebration only yearly; as much as the man loves you, he feels like monthly anniversaries are too childish. Also, monthly anniversaries made him feel as if the relationship wouldn't last long, needing to celebrate yearly to feel that your relationship would last for the years to come.

- Lets you sleep in, cuddling you before getting up to make breakfast, then bringing it to you in bed before setting up the horses to take you both to a place only he knew. Being in a different place every anniversary, never having seen him with it through the year, filled with entries of times you took his breath away. Always surprises you with a diary he kept for that year. Never having seen him with it through the year, filled with entries of times you took his breath away. It was a hefty book.

- Never misses your anniversary, always wanting to be by your side, always finding moments to write down in his anniversary diary. Being content in his mind, there would never be a possibility for him to miss that date.

- As long as he can pull surprises out of his pocket. Having planned the days out months in advance, making sure every day had a new surprise or special moment to be made into a memory.

Thom's warm hand cupped your cheek as he gazed into your eyes, lips inches from each other yearning to meet. Minutes before, having given you his forest memories of you—how the sun rested warmly on your skin, the way your eyes glow in the ray of the light.

Being only a small exert from the diary, having to close it at his request. Wanting you to read it later, needing this memory to be real instead of written down in a book for later.

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Lucanis Dellamorte

- Always remembering it's your anniversary, holding them close to his heart as it's the first time he gets to share that special celebration with anyone. Refusing to fuck it up in any way and also having Spite to remind him every hour as the date nears.

- Early in the relationship, he celebrates your anniversary every month; if it weren't for not wanting to come off too much, he would celebrate every week or day. Really overworks himself wanting to show you every bit of love he has for you on those days. Even if you ask him to relax, a gift would do the same good; he'd never stop going all out for your yearly.

- Taking up a lot of contracts in advance, saving up for your yearly anniversary, taking you away on vacation to anywhere you wanted to go—even if it's just only the two of you for miles, he makes it happen. Working overtime to plan what fun things to do, where to buy your favorite things, and what gifts to get you, with Spite pitching in with a yell of what he wanted to get you.

- Heart drops into his stomach if he missed your anniversary; even with your reassurance that it was okay, it's not to him. Devastated at the thought of having missed the one special day he gets to celebrate the love he had for you in full, for the first person he'd ever been in a relationship with. Finally talking him down, telling the distressed man you would be happy even if he gave you a flower from the garden outside; all you want on that day is him; nothing else matters.

- For what he has planned, he makes sure the celebration lasts for days; even when running out of ideas on the tenth day, Spite is there, giving him more. The two are a menace when putting their heads together. Starting out romantic after the date, then turning into passion, and lastly, hunger.

Heat prickles through your cheeks as Lucanis's lips soften against yours. Minutes ago, admiring the view of the city lights, then feeling a warm hand planted underneath your shin, you were gently guided right into Lucanis's lips.

Accepting the smooth action, kissing him back, feeling through the kiss as he smiled before moving once again. The same hand trailing up, cupping your cheek with lips rough with passion. Doing the same hands combing through his hair as you dive into his kiss, swearing you could hear Spite faintly.

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Emmrich Volkarin

- Definitely remembers it, your anniversary, you being the dearest thing to his heart; that date means so much to him, he could never forget it. Planning months in advance, even asking Manfred his opinion from time to time on decisions, wanting every detail of the date to be to die for.

- Would be open to a monthly celebration but has a bit more taste for a yearly anniversary, being able to make everything feel more extraordinary. Worries that the monthly anniversary would dull his yearly surprises. However, if you insisted, he would agree to only having every two- to four-month anniversary, as the man can only pull so many unique date and gift ideas out of him.

- For your yearly, he would take you to see the most extraordinary places in all the world, guiding you in waking the life around the environment, watching everything light up and dance around you both. Speaking of dancing, this man would invite you to dance, head against his shoulder as you danced with the glowing creatures and magic whispering loving whispers into your ear before pulling out the dinner he packed for the picnic you were to have there.

- Rare that he would ever miss your anniversary from forgetfulness, it would be the reason cause of work. Not teaching, but if the Necropolis needed him, he would have to go with a storage promise to make it up to you when he gets back. Making it up to you with days off of teaching and other work, leaving you two just to be together.

- The planned celebration would last no more than a week; by the end of the fourth day, he would be exhausted, leaving you to have a turn to spoil him. Loving every minute of you spoiling him, being the one to now be gifted his favorite things and have surprise meals with his favorite desserts, all for him to enjoy, definitely healing his inner child.

Watching adoringly as Emmrich took a bite of the dessert you made just for him, even when he asked many times if you wanted a bite, you declined every time. Wanting him to have it all to himself, knowing he'd have the biggest smile after.

Chatting your ear off as he did so on many things, watching his lips move with a smile that gets bigger and bigger with every bite. Taking notice with one of his bites as a bit of it stuck to his lip before he could wipe it away, you took the opportunity to wipe it away with your thumb. Stunning Emmrich, watching as you lick it off your thumb. Locking eyes with him, seeing red flashes across his cheeks, before you lean over the table kissing him.

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Lace Harding

- Lace can be a bit forgetful, but that's one of the things you love about her. So focused on one thing, not even time mattered—a magical experience when it's with you. Looking into your eyes, amazed every time. If it weren't for the mornings of eyegazing, adoring her amazement at your existence, she would have remembered it was your anniversary.

- Love to celebrate both monthly and yearly anniversaries, though the monthly celebrations would be more a day of never leaving the bedroom. Spending most of the day in each other's arms, soaking up each other's warmth before getting up to make dinner together, only to barely get anything done, not being able to let each other go. Ultimately ending the night at one of your comfort restaurants before getting home and back into bed in her arms.

- Yearly anniversaries would be a camping trip; even if it wasn't your thing, she'd smooth-talk you into it. Lace loves seeing you all sweaty and covered in dirt; she thinks it's hot, so this is more of a gift to herself than to you. Never tell you where she's taking you, even covering your eyes when you get halfway there. Only to show you the more breathtaking view before telling you that's your view for the next few days.

- Finally, when reminding her what the date was, watching as her face drops with a red flush spreading across her whole face. The first words out of her mouth would be a curse before the flood of apologies started. Even with all the reassurance in the world, the only thing that would stop her would be a kiss, feeling as all of her worries melt away. Breaking the kiss, the next words out of her mouth are her swearing she's still going to make it up to you.

- The camping trip would last for five days at most. Having only brought food for the first three days, knowing she'd be busy in your arms, then the last days she'd hunt and gather for the both of you. Telling you she never wants it to end, but when it does, she does love the view of you when hiking back home.

Limbs tangled with each other, lips close to raw, minutes ago, breaking the hungered kiss with the breathtaking view in the background.

The fire had died out hours ago, making you rely on Lace for warmth. Happily doing so with open arms, only to attack you with a shower of kisses. Almost sad you have to go back, away from the night sky, brought out Lace's eyes that adored you greatly.

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[cassiaorsellio]

And what I really want to be is yours. I like the person I am when I'm with you.

I finished DA:I and its DLC on Nightmare + trials earlier this year, and I wanted to commemorate the achievement — and the new love my Inquisitor found along the way.

I commissioned @pauvre-lola for it and they did such a stellar job on it, I couldn't be happier. Thank you so much Lola 💖

[nerd-elf]

Dorian Pavus is the most realistic character in the series and I can prove it.

1 - He wants to be himself. And he won’t accept pretending just to please people.

2 - He complains ALL. THE. TIME. Just like anyone would living in a cold, dirty and much more rustic place than his home.

3 - He doesn’t fall in love right away. He wants to get to know the person first, regardless if it’s the Inquisitor or The Iron Bull, and become friends. He’s not aiming for love, just wishes (even though he will never admit it) someone he can trust.

4 - He sees the flaws. The problems. In everyone. But he learns to love them anyway.

5 - He doesn’t change who he is because of the person he loves. He will still be a sassy, proud and passionate man no matter who he ends up with.

[celiansartblog]

Now that I've barely introduced my Inquisitor, time to out myself as a equal opportunity Solas truther and introduce his accidental situationship with the guy he (unintentionally) doomed

It can only end well.

Thank the maker Bull is here cause there needs to be a stabilizing presence in this mess

[gogogodzilla]

day 27, cuckholding

the iron bull x reader warnings: nsfw 18+, fingering, slight dirty talk, fingering, forced exhibitionism, unprotected sex, creampie, size difference kinktober ��︎︎ main masterlist ☠︎︎ read on ao3

The news of your betrothal came as a shock to you. Your parents hadn’t contacted you much after what happened at the Conclave. You figured they’d come crawling back once you became Inquisitor, their desperate need for fame overwhelming any disgust held toward you. 

Their letter came not long after Corypheus was dead and gone. It was Leliana and Josephine sharing nervous glances at the war table that clued you into something being off. Leliana was never nervous. Josephine silently handed you the letter, and you had an iron grip on it as you read. 

You could have the entire world at your disposal and you’d still be under your parents’ thumb. You saved the fucking world and here you were still doing their bidding. 

With the Iron Bull, it was different. You didn’t have to worry about following orders or giving them. You could just be, which is why when he held out a blindfold with that usual sly grin you took it without hesitation. The day your supposed betrothed was supposed to arrive was nearing, and you were desperate to forget it all. He had a surprise for you, he claimed. You’d take anything over worrying about your future. 

The weight of his hands against your shoulders was substantial, but it grounded you as you walked blindly through the corridors of Skyhold. A small part of you was giddy, your imagination running wild with whatever surprise he had for you. He carefully led you up some steps, the creaking of the door behind you sounding vaguely like the one to your bedchamber. Finally, you reached a landing and Iron Bull brought you to a stop. 

“Are you ready for this, kadan?” he asked, his excitement palpable. 

You nodded, giddy. Carefully, he pulled the blindfold off of you, and you blinked a few times as your eyes adjusted. You were in your quarters, just as you thought. Your attention was drawn to the chair set at the foot of your bed holding a man with his hands and legs tied and a gag in his mouth. He was shouting something at you, but the gag muffled his words. 

You raised a brow and turned to Bull, “Who is this?” 

He grinned, “This is the sorry piece of shit your parents are marrying you off to.” 

Your jaw dropped as you looked between Bull and the man tied up. 

“Why is he in my bedchamber?” 

“I brought him here.” 

“Why?”

Bull wrapped his hands around your waist, leaning down to whisper against your ear, “So he could see just how much you don’t need him.”

Your heart rate quickened at the thought. It was selfish for both of you. You wanted to show this man that you didn’t belong to him, and Bull wanted to show him just who you belonged to. 

You nodded, swallowing hard, “Okay.” 

His hands lingered up to undo the laces at the front of your shirt, and your gaze stayed glued to the man trapped in your room as it dropped to your feet. Bull was quick to loop his fingers in the waistband of your trousers and yank them down to your ankles. A small gasp left you as the man whimpered against the cloth in his mouth. 

“Get on the bed, kadan,” Bull whispered, and you sauntered toward your large bed. You climbed in and spread your legs for Bull as he neared. “Gonna take my time with you. We gotta give our guest a good show,” he said as he cupped your face and pressed his thumb past your lips. You eagerly swirled your tongue around the appendage as your core throbbed with arousal. 

Bull’s gaze remained fixed on yours as he removed his finger from your mouth and undid his pants. As they fell to the floor, your gaze drifted to his cock, already hard and massive as always. He climbed into bed behind you. You unconsciously leaned into Bull’s chest as his large hands spread your thighs, baring you to the man at the foot of your bed. You weren’t even sure what his name was. Not that it mattered anyway. 

Bull slid a finger through your already-dripping folds, and you preened against his touch. He used his free hand to slide up your thigh, across your abdomen, and then to your breasts, kneading the flesh there. He circled your clit before dipping down to tease your entrance, earning a mewl from you. 

He pressed his finger inside you, groaning as your pussy swallowed it eagerly. You arched against him and one hand drifted up to grip his bicep. You felt his muscles flex under your fingertips as he pumped his finger within you. Your eyes rolled in the back of your head as he swiftly added another one. You felt like you were being filled to the brim, and you loved it. 

You could feel Bull’s cock pressing into your back, hard and throbbing. You couldn’t wait until you had it inside you, ruining you over and over again. 

He extended his thumb to rub your clit while his free hand toyed with your nipples, eliciting high-pitched moans with every thrust of his hand. The man across you had tears streaming down his face, but the tent in his pants betrayed him. It seemed as if he couldn’t keep his eyes away from your ruined form. 

Iron Bull curled his fingers inside you, and you were sent tumbling over the edge. Your pussy held him in a vice grip and your vision went white as you came, shouting Bull’s name as you did. 

He rubbed his free hand over your thigh, humming. “You hear whose name she called?” he questioned, and the man’s eyes widened. “That’ll never be you.” 

He picked you up and laid you down so your head was at the foot of your bed. You let him move you however you wanted, limbs pliant in his grip as you came down from your high. 

He slapped his cock against your core, forcing you to focus on him. He was hot and heavy, and it was almost pitiful just how much you needed him. He slid himself through your folds, gathering your slick. 

Bull focused on the man at the foot of your bed, “You’re going to watch as I ruin them, and if I see you look away, I’ll slit your throat so fast you won’t even have enough time to pray to Andraste to save you.” 

You flushed at his words, an animalistic part of you was jumping for glee at Bull’s possessiveness. You wanted him to fill you and mark you as his own. You needed it. 

Bull slipped the head of his cock into your entrance, and you gasped. You didn’t think you’d ever get used to the sheer massivity of him. He drew steady circles against your clit as he slowly inched inside of you, the way he stretched you bringing tears to your eyes. 

He pressed a kiss against your cheek as he fully seated himself within you. The man was struggling against his restraints and you moved your head to look at him. 

Bull grabbed your chin and your gaze met his. “Eyes on me, kadan,” he murmured and you nodded obediently. 

He rewarded you with a roll of his hips. Your jaw dropped open to release a breathy moan as his pace slowly increased with every thrust. He hit the deepest parts of you that you didn’t even know existed. 

You whined as he mercilessly pounded into you, and tears pricked the corner of your eyes as you cried out his name. Your tits bounced with every drag of his cock, and you could feel your thoughts growing hazy, drunk on the feeling of him. 

He lifted your thighs and hit the spongy spot inside you that had you seeing stars and clenching around him. You gripped Bull’s shoulders and pulled him closer, desperate for his lips on yours. 

He was quick to oblige you, and he leaned forward, practically bending you in half. His large palms were on either side of your head, effectively caging you in. He kissed you messily and hard, a mix of tongues and teeth clashing together. He slid his tongue across your bottom lip and a swift thrust of his hips had you gasping against him. He took the opportunity to trace the backs of your teeth with his tongue. 

You pulled away to moan his name. “I’m close,” you managed to whimper out between each rut of his cock bullying itself deeper within you. The obscene sounds of skin slapping against skin mixed with the squelching of your sopping cunt. It was enough for your cheeks to flush. 

“Tell our friend who’s making you feel this good,” he ordered as his hips stuttered against yours. He was getting close. 

“Mm— you, Bull! Only you!” you cried as you came around his cock. Your entire body spasmed as your orgasm crashed into you and you screwed your eyes shut. 

Bull followed you off the precipice after a few moments, finishing with one final thrust, burying himself deep inside you. You moaned as his release coated your walls and filled you to the brim. Slowly, he pulled out of you before thrusting back inside you, shoving his cum back in you. You whined at the feeling. 

He pressed a soft kiss to your forehead as he pulled out of you completely, “You did good.” 

He rose from the bed and shuffled around your chambers, coming back with a damp cloth to clean you up and his pants hanging loosely around his hips. He kissed your lips softly once he was finished. He threw the cloth to the side and helped you get to the other side of your bed and under the covers. 

You finally spared a glance at the man at the end of your bed. Tears stained his cheeks and a large wet spot coated the front of his trousers. You clasped your hands in front of you, your gaze hardening. 

“You are going to withdraw your proposal. If you do not, my lover here,” you motioned to Bull who stood tall at your side, “will make sure your remains are not found. Do I make myself clear?” 

The man nodded furiously, a whimper escaping him. You hummed, satisfied. 

Bull grabbed the man by the scruff of his neck and lifted him over his shoulder. “Just gotta take out the trash, then I’ll be back,” he grunted, a slight grin covering his features. 

“I eagerly await your return. Thank you, Bull,” you said, a soft look gracing your features. 

“Anytime, kadan.”

[lunaticqueen-art]

— After all this time? — Always

[calcium-draws]

"...think i like you best when you're just with me, and no one else..."

inquisitors and their love interests

lorelai trevelyan & the iron bull

ellana lavellan & solas

imekari adaar & blackwall

freya cadash & vivienne

mahanon lavellan & dorian

evelyn trevelyan & krem

mercy adaar & cole

[whatsgnat]

Oh my darling girl 🥹😭😢🩷🥰

Genuinely thinking of learning photoshop just so I can put her dragon tooth necklace on her(she wouldn't leave home without it)

[sangre]

“At the start of all this, it just felt easy to make a fatal mistake. Everywhere I looked.” Nikolai smiles, his gaze sharp. “I had a spy to concern myself with, you know.”  “You gave that effort a lot more than just concern." “I liked looking.” Nikolai says, cheeks warm. Their gazes snag, tethered for a breath.  "Me, too."

excerpt from my the iron bull/inquisitor trevelyan fic on ao3, with your invincible defeat. this gorgeous artwork was commissioned from @geezmarty! thank you for your amazing work with these two!! :)

[seigephoenix]

Kinktober 2024: Pegging

Just 2 more days left of October!! Thanks for sticking with it this far! I'm honestly shocked at myself for getting so many prompts out.

Ship: Adelaide Trevelyan/The Iron Bull Content Warning: pegging, face sitting, sass, perverted use of magic Length: 1.8k

Adelaide heaved a sigh as she collapsed into the warm bath water back at Skyhold.  She could do without another dragon fight like that.  Too unpredictable and Adelaide didn’t like not being prepared.  She leaned her head back and reminded herself that they were all fine, safe at Skyhold, and they would learn from that fight so it would not be repeated.  A mantra she’d kept since she was a child for anything that seemed out of her control.  It was over, she was fine and use it as a teaching moment.  Still, the images of those claws so close to Bull’s back had her pulse spiking in anxiety.

“Stop being so hard on yourself Addie.”  She lightly smacked her forehead as she forcibly pushed the image from her mind.  There was no need to make herself anxious over something that was over already, but it didn’t stop the lingering feelings at the edges of her mind.  She glared at the wall while sinking down until the water was just below her nose.

“Yo boss, you good?”  Adelaide tilted her head back seeing Bull kneeling behind her.

“I’m fine.  Just unwinding from the dragon fight,” she replied with a reassuring smile.  He gave her a skeptical look but Adelaide’s smile didn’t waver.  “I’m fine Bull.  Honest, I’m not letting myself linger on anything bad.”  She reached up to stroke the side of his face.  His hand covered hers and she shuddered at the touch.  His hand engulfed hers, so much strength was there but he never used it against her.  Her nipples beaded as the water sloshed against them, drawing his attention.

“I can see that.  Take your time.  There’s something I think you’ll like that I want to try tonight.”  He pressed a kiss to her forehead before he headed back towards the bedroom.  Curiosity gripped her and she finished her bath quickly.  She wrapped the towel around her body and stepped out to see Bull had her room illuminated in candlelight.

“You didn’t waste any time, I didn’t hear you in here at all.”  Adelaide chuckled as he reached for her hands and guided her to the bed.  “Let’s hear what you want to try.”  Bull seemed a little apprehensive but Adelaide didn’t push.

“I wanted to make sure you were good with this first Kadan,” he said stroking over her hair and resting his hand against her neck.  She leaned into his touch with a smile.  “I wanted to ask how you felt about being on top today?”  Adelaide looked at him in confusion before grinning.  “Ah no, not like that.  I meant how about you be the top today.”

“Me?  Bull, are you asking what I think you’re asking?”  It was his turn to be surprised.  “You’re asking for me to fuck you?”  His jaw dropped in surprise and she couldn’t resist laughing.  “Bull, the Circles are not as cloistered as most seem to think.  If you didn’t care to participate, the education was there regardless.”

“When you put it that way, yes I am asking that.”  Adelaide chuckled and leaned in for a kiss.  “I already did the prep work for you.”

“Ruin my fun why don’t you?” She gave him a pout before breaking into a smile.  “That’s fine with me Bull.  But where?” He pointed to the nightstand and she saw the harness sitting there along with the toy sitting tall.  Adelaide was shocked when Bull grabbed her hips, pulling until she straddled his chest.  “Hmm, this isn’t what I remember how this goes.”

“Let’s make you feel good before you fuck me, as you so lovingly put it.”  She laughed while lightly digging in her nails in his chest.  The way his fingers squeezed her hips and his dick reacted told her all she needed to know.  Adelaide grasped the headboard as she shifted until her legs were on either side of his face.  “Good girl,” he rasped before grabbing her hips and pulling until she was fully seated on his face.

Her head fell back at the touch of his tongue against her clit.  Her knuckles went white from how hard she was grabbing the headboard.  Heat tangled in a slippery coil between her legs, Bull’s teeth and tongue were driving her to the edge.  Adelaide moaned his name as he drove her closer and closer to the edge.  Only to ease away just before she fell.  “Bull.  Quit edging me.”  A sharp cry bounced off her walls when his lips closed over her clit and he sucked hard.  The orgasm slammed through her in a hard rush, leaving her whimpering his name with each pulse of heat through her.  His name was a litany on her lips while the orgasm slowly faded.  Bull lifted her easily and she complained.

“Easy bunny.”  Adelaide rolled her eyes at the nickname, but she definitely loved hearing him call her that.  Kadan was first but bunny was a close second for nicknames.  “Get your strength back,” he said letting his thumbs stroke her hips.  Adelaide tilted her head to the side as she regarded him carefully.  She swung her leg over and stood on slightly wobbly legs before grabbing the harness off the nightstand.  “That eager?”

“Of course I am,” she said cheekily.  She ran her fingers under the straps to make sure they were snug and not twisted.  The weight of the toy was almost comical and she resisted the urge to shimmy her hips with it.  Barely.  Adelaide chuckled and knelt on the bed after grabbing the warm oil next to the candles.

“Well, all right.  Do what you want with me bunny, I’m all yours tonight.”  Adelaide almost burst out laughing at the saucy tone he used.  Instead, she eased his thighs open and knelt between them.  Her fingers wrapped around the base of his cock, gently squeezing, and stroking until his hand grabbed her wrist.  She let him pull her hand away but she lowered her head and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock.  Bull growled before tangling his fingers in her hair, but she refused to follow when he tugged.  Instead, she lowered her mouth until the back of his cock hit her throat.  He twitched in her mouth when she slowly dragged her mouth back up, letting her tongue drag against the underside of his dick.

“You said I could do what I wanted,” she reminded him punctuated with a kiss to the head of his weeping cock.

“Killing me slowly wasn’t part of that offer,” Bull retorted but she leaned forward, letting his cock nestle between them.  “Neither was that.”  She shifted her arms until the soft globes squeezed his length earning a groan as his eyes watched enraptured.  “Bunny.”

“Alright, I’ll quit torturing you.”  Adelaide leaned down to tease the tip of his cock before straightening and grabbing the oil.  That had grown cold.  She shook her head and warmed it up with a spell.  After generously coating the dildo, she set the glass vial to the side and turned her attention to Bull.

Adelaide did check to make sure he was ready and grinned at the look he gave her when she slipped two fingers inside of him easily.  “Don’t trust me?”

“No, I do.  I want to make sure so I don’t hurt you.”  She ignored his scoff before guiding the toy inside of him.  She watched his head fall back against the pillow and his hands reached behind him to the headboard.  She went slowly, letting him adjust before pushing in further, until her hips were pressed flush against his.  Her hands rested against his thighs and her lips curved into a smile before she twirled her finger.

“Boss, what did you do?” Bull asked quietly.

“I don’t know what you mean Bull.”  Adelaide rocked her hips against his, relishing the groan from him as her hips found the perfect angle for him.

“What do I feel around my dick?” Adelaide merely smiled at him when he looked down at her.

“It’s just a small spell.  Feels good though, doesn’t it?” Bull’s head fell back on a harsh groan at the way the spectral hand stroked his cock.  Adelaide smirked as she watched the way his face shifted with each stroke that matched the way her hips slapped against his.  His voice was the one that filled the bedroom as Adelaide had him seeing fucking stars.

“How the hell did you learn that?” Bull asked hoarsely.  In response the spectral hand twisted just below the head of his cock and he almost spilled himself like a teenager.

“I told you, didn’t I?  The Circles weren’t the chaste buildings of learning that most people believe.  The depravity was there same as anywhere else,” Adelaide reminded him while angling her hips.  His hands cracked her headboard as she felt his body twitching around the toy.  He was close.  The tip of her tongue swept out and touched her top lip as a wicked idea popped up in her mind.  Her hand joined the spectral hand on his cock, earning a harsh growl from his chest.  With another hard snap of her hips against his, Bull spilled over onto her hand.

Adelaide waited until his cock went limp in her hand before sliding out.  She slipped the harness off and set it to the side for cleaning later.  Instead she turned back to Bull and eased her hands along the inside of his thighs, letting her magic warm and work itself into his muscles.  She waved a hand and the cloth cleaned up the mess on his stomach before she tossed it to where her towel pooled on the floor.  Her hands skimmed up his body, making sure to ease any tension she found there.  Her lips trailed up behind them, leaving a warm, hazy feeling behind.

“Come here.”  Bull pulled her up and wrapped her up in his arms.  He rolled to the side and enveloped her in his arms.  “Thanks boss.”

“No.  Thank you.  Never thought it would be you that cracked my headboard.”  Bull paused and glanced up towards the headboard and groaned as he saw the cracks there.  The servants would talk but Adelaide never seemed to care.

“Why?  Did you have a bet going on?” Bull demanded playfully as she buried her face in his chest.

“Not me.  The maids did.”  He paused at the answer before bursting out into laughter.

“We’ll tell them it was you.”  Adelaide gave him a skeptical glance before shaking her head.

“No way!  I have gold riding on this too!”  Bull studied her for a moment to see if she was serious or not before shaking his head.

“Well, I can’t be the reason you lost gold.  Fine, tell them what you want to.  I’ll back up whatever you say.”  He grinned as she nodded in victory.  “Now, sleep.  I’m going to fuck you when we wake up in the morning.  As payback for using that spell on me, you won’t be walking straight on that mission we’re going on.”  Adelaide groaned but laughed when his lips kissed the top of her head.

[mimorugk]

Bull marched North to get him home

[mx-pastelwriting]

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"Kadan. My heart"

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