fantachetic | ic inbox;; drift fleet

[Getting down to the ice-ball of a planet was easy enough, and he wasn't looking forward to the door of the shuttle sliding open any more than Dorian was. Even inside the hanger, it was freezing.]

Kinda nippy, huh?

[ As soon as the door opened, it felt like it took Dorian's breath away. He hunkered a bit more into his coat, shoulders hunching in defense from the horrid weather. ]

Says the Qunari wearing the coat.

Aw, are you cold?

[And that was all it took to get the Bull at his side, wrapping an arm around him and pulling the mage against him.]

All you have to do is ask.

[ Dorian squirms in his grasp, because of course he does. ]

If you don't know the answer to your own question, then you know me even less than I imagined.

[He chuckles, continuing to hold him close as they make their way.]

Don't worry, Dorian. I promise I'll make it worth the frostbite.

[ He huffs, but doesn't argue that it will be worth it, nor does he continue to struggle. ]

I should hope so. I expect I will have to be thoroughly warmed in your quarters after.

[He chuckles again.]

Hey. Have I ever disappointed you?

Not as of yet, no.

[He chuckles.]

What, you think I'm going to start?

I should certainly hope not. I'm quite accustomed to this arrangement and it would disappoint me greatly to see it stop.

[ Really, an understatement. ]

[He laughs heartily at that, sliding an arm around his shoulders.]

I've never heard any complaints.

[ It's true, if he had complaints, he would be vocal about it. Or.. maybe not. It would depend entirely upon what they were doing. So far, everything is good. More than good, really.. He pats Bull on the chest. ]

Yes, yes. We're both well aware of your prowess.

Yeah?

[He flexes and they walk, straining that coat of his.]

The way I remember it, you can always use a reminder.

Is that a fact?

[ He raises an eyebrow, his arms crossing a little tighter over his chest as they move. ]

[He chuckles.]

Nah. You just like playing hard to get.

[ Dorian smiles over his shoulder at him. Of course he likes playing hard to get. He's not some conquest to be tamed. ]

It's part of my charm.

Charm, huh?

[He's smirking hard.]

Is that what we're calling it?

[ If he rolled his eyes any harder, they'd fall out of his skull. ]

Is that not what you'd call it? ....Don't answer that.

[He laughs heartily at that before reaching over and grabbing him before stopping, pulling the mage close and pressing his lips to his firmly.]

Yeah, I'd call it that.

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