You actually care about the story? Fair enough.
From Create Your Own Story
Isabella sways her hips towards you, almost leaning on your shoulder by the time she is done.
'The smell of tar, and the sea. The sound of some whore plying her trade in a back alley...' She is almost licking your ear, before pulling back. 'Don't you miss that?'
'Just a little bit. Hightown can be a little dull.'
'That's what I say!' Isabella replies. 'I knew you were someone special the moment I laid eyes on you. You were someone worthy of... a duel.' Her cleavage is pushing up against your chest.
'You can say what you mean, Isabella. We're friends,' you say.
'Let's just say the last man I crossed swords with yielded before I even started. It left me... unsatisfied.'
'I know exactly what you need.'
Here it comes. Screen fades to black. Next moment, you are holding Isabella up by her shoulders, her legs wrapped around your torso. Both of you run into your bedroom, as you reach over her back and grab one of her daggers, before tossing it aside. Next, right when you are at the bed, she pushes forward, knocking you down and landing on top. She grabs her other dagger, holds it up to your throat, and discards that as well.
Now for what your mods gave you. You rip off her top, exposing her breasts to the open air, before beginning to suck on them. Next Isabella frees your cock, before wrapping her lips around it. You begin to masturbate as your virtual avatar fucks Isabella. After about a minute, by the end of which Hawke is mounting his bitch from behind, you are about to cum.
You can't hold it off, when you hear a sound from the door. Moaning. The door you left open last night. Oh fuck. Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. You are about to cum, and you have a visitor. You turn your head, and there she is, your maid, Sarita Lovejoy. Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck, you are about to cum. You have a single second to decide where to cum.
