Regret

He sat on his bed, the elven mage had been having a rough week, becoming a Grey Warden and then having the circle almost destroyed by demons took a toll on him. he was pent up and desperate, his hand going up and down quickly on his hard cock, the thought of Zevran and you was his current motivation.

"oh yes~ Mm~ that's it my dear~"

he moaned as he jerked off.