Something in the Water 1

Greetings to one and all!

I hope you missed me XD

This idea has been plaguing me for a while so I thought, 'ah might as well do it, if its crap then we'll know' so here it is.

Don't worry people this won't be a super duper long story like my other ones, so if I can keep it right then it should be less than normal, 10 if I go super crazy. If not… well I have no clue what I'll do.

Please enjoy and review! Xx

Sol swallowed heavily as he looked at the Knight Commander sitting at her desk. She appeared to be reading something that annoyed her by her, but he could feel her attentions firmly on him.

"So… um… how may I help you K-Knight Commander?" Sol asked nervously as he stood in the office of the glowering Templar. Meredith looked up from her paper, before she looked past him at the closed door. Sol began to feel more nervous with each second that passed.

"I want you to make me a potion." Meredith glared at the mage who nodded carefully.

"Yes Ma'am… what sort of potion do you want?"

"I want something to help the mages develop further. Lyrium is an obvious choice, but it needs to draw out their power. It will let us know if they are capable of handling more powerful forms of magic or if they pose a danger to the order in the future. I will not allow possible Abominations to stay under the protection of the Circle." Meredith said and Sol had to make a conscious effort not to scoff and roll his eyes at her.

Meredith looked at the closed door again, listening for Orsino coming back from his classes, with his guards of course. She would be damned if he was allowed to run rampant around her territory.

"Oh… that will be fine." Sol breathed a heavy sigh of relief. When the Templar recruits had come to his stall and said the Knight Commander had summoned him and brought him inside, he had feared for the worst when he was shoved into the Knight Commander's office.

But so far so good.

"I expect it to be ready soon. I want this potion to draw out the magic of any who drink it. And make it very concentrated, so the Templars have to dilute it. It needs to be extremely potent. And I expect it by this evening."

"May I ask what purpose will this serve the city?" Sol was silenced by the icy stare of the Templar.

"No. You may not." Meredith growled. "Now go."

Sol nodded and quickly hurried away from the Templars office, anxious to get away from her.

What in the Void was that all about?

Hawke rolled over in her bed, about to plant a kiss on her lover's lips, but was met with a pillow in his place. Hawke sighed and looked up, pushing herself just off the mattress. The fire in her room was still blazing so he shouldn't have been gone for too long. Hawke sighed as she eventually won her battle against the urge to return to the warm embrace of her bed. She stood and stretched with a grunt, feeling the warm carpet between her toes.

She felt a chill as she looked in the mirror at her naked form. She scoffed loudly as she saw the numerous love bites along her neck and some on her breasts. There were also a few bruises along her hips from when Fenris had been too rough in their lovemaking.

"Daft elf." Hawke laughed to herself. Fenris had been staying over more and more recently. They would make their way back from the Hanged Man, have dinner, maybe split a bottle of wine, and then they would make love. Hawke tried not to giggle to herself as she realised that they did it every night.

Often more than once.

She rolled her eyes at the thought before she hastily pulled on her armour and bounded happily down the stairs.

"Good Morning Messere!" Bodhan smiled at her and Hawke grinned.

"Hello Bodhan. Did Fenris come through here?" Hawke asked and watched the dwarf nod with a sly smile.

"Why, yes he did Messere. He said he was going to the Chantry. I believe he wished to speak to Messere Sebastian." Bodhan said and Hawke nodded her thanks to the dwarf with a smile. "Oh and Messere, the Knight Commander sent another letter this morning. I believe you haven't yet respond to her last two letters. She appears to be growing impatient. " The dwarf said and Hawke shrugged.

"Ah, just leave it. What's she gonna do?"

"CHAMPION!" Meredith screamed as she stormed through Hightown. The Templar barely registered Knight Captain Cullen following after her with a few other Templars in tow. That rouge was in some serious trouble when she found her. Meredith's cold eyes scanned the grounds before the Viscounts Keep before she stormed in the direction of the Chantry in search of the biggest thorn in her side since Orsino.

Serah Hawke.

Champion of Kirkwall.

Meredith was regetting giving that blasted rouge that title more and more as every day went past. She had known of her for years and had been keeping tabs on the rouge. Cullen had said something about her harbouring an Apostate, a sister apparently, but according to her Templars the sister had been killed in the Champion's expedition to the Deep Roads. But it didn't matter to her, the Champion was on her agenda now.

Meredith spotted the rouge sitting on the steps of the Chantry speaking to a dwarf, the Chantry Prince and the male elf she had with her constantly. Meredith narrowed her eyes and shouted again, watching a few nobles jump at the sound of her shrill voice. The Champion just looked away from her elven companion and raised a red eyebrow at the Templar.

"Meredith! Lovely weather we're having, wouldn't you agree?" Hawke watched Meredith snarl as she stopped a few feet away from the steps on which they sat.

"Do not speak to me of such trivial matters!" Meredith snapped and Hawke laughed before the Templar could continue her rant.

"Oh come on! We have beautiful weather in Kirkwall. The sun's always shining, gentle breezes, you know I can't even remember a time when it rained." Hawke turned to Fenris who smirked at her.

"Last Tuesday when we were up the Wounded Coast." The Tevinter smiled and Hawke shrugged.

"Hey, I don't even remember breakfast. How am I supposed to keep track of the weather?"

"You could make a chart." Varric offered helpfully.

"Oh yeah! And maybe I could get it in the news." Hawke grinned at the dwarf who chuckled.

"Why not go further? Make your own paper! Get some orphans to distribute it."

"Brilliant. How about 'The Daily Hawk'? I think that has a nice ring to it." Hawke grinned at her companions and Sebastian laughed gently.

"More like Squawk, because you never fail to shut your mouth." The Exiled Prince laughed while Hawke gasped.

"Trust me that is not a bad thing." Fenris smirked as Hawke playfully kicked him as their group laughed.

"You are such a pervert!"

"As you have said; it takes one to know one." Fenris raised an eyebrow playfully at the rouge who laughed before a heavy snarl brought their attention back to the raging Templar. Meredith's eyes were narrowed with hate, her nostrils were flaring and Hawke could practically see the steam coming out of the woman's ears.

"Champion…" Meredith said through gritted teeth. The rouge was obviously testing her. She took a deep breath before she spoke more calmly this time. "I recall I sent you a letter."

"Yeeeeeeeeees?" Hawke wanted to provoke the Templar more.

"You never responded to it." Meredith sighed.

"Oh yeah. I remember your most recent letter simply said 'come to the Gallows or else'." Hawke mocked ignoring the chuckles of her companions.

"So you did receive my letter, you just chose not to respond." Meredith glared down at the red head who smirked.

"No I think you'll find I have."

"Explain yourself." Meredith snarled at the chirpy redhead.

"You said to come and see you 'or else', and this is the else. You are coming to see me. I don't think it's really fair I'm the one trudging back and forth for your convenience. You should come by my house some time. Stay for tea and cake." Hawke laughed and Meredith saw red. She reached for the rouge and grabbed her by the throat, ignoring the gasps of the crowd that had gathered.

"Listen very carefully, Hawke, for I will not repeat myself. When I give you an order, you follow it." Meredith glared into the rouge's defiant blue eyes.

"I don't think so, Knight Commander. You have no power over me." Hawke smiled as Meredith shouted at her.

"I am Knight Commander of Kirkwall! I will not be ignored!" She snarled

"Meredith." Hawke raised an annoyingly perfect eyebrow at the Templar, who snarled before her eyed widened. Meredith looked down to see a dagger pointed at her, with its tip at the weakest point at her armour. "Try me."

Meredith looked around to see her companions with their weapons drawn pointed at her. She glanced at Cullen who was watching this unfold and the Templar scowled before she dropped the rouge. Hawke fell back a little, but was steadied by Fenris' arms around her waist. She sent him a soft smile before she turned her attentions back to the Templar.

"I didn't quite care for that, Knight Commander." Hawke grinned back at the reddening Templar.

"This. Isn't. Over." Meredith growled and stomped off in the direction of the Gallows.

Hawke stuck her tongue out at the Templar's back while she pulled her bottom right eyelid down as she watched the woman leave. Fenris sighed before he stroked her hair affectionately.

"Are you hurt, Hawke?" Fenris said soothingly and Hawke smiled as she turned her head to face his.

"Yeah I'm fine. Great catch by the way." He chuckled gently as he leant his forehead against hers.

"I will always catch you Hawke."

"Alright, alright, enough of this lovey dovey shit. It's making my stomach churn." Varric laughed as he stepped between the pair, pushing them away from each other, much to Fenris' annoyance.

"I'm sorry, have we offended you Ser Dwarf?" Hawke grinned as Varric rubbed his knuckles on his coat.

"You have. I shall not be a part of this. Too sweet. Come on Choirboy, let's leave these two alone." Sebastian sighed before turning to Fenris.

"I shall see you both at the Hanged Man later." The archer rolled his eyes as he followed the dwarf. Hawke smiled and turned back to Fenris.

"You know I missed you this morning." Hawke smirked playfully at the elf who sighed.

"I apologise. I had to see Sebastian and unfortunately the dwarf."

"About?" Hawke prodded with a smile.

"Never you mind."

"Oh come on. What's so important that you would rather speak to Sebastian and Varric than have morning sex with me?" Hawke winked at him. He rolled his eyes before he smiled as she laughed. "Well I was upset I didn't get the usual… morning experience. But I'm willing for you to make it up to me now." Hawke said as seductively as she could manage. Fenris chuckled and Hawke felt a shiver of desire run through her.

"Well it's a good thing my home is closer." Fenris said playfully before he saw her sigh. "What?"

"You still think of it as your home. We've been practically living together for months." Hawke ran a hand through her hair with a sigh.

"Hawke we've been over this. It is not my home. I do not belong there." Fenris crossed his arms and watched his lover sigh.

"No you belong with me. You said it yourself. So what do you want us to move into that crumbling death trap you call a mansion?" Hawke heard the condescending tone in her voice, but she didn't care, this needed to be sorted.

"No. I just… I want my own space." Fenris sighed and waited for Hawke's response. Knowing her it would be something witty or crude that they would fight about for the next few-

"Fine." Hawke shrugged nonchalantly and Fenris was sure his jaw had landed in the Deep Roads.

"Are… Are you sure?" He asked in disbelief and she nodded.

"Sure. You need your own space. I'll just go back to my home and have a hot bath." Hawke smiled wickedly and Fenris felt his eyes narrow at her. "I'll need to use that new washcloth and get it all soapy and hot, as I drag it across my hot skin, rubbing and squeezing all the water all over my naked, wet body…" Hawke closed her eyes and moaned breathlessly.

Fenris growled and walked forward grabbing her hand and dragging her with him.

"Where are we going?" Hawke couldn't keep the laugh from her voice.

"To have that bath."

Meredith smiled darkly as she looked at the round vial of black liquid in her hand. Sol had worked quickly, due to the constant Templar presence at his stall. She looked around at the setting sun over the heights of Sundermount, before she turned back to the few Templars she had chosen to accompany her. Sol stood shakily behind her as Meredith entered the cave just ahead of them.

Meredith lit a torch and made her way through the wet cave. She was gripping the vial tightly as they walked further into the cave.

"Mage." Meredith said simply, watching as Sol came forward fearfully. "Lead me to the main water source. If this is to work it needs to be given to as many people as possible." Sol nodded shakily as he took the lead, aware of the way the Templar's hands lingered on their weapons.

Sol walked hastily through the damp cave, listening to the steady drip of water falling from the roof of the cave. He was growing more and more concerned about Meredith's intentions the closer they got to the waterfall.

This was becoming more and more unnerving.

He stopped just as the main source of all Kirkwall's water was revealed to them. They were in a large cavern that went almost straight down. A large waterfall inside Sundermount that split further down into water ways that went down the numerous tunnels inside the mountain before they exited into rivers and lakes and the Waking Sea around the city.

Sol stopped and watched Meredith watch to the edge of the cavern, as she looked down into the dark cavern. The senior Templar smirked to herself before she popped the cork on the potion that Sol had just finished a few hours ago. He had been locked in a room with three other Senior Enchanters for the past few hours, not getting any food or water until they had perfected this potion for the Knight Commander.

He swallowed as she looked at the black liquid before she turned to him, and motioned for him to stand next to her. Sol swallowed unconsciously before he moved to stand next to her. He looked down into the vast cavern before Meredith spoke suddenly.

"I appreciate you doing this for me, Mage." Meredith looked at the bottle again with her usual sadistic smile. "I want this potion to bring out the magic in Kirkwall. Literally." Merdith smiled and Sol felt his eyes widen.

"What?"

"This will bring out the magical potential of any who drink it. You just gave me the key to bringing down the Champion." Meredith laughed as she poured the vial into the water.

"No!" Sol tried to grab her hand and stop her from infecting Kirkwall more, but she pushed him back easily, and the mage stumbled behind her. He grunted as he hit the ground painfully, the sharp rocks scraping the skin on his hands and face. Sol looked up while he was trying to summon a spell, any spell would do in this situation.

The Templar recruits drained his magika before he even had the chance to respond. The vial emptied as the last drop of the potion mixed itself into Kirkwalls water supply and Meredith turned and walked back to Sol. He looked up helplessly as she grabbed him by his collar and dragged him to the edge of the cliff.

"Thank you for your cooperation. But unfortunately I cannot keep you alive. The other mages have already been killed." Meredith pulled Sol up so he was dangling off the edge. He gripped her hand in a futile attempt to stop her.

"T-The Champion will stop you." Sol squeaked out.

"No. She will not." Meredith smirked as she let go of the mage's collar. Sol screamed as he disappeared from the Knight Commander's vision, blocked by water and rock. Meredith smirked to herself before she turned back to the Templars. "Let's go. We have work to do."

Hawke sipped her wine while she relaxed further into the warm bath water. She hummed when she saw Fenris enter the small wash room. The Tevinter elf leaned on the door frame and raked his eyes over his lover in the bath. Her long red hair was tied in a bun and he looked at the stray red lock of hair that framed her face.

"You just going to stand there all day? Because this water is going to get cold." Hawke said playfully as she placed her wine glass on the small table beside the bath.

"I don't know. The view is certainly enjoyable…" Fenris smirked as she lifted a long pale leg out of the bath, watching the water run slowly off her long leg. The droplets dripped back into the tub, creating small ripples through the water.

"I'm glad you're like it." Hawke smiled and watched as he unbuckled his gauntlets and slowly unbuckled his chest plate, his gaze locked with hers all the time. He carefully placed them on the side table before he walked behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders.

"You seem tense my love. Did Meredith hurt you?" Fenris rubbed her shoulders sensually and couldn't help the masculine smirk plastering itself on his face as she moaned at the small touch.

"Like that old boot could really hurt me." Hawke leant into his touch and let her head fall back against the back of the bath.

"Still. I was two seconds away from tearing her heart out for touching you like that. Your body deserves to be treated better. Worshiped even." Fenris dipped his head down and placed an open mouthed kiss on her long pale neck. Hawke hummed sensually as he continued to massage her shoulders. "Meredith shall not harm you, my Hawke. Not while I draw breath."

"Fenris, stop talking about that bitch. I mean I love your voice because it's super sexy, but Maker, I know you can think of a better topic." Hawke smiled as she felt him kneel down next to her. He kissed her ear gently and Hawke could practically feel his smirk.

"Well, I could tell you something interesting." Fenris smiled as his hands drifted from her shoulders to her biceps.

"I'm listening." Hawke smiled as he rubbed her arms softly. Placing kisses on her shoulder and neck he chuckled softly, feeling the shiver run through her.

"I heard that the mighty Champion of Kirkwall was feeling unsatisfied." Fenris moved his hands around to her front and gently toyed with her breasts. Hawke gasped as he gently squeezed one while he teased the nipple on the other, as he kissed her neck.

"So I've heard. And how would you suggest we remedy that?" Hawke turned and looked at him with hooded eyes, and Fenris could see the lust within them.

"Well, while I am not a trained medic, I prescribe a good hard fucking." Fenris bit her earlobe with a growl. Hawke kissed his nose playfully.

"Hm… well that does seem like a fair method." Hawke grinned as he kissed her leisurely. She felt his tongue against her bottom lip, and she opened her mouth willingly to him. Fenris explored her mouth with his tongue while his hands teased her hardening nipples beneath the water level. Hawke moaned into his mouth and Fenris had to hold back the smirk at the sweet sound. Hawke pulled back slowly and looked into his desire filled eyes. "The water's nice… you should join me."

"Tempting…" Fenris smirked and slid of his straining leather breeches. He watched as her eyes widen as she took in the sight of his proud erection. He slid into the water, facing his lover with a smile as he relaxed into the warm water. "It appears you were right. This is quite enjoyable." Fenris smirked as he leant against the far side of the bath tub, closing his eyes and relaxing.

He felt the water shift and opened his eyes to see Hawke leant over him, her arms braced at the side of his hips. He kissed her slowly while he brought one hand up and placed it on her firm ass, squeezing gently. Hawke moaned gently and Fenris slipped his hand further down and felt that she was already soaking wet, and was more than ready for him. He pulled back and took in the view before him.

The mighty Champion of Kirkwall was hunched over him, naked and glistening from the water. The soft glow of the fire cascaded all over her pale skin, giving it a new glow. Her red hair was slowly coming loose of the bun and cascading down her neck. Hawke's bright blue eyes sparkled mischief and Fenris smiled as he traced the black tattoo framing her left eye.

"Maker's breath your beautiful." Fenris whispered and watched as she blushed gently.

"You are such a softie." Hawke smiled as he growled, sitting up a little more.

"I think you'll find nothing about me is soft. Especially right now." Fenris bit her neck playfully, and Hawke edged forward, positioning herself above him. Fenris grabbed her ass as she slid herself onto his erection with a gasp. He sunk his teeth in harder as her muscles clenched around him deliciously. Hawke moaned into his ear before she began to raise herself up, bracing her hands on either side of the bath.

Fenris raised his hips as she pushed herself back down onto him, listening to her gasp as he quickly found her g-spot. Hawke threw her head back in pleasure as she tried to move faster, slightly hindered by the water, desperate for more. More of him. She wanted to go faster, but Fenris was slowing her down with his rough grip on her ass.

"Fenris…" Hawke moaned and Fenris chuckled darkly.

"So close already?" He chuckled and kissed her jaw slowly. He thrust harder, ignoring how the water sloshed out of the tub. Hawke moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning more into him. Fenris moaned, wanting more and leant forward, before he stood up, receiving a gasp from his shocked lover, as she scrambled to wrap her legs around his slender waist. "Did I surprise you?" Fenris said and watched her mouth open to respond, but she was silenced with an aggressive thrust.

"Oh…" Hawke moaned as she gripped her lyrium elf tighter to her. "Fenris I swear to the Maker… Oh fuck there!" Hawke gasped loudly and Fenris smirked as he continued to pound into her. "If you drop me I will kill you." Hawke moaned and bit his ears roughly. He gasped and widened his stance to give them more support as he continued to thrust into her.

Fenris growled as she raked her nails down his back while her tight sex clenched around him. It was almost too much, but he could tell she was close. Fenris brought her mouth to his in a desperately passionate kiss. Their tongues battled for dominance before Hawke gasped as her orgasm hit unexpectedly. All of her muscles tensed as the overwhelming sense of euphoria overcame her. Fenris gasped as she dragged him over the edge to a pleasured oblivion with her.

It was only his years of training and stamina the kept his legs from giving out and plunging them into the lukewarm water. Fenris looked down to see his cum spilling out of her and dripping into the water below them. Fenris looked up into Hawke's pleasure filled eyes and smiled gently.

"I love you Hawke." Fenris said softly. He had said the words before, but the sensation of pride and love never wavered no matter how many times he said it.

"And I love you Fenris." Hawke said breathlessly.

Fenris slowly lowered her until her feet were touching the tub, but he still held her in a tight embrace. She leant her head on his chest and listened to his calm heartbeat. How could he be so calm while she was still trembling from their coupling? Fenris kissed the top of her head with a sigh.

"As much as I would love to stay and continue this. But I need to see the dwarf again." Fenris said and heard her sigh.

"Again? You were with them this morning." Hawke pulled back and ran her thumb over the lyrium of his neck. It didn't hurt when she touched him, in fact it was quite pleasurable. But she only did it when she was thinking something serious.

"I know. But I barely had time to speak with them this morning before you appeared."

"Why are you being so secretive? What's wrong?" Hawke asked and Fenris sighed.

"Nothing my love. It is just something that I need to get sorted." Fenris kissed her forehead lovingly and Hawke felt some of her anger melt away. "I promise I shall tell you soon." Fenris stepped out of the bath and Hawke sighed.

"Fine. But I better get awesome sex when you return."

"You always do Hawke. You always do." Fenris laughed and Hawke rolled her eyes at him.

"Smug bastard."

Varric sat grinning like a madman as he saw the elf come into the Tavern and made his way quickly up to the crowded table. He looked at their gathered companions before he turned to Varric.

"Dwarf. Do you have a moment?" Fenris tried to ask subtly, but Varric was determined to make the elf work for this. It was simply too good an opportunity to pass up.

"Of course elf. Pull up a chair." Varric chuckled to himself as he saw the elf's eyes narrowed at him.

"In private if you would." Fenris asked, ignoring Aveline's strange glance at him.

"What's wrong Fenris? Is something the matter?" The Captain asked with genuine concern and Fenris sighed.

"No Aveline. Thank you for your concern, but I just need to speak to Varric." Fenris turned back to the dwarf.

"I have no idea what you mean." Varric smirked.

"Dwarf." Fenris growled and Varric laughed and Sebastian smiled knowingly.

"Ok Varric, I think you have annoyed him enough for the moment. If we keep going he may kill us both." The archer nodded his understanding to the frustrated elf.

"Right ok! What is going on?" Isabela glared at the men who shrugged.

"None of your concern." Fenris glared before he turned to Varric. "Stop trying to make me angry. Do you have it or not?"

"I do, I do. No need to get your breeches in a twist." Varric stood and walked over to his bookshelf by his bed, aware of all of their companions watching him with confusion.

"Do I even want to know what's going on?" Anders sighed as he glared at Fenris, who just sent him a cold glare.

"Well Blondie, you probably don't want to know." Varric tossed a small item to Fenris, but Isabela caught it in the middle of the air, ignoring how Fenris growled and began to glow.

"Oh hush Fenny, I just wanna…look…" Isabela trailed off as she opened the small box and gasped, before she looked up at Fenris. "You're shitting me."

"What?" Aveline and Anders asked simultaneously and Isabela turned to box around. Inside was a slim golden band with three unusual gems dotted around the band.

"Oh my actual God! Does this mean what I think it does?" Isabela squealed and jumped with joy as Fenris snatched the box from her.

"Not a word, Wench." Fenris snared and Aveline stood up.

"Wait, let me see that ring." Aveline asked cautiously and Fenris reluctantly handed it to her. She looked at the three gems and watched with awe as they constantly shifted colours. "Is this…?"

"Yes. I believe it's a rare stone only found in the Ferelden Wilds. The dwarf tracked them down for me." Fenris blushed with a scowl as Isabela and Merrill awed him.

"Fenris… that's so sweet." Aveline cooed gently. She knew this stone but she could never recall the name. It was an old Ferelden stone that the Orlesians mined almost completely from the more accessible placed in the Wilds. It was very rare and very hard to come by. She remembered the wedding ring Wesley had given her had one of these stones in it, the fact Fenris had managed to get three must have cost him a fortune. Aveline was drawn out of her thoughts as Anders scoffed loudly.

"I can't believe you're going to ask Hawke to marry you." He glared at Fenris before they heard a sharp intake of break.

"You were going to ask me to marry you?" Hawke's shocked voice drifted from the door and Fenris turned away from the mage to look at his shocked lover.

"Um… Hello Hawke… um… lovely weather we're having?" Fenris stated and Varric face palmed himself.

"No. No. What… what did Anders mean?" Hawke looked around at her obviously uncomfortable companions.

"Venhedis." Fenris scowled at the floor before he glanced at Aveline. "May I have it back?" He asked but Aveline noted that his tone made it sound more like an order than a request. She handed it back to him and Fenris sighed glaring at the group. "Well… they already know… Hawke." Fenris took her walked over to her and took her hand, trying desperately to ignore the eyes on him.

"Fenris…"

"Hawke… I would like… would you… um … marry-" Fenris was thankfully stopped from embarrassing himself even further in front of their companions as Hawke jumped him, kissing him passionately. He gasped as she wrapped her legs effortlessly around his waist, while she slid her fingers through his silvery hair. Fenris completely ignored the cheers and one mumble of hatred behind him as he was still shocked by Hawke's, all be it pleasant, surprise attack.

"Yes! Oh Maker, Yes Fenris!" Hawke pulled away to shout ecstatically, before she showered his face in quick kisses. Fenris really had to suppress the urge to smile and his growing arousal at the closeness of their hips. Hawke pulled away and spoke quickly as she punctuated her sentences with kisses all over his face and jaw. "Oh Fenris! I thought you'd never ask! I was worried with the whole memories thing that you wouldn't do it! But you did! I will! I will marry you! I love you Fenris! I *hick*". Hawke stopped and pulled back before she hiccupped again.

Fenris finally heard the room laugh as Hawke's hiccups became more frequent. He forgot that when Hawke got over excited she got the hiccups, which he thought was absolutely adorable. Hawke untangled herself from his embrace all while hiccupping.

"Can I get *hick* some water please? *hick*" Hawke gasped while Isabela laughed handing her a pint of water, which Hawke downed quickly before she turned back to Fenris, who was still standing, shocked in the door way. "Sweetie,*hick* can you go get me some? I don't *hick* think its working." Hawke ignored his chuckle as he went to fetch more water.

"Oh Hawke!" Merrill hugged the rouge quickly and Isabela cheered loudly.

"Dibs on throwing the Bachelorette party." The pirate laughed and Hawke rolled her eyes.

"Congratulations Hawke." Sebastian smiled at her. "Fenris has already inquired about the Andrasetian Marriage rights. I have spoken to Elthina already, she is thrilled. So something can be sorted whenever you two decide on a date." The archer smiled as Hawke hiccupped again.

"Cocky bastard." Hawke smirked as Fenris returned with a few mugs of water. He leant forward and placed them in front of Hawke with a small smile. He was about to pull back, but Hawke caught the front of his armour and pulled him towards her in a searing kiss. The elf's eyes widened at her continuous open show of affection to him. She pulled away and smiled at him, pulling the shocked elf into the seat next to her. Hawke drank her water slowly and tried to ignore the smug, victorious look Fenris shot to the glowering mage in the corner.

"I can't believe this." Anders mumbled and Hawke raised an eyebrow.

"Come on Anders, no need to be jealous. Fenris isn't your type anyway." Hawke winked playfully at the mage who just glared. The rouge shrugged before she felt Fenris take her hand. She looked up at him, in time to see the elf place the ring around her finger almost fearful that she would change her mind. Hawke looked at the ring before she placed her hand on his cheek, ignoring the group. "I love you Fenris." Hawke said sincerely, and Fenris looked into those beautiful blue eyes before he smiled at her.

"And I you, Hawke." He smiled as she kissed him gently again.

"Oh for Makers sake!" Anders stood up, scraping his chair back loudly as he stormed from the room. Varric sighed before he turned to the pair.

"While Blondie is a little dramatic, all this lovey dovey shit is making me ill." Varric scoffed as Hawke rolled her eyes at him.

"Oh shut it Varric. If I want to kiss my fiancé I shall kiss him." Hawke giggled as she said it.

"So when are we thinking of a wedding?" Aveline playfully nudged the rouge who blushed.

"Well I don't *hick* GOD DAMN IT!" Hawke shouted as she downed more water and Fenris laughed softly.

"Careful Hawke. The dwarf says water is bad for you." Fenris smirked as Varric laughed.

"See the elf's catching on. I'd never touch the stuff, it'd bad for you." Varric watched as Hawke stopped drinking and looked down at the water. "Even you see it now."

"What's wrong Hawke?" Fenirs brushed the hair from her neck gently.

"This tastes funny." Hawke mumbled and Isabela took the pint of water from her, before taking a small drink.

"Yeah I taste it too. Maybe this was sitting out for a bit." The pirate shrugged and Hawke put the water down, not noticing the slight blue shimmer at the bottom of the mug.

"Ah well. At least my hiccups are gone." Hawke laughed and looked with a smile to Fenris. "So when's the wedding?"

"Whenever you want, Hawke." He kissed her forehead.

"And if I wanted it tonight?" Hawke asked playfully and he chuckled.

"Maybe after dinner."

Hawke laughed as she and Fenris exited the cheering tavern, grasping the elf's hand as she led the way out into the night air. She looked down at their joined hands and smiled as she looked at her engagement ring sweetly before she looked at him. Hawke smirked at the elf as the tavern door closed and she dragged him into the narrow alleyway just to the side of the building. Fenris raised an eyebrow at her before she shoved him against the wall and she crashed her soft pink lips into his. Fenris hummed gently as he gripped her firm ass, feeling her relax into his embrace. Hawke pulled away and licked his long ears, receiving a beautiful moan from the elf.

"Maker Fenris, this is so hot." Hawke moaned into his ears and he shuddered.

"Hawke… what's gotten into you?" Fenris said appreciatively.

"Hopefully you." Hawke bit his ears teasingly and Fenris chuckled. Hawke pulled away and dropped to her knees, unbuckling his leggings quickly. Fenris gasped and tried to stop her, but in honesty he was putting up little resistance.

"Hawke, you don't need to-" He began but she shushed him.

"You are so sweet, you know that? It must have taken you ages to find a ring like that." Hawke pulled his breeches down just enough to pull his slowly hardening length from its leather confinements. She took it gently in her hands and stroked him teasingly. "The fact that you tried to propose in front of everyone… that must have been difficult for you. This is the least I can do." Hawke watched him bite his lip as he hardened with each stroke of her hand.

"Hawke…" Fenris growled as she began to lick him slightly. He looked down to see that pink little tongue of hers follow the lyrium lines along his cock and he closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the wall. Hawke felt the lyrium sing to her touch in a strange new way. She had given him blowjobs before, and while she had enjoyed them, they never felt as pleasurable as this.

Maybe it was the fact that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her; that excited and aroused her to no end.

Hawke slipped him into her mouth running her tongue along the lyrium as she sucked him. Fenris was biting his lips to keep himself from moaning, ever aware of someone exiting the tavern and discovering the Champion of Kirkwall sucking him off. He heard a noise and looked down to see her opening up her blouse and his eyes widened.

"Hawke what are you…" He stopped himself as she pulled her breasts free and stopped sucking him. Hawke put her breasts on either side of his cock before she tit fucked him. He groaned as he felt her tongue lick his tip while her firm large breasts caressed his rock hard cock. Fenris felt his eyes rolled back into his head and he shot his seed over her face and tits. He breathed heavily as she licked herself clean.

Fenris felt his vision regain focus in enough time to see her looking at her ring appreciatively and he laughed.

"If I had known this would be your reaction, I would have proposed sooner." Fenris chuckled softly and Hawke looked up at him with a hazy smile.

"Damn right you should have."

Will the potion affect our hero's? Will Meredith have her revenge?

Tune in next time to find out!

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