Play nice

Neria slowly came to, giving her eyes a moment to adjust. She felt very stiff, and wasn't quite sure what was going on. Looking up, she saw Leliana and smiled. She tried to reach up to touch the woman's face, and immediately remembered what had happened. Neria was still tied up, and Leliana was looking quite smug about it.

"I can't believe you just left me like this! What if the darkspawn came back while I was tied up?"

"Two swift cuts with my dagger, and you'd be free before you could even react."

"But I'd be fighting naked!"

"Well, since you mages are basically fighting naked anyway..."

"I'm not one of your servants to be toyed with! Let me go immediately, you worthless human slut!"

Neria was trembling with anger at this point, but quickly turned away in shame from her own outburst. Leliana was taken aback for a moment. Only one word had actually hurt her, 'worthless'. She reached down and stroked Neria's cheek.

"You're scared." Neria nodded, still avoiding eye contact. Leliana added, "You always react this way when you're scared."

"Look at me. I'm naked and tied up; of course I'm scared. I don't even know how long I was unconscious."

"It was only a few minutes. I was here the whole time. And believe me, I am looking at you."

Neria's eyes widened. Blushing furiously, she turned her head to look at Leliana again. Leliana began singing in response. It wasn't the song Neria was used to. Instead, it was a captivating song. The elf couldn't make herself look away. As they looked into each others eyes, Leliana's voice made Neria's heart beat faster. She felt a rush of adrenaline, her breaths quickening. She leaned up as far as she could, craning her neck. Leliana, placed a finger under Neria's chin, her voice softening as she brought the song to a close. With the last line, she came closer and closer to Neria's lips, to the point that they were almost brushing at the last word.

"I love you," Neria whispered.

"I love you, too."

As their lips met, Leliana began removing her clothes. She did so with haste, needing some attention from Neria by now. Breathing heavily, she broke the kiss and brought her nipple up to Neria's mouth. It wasn't long before she proved too impatient to let Neria spend very long on her breasts. The quick fluttering of the elf's tongue only increased her desire. She crawled up and knelt over Neria's face, grabbing the back of her head. Neria began licking slowly, like she had learned from Leliana, but Leliana was having none of it.

"Faster," she moaned. Neria felt she had little choice in the matter and picked up the pace. Leliana moaned in approval, "Faster, Faster! Ahhh! Neria!"

Leliana bucked her hips, pressing herself against Neria's face. Neria was licking as fast as she could, doing her best to please the girl above her. She sensed Leliana's orgasm approaching and stopped for a couple of seconds. Leliana gasped and looked down. Neria immediately resumed licking as fast as she could, giving her lover an explosive orgasm. She smiled as Leliana rolled off of her. It was a trick she had managed to pick up, and it worked every time. Leliana untied Neria, who immediately began to try to work the stiffness out of her limbs. She looked over and smiled at Leliana, who was trying to roll up the rope neatly. She rolled over on top of the human with a smile.

"My turn," she said, taking the rope from her.

"I thought you'd never ask," Leliana replied.

Neria didn't have the patience or creativity to do anything complicated with the ropes. She simply tied Leliana's hands together with one of them and pushed them over the human's head. She touched Leliana's wet pussy softly, resting her hand over it. She began to rub as slowly as she could manage, looking into her captive's eyes. Leliana struggled to meet her gaze, squirming beneath her. Eventually, she sped up a little bit. She was still rubbing rather slowly, but she wanted to bring Leliana to orgasm. Leliana squirmed in frustration, not used to Neria taking her time like this. Within a few minutes, she was writhing in pleasure. Neria stopped rubbing abruptly and pushed two fingers inside of Leliana's wet pussy. She stoped, watching her reaction.

"Please!"

Neria cocked her head, raising an eyebrow, "Oh? Is that what you want me to do when you do this to me; beg?" Leliana silently looked down at Neria's fingers, her mouth slightly agape. After waiting a moment for a response, Neria added, "We're not going to continue until I get an answer out of you, you know."

"Yes! That's what I want!"

Neria smiled and lowered her head, trying her best to mimic what Leliana had done to her before. After all, everything she knew about sex, she learned from Leliana. Her slow, teasing fingers and tongue produced the reaction she was looking for. Still, even with the human writhing and moaning beneath her, she felt out of her element being in control like this. She was constantly worried about doing something wrong, so much so that she trembled slightly. Neria was concentrating more than she probably should have needed to, scared to death for no good reason. This is why she normally didn't go as slow as she was now; she wasn't confident in her ability to please Leliana.

However, Neria's lack of experience was the last thing on Leliana's mind. She couldn't stand how slowly Neria was going. It was driving her up a wall. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore.

"Neria, faster! Please!"

Neria picked up the pace, going faster with each flick of her tongue, until she was licking as fast as she could. She didn't finger Leliana quite as fast for fear of hurting her. Leliana bucked wildly, gasping and arching her back. A soft moan escaped her lips, despite her efforts to withhold it. Had she screamed as much as she wanted to, she would have certainly awoken the whole camp. When she calmed down, she looked up at Neria. Neria immediately made to untie her, fumbling the simple knot as she did. As soon as Leliana's wrists were free, she laid next to her.

"Neria, you're trembling! Are you okay?"

Neria clung to Leliana's arm and replied, "You're my first."

Leliana opened her mouth, but the words didn't come to her immediately. She thought for a moment and said, "But I didn't tear your-"

"I did that to myself. I was young and stupid and nobody taught me anything about sex at the Circle. I did it to myself when I was masturbating."

"Then I am honored that you would find me worthy of your first time. I hope I live up to your expectations, my sweet."

Neria was at a loss for words. She realized she never told Leliana what a truly mind blowing experience she thought it was when they made love. For that matter, they never really talked about sex at all. She knew this was her own fault for being too shy to say anything. Summoning her courage, she finally said what she had known for some time now.

"After being with you, I don't ever want to be with someone else. Even if it frightens me sometimes, like tonight."

"I'm sorry, my dear. I suppose I'm a bit of a mean drunk."

"No, that's not what I meant. Being tied up is easy. I didn't have to do anything. After I accepted it, I even enjoyed it. Being under your control makes me feel safe. Being in control is what scares me."

Leliana knew precisely what she needed to do to calm Neria's nerves. With a smile, she rolled over on top of the elf and replied, "With me, you will learn everything about pleasing a woman; no matter how much we need to practice." Finally seeing a smile out of Neria she added, "In fact, I think I'll teach you something right now."

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When Neria awoke, she found herself in the warmth of Leliana's embrace. She didn't particularly want to get up, but she knew she couldn't keep the rest of her party waiting. She got dressed and got out of Leliana's tent, stretching and looking up at the sky. It was a nice, sunny day. They would make good time on the road if they got going now. When she turned around to wake Leliana, she found the rogue had vanished.

"You're right behind me, aren't you?" Neria said, not bothering to turn around.

"It's no fun when you're alert," Leliana replied, embracing her from behind.

"Oh, right. Maker help me, I've been accosted by a vicious criminal."

Leliana giggled and released her, moving to finish her preparations to leave. She was softly humming Neria's favorite song. Neria simply listened for a few moments, a feeling of warmth and bravery coming over her. Suddenly, she was compelled to ask something of the bard.

"Leliana, a request if I may. Sing that before we face the archdemon."

"If that will give you the courage you need, consider it done."

"Are you ready? We should go while it's still early."

"Of course. Let's make sure everyone else is ready as well."

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Night found Neria in a good mood. For once, she'd been attacked by neither assassins nor even darkspawn in her travels. It was a moment to savor, for she knew it couldn't last. Her companions seemed to be in good spirits as well. There still wasn't a cloud to be seen in the night sky. She felt a warm body press against her back and leaned into Leliana.

"Taken in by the stars, my love?" Leliana asked.

"I'm just cherishing the moment."

"Would you care to cherish a moment with me?"

"I would hope for more than a moment."

"Should I play nice, or..." Neria glanced to her left and saw the tip of a dagger out of the corner of her eye, It was resting along the side of her head, above her ear. "...Rough?"

As Leliana moved to push more of the dagger into view, she inadvertently lowered it slightly, nicking Neria's ear where it joined her head. It was only a small cut, but it was in entirely the wrong area. Neria yelped in pain and twisted free of Leliana. She turned and drew her staff, cupping her ear with her other hand.

"Human scum! I'll kill you!"

"N-Neria? I..."

Neria's teeth were bared. She glanced around at the camp, and saw she had managed to get everyone's attention. Sten placed his hand on the handle of his faithful sword. From his point of view, a lover's quarrel could easily turn deadly with these two as the lovers. But Neria backed down, sheathing her staff and walking off into the darkness. Leliana wanted to tell her to stay, that it was too dangerous to venture away from the camp alone. She didn't understand why Neria had reacted in such a way. Was the darkspawn blood taking a toll on her sanity already? That's when she smelled it. Blood. Focusing her eyes, she saw Neria sitting alone in the darkness, staring up at the sky with a hand on her ear.

Leliana feared that if she went to Neria so soon, it wouldn't end well. Instead, she went to the only other elf she knew.

"Zevran-"

"You wish to know why she reacted that way, yes? You don't know much about elves, do you?"

"No, I-"

"Then listen carefully, because next time she might make good on her threat. Elves have very sensitive ears. Some elves have a blood vessel close to the skin running along the back of the ear near the top. The Dalish do not, and I do not know why, but the important thing is that she most likely does. She's probably losing a lot of blood right now."

"Can you go to her? Maybe if another elf-"

"You ask me to comfort your girlfriend, and have the scruples to not take her to bed with me? This is a difficult task, for one as handsome as myself, but I will see what I can do."

"Still as modest as ever, I see." Leliana scowled.

"And that quality I take the most pride in!" Zevran replied, rummaging in his pack for bandages. He retrieved them, and walked over to Neria. Cautiously, he approached. He cleared his throat, standing a few feet behind her.

Neria turned briefly to see who it was, then faced forward again. "What do you want?" she asked, her tone sullen.

"I was hoping to bandage you up. You have a lot of blood running down your arm."

Neria looked down and saw the pool of blood gathering from the stream that was dripping off her elbow. She lowered her hand, seeing for the first time that her arm was bloody. Deciding it was safe to get closer, Zevran squatted by her side, carefully bandaging her ear. Though it stopped the bleeding, her ear was still throbbing.

"Did a human ever try to cut off your ears?" Neria asked, still not facing Zevran.

"I don't think she was trying to-"

"Did a human ever try to cut off your ears?"

"Yes... once, in the orphanage. Luckily, he was big and clumsy. I was small and quick. You know how ignorant humans can be. Maybe you should just let this slide, no? She already looks like someone stepped on her puppy, and I think you've been hurt a lot worse than this in battle." He sensed someone nearby and turned his head. Seeing Leliana he added, "Well, that's all I'm going to say."

Zevran stood up and walked away, leaving Leliana to try to make amends. She paused, looking at all the blood. She knew it was a mere nick, but judging by the bleeding, you'd think Neria had been stabbed. Somehow, she didn't think a simple apology would suffice this time. There was only one thing she thought she could fall back on in this situation. Slowly walking towards Neria, Leliana began to sing. It wasn't one Neria had heard before. This was a sad song, a song of regret and loss. Leliana poured her heart into it as she approached her wounded love.

At first, Neria stubbornly refused to allow the song to affect her. She had no desire to be manipulated. She felt cold towards Leliana now; as cold as the humans had treated her people, as cold as the templars had treated her fellow mages. Her heart held nothing but contempt. Leliana knelt on the ground behind Neria, putting her hands on the elf's shoulders. The pure emotion in the song began to melt Neria's heart. She went from contemptuous to emotionless to regretful, and finally, she closed her eyes. A familiar pain in her throat began to show itself. She turned to face the bard.

"Stop, please. I'll cry."

Only after saying this did she notice that tears had already streaked down Leliana's face.

"Come back to camp with me, please? At least let me clean you up."

Neria nodded and stood up, following Leliana back to her tent. Getting back into the light, it was clear that the mage had a significant amount of drying blood on her face and arm. They sat down and Leliana began to wipe away the blood with a damp cloth, rinsing it every now and then. When she got to Neria's face, she stopped at the cheek, afraid to go any higher. Neria suddenly spoke.

"Leliana, I'm-"

Leliana put a finger on Neria's lips and interrupted, "I'm the one who's sorry. You have nothing to apologize for, my love. I had no idea that would happen, and I didn't mean to cut your ear in the first place. If I had known, I wouldn't have had my dagger anywhere near it."

"I should tell you something. When I was a small child in Denerim, the humans treated our people like filth. One day a human was passing through. I don't know why he would want to, maybe it was just to spit on us. I was playing with one of my cousins and bumped into his leg. He took his sword and grabbed me by the ear, saying I needed to learn my place. He was going to cut my ear off, but something happened. It was the first time I had shown signs of being adept to magic. I don't even know for sure what happened. It couldn't have been a proper spell. All I remember was that there was a lot of blood. He was screaming and clutching his hand. Soon after, I was sent off to the Circle. I thought I was being punished for hurting him."

Leliana listened to Neria's story, and after a moment of silence replied, "I had no idea the elves of Ferelden were treated so horribly."

"You're an exception to my opinion of humans, Leliana. But sometimes..."

"I could never look down on you. I look up to you. You're the strongest woman I've ever met. You're leading the armies against a blight. And there is no one I'd rather follow."

"In some ways, I'm still vulnerable."

"You can always be fragile and tender with me to have the courage to be fearless in battle."

"It's that sort of reassurance that attracted me to you in the first place. You're an endless supply of insight and wonder. I'm blessed to be with you. You're especially beautiful when you blush."

"It's... the fire again!"

Neria leaned forward and their lips met. Leliana dropped the damp, bloody cloth she was using to clean Neria up in favor of embracing her love. Leliana placed her hand on Neria's right cheek, letting it slide upwards. Her fingertips dragged lightly over Neria's unharmed ear, making the elf gasp and throw her head back. It felt almost like small jolts of electricity coming from Leliana's fingers. Neria shuddered and squirmed, finally pushing Leliana onto her back. She straddled the bard's hips, taking a moment to catch her breath. Looking through her brow, she gave Leliana an evil grin.

"I want you," Neria panted.

"You have me."

"Why are you wearing so much armor? Get rid of it immediately!"

Leliana giggled and awkwardly began removing her armor. It was a bit difficult since Neria wouldn't let her get up to do it. Neria's magically imbued light armor came off rather quickly, leaving her naked over her human.

"Need some help?" Neria asked, reaching behind her for the clasps that fastened Leliana's armored skirt.

She saw Leliana reaching past around her knees awkwardly to try to pull her skirt down, and raised herself onto the balls of her feet. Leliana's arms took the shorter path, moving under Neria's shins to pull her skirt down. Neria seized the opportunity to kneel back down, pining Leliana's arms.

"Hey!" Leliana giggled, squirming.

"Oops. Well I guess that's what you get for playing with my ear. I wonder how sensitive human hears are."

"But- Oh!"

Neria had leaned in, grabbing Leliana's head and turning it, exposing an ear. She licked the outer edge up and down, dragging her tongue slowly and deliberately. Leliana squirmed helplessly, not really able to move her upper body. Her exposed nipples stiffened, and their breasts met. Leliana moaned as Neria's tongue found it's way around her ear, now venturing away from the outer edge. Neria released Leliana's arms and moved lower, kissing down her neck, then between her breasts. Leliana hugged the elf's head, moaning softly. Neria's mouth moved to Leliana's breast, then to her erect nipple. Neria whimpered, but didn't stop when Leliana put pressure on her wounded ear. Leliana let her right hand drop to her side to avoid hurting her elf again. Sighs of pleasure filled the tent as Neria's attention remained fixated on Leliana's breasts.

Their difference in hight suddenly occured to Leliana. She reached between Neria's legs and was able to reach her wetness easily. The elf moaned sharply into Leliana's nipple, her eyes widening. Neria moved away from Leliana's breasts, now face to face with her lover. Her hand drifted between Leliana's legs now, both girls rubbing in unison. Looking into each others eyes, they gasped and moaned softly, cooing in their embrace. Neria squeezed her eyes shut, lowering her head a bit. Climax was approaching for both of them. They both sped up a bit, each rocking against the other's hand. Leliana used her free hand to grab the back of Neria's head. They kissed deeply, moaning and writhing. As the waves of orgasm crashed over them, they screamed into each other's mouths; which thankfully served to muffle them significantly.

Leliana came down from her climax before Neria did. She watched the other girl buck and squirm, sucking her tongue and squealing. Eventually, Neria collapsed on top of Leliana. Once the bard had her tongue back, she spoke softly into Neria's ear.

"How can you come for such a long time?"

"I don't know," Neria panted, half moaning, "I guess I always have. It's longer with you, and I think it was longer when you tied me up. Maybe it's because I'm an elf. I would teach you if I could."

"Oh I'm quite content to watch you, my sweet. In fact, I want to do everything I can to extend it and make it even more intense for you."

"Anything for you. If it pleases you for me to lose control, I will."

"I still want more."

"Take me."