Chapter update for an art/fic trade with @latefortevinter !
Context: Inquisitor Amell has a mission for her foster brother, Vaxus Trevelyan - to protect Dorian Pavus en route to Kirkwall. Unbeknownst to Vax, she has also given Dorian a mission - to protect and deliver Vaxus to his family in the Free Marches where he will be as far away as possible from any further harm the Inquisition might visit upon him. What will happen when he learns of the truth of their mission, and how will it affect his growing affection for a certain Tevinter mage? Pairing: Vaxus Trevelyan/Dorian Pavus Warnings: NSFW - sexy times.
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“Hnnngh…”
Dorian removed his hand from Vax’s mouth, chuckling softly, “You’ve never needed to be discreet before, have you?”
“I can’t help it;” Vaxus breathed, “you make it… so good.”
They fell into a sweaty heap of limbs upon the tousled sheets of Dorian’s guest room at Highever castle. The warrior’s back had healed, but Dorian could not help the bright and angry scar that had come of their previous encounter with red templars. He brushed his fingers over it gently.
“Besides, there are far fewer people in this wing than mine.” Vaxus pulled Dorian’s leg up over his hip and the mage’s hand along with it. He kissed Dorian’s knuckles. “No one’s likely to hear.”
“Every wall has ears.”
“Maybe in Tevinter.”
“Oh no, in Tevinter they have eyes.” Dorian smiled and found his lover’s lips.
Their laughs were gentle in the lazy afternoon, and to be sure, there were none who heard them.
let me believe this is dorian real reasoning