I headcanon that Lavellan and Solas’ first time involved Lavellan screaming “by the Dread Wolf” as she came and Solas flipping out but cumming as soon as the last syllable is said, and he leaves Lavellan a mess all over her pussy
That moment when a dirty Bioware confession coincides soooo well with a smutty oneshot you wrote recently…
Elia lifts her hips eagerly, a wordless demand for more, and Solas slowly withdraws, then flexes his hips to meet her.
“More,” she begs. “I want more.”
He smiles despite the bittersweet ache in his chest. He withdraws slowly, taking her yearning whimper along with him. “Patience, Inquisitor. We have all night, do we not?”
She gasps out a pleading whine as he slowly gives her his cock again. “Yes, but…” She breaks off breathlessly as he pulls out of her heat, then pauses teasingly.
She arches her back and whines with frustration. “Damn it, Solas, Fen’Harel take you!” she cries, and his heart almost stops.
It’s a foolish Dalish curse, nothing more, and he must react as such. He forces himself to breathe normally, then pulls away slightly from her embrace and slowly thrusts into her. He lowers his mouth to her ear. “Am I so terrible, that the Dread Wolf should steal me from your grasp?”
She shakes her head furiously, her hips sinuously rising up to meet his cock. “No,” she gasps. “Not terrible. You could never be terrible. You’re… I… Solas, I…”
She trails off and bites her lip, her eyes feverish with a feeling that’s deeper than simple lust. Her marked left hand grips his neck, and his feeble attempt at lightheartedness quails. She’s wrong: he is terrible, no matter that he never meant to be. He’s made choices that have torn the world apart, and the choice he’s making now will tear something just as infinitely precious. But as he gazes at the unshielded adoration in her eyes, as he feels his heart pounding and the burn of undeniable emotion at the back of his throat, he can’t bring himself to regret this.
This joining, this entanglement of souls and spirits, it cannot last. He knew that from the moment she first kissed him in the Fade. But Elia is real, the only real thing he’s encountered in this world, and he knows without a doubt that he’ll cherish her for every moment that this finite world can provide.
Finally he gives her what she’s begging for: he drives into her with every ounce of conviction in his heart.
The Sharper Edge of Love: Romance, Sex, and Fanfic 