Usual Disclaimer: I own nothing of Dragon Age, etc

Slash Alert: This story contains a M/M pairing, so if it's not your kind of thing, look away now.

M Alert: If you are not of legal age, close your eyes before you read any further.

Pairing: M!Cousland / Alistair + +

Notes: After not writing for another long period, and because of some gentle prodding about continuing, here's a second chapter to the story. Not quite what you'd expect though :)

Caught!

Unknown to the three Grey Wardens, the entire scene had been observed by one other.

Hidden in the bushes nearby, the watcher struggled to recover his breath even as he removed one hand, sticky with his own seed, from his pants. Careful not to attract any attention of the Wardens, the man cleaned himself on the vegetation nearby, straightened his clothes, and snuck away to return to his own part of the camp before anyone came looking for him.

Even as he walked, the man could not help but replay the entire scene that he had come across purely by accident while he was on his way over to look for Duncan –

The new Warden getting down and taking Alistair into his mouth, and the sounds they made;

The expressions on their faces as Duncan came round the corner and spotted them in the midst of their session;

And of the almost surrealistic image of Alistair, his hard length sticking straight up and shooting copious amounts of his seed high into the air after the younger Warden had hastily pulled away

– It had been too much for the watcher by then, who had climaxed into the hand that he had unconsciously wrapped around his own length as he had watched the scene unfold.

Even now, as he arrived back at his tent, it was almost more that he could handle, discreetly adjusting his renewed erection through the fabric of his pants as he stepped through the half-opened flaps.

The conversation that came after had been no less arousing –

"I'm just a little disappointed that you didn't think of asking me to join you."

– Hearing Duncan's words was as if his wildest fantasies had come through, and he had almost shot a second load right there.

Duncan was actually interested in such activities!

The man had to pause and calm himself down again at that thought. He just did not have the time to be masturbating again so soon. As he changed into his armour and prepared to face the day's activities once again, he made up his mind to keep a closer watch on the trio, and hoped that he would be able to catch them in action again.

There might just be the chance for me to get involved too.

As he stepped out of his tent humming a cheerful tune, the man smiled to himself and began devising a plan.

To be continued...

Notes: I wonder who this mysterious watcher is?

Add. Notes: As usual, reviews are greatly appreciated. The next part of the story will take some time to get written, but stay tuned! :)