Hawke dropped herself onto Varric's bed, copious amounts of alcohol had lightened her otherwise dismal mood. They'd been outside, in the rain, tracking down bandits, since 6 o'clock this morning. The weather never let up the entire time they were out and they both came back to the tavern soaked to the bone, hungry, and wanted more than a few pints. Varric had been kind enough to let Hawke change into one of his shirts, and a pair of his pants as well. The shirt was baggy, and barely touched her hips, the pants, well, the pants were more like Capri's that swallowed her whole. Varric had gone downstairs as soon as he changed out of his wet clothes to get a couple of pints. They drank them, and a few more with their meal of a hearty stew, with mystery meat. Probably better not to question what exactly that mystery meat was.
"Hey Varric, come here..." Hawke propped herself up on her elbows and eyed the dwarf across the room. It might have been the boose, or it might have been the sexual tension that had built up over the past few years, his clothes hung off his body, or the way or it might have been the boose. It was probably the boose.
"Hm? Heh, whatever you say Hawke." He sauntered over to the bed. "What ya need?"
"You." She grabbed the dwarf and pulled him into bed before pressing her lips against his. His lips felt nice, rough and chapped yet yielding to her own. He brought his hands up and tangled them in Hawke's short black hair, and crushed his lips against hers.
Hawke parted her lips and trailed her tongue along his bottom lip,she silently begged him to let her inside, and give her permission to take this further. He flicked his own tongue out, and massaged his against hers, it spread a tingling warmth through Hawke's body, which settled low in her hips. She began to take his clothes off quickly, and ran her fingers through his chest hair as his shirt came off.
Varric chuckled and pulled away from the kiss. He trailed kisses down her neck, and paused to nip lightly, he enjoyed the way her hands rubbed over his chest, "No one can resist the chest hair." He breathed against her neck before he pulled the large shirt over her head. Varric brushed his lips along her collar bone, and grazed his teeth along it before he cupped her breasts and ghosted his thumbs across her nipples in slow small circles, drawing a low moan from Hawke.
She arched her back, and leaned into his hands as pleasure shot through her chest, down to her groin with each pass of his thumbs. Hawke fumbled with his pants for a moment before she managed to yank them down with his underwear. Her eyes swept over the dwarf's form, and lingered on his genitals. Her lips twitched in a smirk, he may not have exaggerated all that much when he described his endowment in those wild stories.
Hawke trailed a finger along his length, and traced a slow circle around the head of his member. A low sound emanated from Varric's throat as he began to swell from her touch. She gripped him at his base and gave him a squeeze before she drew her hand along him in a pumping motion, slowly at first, but she gained speed as sounds of pleasure escaped the dwarf.
Varric swatted her hand away once he was long and hard. It wouldn't do to finish like that. Not after waiting this long to actually go the distance. He planted a deep sloppy kiss on her before he trailed his hand down her smooth stomach to her groin and stroked her slit slowly. Hawke gasped and rolled her hips into his hand. He dipped a finger into her slowly and trailed it along her clitoris, he rubbed it in slow circles. Hawke bit her lip and a low moan escaped her throat, the pleasure built, and shot through her nether regions.
Varric chuckled at her growing moistness, and pushed a finger into her, and pumped it slowly as he continued to rub her clit with his thumb.
"A-aaah~ Varric please!" Hawke moaned, if he didn't stop teasing her soon she would take charge. She was ready for him and wanted him now.
"Please what, Hawke?" A smug smirk danced across his face. He added a second finger and stretched her open slowly, he wanted to be sure she was ready, and although she certainly seemed that way, he got a certain pleasure from listening to her gasps and moans, and now as she begged. He wanted nothing more then to give her what she wanted, but he needed to hear her say it.
"F-Fuck me! Please Varric!" She glared a bit at him as she writhed beneath him.
He chuckled. "As you wish Hawke." He moved his hand and rubbed himself against her opening before he pushed himself inside slowly. Fuck. She was tight, hot, and wet, he could cum right then.
Hawke gripped his shoulders and rolled her hips against him, his girth stretched her to her limit, she was glad he did all that prep work, she was sure if he hadn't been so attentive it would have hurt. He began to move, slow at first, gaining speed as he slid in and out of her. His hand went to her clit and rubbed it gently, he gripped her hip with his other hand tightly.
"Varric oohh! Yes~! Harder!" She rolled her hips in time with his thrusts, pleasure built and her lower abdomen tightened as she grew closer to orgasm. He complied eagerly, and began to pound into her harder, he rubbed her clit more roughly and quickly.
"H-Hawke! Fuck you're so tight!" He groaned loudly as she tightened on him suddenly, spasms overtook her as she yelled out her orgasm. He couldn't keep going as the look of unbridled pleasure sweeped over her face, and he thrust himself deep inside her before cumming as well. "A-aaah!!" He exclaimed and he gripped her hips hard.
He collapsed next to her and pulled out slowly. "We'll need to do that again." He mumbled tiredly.
"Agreed." Hawke replied, before she pulled him to her and spooned against his back. They would most certainly have to do it again, maybe even after they'd sobered up.
