Chapter 1: Introduction
Sera chewed on her lip, thinking. She didn’t much like it, she preferred doing but this was important.
On the one hand, it probably wasn’t ‘appropriate’ and ‘proper’ for her to approach the Inquisitor and ask for sex. After all, she was both an elf and a former street urchin who couldn’t spell the word appropriate if her life depended on it. But on the other, she’d seen the way Nuala looked at her, the way the Quanri’s eyes ran over her body, lingered on her clothes’ fastenings. Those were bedroom eyes if Sera had ever seen them.
“Fuck it,” Sera muttered. “Like whatshisface always says, you miss all the takes you don’t shoot.”
Her mind made up, Sera began climbing the stone steps up to the Inquisitor’s quarters. The flight of stairs seemed endless but she barely noticed, lost in fantasies of seeing Nuala’s clothes hit the floor one by one. Sera had never seen a naked Qunari before. Indeed, before meeting Nuala, she’d never seen a Qunari period. Sera had immediately been struck by Nuala’s physique: Her towering height, the way her muscles caught the light, how her breasts strained against the fabric of her clothing as if trying to escape confinement.
Sera was so caught up in her imaginings that she almost crashed face-first into the Inquisitor’s door. She caught herself just in time then paused in a rare moment of uncertainty, wondering how best to proceed. After a moment, she put an ear to the thick oaken door, praying to Andraste that she didn’t hear the sounds of Nuala having sex with someone else. Nothing.
Sera licked her lips then tentatively knocked on the door. When there was no response, she knocked again, louder. Still nothing.
She wavered for a moment then shrugged. “I’ve come this far. No sense backing out now.”
So saying, she pulled out of her lockpicks and set to work. To her surprise, the lock clicked open in a matter of seconds. Sera chuckled. “Her ladyship needs a better lock. Or maybe that’s her way of inviting me in.”
Sera’s eyes immediately fell on the Inquisitor’s bed. It was a mammoth construction that could probably host an orgy with room to spare but, unfortunately, it was currently empty.
Sera let out a sigh of disappointment. She'd been hoping to find Nuala already naked and waiting for her. Oh well, she thought, I can wait.
Sera sat down on a luxurious chair that was so large her feet dangled off the floor, tapping her fingers impatiently, her eyes locked on the door that remained stubbornly shut.
She couldn't believe she was actually waiting for someone. Who would have thought?
“Come on, come on,” she muttered. “I’m right here, Lady Fancy-Pants. Here and ready for lovemaking.”
After about thirty seconds, Sera bounded to her feet and began pacing. More to give herself something to do than anything, she began reviewing the checklist she’d made for herself. Not only had she taken a bath, she’d used some sort of fancy shampoo taken from some rich prick’s bathroom, combed her hair, useless as this had been as it seemed to have a mind of its own, shaved and waxed her pussy…everything she could think of to make herself as presentable as possible. The only problem was that Nuala stubbornly refused to show.
Sera suppressed a groan of frustration. “This is what I get for planning,” she said out loud. “If I’d just done what I usually do, if I’d jumped in with both feet to see what happened, Nuala and I’d be naked and in bed right now. Or on the floor. I’m not fussy, especially for someone like her.”
She forced herself to sit down again and take several deep, calming breaths. “Relax,” she told herself. “Relax. She’s well worth the wait.”
Sera managed to remain still for an entire minute before she was on her feet again, pacing, her eyes locked on the door that remained stubbornly, infuriatingly shut.
Sera strode up to it and pulled it open a crack, peering down the stone steps, hoping to see a certain Qunari making her way up them. Nothing.
With a groan of frustration, Sera slammed the door shut and returned to the chair. She was up again momentarily and took another peek. Her heart leapt.
She could see Nuala making her way up the stairs, a stack of parchments in her hands. Sera quickly ducked back into the room and sat down on the chair, her heart pounding in her chest.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. It wouldn't do to seem too eager.
Nuala entered the room, looking tired but still commanding in her presence. Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw Sera.
"Sera," she said, her voice a low rumble. "What are you doing here?"
Sera grinned, trying to act nonchalant. "Oh, you know, just waiting for you. Thought we could have a little chat."
She rose to her feet and strode over to the Qunari. A shiver ran down her spine