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This story contains graphic depictions of nonconsensual sex in the first four chapters, and graphic depictions of consensual sex afterward. That being said, it's a very enjoyable story, and we have a great deal of plot and hurt/comfort planned for afterwards. Give it a go, and maybe skip ahead if it gets a bit too intense. Just so we're clear, it contains: cock stuff (the desire demon can change her appearance and grow a cock where her clit would be. She can also gift this ability to others in the Fade), humiliation/insults, mind control elements, manipulation, bondage, and some anal near the end.

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Canticle of Maferath

Rae D. Magdon and Cabiria il Notte

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"The first of the Maker's children watched across the Veil and grew jealous of the life they could not feel, could not touch."

Erudition 2:1

"Are you sure you want to try this alone?" Alistair asked. He stood with sword and shield at the ready, willing and eager to help. Perhaps a little too eager, Elisa thought as she studied him. He shifted his weight, shuffling anxiously and avoiding her eyes. "I know you're capable, but anything could be inside that portal. We don't know what the demon might throw at us."

She cracked her neck from side to side, squaring her shoulders with determination. "Leliana's been my lover for months. Whatever it is, I can handle it. Besides, I'm not sure you'll be much help in there, given your... uh... preferences?" She cleared her throat, trying to hide her mild look of revulsion. Images of Alistair writhing on top of Wynne would surely haunt her dreams for decades to come.

"Look, it isn't like I sent word ahead of time…" Alistair sighed and feigned writing something in midair. "'Dear Demon, how're the wife and kids? If it's not too much trouble, could you please make things incredibly awkward and tempt me to stay in the fade with every woman I know? Thanks. You're a peach.'" His arms and head sank in defeat. "It just happened."

"Of course you had nothing to do with the entire mess," Morrigan drawled, not even bothering to hide her look of disgust. "It only makes sense for a desire demon to tempt you with things you've never imagined. Perhaps it made a mistake? Oghren wasn't there with us, after all."

Alistair's posture stiffened. "Right, because watching you punish yourself with that staff of yours was such a treat."

"At least the Antivan wasn't on his knees in my dream as he was in yours," Morrigan snapped. "Really, Alistair, were Elissa, Leliana, Wynne, Shale and I not enough for you?"

A blush colored Alistair's cheeks, and his voice grew shrill as he tried desperately to defend himself. "At least my dream had other people in it, you harpy! D'you think the demon gave you a copy of yourself because it knows how selfish and narcissistic you are, or was it because no one in Thedas would come within ten feet of you with their clothes off?"

Morrigan scowled at him. "No one in Thedas, hmm? Your portal attested to a vastly different truth."

"Stop it, both of you," Elissa snapped, cutting their argument short. "We can bicker and argue about whose dream was more disgusting once I've freed Leliana."

Alistair had the decency to hang his head, and even Morrigan looked the tiniest bit ashamed. "Very well," she said, turning toward the glowing spirit door. "I wish you luck, Warden. While you go in after her, Alistair and I will attempt to find our way out of the Fade. If we are successful, perhaps we can watch over your physical body."

"It's Leliana I'm worried about. She's been in there a long time. If I can't find a way to bring her back..." Elissa shuddered. She didn't want to think about it. Freeing Morrigan and Alistair from their dreams had been fairly simple, but she had a feeling that untangling Leliana from the demon's web would prove far more difficult.

"Just be careful," Alistair said. "I know I'm not your type, and Morrigan's, well…"

Morrigan arched an eyebrow at him. "Well, what?"

"I was going to be polite and let that sentence trail off, but if you want me to finish it, I'm sure I can come up with something." Morrigan scoffed at him and turned away, folding her arms tight over her chest. He shook his head and continued. "What I'm trying to say is, the demon will try and use Leliana against you. Don't let it get inside your head."

Elissa had to admit that Alistair made a fair point. Leliana had been the focus of her own dream, and there had been a moment, right when she tore herself away from that sweet-smelling strawberry hair and those soft, inviting lips, where she had been certain she would die without another kiss. "I'll be careful," she said as she turned to face the door. "Try not to kill each other while I'm gone. And if I don't come back…" She gave Alistair one last meaningful glance. "Make sure the rest of the treaties stand. The Wardens are going to need every bit of help we can get against the Blight."

"Optimistic as always," Morrigan said.

Alistair clapped her shoulder. "Good luck. We'll see you on the other side."

With a cautious step, Elissa moved toward the last portal and passed through the glowing door. Before she could even blink, it transported her to a lavishly decorated bedroom. Candlelight danced along the walls, but it wasn't quite bright enough to banish the shadows from the far corners. An intricate Orlesian rug led to a canopied bed, and she was not surprised to see Leliana lying on top of the mattress. Her arms and legs were bound to the bedposts, leaving her naked body on full display.

The sight of her vulnerable lover stoked the low, smoldering ember her own dream had left behind, and an uncomfortable stab of desire pierced Elissa's stomach. She willed herself to ignore it and hurried forward. "Leliana! I'm-"

That was when she noticed the desire demon crouching at the head of the bed. Its stance was primal, hands resting between its bowed knees to support its weight as it stared down at Leliana. Its curved horns were almost as wide as the headboard, and its violet lips curled in a chilling, beautiful smile as it looked up at her. Elissa stopped in her tracks. "Ah, Ser Cousland," it purred, using a whisper that slid deep into her ears despite the distance between them. "I have been expecting you."

Elissa gripped her sword tighter. "How do you know my name?"

"Your name is just the beginning of what I know about you." The demon's smile grew, and it left the bed behind, standing to face her instead. Its purple eyes pulsed with light, and the delicate silver chains draped across its feminine body swayed as it moved. "I have felt you for some time. You have been trying to tear your way out of my little paradise. What I do not understand is why."

Elissa stared at the demon in disbelief. "Is this some kind of trick? You've trapped us in the Fade! We don't belong here." Her eyes darted back to the bed. Leliana's breasts rose and fell with the soft cadence of her breath, but otherwise, she remained completely still.

"But why do wish to go home? Your lover is happy here. So were you, for a time. The only reason you left your own dream was to find her. The real her. And here you are." The demon trailed its fingertips across Leliana's stomach and the muscles there quivered beneath its touch. Anger flared in Elissa's chest, but when she tried to rush forward, she found that she could not move. The demon's voice had paralyzed her. As if it could sense her emotions, it took on a more soothing tone, still running its hand back and forth over Leliana's pale skin. "There is no need for jealousy, Warden. You have succeeded. The two of you are together again. You can stay here with her forever, and there is no reason left for either of you to leave."

Elissa lowered her sword. The demon's words draped over her shoulders, weighing her down like a heavy net. A persistent red fog seeped in around the edges of her eyes, and she blinked several times to clear her head. "This isn't real," she insisted, struggling to keep her shield up.

"How could it be any more real? I am offering you a gift: eternal bliss with the one you adore. Do you understand the weight of such an offer? Do you realize how many would fall to their knees for this promise?" Elissa was speechless for a long moment. Her eyes locked on the demon's hand, her vision blurred and hazy as she watched it caress Leliana's stomach.

The demon preyed on her hesitation and continued its proposal. "There are things your lover needs that you simply cannot give her. I can." It stood, its purple smile twisting in the low light of the bedroom. A faint violet glow washed over its skin, growing in intensity until the light became almost blinding. Instinctively, Elissa raised her shield against the overwhelming brightness and shut her eyes. After a few moments, the light faded, and the dim room returned to its previous state. The creature called out for her once more, but the hollow echo at the end of its words wrapped around another voice, one that ran thick with an Orlesian accent. "You can put your sword and shield away. They are of no use to you here."

Elissa peered cautiously over the top of her shield. A strange woman stood before her, several years Leliana's senior, with dark hair, snow white skin, and clever brown eyes tinted with a hidden spark of violet. Even though they had never met, she could guess whose form the demon had taken. It had to be Marjolaine. The woman Leliana was running from. The woman who had tried to kill them. The woman whose name pierced her ears on the nights when Leliana woke up screaming. "If you think this is what Leliana wants, you couldn't be more wrong," she insisted.

The demon was not dissuaded. It laughed, tossing aside its new hair. "You think so? Perhaps you need a demonstration." 'Marjolaine' snapped her fingers, and Leliana's eyes opened. They blinked slowly, and Elissa felt a surge of hope when they settled on her, but there was no recognition in them. Her irises were wide, dark pits, empty and glazed over with lust.

"Leliana," Elissa called, dropping her shield and trying to reach out for her. "We have to get out of here!" There was no response. Leliana continued staring straight ahead as though she were invisible.

The demon raked its fingers through Leliana's hair in a hauntingly affectionate gesture. "Regarde moi, ma chatte," it sang in a low voice. Leliana immediately turned to look. She rose as far as her bonds would allow and nuzzled into its palm. "I told you, Leliana is happy here. I can give her anything she wants. I can be anyone she wants."

"You aren't what she wants!" Elissa cried. She closed the distance between them, sword drawn and ready. "Let her go, or I'll do everything in my power to end you."

The creature's purple tongue rolled along its upper teeth. "Everything in your power, you say? How inconvenient." It turned its attention back to Leliana, cupping her jaw and tracing a thumb over her bottom lip. "I had hoped to keep you both. It will be a shame for her to watch you die." The creature bowed its head, nose brushing against Leliana's. "But somehow, I think she'll get over it…" Finally, it bent forwards, capturing Leliana's lips in a deep kiss.

Searing crimson swam through Elissa's head, and the pang of sorrow that ached in her chest exploded outwards. She rushed at the demon, thrusting her sword through the creature's left shoulder. But when her blow landed, there were no screams. Only faint laughter filled the room. "Is that truly the best a Grey Warden has to offer?" the demon taunted, its fingers still threaded through Leliana's hair. "I was expecting more of a challenge."

Elissa tried to reclaim her sword for another strike, but it was no longer embedded in the demon's flesh at all. It remained jutting forward, piercing thin air. There wasn't even a drop of blood on the edge of her blade. Her fingers loosened, and her weapon clattered to the ground alongside her shield. She tried to bend down and retrieve them, but her arms and legs refused to work. Her limbs stayed stiff as stone, and aside from her breath and the beating of her heart, she couldn't move at all. "Leliana!" she cried, but what should have been a shout came out in a soft whisper.

The demon smirked. One of its hands slid up along Leliana's torso, cupping the swell of her breast and thumbing a pink nipple to hardness. Bitter tears stung Elissa's eyes. She struggled against her invisible bonds, determined to tear the demon away from her lover, but no matter how hard she fought, she could not move. She could only watch helplessly as Leliana gazed up at 'Marjolaine' with cloudy eyes and whimpered at her touch.

"Maybe I will be able to turn you again after all," the demon purred, giving her a hooded glance. Its eyes trailed up and down along her body, and if she hadn't been frozen, Elissa would have shuddered. The thing before her was repulsive, but the thick red fog of anger had settled into something else, a haze that clouded the edges of her mind. "You escaped me once, but now I have your pet." The demon's hand wandered to Leliana's other breast, and it raked its nails between them, leaving behind a few faint scratches. "Perhaps observing her will make you content to stay."

"No," Elissa croaked. Her heart pounded fearfully in her chest, but at the same time, a sickening knot of desire began twisting in her stomach. It coiled tighter as her eyes flitted along the pale column of Leliana's throat, following the demon's stroking fingers. She tried to will it away, dismissing the low throb as one of the creature's tricks. "No, please don't-"

"Such politeness must get you everywhere in your struggles against the Blight." The demon turned its attention back to Leliana. Each pass of its hand elicited tiny mewls of pleasure. "She's such a good pet, isn't she, Warden?" Its fingers shot out, and Leliana's bindings vanished. "I'll prove it to you. She doesn't even need to be restrained to serve me."

Leliana sat upright and stared at her for a long, silent moment, but there wasn't even a hint of recognition in her eyes. Her gaze was quick to focus back on 'Marjolaine'. When she spoke, her voice still held the same sweet, sensual lilt as always. "Maîtresse? Pourrai-je vous goûter, s'il vous plait?"

Elissa only knew spatterings of Orleasian, but it didn't take an expert to figure out what Leliana had asked. Her heart sank as the demon toyed with the Leliana's hair, still holding eye contact with her. Finally, it tilted its head and gave a single nod.

Leliana wasted no time. She scrambled off the bed to kneel on the floor, bowing her head into the creature's grasp as she craned forwards. The ache in Elissa's chest doubled. With each breath she took, Leliana inched closer, and tightness grew in the pit of her stomach. The unmistakable arousal she felt in spite of their situation was far more troubling than anything else the Fade held. "Stop…" she whimpered, the only word she could summon.

The demon stopped Leliana, halting her movement before her ready mouth could make contact. It smirked, its eyes dark and sinister as it addressed the woman at its feet. "Demande-moi encore une fois, en Common." Leliana whined and tried to push forward, but the creature tightened its grasp on her thick red locks. "Maintenant."

Leliana nodded, never taking her sights off the prize in front of her. "Mistress… Can I please taste you?" The words struck Elissa like a blow, and a flood of memories poured into her head. How many times had Leliana said those words, those exact same words, to her in their tent? Then that soft red mouth would skim down over her stomach, perhaps up along her thighs before finally… finally…

A heavy pulse pounded between her legs, and she blinked, banishing the creeping edges of the fog before they could close in on her completely. This was the demon's fault. It was manipulating her, trying to distract her from the horror of what was really happening. She had to free herself and get Leliana out of here as soon as possible. "No," she repeated, her voice stronger this time. "That isn't Leliana. The real Leliana wouldn't want you. The real Leliana would be disgusted by you."

The demon's black eyes glittered at her. "Would she? I think not." She released the back of Leliana's head and stroked her cheek instead. "Lèche-moi, ma chatte. Show your Warden how eager you are to serve." Leliana dipped forward and extended her tongue, dragging it upwards in a long, slow swipe.