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Steve has an illogical dislike of you, for reasons you’re unsure of. But when you find yourself at the apartment he shares with Bucky, and your heat begins to present itself, it’s only a matter of time until Steve’s Alpha instincts take over.
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29 Dec 2024
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Slip of the Tongue by warpedlegacy (BECandCall)
Fandoms: Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dragon Age - All Media Types
21 Jun 2024
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Their "little race", they'd called it. While one tries to finish a work-related task, the other tries to finish them. And this time, it's Theresa Trevelyan's turn. (Or, how do you get two notorious workaholics to relax?)
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30 Nov 2024
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Just Once More by last_years_pizza
Fandoms: Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age - All Media Types
20 Jun 2024
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After a week of entertaining Orlesian nobles at the Winter Palace, Cullen locks the Inquisitor up in their guest quarters in Halamshiral for a day to take care of her. All she wants is for someone else to take control, to make all the decisions, and the Commander can certainly do that.
[This is a chapter from another work that I am posting as a standalone smutty oneshot just because]
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- Part 2 of Cullen/Inquisitor Trevelyan
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19 Nov 2024
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as you wish by full_ofstarlight
Fandoms: Dragon Age: Inquisition, Dragon Age (Video Games)
28 Oct 2024
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He’s midway through that speech right now when he feels a hand on his thigh. His words catch in his throat and he feigns a cough. When he glances down, Isadora is looking up at him, smiling sweetly with her eyes lowered every so demurely, as if she’s not inching her fingers towards his still hard cock.
He sucks in a breath.
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or, the inquisitor gives cullen an blowjob under his desk and he repays the flavoror, obligatory inquisitor x cullen desk sex fic
Bookmarked by ficsinthebushes
19 Nov 2024
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You will come back by Cheerysmores
Fandoms: Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age: Inquisition
08 Nov 2024
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He brushes her bottom lip. “Please, allow me this. To believe anything else would… I can’t.”
She nods against his shoulder but says nothing more. He watches her in his arms, making a memory of the way the candles flicker in her eyes. It’s not his favourite view of her, that belongs to the moments she’s resting above him, pink and smiling and lit like the divine by the sunlight spilling through the hole above his bed.
No candle could represent that. No candle will ever need to.
She leans up to murmur against his ear. “Will you come to my chambers tonight?”
He chuckles again, twisting to kiss her forehead. “The day I say no to that question is the day I’ve been kicked in the head by one of the Inquisition’s horses.”
“I’ll bear that in mind.”
His mouth follows the pale branches of her vallaslin until it rests against her lips. There’s one prayer still warm on his tongue, one he’ll repeat again and again as if his devotion could will it into existence.
Maker, please. Don’t take her before me.
Bookmarked by ficsinthebushes
19 Nov 2024
