Chapter 3 - The Seduction of Gamlen

Hello all! Chapter took longer than expected but also ended up longer than expected.

Chapter mostly featuring Gamlen and Isabela alone this time (no Merrill, Bethany or someone else).

Some warning before the start ; chapter contain some sort of NTR (toward a dead woman, so I can't really say if it count or not).

With that, Enjoy!

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The roles were reversed.

That’s what Isabela ended up realizing as she watched Gamlen leave the Hanged Man without a single look in her direction. He had noticed her. She knew he had. How could he not when she had spent the last hour with her eyes burning the back of his head while he was drinking? She probably ought to be more discreet about it – Varric had noticed her stare earlier – but she couldn’t help herself and she had already managed to deflect her friend’s curiosity with a joke to Gamlen’s expense.
The dwarf had bought it, thankfully, and he was gone, so he didn’t see her stand up and follow Gamlen when the man left.

Their roles were really reversed, she observed as she ended up being the one cornering him in a dark alley outside.

                - “Gamlen.” 

Gamlen actually jumped at the sound of her voice, swearing loudly.

Not so long ago… no, even two weeks ago, that would have made her laugh – and then she would have “apologized” for scaring him – but today, his nervosity around her only made her scowl.

Gamlen was never nervous around her, not since that month where he had shown his true face… and forced her to do the same. The only times he was somewhat anxious with her since then was when they played with fire and ended up almost getting caught during sex. Usually though that anxiousness turned into thrills and, most importantly, those thrills were something they were pursing themselves. Like three weeks ago, when she had given him a blowjob in the middle of the living-room of the Amell Estate, knowing Hawke was bound to come home sooner than later. Hawke had done just that, and she had been drinking his uncle’s cum as she welcomed him home with the Champion taking off his boots in the hall, unaware of what was happening right in the next room.
Back then, Gamlen had been unable to hide his glee. Now, he was looking around frantically, like she was some thug he hoped to escape or something like that.
… a thug with a cleavage he couldn't help but glance at when she crossed her arms under her breasts, lifting them up somewhat.

                - “I heard about your daughter.” She said and Gamlen grimaced.

Isabela wanted to do the same thing.

Charade. Gamlen’s surprise-secret-daughter which had suddenly showed up at Kirkwall and led Hawke into a weird goose chase for his uncle – while Isabela herself had stayed with that same uncle to “protect” him… and maybe her protection had brought her very close to her charge – before revealing her identity to a shocked Hawke and an even more shocked Gamlen.
Two weeks later and the poor girl was now living with her estranged and recently met father at the hovel he called a home. Since then, the man was bending over backwards to try to stay in her good graces… which was pretty much useless in Isabela’s eyes. Men like Gamlen couldn’t change, and Gamlen especially was never going to be a good father, seeing as being a good man was already pretty impossible for him.
Still, she had found it amusing watching him lie to himself like that… at least until he had started to neglect her. Indeed, the same man who couldn’t spend a day without seeking her out before was now avoiding her. Even now, as they were alone in the alley behind the Hanged Man, he was avoiding her gaze instead of bending her over the nearest barrel or crate and make her scream his name like he would usually have... and really should have.

Isabela was, to put it mildly, a bit miffed about it.

Still, the pirate tried not to show it when she took a step closer, bending a little forward to give him a full view of her cleavage while she said to him:

                - “It’s been a week… want to do it?”

Gamlen hesitated and Isabela narrowed her eyes. That’s what she was talking about.

Since he learned he had a daughter – with, apparently, the only woman who ever counted for him. "That’s what he said about her," Hawke had told her. She was still fuming about that since then – Gamlen had been distant, "trying to get his life in order," had said Hawke. Which apparently meant keeping her at a distance.
What a load of bullshit!
Honestly, it wasn’t really about Charade that Isabela was angry.

                - “So what? The daughter you had with the love of your life shows up and you finally decide to become a normal human being or something?

Isabela may have put an emphasis on the words “love of your life”, and Gamlen noticed.

                - “What? You’re jealous, Isabela?” He said but his tone lacked his usual bite.

Still, it had Isabela gritting her teeth because she was, in fact, jealous.

She hated to admit it, but she was jealous of this unknown woman – Mara-something – whose child was enough to get Gamlen to stop being such a cunt… and to stop him from fucking her. How could a woman long dead could affect him more than the living-one – the same one he spend his time calling the best – right in front of him, offering herself up like that?

                - “Sorry, Charade is my priority now.”

Isabela didn’t really hear what Gamlen said. What excuses he offered. She watched him walk away from her shamefully, nervously, like he had done something wrong. He had done something wrong alright, the pirate decided right then.
Gamlen had made her his with his big cock. He had blackmailed her and broken her until she was all but addicted to it, making her forget her pride, her conscience, her inhibitions, her freedom even! And after all that, he had decided to drop her just like that.
If he thought she was then going to let him get his life in order. He was very very wrong.

Time for the roles to be reversed.

For the first time in two weeks, Isabela smiled 

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Two days later, Isabela surprised Gamlen once again… but this time his reaction was quite different.

                - “Isabela, what are yo…?”

Gamlen stopped at the door and Isabela smiled to herself, knowing it wasn’t her presence in his home that had rendered him silent.

She had managed to convince Bethany to take him to the market today so she could surprise him at his home – and maybe try to tease him a little to arouse him during their shopping. Hawke’s sister hadn’t be too difficult to convince. Apparently, Gamlen had also taken to avoid her as well – Bethany had done so in the hopes of seeing everything return to normal – or at least as normal were things between Gamlen and them – with Isabela’s plan. 
Isabela was confident it would, especially when she heard Gamlen gulp.

Smiling smugly, Isabela looked away from the mirror facing the door – the one she had put there to enjoy his reaction in finding her in the middle of his living-room – and she turned around, giving him a full view of herself. 

                - “What… what are you wearing?” Gamlen asked, dumbly.

Isabela was wearing a dress. The kind which let her shoulders bare and was strapped to her chest and back, thinning up at the waist before puffing up and falling down the legs. This one, though, was rather tight around the legs and had been cut open to let appear a thigh in a sultry manner. Apart from that, the dress was rather modest, if not a perfect mix of tantalizing and elegant. Yet, on someone with Isabela’s curves, it looked positively obscene.
And Isabela herself knew it.

                - “I found it in your daughter’s closet. I believe it belonged to your lost-love, no?”

All but drooling, Gamlen could only nod.

                - “It’s not bad.” Isabela said, looking at herself in the mirror once more. “Although it’s a little small for me, especially at the chest, I couldn’t close all the laces, see?”

Gamlen could see. He could see the impossible cleavage that Isabela exposed, dressed like this, and it took him a herculean effort to break his gaze away from it.
He saw Isabela’s smirk and he gritted his teeth, having unpleasant flashbacks of a time that smile was always at his expense.

                - “And for who are you dressing up for?” He asked, noticing she even had her hair done.

It was nothing extravagant. A simple high bun kept in place with a pin, but for the pirate who so loved her hair to be free when she wasn’t simply wearing her bandana, it was already a lot. She clearly was showing off and he couldn’t help but feel smug about it. It was arousing to know a woman like Isabela was trying to entice him. 

                - “Still.” He thought. “It’s not enough to…”

                - “Hawke.” Isabela answered and Gamlen’s pride shattered. “He’s throwing another party tonight and I decided to make an effort.”

Gamlen gritted his teeth so hard he could almost hear his jaw grind.

                - “You’re going to the brat with a dress from my daughter?” He growled.

A dress he had conserved and given her as a gift. The only memento he had from Mara, the woman he had loved so much… and still lost.

                - “I don’t have dresses.” Isabela answered. “And I wasn’t going to borrow something from Bethany. It would be weird.”

Gamlen didn’t get to ask why exactly it would be weirder than wearing the dress of his lost-love as Isabela turned around once more and he noticed another thing that she had “borrowed”. Her shoulders were bare, and it enhanced the fact that her neck wasn’t. Forgoing her usual trinkets of gold, the pirate was now wearing a simple piece of jewelry. A necklace that Gamlen recognized instantly. 

                - “That necklace…”

                - “You recognize it?” Isabela said, maliciously.

Gamlen certainly did. The necklace itself was nothing much itself, some poor silver chain necklace – it probably wasn’t even silver – but the Gem at the end of it was something else entirely. 

The Gem of Keroshek. A gem with which he had a tumultuous relationship. It  had cost him Mara, the woman he loved, but also brought him back his daughter Charade. It was that same daughter which had gifted him that Gem he had searched for so long in his youth, a gift he had given back in a show of love. And now it was on Isabela’s neck, the Gem falling into her cleavage tantalizingly.
Two things he had obsessed over – still was if he was honest – brought together in one. He could hardly look away, as furious as he was.

                - “I gave it to my daughter!” He growled, his hands clenching in the air, wanting to grab something, perhaps that cleavage that now hide the Gem. “You stole it from her?”

                - “Borrowed.” Isabela corrected him, tracing the necklace with a finger that dipped into the valley of her breasts, drawing his scorching gaze. “Admit it, I wear it better.”

Her voice went low and inviting and Isabela drank Gamlen’s reactions to it. The man was fuming… no even worse, he was enraged, yet he couldn’t stop watching her.
The pirate felt a stab of hotness spread from her belly to her pussy, but she ignored it, pushing her luck, pushing Gamlen:  

                - “Is it like finding your lost love, Gamlen?” She asked, moving closer to the man in question. “Or is it better?” She added, cupping her breasts with her arms.

She saw the shift in his posture, the way he tried to stand a little straighter while still somewhat bending a little, moving from one foot to the next, hiding himself. She looked down his crotch, toward the bulge he wasn’t able to hide in his pants and she smirked.

                - “I’ll say better then, mhm?” She purred, taking another step toward him.

Surprisingly, Gamlen took a step back but there was no hiding the lust in his eyes. The way he actually tried to retreat made her feel a burst of arousal and her own expression became even more sultry as she started to sway her hips, advancing slowly toward him.
His back hurt the door behind him, and her eyes darkened with arousal.
Her excitement turned into something akin to fondness when she saw him lift his chin up to hide his wounded pride and try to act like he was in control of himself when the hoarseness of his voice betrayed his own aroused:

                - “What are you doing?” He asked her.

                - “Nothing.” Isabela answered, smiling to herself. “I’m just getting ready to meet Hawke… as I said.”

The mention of his nephew had him freeze immediately and Gamlen’s face was the one that darkened this time, with jealousy and anger.

Licking her lips, Isabela stopped pursuing him.

                - “What do you think, Gamlen, mhm?” She purred, taking a pose for him, one hand on her hips, the other in her hair, making a show of her body. “Do you think Hawke will like it?”

Before Hawke’s uncle could respond or even react, she moved. Her hand found the bulge of his pants and she felt him up through his pants, tracing the hard curve of his cock with one finger.

                - “You certainly seem to.” She added, making her tone slightly mocking.

She heard him growl and saw his already thunderous expression becoming even cloudier. She hid a shudder, winking at him before taking a step back and simply turning around. She walked toward the mirror with the intention of taking another sultry pose, when she felt his hand on her wrist. She smiled secretly and turned around.

Gamlen was right in her face.

                - “Something wrong, Gamlen?” She asked, acting like she didn’t know where it was going.

She couldn’t hide the shiver that coursed along her body when he put his hand on her waist and lead her to the wall next to the door, his gaze never leaving hers. 

                - “I’m going to be late.” She tried against. “Hawke…”

Hearing the name of his nephew with the same pleading tone she sometimes used with him made Gamlen lose control and he pushed her against the wall.

                - “Shut up!” He growled, and she almost moaned.

                - “I thought you were trying to be a better man?” She asked instead, breathless as he pressed her against the wall.

                - “How can I hold myself back when you’re showing up dressed like that?” Gamlen growled, finally looking like his old self, the one she hated and yet desired so very much.

His hand sneaked behind her waist, pushing her against him until her curves were but all merged with his body, and she moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck.

                - “What are you waiting for, then?” She then asked, tilting her head teasingly.

He brought his free hand to her breast, squeezing a fat tit through her clothes, and when she closed her eyes with a sigh, he surged. His lips swallowed her own, muffling her moan but only for a moment because next, she answered his passion with her own. Their tongues met sloppily, sending shock-waves through the both of them as the same feeling of release took them.

They had missed this.

It had been only two weeks, but it was already far too much for the people they had become. Already they were tearing at each other clothes, pushing against one another, hardly letting themselves breaths as their lips met and met and met.

                - “Mhm… Gamlen…!”

Isabela was seeing stars. Moaning against Gamlen’s mouth, she could hardly believe she couldn’t bare kissing him, let alone fuck him, just a few months prior. Now, she couldn’t get enough of it, feeling his body against hers, his lips against hers, his cock against her pussy… 
It wasn’t even like he was a good kisser. Compared to some of her lovers like Zevran or even his nephew Hawke, he was far, far behind. But there was something about him, something about his passion, his selfish desire of owning her, of devouring her, of breaking her, even in his kisses, that drew her in.

Gamlen suddenly palmed her ass, pressing her against the wall, and she responded by locking her legs around his waist. There pelvis met and she felt his hard cock press against her soaked pussy.

… and there was that.

Isabela swore loudly, a tingling feeling spreading through her body – starting Down South – when the hard rod of Gamlen pushed against her cunt. She immediately put one of her feet on the ground but kept her other leg locked around her lover, keeping him close as they both started to move, creating a delicious friction between them.

                - “Fuck, Isabela!” Gamlen growled against her lips and Isabela smiled.

                - “Missed this… hn… Gamlen?” She panted, keeping her arms around his neck while the hard bulge of his cock was grinding against her pussy.

Gamlen swore loudly, kissing her hard, and Isabela responded with just as much passion, laughing breathlessly when he burrowed his face in her neck, biting the sensitive flesh there.

                - “Got you!” She thought, victoriously.

His cock jerked hard against her and the Rivaïn closed her eyes, moaning loudly.

Isabela didn’t know how long she stayed like this, grinding herself against her lover’s cock through their clothes. Long enough that they started to move faster, and their breaths became heavier, their pleasure growing and growing until they were both shaking a little.
She didn’t let it go too far though. She still had a plan, so she wrenched control from Gamlen – and herself – and pushed him back against the wall while he called her name with a mix of surprise and frustration.

                - “Let me take care of you.” Were the only words needed to calm him down.

… along with tracing her lips with her tongue and a sultry smile full of promises. His usual smugness resurfaced easily but it only amused her. It also made her want to kiss him, so she did while her hands went to work. She traced his familiar body eagerly, taking it all in like she wanted to tease herself before the big thing.

And what a big thing it was.

                - “Mhm… so big.” Isabela purred, palming the hard cock of her lover’s uncle through his pants. “Mhm… let me take it out!”

The pirate was unable to hide her eagerness, but Gamlen nodded just as quickly. It seemed two weeks without fucking each other had been just as hard for him than it had been for her.
Isabela fell to her knees in front of Gamlen, but as hungry for his cock as she was, she managed to make a show of it. She took her time, tracing his body with her hands like he was a had something to show under his clothes – which, apart from his cock, he didn’t – swaying her hips like a dance until she was finally nose-to-cock.
A clothed one, which she eagerly freed this time, undoing the buckle hiding it with expert fingers before simply tearing apart the undergarments stretched by it. Gamlen’s cock almost hit her in the face as it rose to its full size, throbbing and twitching dangerously like she remembered. The Rivaïn licked her lips at the sight, finding she had missed that big, fat and veiny piece of meat in the last two weeks.

                - “It seems bigger than before somewhat.” Isabela threw at Gamlen, if only to see him puff out his chest with pride.

                - “Perhaps it’ll taste different too.” He answered with a smirk, but he couldn’t hide the want in his voice.

Isabela smirked, savoring his apparent lust for her. It was good to know he was as eager for this as she was… especially considering what she had planned for him.
Locking gaze with her lover, the pirate parted her lips and blew gently on his cock, chuckling when his answer was an almost needy groan. Excitement flaring in the pit of her stomach, she watched Gamlen push against the wall to present her his throbbing dick, ready to be swallowed by her mouth. Except, she didn’t take it into her mouth. Rather she put her tongue out and started to jerk him off with one hand… slowly. His cock twitched in response, but she kept at it, stroking it lightly – and by lightly she meant just slow enough to frustrate him more than please him – licking the tip, kissing it and teasing his length with her playful gaze locked with his.
The man was doing a good job of holding back and while his frustrations were all but apparent on his face, he didn’t dare going against the pirate who seemingly held him in place with the hand she had on his stomach. Still, he couldn’t help but put a hand on her head after a while, sighing almost painfully as she only took the head of his cock in her mouth in response, refusing his silent calls.

Her lips were smiling around his dick.

                - “Almost ready.” Isabela thought, feeling his cock twitch in her mouth, hard as rock.

She was the one calling the shots today and it make her horny like crazy – which made her want to burrow her face on that huge cock throbbing in her hands – but she managed to hold back. Two months ago, she had learned how incredible it felt to give up control and to lose herself to a man – the same man she was now sucking – but being the one in control felt just as exciting.

She preferred not to spend too much time on the fact that Gamlen was the one constant in those two completely different feeling.

Instead, she sucked the man she despised not so long ago, savoring his moans and groans, giving him just enough pleasure to please him but not satisfy him.

                - “Fuck! You’re the worst, Isabela!” Gamlen groaned at one point, having long realized she was torturing him on purpose.

Isabela looked up to him with in an expression akin to the one’s of Bethany’s – All Doe-eyed like – but she couldn’t hide the mischief in her own eyes.

                - “Look who’s talking." She bit back playfully, licking his length. “Mhm… having me suck on your big cock… slurp… dressed like this…”

                - “Fuck!” Could only answer Gamlen, pressing his head against the wall, closing his eyes.

He opened them once more when Isabela suddenly stopped sucking him. He found her in front of him and he didn’t resist when she took him by the hand, leading him to the old and dirty sofa which sat at the opposite end of the room, facing the same mirror the pirate was admiring herself in front of, earlier. The voluptuous Rivaïn didn’t comment on the state of his sofa as she would have normally, letting go of his hand to lay on it in a sultry pose, rising her arms above her head. 

                - “Come on.” She whispered hotly next, and it didn’t take long for him to join her on the sofa, straddling her. “Mhm… Bring that big cock of yours right here…”     

With the laces of her dress already undone, and the difference in size between her glorious mounds of flesh and her corset, her breasts were already spilling from the clothing, ready to embrace the hard cock her lover presented her with eagerness. She didn’t bother teasing him or prepping him this time. As soon as his cock was pushing in the valley of her breasts, she wrapped her flesh around him, squeezing him tightly, sending him gasping:

                - “Fuck!”

His breath hitching, Gamlen swore, and Isabela drank in the pleasure and surprise that spread on his face, his jaw locking itself as he drew himself up to inhale loudly, grabbing the sofa tightly with one hand, the other gripping his thigh.
His whole body seemed alight with pleasure but to her great surprise, he didn’t move. Instead of fucking her tits, owning them with his big cock like he always did when they went for a laying titjob, he stayed still. His stomach was clenched, his grip tight and his breath short – clearly, he wanted nothing more than to lose himself in her cleavage – but he managed to hold back.

Isabela was impressed… aroused… and a little bit miffed if she was honest with herself. But most of all, she was excited, because this time, it was her turn to make him break.

                - “I missed your cock, Gamlen.”

That’s what she said to him as she started to oh-so-slowly move her breasts up and down his cock, squeezing him gently yet powerfully, making sure he was taking all the pleasure she could give him this time, overwhelming it with it.

Gamlen could only shake and moan as he tried to resist it.

                - “Fuck… Isabela…”

There was some awe in his voice and in his gaze as he looked down at her, an emotion that had her belly curling deliciously. She wondered how she looked to him, wearing the dress of his lost-love, dressed all proper and elegant with his big cock trapped between her tits, the Gem of Keroshek catching the light spreading through the window next to them as it moved along his cock.

… probably not as all proper and elegant as his former love.

                - “Yet he seem to like it more.” Isabela thought smugly as she could feel his cock throb like crazy between her breasts.

The pirate didn’t call Gamlen out on the fact the was trying to not fuck her breasts. She simply grabbed her impressive chest, wrapping it fully around his throbbing cock, squeezing and stroking it like she knew he liked when he wanted to take his time with it.
… all the while making sure he wasn’t forgetting the dress she was wearing, and who was wearing it instead of its previous-now-dead owner, and which one was pleasing him best.

                - “Did « the love of your life » ever do this to you, Gamlen? Mhm… jerk off your big cock with her tits?” Isabela asked at one point, watching Gamlen shuddering in delight in her embrace.

After so long away from it, the man couldn’t resist the pleasure and it made him honest.

                - “No… no, she didn’t… agh… fuck !” He admitted, sweat pearling on his forehead, watching, entranced, as Isabela tittyfucked him.

That same Isabela smiled smugly, rewarding her lover for his honesty by taking the head of his throbbing cock in her mouth, sucking on it strongly.

                - “Mhm… slurp… what, she couldn’t handle your huge cock? She was scared, perhaps.” She said, mocking.

                - “No… she just hadn’t… hgn… tits as big as yours!”

Isabela actually shivered in excitement, hearing Gamlen said those words, the hotness of her pussy spreading to her whole body, drawing a moan from her mouth.

                - “Mhm... of course. Because as you said so often, my breasts are the bests… aren’t they?" She smirked. “And I’m going to make you remembered it.” She thought, as vindictively as perversely.

Squeezing her breasts between her arms and hands, she made them bounce on Gamlen’s cock faster, accelerating the pace while still giving him the erotic view of herself, the proud Isabela, jerking him off with the tits he had lusted for since their first meeting, dressed like his lost-love. At that she added moans and smiles, showing off how she loved doing this to him. She didn’t have to try that hard.

                - “Mhm… your cock is so big, Gamlen. Fuck! Only breasts my size are good enough to take care of it, Fufufu…”

Steadily increasing the rhythm of her tittyfuck, Isabela make sure to lock gaze with Gamlen when she bent down and took his cock in her mouth, squeezing his length with her breasts as she noisily slurped on the tip, making him groan.

                - “Mhm… slurp… your big cock is perfect for them… slurp.” The pirate moaned, catching his cock in her hands this time, stroking it, licking it, kissing it. “Mhm… perfect for me…”

She jerked it against her chest, licking her lips while she gazed sensually toward Gamlen, savoring every twitch of his face and the burning desire in his eyes. Usually, Hawke's uncle would already have wrenched control from her, with how hard he felt in her hand, but it seemed he was still trying to prove himself a better man… even if he clearly was still intent on fucking the breasts of his nephew’s lover. He simply thought not asking absolved of him of it.
Isabela smirked, ready to remind him who he really was. She did so with a sultry moan and a subtle provocation:

                - “Mhm… unleash your lust on my tits, Gamlen. "Make them yours once again.”

                - “They’re still mine.” The man grunted possessively, making the pirate smile.

Her plan worked better than expected, already Gamlen was losing to his lust and pride and his true personality was resurfacing.

                - “Remind them, then.” Isabela challenged him, letting her head fall back, exposing her glorious and full cleavage to him. “Mhm… remind them why they belong to you and your cock.”

Gamlen did just that.

At first, he tried to hold back, moving his hips only slightly as Isabela jerked him with her ample breasts, but soon the call was too much to resist and he started moving faster, burying his cock in her glorious embrace, panting and groaning. Before long he was fucking her breasts by himself, swearing between his gritted teeth.

                - “Fuck it!” He yelled finally, thrusting his hips forward hard and fast.

                - “Mhm… yes, like that!” Isabela congratulated him, moaning happily as she found her lover once more, the Gamlen she knew. “Own them with that incredible cock of yours!”

                - “Kukuku! That’s what you want… hgn… Isabela?” Gamlen smirked, falling into the familiar and exciting territory of his dominance over the proud pirate.

Isabela only smiled in response, winking at him. She took hold of her breasts, enjoying the feeling of her lover’s uncle fucking them like only he could, watching him do so. His hot, meaty and white rod was being drowned by her dark and glistening flesh, but it refused to be completely swallowed, keeping steady amidst the tempest of lust she brought down on it.

His cock was really perfect for a tittyfuck.

Isabela licked her lips, eyeing it. Like hell she was letting a cock that good get away!

                - “Mhm… slurp… have you missed this, Gamlen? Slurp, slurp… mhm… fucking my big tits?” She asked, adding her mouth to the mix once more. 

                - “Fuck yes, I did!” Gamlen roared in a moment of weakness.

Or rather, strength, in Isabela’s eyes as she welcomed the following powerful thrust with a long and pleased moan, making sure to show him how much she enjoyed that part of him.

The familiar sounds of Isabela’s perverse moans and the hoarse groans and insults of Gamlen were once again welcomed in the latter’s home after two weeks of absence. The slapping of flesh could also be heard, echoing in the living-room and fleeing through the cracked windows into the streets where no one batted an eye, used to hear those sounds coming from the man's home.
Inside, the heat rapidly increased, drenching its occupants in sweat as they surrendered to their lust, moving fast and hard on the dirty sofa, making it squeak and creak under their bodies. Faces lost in pleasure and excitement, the two lovers had forgotten everything but each other, loosing themselves into the perverse ecstasy that seemed to be reserved to them both.
It went like this for a long time until…  

                - “Fuck! I’m going to cum!”

That’s what Gamlen yelled loudly when he felt his balls clench and his stomach tighten. Pleasure spread through his all body, leaving him breathless and shaking, yet he still thrusted his hips, determined to keep fucking his lover’s breasts until completion. 
That same lover was smiling at him, her mouth already slightly open, eager to taste his seeds after so long. With her arms around her breasts, hands linked together in front, Isabela kept his cock trapped, sloppily sucking its twitching head, feeling it becoming harder and harder against her, a tell-tale sign Gamlen was indeed about to cum.

                - “Are you going to cum, Gamlen?” She was asking, voice urgent and breathy. “Are you going to give me an even better necklace than the one you gifted your precious daughter?”

The man was trembling. His head thrown back, he was gripping the sofa so hard his hand turned white, pumping his dick between her breasts into her mouth at an erratic pace.

                - “Fuck yes, I am!” He declared loudly, lost in pleasure. “Hgn! Are you ready for it, Isabela?”

Isabela responded to his smirk with one of her own.

                - “Cum for me!” Was her perverse answer. “Bathe my tits in your cum, Gamlen!”

She threw her head back, squeezing him tightly.

                - “Make my slutty tits yours!”

Gamlen screamed, a harsh sound that sounded like her name strangled, and he pushed his hips up, finally breaking under the glorious tittyfuck of Isabela.
His cock twitched and its mushroom-head expanded between her lips before the first load burst through, hitting the back of her throat. Two other heavy loads came next, filling her mouth, and she moaned, sucking his still-cumming cock as avidly as possible until she had no choice but to free herself from his never-ending ejaculation, letting the rest of his seeds sully her face with a loud and content sigh.

                - “Mhmm! So muuuuch!” she purred, licking the cum spilling from her lips.

But Gamlen wasn’t done. His cock was still twitching, releasing more and more of ropes of cum that coated her dark skin.

                - “Mhm… that’s right.” Isabela purred, keeping hold of her breasts for him. “Empty your balls on my tits, Gamlen. Mhm… like that, yes…”

                - “Fuck!” Gamlen swore, his voice tight with pleasure. “You’re incredible… hgn!”

She kept jerking him off, capturing every twitch and throb of his cock with her cleavage, letting him dump his potent cum all over her with a hungry smile. It lasted a while. The man had clearly been pent up as well as over-excited, the end being this incredible amount of cum that surprised her, even knowing the quantity he usually was able to produce. She did felt proud of herself for being the only one able to do this to him, something she didn’t waste time to tell him, but not before teasing him some more with a certain Gem.
The Gem of Keroshek – now drenched in her lover’s cum – was fished from her cleavage and brought to her mouth. The pirate made a show of sucking on, cleaning it with her tongue until it was once again reflecting that deep blue of the Oceans.

                - “Mhm… delicious.” The pirate moaned after and Gamlen’s cock twitched, rising already.

The sight made her smile bigger, and Isabela let the Gem fell once more in her drenched cleavage.

                - “Have you ever cum this much for the love of your life… uncle Gamlen?” She asked, bringing a cum-coated finger to her mouth.

                - “No.” Gamlen admitted, his incredible climax making him far more honest. “Fuck! You’re really something else, Isabela!”

                - “You’re not so bad yourself.” Isabela chuckled, using her tongue and her dress to wash the cum off her, sullying the clothing some more.

Gamlen grinned lewdly, but there was still some conflict in his expression when he looked at her. She saw him take a furtive look toward the door and acted immediately. She straddled him, entangling their legs together and pushed her still-somewhat-wet and sticky cleavage against his torso, sullying his own clothes. Before he could protest, she kissed him, capturing his tongue into a lewd kiss.
Gamlen was surprised, she could feel it, but he quickly responded to it, grabbing her by the back of her neck with one hand, the other palming one of her breasts like he knew how, making her shiver. In response, she sneaked her own hands under his clothes, softly caressing his sides, tracing his stomach with her nails, teasing him until he was no longer resisting when she made him take off his shirt. Once it was done, she immediately pressed her skin against his, capturing his shudders of excitement with her breasts, moving lazily against him. With her hands, she went exploring his body once more and soon he was unable not to respond, grasping her waist first, before slowly lowering his hands until he had a firm hold of her ass, bringing her closer.

As a reward, she moaned his name in their kiss.

                - “Fuck.” Gamlen groaned to the sound, making Isabela smile victoriously.

The pirate felt his cock harden against her thigh and his grip on her ass tighten. She paused their kiss, breathing heavily against his lips, ready for him to take action. Yet, instead of taking control like she expected him to, his grip slackened if only for a moment, and despite sounding frustrated about it, he made to leave again.

                - “Charade is… hgn… waiting for me.” He groaned while he tried to reluctantly push her away, moving to get up.

Isabela responded to his daughter’s name by a kiss even more forceful. She didn’t want to hear the name of his daughter in his mouth, if only to have him say how little she mattered compared to her.
… and Gamlen could say what he wanted, he was holding gripping her ass through her dress, feeling it up avidly.

A perverted smile spread to her lips as she felt her lover surrender to his arousal. While she had lied about wanting to meet Hawke earlier to rile him up, Gamlen hadn’t let her go. It was naive of him to think she would let him do the same for his daughter.

                - “I’m sure she can wait a little… I’m not finished pleasing you.”

Isabela squeezed Gamlen’s cock between her thighs, making the man groan, and delicately brought his face to her massive breasts, welcoming his mouth with a sigh that she didn’t even had to feint, nor exaggerate. 
        
                - “That’s right… forget about her.” She thought with a moan, drawing him even closer.

She ended up sitting on his lap, holding his head trapped between her glorious tits, enjoying the feeling of his tongue, teeth and mouth on them.

                - “Mhm… you’re so good at handling them!” She praised him, if only to feel him smile around the nipple he was sucking.

Isabela smiled too, in triumph, as she rocked her pelvis against his more intensely, feeling his cock throb and harden against the curve of her ass, ripping against her dress.

                - “Almost there.” She thought as he gripped her ass tighter and started groaning.

Freeing one of her hands, Isabela found his cock behind her and started to slowly stroke it.

                - “You’re so hard, Gamlen.” She whispered hotly in his ear. “Mhm… are you sure you don’t have the time to… mhm… fuck me before going to see your daughter?”

Gamlen twitched, probably just about remembering Charade, but he didn’t push away the voluptuous Rivaïn. He groaned around her nipple, his cock throbbing hard as she jerked him off a little faster, slowly leaning back to free his face of her breasts.

                - “It probably wouldn’t take long.” She said, stroking him faster. “You feel so hard, and so hot… mhm… and I’m just as hot and wet, see?” She added, pressing her drenched pussy against the base of his cock.

The man seemed torn – something that was really surprising… and frustrating – but he wasn’t as much reluctante as he pretended to be. He wasn’t protesting like he had before but rather seemed like he was trying to find an excuse to allow himself to succumb to his baser instincts. Had she not reminded him of his daughter, Isabela was certain he would probably be fucking her already, and would later have used the excuse of having forgotten about their meeting because of the pirate, forcing all of his failures on others like he always did.
Isabela had no intention of giving that chance. She reminded him of Charade despite wanting him to forget her, because she wanted him to choose to forget his daughter, to choose Isabela instead. He didn’t need to say it out loud – at least for now – he just had to fuck her to prove her right about him.
Gamlen wasn’t a good father, nor was he a good man. He was just a perverted bastard.

And she intended to prove it!

She did so by mentioning the one man who always brought the worst out of him:

                - “Or maybe I should go back to Hawke.”

Like Isabela expected him to, Gamlen twitched at the mention of his nephew, and she swore she felt his cock throb just as angrily. Biting a smile, she still kept at him, jerking him off slowly:

                - “If we’re finished, there’s nothing here keeping me.” She said, pointing the way Gamlen seemed to avoid her those days. “Maybe I should go back to him, and give him a chance to win me back.”

… not that Hawke had ever lost her… to his knowledge that is.

It only took a few more moments of seduction, a perfect handjob against the delicious curve of her ass, and, of course, a copious amount of name-dropping a certain Champion for Gamlen to be fully hard and ready. Isabela could literally feel his cock beat like it had a heart of its own, but she hid her arousal, still trying to entice him:

                - “What do you thing, Gamlen? Should I go back to Hawke?”

                - “The brat won’t be able to satisfy you.” Gamlen answered between clenched teeth.

                - “He was before.” Isabela replied, and with that, she stopped jerking him off. “And besides, why do you care? It’s not like we’re together, aren’t we?"

Gamlen jerked back, grabbing her waist with a possessive hand.

                - “You’re…!”

Mine.

The man stopped before saying the word but they both heard it echo between the walls of his home. The hot, seductive and lazy atmosphere that had taken over the room heated up some more, charged with a new tension now as the two lovers looked at each other, the same hunger burning in their eyes.
Isabela’s heart had missed a beat when she heard the growl in Gamlen’s voice, but she managed to hide how horny she was with a smirk.

                - “I’m what?” She asked, challenging.

Her tone, and the way her chin was tilted defiantly brought back memories and Gamlen felt a dark smirk spread to his slips. He moved, wrapping his arm around her waist and pressing her close until she was all but snuggled against him. Slowly, he pushed her down and rose above her. Then he grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed, pinching a nipple between his thumb and index-finger, stealing a sigh from the proud pirate who was now laying under him.
Her defiance left, leaving only submission and he uttered one truth:

                - “You’re mine.” 

Isabela’s eyes shone when she said the next words:

                - “Prove it.”

Gamlen broke. Spreading her legs, he shoved himself between them, grinding his fat cock against her cunt as he grabbed her waist. He was hard as rock, his blood pumping through his veins, beating at his temples. His arousal was burning him, and he heard himself growl words he hadn’t had to repeat to Isabela in weeks:

                - “I’m gonna make you mine, you pirate-slut!”

Under him Isabela shuddered in delight, her pussy gushing at the prospect of being fucked silly. But the pirate wasn’t here for that – or at least not only that – and she managed to keep cool despite her arousal skyrocketing:

                - “What about your daughter? I thought you were supposed to meet her?”

Gamlen had his hard cock on hand, the mushroom head red and bursting grinding against her soaked pussy. There was once again that look in his eyes. That perverted, hungry, angry, and dark look that rendered as breathless as the prospect of being fucked by him.

                - “Fuck her!” He yelled, losing control. “She can wait!”

Isabela smirked internally and made herself look seductive in the dress of his lost-love, squeezing one her breast with one hand, the other finding her mouth with which she bit a finger teasingly.

                - “No, Gamlen.” She breathed, her voice hot and needy. “Fuck me.”

Gamlen roared and shoved his cock inside her in one go.

Isabela immediately arched back, face scrunched in pleasure as he filled her like only he could with his huge cock. She screamed his name, to feed his ego but also because she felt like it, making sure he knew how good he made her feel.

                - “Fuck! That’s the stuff!” She swore and it made Gamlen chuckle.

                - “Still think the brat can satisfy you instead of me, Isabela?” He grunted, pushing his hips forward until he was balls-deep inside her.

Isabela thought about teasing him some more, but she felt so good she could only reward him:

                - “Fuck no!” She panted, locking her legs around him. “You’re the only one who can fuck me so good!”

Gamlen smirked smugly.

                - “And don’t you forget it!”

Isabela sighed, keeping him snugly inside her for a time, savoring the feeling of that dick which she had missed those last few weeks, then she opened her eyes, looking at Gamlen. The man seemed content doing the same as her. His eyes were closed but he was breathing heavily, showing that he wasn’t savoring their reunion as much as her, clearly wanting more.

                - “And?” She said, catching his attention. “I still haven’t said I’m yours.”

Gamlen blinked then a dark smirk spread on his lips, making the Rivaïn shudder in anticipation.

                - “You slut.” He just uttered, grabbing her by the waist.

Isabela bit her lips, an eager smile peeking through. Her smile turned into a delighted scream when he threw his whole body into a thrust that made her see stars. After two whole weeks without it, Gamlen’s cock felt somehow bigger and now that it was once again fucking her!

                - “Come on, you perverted uncle!” She heard herself scream. “Fuck me!”

Gamlen obeyed. Taking hold of her waist with one hand, her shoulder with the other, he hammered away, pounding her in the sofa with his huge cock, making her writhe, shudder, shake and twist under his hips and the fury he unleashed. She could only scream in pleasure, overwhelmed by it.
Obviously, she wasn’t the only one pent up after these last two weeks.
The man was fucking her as hard as he had the day, he had made her his in Hawke’s bed. That day she has uselessly tried to hold the pleasure at bay, but now she was happy to give into it at the very beginning, urging him for more:

                - “Fuck me! Pound me like a slut!” She was yelling, throwing her head back in a long and sultry moan. “Ooooh, make me say it! Make me say I’m yours, Gamlen!”

Two months ago, Gamlen had also forced her to utter similar words with his cock and she had tried to hold them back just as she was doing today. The difference was that she fully intended to utter them this time, and she enjoyed the road leading to them.

How could she not when she was being fucked so good?

Isabela’s body seized when she felt Gamlen’s cock hit a sweet spot, only to rip against it and hit another one with even more strength.
Her mind blanked.

                - “Oh! Oh yeeeeeaaaaaaah!” The Rivaïn screamed, her whole-body shuddering as a wave of ecstasy washed over her.

Her reaction didn’t go unnoticed.

                - “Ready to admit it already? Hgn!” Gamlen grunted mockingly, hammering her with another powerful thrust. “Ready to admit that you’re mine?”

His dick found a sweet spot once more and Isabela lost it, forgetting her game for a moment:

                - “Yes”! She screamed and she couldn’t stop herself from adding. Yes, I admit it! I’m yours, Gamlen!”

                - “Kukuku… it didn’t take long, did it?” Gamlen said smugly. “Hgn, you can no longer escape me, Isabela!”

Isabela smiled, thinking she certainly wasn’t trying to. On the contrary. But she didn’t say it. Instead, she grabbed his sides, meeting his feverish thrusts with her own, moaning as she submitted to him.

                - “Mhm… fuck your pirate-slut, Gamlen! Yes, fuck me!”

                - “Isabela!” Could only answer Gamlen, panting as he unleashed two weeks of pent-up lust and the woman he couldn’t get enough off.

They fucked for what felt like hours but maybe was only minutes, as intense as they felt, purging themselves of the frustration of the last weeks. Both of their bodies were rapt with pleasure, burning hot and drenched in sweat, the squeaking of the sofa drowned by the clapping of their flesh. Yet it was nothing next to the sounds they were making, their pleasure exploding in a series of screams, groans, grunts and moans which echoed in the room and outside, letting no doubts about what was going on inside Gamlen Amell’s house.
The man in question had the proud Isabela pinned under him, trapping her hands above her head as he fucked her, gorging himself on the sight of the legendary pirate submitting to him in the dress of the woman he loved once. She looked amazing in that dress, he couldn’t deny it. Where Mara had made it look elegant, Isabela made it sexy. Where Mara’s curves had been hidden by it, Isabela’s seemed to be enhanced by it. Where Mara had worn it shyly, Isabela was oozing confidence in it.

                - “I’m sorry Mara.” Gamlen thought, unable to look away from the beautiful pirate who moaned his name like a slut. “Isabela simply wears it better.”

This admission left the man feeling a mix of shame, outrage and arousal. He felt like he was spitting on the memory of the woman he claimed to be “the love of his life” because of a slut like Isabela. Yet, he also felt like Isabela was so fucking worth it.
… especially when her pussy felt so good around his cock!

Looking down on the Rivaïn who was panting and mewling in delight as he rammed his cock in her drenched pussy, her voluptuous and glistening body shuddering under him, Gamlen was overcome with the primal urge to dominate that woman smiling up to him. To make her submit even more than she already was with her arms above her head, welcoming his heavy thrusts with gasps and moans. To punish her, for being so fucking sexy.

                - “You nasty pirate-slut! You were trying to seduce me with this dress, weren’t you?” He yelled, fucking her so hard the whole sofa started to move with him.

                - “Mhm… I didn’t have to tried too hard, didn’t I?” Isabela answered his accusation with a smile, closing her eyes when his cock hit a sweet spot.

                - “You slut!” Gamlen insulted her before laughing, far too aroused to be truly angry. “Kukuku! You can’t live without my cock anymore, can’t you?”

                - “I could say the same to you… mhm… you can’t stop fucking me, can’t you, Gamlen?”

The man’s only answer was a large smirk and a powerful thrust of his hips that had Isabela’s toes curling in delight, her whole-body shuddering, curling against his.

                - “Ooooh, fuck!” She moaned, panting like a bitch in heat.

That’s at least what Gamlen called her as he thrusted inside her a second time.

                - “A bitch in heat who love being fucked by her lover’s uncle! That’s what you want, don’t you Isabela?” He said smugly.

                - “As much as you love to fuck your nephew’s lover!” Isabela answered with the same perverted expression as him.

But while Gamlen’s words had Isabela’s arousal spiking, her own made his teeth clench.

                - “You’re not his.” He growled, possessively. “You’re mine!”

There was almost no difference in the way they both said their words, but it seemed today it had prickled Gamlen’s pride to hear her say she was Hawke’s lover instead of arousing him more. Isabela didn’t mind, as it only made him fuck her even harder, forgetting everything else.
… notably Charade.

That same Charade had entered the room without either one of its occupants noticing her, the creaking of the door drowned by the sounds of their pleasure. Too shocked by the scene in front of her, Gamlen’s daughter also didn’t make any sound.
Who knows how long she stood here, watching her father fuck one of her cousin’s friends so hard the woman’s screams could be heard from outside, acting like some sort of animal rather than the man she thought she knew?

                - “Dad?” She heard herself say meekly.

That’s when Isabela saw her.

From his position on the sofa, Gamlen couldn’t, but Isabela could. Their gaze even met, and Charade jumped, probably thinking she was about to be called out. Isabela only smirked, putting her arms around Gamlen’s neck, capturing his gaze.

                - “Am I better than the love of your life?” She asked him sultrily, moving her hips alongside his, taking his full cock. “Mhm… am I, Gamlen?”

Gamlen was, by this point, far too gone to even care about what she was saying. Not that he was lying when he answered:

                - “Fuck yes, you’re better than her! You’re the best, Isabela!”

Isabela’s eyes darted toward Charade, a triumphant smirk spreading to her lips, before she locked her legs around her father’s waist, taking him all in with a purr.

                - “Aren’t you glad she left you? Mhm… so that you could be with me?”

Gamlen chuckled darkly.

                - “You’re such a slut.”

                - “Your slut.” Isabela breathed, grabbing one of his hands and bringing it to her breast, squeezing her firm flesh with his fingers. “Mhm… the slut you made yours because the love of your life left you. The slut you probably would have made yours even if she had stayed… mhm... wouldn’t you?”

                - “I can’t imagine a world where I wouldn’t dream of fucking you, Isabela.” Gamlen answered, and wasn’t that something perversely romantic?

                - “Not just fucking me.” Isabela whispered, sensually wrapping her arms around his neck. “Making me yours!”

She brought him down, pushing his face against her breast, and she was rewarded by his tongue and mouth on her nipple. She moaned, throwing her head back, and found Charade’s eyes who was still paralyzed in the shadow, watching them, watching her father choose her over her dead mother.
Isabela was wearing her mother’s dress. It had been somewhat teared apart by Gamlen’s lust, but she was still dressed like her dead mother. She wondered if she noticed. Some vindictive and perverted part of her hoped she did. Either way the pirate was getting the dicking she wanted, and Gamlen had completely forgotten his daughter to loose himself in her, not even noticing that same daughter was in the room. Isabela smiled and closed her eyes to savor her victory.

                - “I’m yours, Gamlen.” She thought with a burst of arousal as she looked up toward the man fucking her so good.

And Gamlen was hers.

Charade made a sound and a thrill coursed through her body as she looked toward the daughter of the man she had seduced.

                - “He’s mine.” She mouthed to Charade, and finally the girl fled.

There was a risk she would go tell Hawke about this. While Charade didn’t know what her relationship was with Hawke, and as humiliating it would probably be for her, she could very well go to her cousin and tell what she had saw. But right now, Isabela didn’t care. An incredible feeling of triumph was spreading through her, and she could only revel it in.
Was this how Gamlen felt when he managed to get her to finally surrender to him?

It felt incredible!

It was almost enough to push her to the brink, but she wasn’t going to do so alone, and not without receiving a good creampie from her lover. He was close. She could see it on his face but also the way he was moving against hers, desperate, erratic, and yet also darkly eager and triumphant like he probably felt every time he filled her with his seeds instead of his nephew.
In such a state, he only needed a little push. One Isabela was all too eager to give him.
With her hands the voluptuous Rivaïn caressed Gamlen’s body, slowly, seductively, urging him to fuck her faster, to fuck her harder, to break her on his sofa, to make her cum… 

                - “You want to cum on my cock, Isabela?” Gamlen sneered in answer, his face tight with effort and pleasure, beads of sweat pearling from his forehead down to his face and neck. “You want… fuck!... to break under me?”

Isabela licked her lips, panting and gasping as she felt her arousal feed her fast-approaching climax. Her hands found Gamlen’s ass and she pushed him deeper inside her with lewd and voracious moans, biting her lips in a hungry smile as she watched him hiss and throw his head back, the muscles on his neck clenching, showing how close he was.

                - “Cum inside me.”

Then she said the words and felt him his cock pulsate inside her.

Her smile spread – especially when Gamlen grunted and moved faster in response – and her body started shaking, curving against her lover as a tingling pleasure spread from her pussy to the rest of her body. Gasping, she locked her legs around Gamlen’s waist, trapping him inside as she urged him to break, eager to do the same alongside him:

                - “Come on you perverted uncle!” She panted. “Creampie me!”

Despite her hold, Gamlen still managed to hold on and move harshly against her, making her climax grow bigger and bigger as she tried to have him surrender to his. Isabela could only marvel once again at how good he was at fucking her. So much so that her next scream wasn’t only for his benefit:

                - “Oooooh, give me your cum Gamlen!”

Gamlen actually snarled at that, his eyes flaring with lust, and he bend down over her, fucking her into a mind-blowing orgasm as he grabbed her breasts, making her eyes roll into the back of her skull.

                - “You want my cum, you pirate-slut?” He shouted, his voice echoing louder in the room than any squeaking, clapping or moaning noises they were making.

                - “Yes!” Isabela answered, screaming even louder.

Gamlen didn’t say anything back. A few more thrusts, then he swore loudly as he rutted against Isabela one last time, shoving himself deep in her pussy just as he was starting to cum, squeezing her breasts with both hands.
His cum burst through and the feeling of his semen flooding her, as always so potent, hot and overwhelming pushed Isabela over the edge. She joined Gamlen’s moans as she too climaxed, their voices echoing inside the house with the euphoric relief of several weeks of abstinence:

                - “Oh, yes! Pour it all out!” Isabela was screaming with the most depraved expression. “Dump all you cum inside me, Gamlen!”

With her legs trapping him inside her – not that Gamlen had any intention of going anywhere – the pirate was holding onto the neck of her lover for dear life, rocking her hips against his, moaning loudly as he filled her with his seeds.
Their lips met and the two lovers kissed, riding their climaxes together, tasting bliss.
 
Yet it wasn’t enough, not for Isabela at least.

                - “Fuck… I needed this!” Gamlen admitted, relief bleeding into his voice. “Fuck!”

The man took out of his cock of the pussy he just filled then fell against Isabela, his breath hot and heavy against the pirate’s neck.
Isabela allowed herself some time to enjoy his closeness, holding unto the feeling of his sweaty body against hers. Hearing his ragged breath, she half expected him to start snoring – he did that sometimes, after a borderline insane session that had him completely spent, laying on her like she was some mattress or something – but she didn’t gave him the chance. She wasn’t finished with him.

Isabela pushed Gamlen on his side and didn’t waste any time to mount him. Her sudden move drew him out from his post orgasmic state, and he blinked at her, eyeing warily her smile full of promises.

                - “Isabela, wait.” He started saying. “I’m…”

Isabela didn’t let him finish. If she wasn’t going to allow him to sleep, she certainly wasn’t going to allow him to find some kind of post-nut clarity. Fortunately, she knew exactly how to make him loose control once again.
Gamlen hissed when she grabbed his sensitive cock, but he didn’t stop her when she started stroking it. Rather he put his hands on her waist and watched her lazily grind herself against the base of his length while she worked to bring him back to full hardness.

                - “Come one, Gamlen.” She encouraged him in a dirty tone. “After those lonely nights from the last two weeks, I’m sure you have a few more loads in you for me.”

The Rivaïn’s own libido was far from satisfied with one mere orgasm, incredible as it was.

Isabela’s eyes seemed to shine when she bent forward, hovering above Gamlen as she gently wrapped her an arm around his neck, his other hand still moving up and down his cock when her breath teased to his ear:

                - “Unlike your nephew, you can go quite a few times more, can’t you?” 

Gamlen smirked smugly and Isabela bit back a smile. He really was too easy.

                - “But also, so impressive.” She thought, watching his cock rise between her legs, just as huge as it had been before his two powerful climaxes.

Salivating, Isabela presented the once-again hard dick of her lover’s uncle to her pussy and let herself fell down on it with a delighted purr.

                - “Here we go!” She exhaled with a moan. “Mhm… that’s right… give me more of your huge dick, uncle Gamlen!”

Rocking her hips back and forth, the voluptuous and beautiful Rivaïn winked at her lover, slowly undressing for him, offering her true self as a reward for his choice of staying.        
Sitting proudly on his cock, she shed the last remnants of his lost-love’s dress. The clothes around her right arm had already been shredded so she removed the part still holding onto her left. With the front already open to allow a tittyfuck and the damages done by Gamlen’s lust, the dress fell to her waist. She next took care of her hair, freeing her dark curls by taking out the pin she used to hold them up, revealing it to be a small knife. With that knife, she cut the clothing around her waist, shredding it, not without some vindication, and as the dress fell onto the ground, forever ruined, she drew herself up, gloriously naked if not for the Gem of Keroshek proudly displayed down the valley of her breasts.
Inside her, Gamlen’s cock throbbed, and the pirate smirked, enjoying the way his lecherous gaze traced her dark and glistening curves.

                - “It feels like you’re ready for more finally.” She teased him, feeling his hands grab her ass tightly.

                - “I wouldn’t want to disappoint you.” Gamlen answered with a dark smirk.

Isabela snorted, but she was forced to admit he had yet to do so… with his dick at least.

                - “And I can’t let a pirate-slut like you unsatisfied!” Gamlen added perversely.

Isabela didn’t resist when Gamlen took control. Instead, she squealed with a delighted laugh as he suddenly brought her down his cock, filling her so perfectly it was already poking at her sensitive spots. Her body twitching and shuddering, she looked toward the ceiling with a look of pure bliss on her face.

                - “Aaah fuck… this cock is so wonderful!” She thought as she was once more transported in a word of lust and pleasure.

That world exploded when Gamlen, no longer content to sit on the sofa, actually got up, bringing her up with him by trapping her legs with his arms. Isabela lost herself in insults and praise as Hawke’s uncle fucked her standing, walking unsteadily toward the wall against which he pressed her, hilting himself fully inside her pussy with powerful thrusts. Holding onto his shoulders, she wrapped her legs around his ass to keep steady, allowing him to fuck her until the exhaustion finally made him stop.
The pace slowed down when they kissed, slow and lazy thrusts replacing the vigorous ones from before. Gamlen kept Isabela trapped between himself and the wall, playing with her breasts and ass while their tongues danced, lips meeting slowly like they wanted to enjoy the moment. Gamlen wasn’t satisfied with just that, though. Lifting her up suddenly, he managed to bring the Rivaïn in his room to his bed, but he fell on her as he laid her on it, making her giggle. The woman didn’t have the time to tease him about it however, her giggles turning to sighs by his gentle thrusts.

                - “That’s right.” She panted, holding his face against her breasts. “Give me all your cock… mhm… give me all your loads…”

She got what she wanted.

Gamlen spilled himself once more inside her after a long and lazy fucking, holding her close like she was the lost-love he had, in a way, disregarded by letting the last memento of her in his possession being sullied then shredded by the pirate. Isabela was surprised by how much she welcomed and enjoyed this intimate fucking. And while it didn’t brought her to completion, she ended up panting and burning at the end of it, an arm thrown over her feverish expression, her whole-body tingling with feelings that threatened to overwhelm her.
In that state, it didn’t take long for her to cum when Gamlen had her sitting on his lap while he fingered her. She came loudly and embarrassingly quickly that way and she paid him back with a blowjob so intense he almost ended up telling her to stop. 

                - “Ooooh, it feels so good!” He shouted instead, head thrown back, barely holding himself up with his trembling arms. “It feels like you’re devouring my cock, Isabela!”

Isabela finished him with her hand, trapping his twitching cock between their hot bodies while she swallowed his groans with a passionate kiss, jerking him off until he had finished riding his orgasm.
… she also may, or may not, have used the dress of his lost love to clean his dick after his ejaculation.

But by this point, Gamlen only saw Isabela, no longer caring about the woman he claimed to love. Even his daughter was long forgotten. It became apparent an hour later. They were engaged in a perverted sixty-nine, with Isabela laying on top of Gamlen, sucking and licking his cock while he pushed his tongue as deep as he could inside her pussy, when the pirate realized that the bedroom door was closed. She smirked around Gamlen’s cock, shoving it deep inside her throat before letting it pop free with a gasp, bringing her notice to her lover:

                - “Looks like your daughter is back.” She said, to which Gamlen only made an inquisitive sound, still busy shoving her tongue down her pussy.

Isabela shuddered, savoring the feeling, then explained:

                - “The door is closed. It’s probably Charade who closed it while we were busy fucking.” 

Instead of panicking at the idea of his daughter finding him with another woman when he swore his eternal love for her mother just three days ago – they had already been caught, but that, he didn’t know – Gamlen only sucked on her clit, lapping at it.

                - “She won’t bother us like this.” He growled and Isabela exulted.

                - “True. Mhm… I just hope we won’t bother her with how loud we are.” She said with an evidently false concern; betrayed even more with how fast and hard she was jerking off his cock.

She felt Gamlen grind his jaw against her pussy.

                - “I don’t intend to hold back.” He said, his prickly mood betraying by his arousal.

                - “Me neither.” Isabela answered with a needy sigh, welcoming his tongue into her folds.

This time, the pirate felt her lover’s smile against her neither, and she kissed his shaft in response, stroking him lovingly, snickering inside.
She threw a wicked look toward the closed door, imagining Charade behind it.

                - “I don’t intend to hold back at all!” She thought, perversely.

As she took Gamlen’s cock back into her throat, strangling herself on his size and girth, Isabela wondered when exactly Charade had came home… and what she had done after doing so.  

Had she closed the door without looking, disgusted, and appalled by what was happening inside her father’s room? Or had she taken a peek? Had she watched them? Watched her father fuck Isabela doggy-style, pulling her hair as he insulted her, revealing his true self. Had she been horrified by the sight? Saddened? Aroused? Had she felt the need to touch herself as Isabela came on his cock for a second time? Had she wanted to hurt her as the pirate sucked on her father’s cock, making him say he never had felt anything like this with another woman? Had she thought Isabela was corrupting her father, or that her father was corrupting her? Isabela herself didn’t know the answer of that one. Was she still listening to them? Or was she trying to ignore them? Or maybe she had simply fled.

In a way, Isabela found it more exciting to not know.

Slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp.

Slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp.

The sixty-nine kept going a long time, a concert of slurping and wet noises that echoed inside the room, filling it completely.

With his hands gripping her large ass, Gamlen was making a meal of Isabela’s pussy, drinking her juices while she grinded herself against his face. Down South, Isabela was doing the same, fucking her face on Gamlen’s cock in rhythm with his hips, one hand stroking the base of his length while the other fondled his balls.

                - “Maker!” Gamlen uttered at some point, before thrusting his cock in the eager mouth of his nephew’s lover.

Isabela answered by a long and muffled moan, smiling around his girth.

They kept at it until they were both at their limits. Gamlen’s cock was twitching down to his balls and Isabela’s pussy was all but dripping on her lover’s face. They were both shuddering in need, their body drenched in sweat, burning inside.
They didn’t say a word. Isabela got up and turned around soundlessly, grabbing Gamlen’s cock as she sat on him, straddling his waist, stroking his big member against her cunt. They exchanged a smile that soon turned hungry and then, they were one again. The same relieved sound left their mouths when they merged, yet, when Gamlen made to grab her and force her down his cock, Isabela stopped him.

                - “Let me.” She whispered hotly.

Throwing her head back, she exhaled a sensuous moan, arching her voluptuous body as she started to slowly move back and forth on his lap, dancing for him.
Gamlen watched her, captivated, and she bit back a triumphant smirk.

                - “Watch me…”

Sighing, Isabela pushed her hands through her dark locks, freeing her glistening face as she locked gaze with her lover, trapping him in the intensity burning in her eyes and the sultriness dripping from her expression.
Next, she grabbed the hands he had on her waist and brought them to her heaving breasts, taking hold of the heavy and firm flesh with his own fingers, moaning as he squeezed them.

                - “Touch me…”

Gamlen actually surprised her when he followed her soft and sultry murmurs by tracing not only her breasts but the rest of her body with his hands. They caressed her stomach, spread her ass, squeezed her thighs and even traced her neck before hovering to her lips.
His touch ignited a powerful heat inside her, and she captured his fingers with her mouth, sucking on it, feeling his cock throb inside her in response.

                - “Fuck!” Gamlen groaned, his eyes dark with arousal.

His pleasure made his voice shake and it only made Isabela hornier. She grabbed his hands and pushed them down, trapping them above his head as she kissed his pelvis with hers, taking his full cock inside her pussy.

Then she squeezed that same pussy around his cock.

                - “Feel me…”

And as Gamlen arched his head back with a groan, Isabela fucked him.

The man watched her do so with rapture. He was smiling in awe at the way her body was moving, working hard to seduce with the pleasure she was giving him as well as the show she put on in doing so, acting like one of the best whores of the Blooming Rose. Except he didn’t have to pay for it, and she was far better.

The Gem of Keroshek suddenly escaped the confine of her glorious cleavage, dangling right in front of his face, as enthralling as the woman wearing it. He gulped, feeling a burst of arousal spread from his belly to his balls seeing once again the two objects of his obsession together and he moaned the name of the temptress riding him so well. She was laying on him, caressing his torso with her big dark orbs of flesh as she moved back and forth, taking his full cock with heavy and needy sighs that made him loose his mind.
Still, he couldn’t ravage her like he wanted. Isabela was holding his hands with hers, pushing them down next to his head, trapping his feverish gaze with her own. A dirty smile was floating on her lips, teasing him just as much as her lascivious movements. Added to that, she was whispering his name so sultrily it was obvious she was doing it to rile him up. And yet, he wasn’t trying to escape, completely entrapped by the pirate’s game.

His breath, heavy and loud, was the loudest noise inside the room for a while, drowning the sighs and gasps that escaped the pirate, and the lazy squeaking of the bed. That same squeaking became louder when Isabela bet down, bringing her lips to her lover’s ear.

                - “Fuck me.” She said at last, and Gamlen immediately thrusting his hips up.

Isabela was still holding him down, but their pelvis started to meet more eagerly, the wet clapping of flesh becoming louder and louder in the room as the pirate’s ass moved faster on his lap. No longer laying on him, the pirate was hovering above him instead, her massive breasts moving just above his head, tantalizingly.
Gamlen took a nipple in his mouth and Isabela moaned:

                - “Oh, Gamlen!” She shouted, unable to help herself.

A strong thrust followed and had her body shuddering back. The Rivaïn tilted her head toward the ceiling with a deep moan, putting her hands on her lover’s torso to hold herself up. She felt his find her waist and she breathed heavily, locking gazes with him, smiling in challenge, moving faster…
For a long time, the only sounds that could be heard inside the bedroom were their sighs, grunts and moans, as well as the steady squeaking of the bed. Neither lover addressed the other. There was no provocation, teasing, or even praises. Their eyes were locked however, speaking in a way their mouths didn’t as their body moved in tandem, pursuing that pleasure they could only feel when they were together.

Steadily, their pace increased.

The two lovers became louder as well, yet the intimate atmosphere between them had yet to be broken, the squeaking of the bed increasing more than their voices:

                - “Yes…! Yes…! Yes…! Yes…! Mhmm…!” Isabela was babbling, her voice a mix of hot whispers and urgent sighs.

Usually, Gamlen preferred to see her moans and sighs turned into screams. But he found the reverse just as hot, watching the sultry pirate closer her eyes and bring one of her hands to her hair, sensually gripping her long locks in a delighted shiver.
Her body was dancing languorously as she rode his cock like a pro. After a while, her hands found the knees he had bend to push his feet against the mattress, and his owns got on her waist, but only to hold onto her as she moved faster and faster, breathing raggedly, her glistening curves bouncing deliciously in front of him.

Gamlen decided he had never seen anything more sexy.

                - “You’re fucking incredible!” He gasped as Isabela’s inner walls clenched hard around him, making him see stars.

The man swore harshly, his cock throbbing just as hard inside her, and Isabela purred in victory, her smile lewd and triumphant as she pushed against him, taking his full cock and coaxing it intensely with the walls of her pussy.

                - “You like that, mhm?” She asked, keeping hold of his knees, as she moved sides to sides and front and back, keeping him inside her. “You like watching me… mhm… fuck myself on your cock, Gamlen?” She uttered with a panting moan.

His answer was another profanity and a thrust of his hips that had her gasping – and not just for show – and biting her lips, moving her hips to meet his with the same hunger.

                - “I love it!“ She admitted, closing her eyes to enjoy the feeling of her fullness. “Fuck! I love how your cock fill me so perfectly!”

Tilting her head back toward the ceiling, the Rivaïn moaned in pleasure.

                - “Haa… haa… mhm… it feels like it was made for me!” She panted, making Gamlen smirk.

                - “You were swearing… hgn, fuck!… the contrary, not so long ago. Kukuku!”

                - “Mhm… I was wrong! Oh… so fucking wrong!” 

The Maker had made this cock especially for her, there was no doubt about it in Isabela’s mind at his point. Or perhaps it was Gamlen who had so perfectly shaped her pussy with his incredible dick during that month where she had been at his beck and call. Either way, it was perfect.
That’s what she screamed just after, making Gamlen laugh perversely.


                - “Hgn! Take it then, you pirate-slut… fuck!… it’s yours!”

Isabela welcomed that fact by contracting the tight walls of her pussy around him and he almost came here and there. Gamlen gasped in pleasure, arching back into the bed, feeling his balls churns as he gaped at the glorious sight of Isabela fucking him to completion.

                - “I ‘m going to show you pleasures your precious lost-love could never have even imagined!” She had promised him a few hours before and he admitted it was true.

Isabela was the only one capable of keeping up with him, it seemed. Even the whores at the Blooming Rose whose job it was, had never been able to satisfy him like this, making him so… fucking… good! Even Mara hadn’t been able to when they were in love.

Isabela was really something else!

Looking up at the pirate, Gamlen could see his own lust, hunger and perversion reflected on her face. It was addictive. This woman was really the only one able to respond to his urges so perfectly.

                - “And she is mine!” He thought triumphantly, growling in excitement at this knowledge.

She was His, and he was…

                - “I’m yours!”

Gamlen couldn’t really say what made him say the words but with how he was rewarded for them, he wouldn’t have taken them back anyway.
… not when Isabela started to fuck him like never before.

Her whole-body pressed itself against him as she captured his hands and pushed them above his head, trapping him as she unleashed on him. Her ass was bouncing, dancing, clapping as it beat up and down his lap, her dark curves were glistening with sweat, dripping all over his body as they merged in an intimate embrace, her pussy was gripping him tightly and lovingly as it swallowed his cock whole. But more than that, it was the look on her face that had taken hold of Gamlen’s attention.
There was something hot and burning in her expression, something wicked and triumphant in her eyes, and something almost strangely warm in her smile. Whatever it was, it overcame her, and Isabela suddenly kissed him so hard he almost lost control of himself.

                - “Yes. You’re mine!” She growled against his lips.

Then he was gasping when she shoved herself back up and rode him even harder than before.

                - “And I won’t let you forget it again!”

Then she made him come.
 
She rode him like she was a woman possessed, snarling, and moaning in an almost animalistic way. The sound of her ass slamming on his thighs drowned all others, dominating the room as much as Isabela herself was dominating him. Gamlen could only submit, having never been fucked like this.

                -“Isabela! Isabela! Isabela! Isabela!”

This day, he was the one calling out his lover’s name, filling that same woman with the triumphant feeling he was used to. It made her move faster, harsher, her hips bucking frantically, moans spilling from her mouth:

                - “I feel your cock throbbing inside me!” She said, reveling in the feeling. “Fuck! Are you about to cum, Gamlen? Are you about to give me another creampie?”

                - “Fuck yes!” Gamlen answered through his gritted teeth, head pushing against the mattress. “It’s coming! I’m going to cum, Isabela!”

Isabela felt she was just as close, and she threw her head back with a powerful scream:

                - “Cum inside me!” She called, and she may have been extra louder for Charade in then off chance she was in the next room.

Maybe she would hear her father cum inside her, the thought thrilled the slut in her. The jealous woman in her brought Gamlen’s hands on his waist as she rocked her hips back and forth, keeping his huge cock trapped in her, urging him to let go and fill her up.

                - “Make me yours again with you cum!” She panted, eyes rolling into the back of her skull. “Forget about your daughter and your lost-love and make me yours instead! Ooooh, cum inside me!”

                - “Fuck! Isabela…! You’re…” Gamlen gaped, feeling his cum rushes from his balls to his cock. “Oh fuck! You’re making me…!”

Isabela smiled, feeling his cock suddenly expand inside her. It was it. Gamlen was going to cum inside her. Gamlen was going to cum for her!
… and in doing so, become hers!
 
                -“Scream my name, Gamlen! Make sure everyone hears who belongs to you! Who you’re cumming inside! Who’s the best you ever had!”

Gamlen didn’t try to resist. Grasping the pirate by the ass, he threw his hips up and came undone with a cry of delight, surrendering to her like she had for him a few months back:

                - “Isabelaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

Her name echoed inside the room, so loud it was certain to be heard through the walls of his home, both inside and outside. 
Isabela didn’t care though.
She felt him burst, his cum flooding her pussy for the last time tonight, and she gasped, shaking wildly. She dropped on his pulsing-cock, breaking under her own climax and the knowledge that Gamlen belonged to her as much as she belonged to him.

And she made sure to make it heard:

                - “Oh yes…! Gamleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen!”

SPLORT. SPLURT. SPLORT. SPLURT. SPLORT.

Just as she hoped, Gamlen’s ejaculation was loud and long, drowning the room in perverted wet and spurting sounds as much as he was drowning her with his cum. The intensity of this climax robbed them of their voice after a while, the both of them shuddering in delight, panting and gasping as Gamlen slowly pumped his hips inside the pirate, emptying his balls in her depths.

                - “Victory!” Was the only thought of Isabela as he did so… as well as “It feels so amazing!”

                - “Can’t get enough… of you.” Gamlen mumbled at her once he was spent, barely able to stay coherent as his arousal finally died down, letting his exhaustion catching up to him.

                - “As you should.” Isabela whispered back, almost lovingly, happy to have seen her plan succeed.

There was no way Gamlen would try to avoid her anymore. She had broken him proper, just as he had her a few months back. And now, things could go back to normal.
… as twisted as normal was for them.

Later, as Isabela was drowsily laying next to Gamlen, strangely content to sleep in the embrace of his arms, her head on his chest, she thought of the consequences of her action toward Charade.

The girl would probably be a problem, she decided, but no longer one that posed a threat to her “relationship” with Gamlen. At least, personally. She still needed to be dealt with before she did something like telling Hawke. She wasn’t sure if Gamlen’s daughter was aware of her relationship with her cousin, but she couldn’t risk her spilling the beans to Hawke in any case.

She would have to ask Bethany to do something about her. Talk to Charade or even use her magic on her to stop her from spreading rumors, or rather, truths. Or maybe she could ask Merrill. With her blood magic, the elf sure knew a way to manipulate memories or simply stop her from revealing anything. Now that she was comforted her place with Gamlen, Isabela didn’t really care if Charade knew as long as she didn’t tell Hawke. Her finding them had just be a bonus… an arousing bonus.
Merrill would surely ask questions, but Isabela was confident she would be able to convince her somehow. And maybe, as a reward, she would bring the elf into her bed. Her Kitten had always arbored something of a crush on her, Isabela was aware of it. And while she never really had entertained any ideas of a threesome with Hawke and Merrill, one with Gamlen wasn’t off the table, especially after tonight. Gamlen was hers just as much as she was his, that did not meant she couldn’t share him a little like she did with Bethany, after all.

… and maybe, maybe, if Charade proved herself to be a good girl, she could help forging a new kind of relationship between Father and Daughter.

A smile spread to Isabela’s lips.

… that would be another way of shutting her up.
 
 
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