Vhenadahl

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Zevran and his beautiful Antiva

Pairing: Charter & Agent(s) of Fen’Harel (gen) Characters: Charter, Lace Harding, Agent(s) of Fen’Harel, Original Magister Character Fandom: Dragon Age: Inquisition Rating: T Warning: Discussion of Tevinter slave trade Summary: Charter attends a Tevinter party, hoping to deny the Dread Wolf another ancient Elvhen artefact. My gift for @dreadfutures​ as part of the @arlathanxchange​! Thank you again for the opportunity to write this!

Charter has never been one for parties. The air, always thick with the smell of incense and perfume, draws like a rope around her neck. Her high-collared uniform is doing her no favours, either, fabric drawing tight against her skin as she cranes her head to look around the room. Orlesians gossip from behind porcelain masks, their painted smiles jeering like actors in a play. They mingle in a crowd of Rivaini merchants with a wealth of gold rings hoarded on their fingers, and, of course, Tevinter magisters who seem indifferent, at best, to be in attendance at such an affair. Even if it was hosted by one of their own.

She’s loath to admit that, at least in this, they are in agreement.

She’s no stranger to them, but had always preferred attending them as a ghost than as a guest. Here, eyes stick to her before they slide away, lingering a second longer than she’s comfortable with.

For most of the evening, she listens. The conversations are light, any allusion of war and unrest veiled. An Orlesian and an Marcher commiserate over the difficulty of procuring Rivaini goods of late, any mention of the invasion implicit in the complaint.

And no mention of the Wolf that closes in on them all. Tonight, he may as well not exist.

Charter, however, does not have the luxury of feigning safety. She knows a race when she smells one, she only wishes she could tell what she’s racing to. Rumours swirl in crowds far below the one she swims through now that the Dread Wolf’s aim has turned to their host. An unenviable place to be, and she will lose no sleep when that arrow finds its mark, but what turns the Dread Wolf’s gaze now turns hers, as well.

When she finds herself engaged in conversation, she coaxes words from their lips that might trick the best-practised accent, but so far she’s learned nothing but the latest fashions from Val Royeaux.

Hopefully, Lace is faring better than she is.

The crash of a plate cuts through the chatter like a knife through a nobleman’s purse. All eyes snap to the sound, drawn to a gangling elven servant who now stoops over the mess in barely-contained panic.

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How about 'pulling them closer into their arms' for whoever you want to feel somft about??

Okay yeah, here’s some tent snuggles for Rhiannon and Zevran. 💚

I could warm your bed.

“Not like that, Zev,” she told him.

“What better way is there?” asked the son of a whore, raised by whores.

Rhiannon thought of his mother — who had never gotten to hold her son, to teach him another kind of touch. The others had tried, she was sure, but there was only so much they could have done. And then the Crows came.

So she pulled his hands away from her hips and looped his arm around her waist instead.

He was only slightly shorter and smaller than she, but she still pulled him close as if he weighed next to nothing. His body was tense, only for a moment, then relaxed as she settled his head on her shoulder and put her nose to his scalp. All his tight muscle, rope-firm under his skin, became soft and softer still as she began to play with his long, soft hair.

What was absentminded for her was revolutionary for him. He didn’t seem to know what to do — it was only when she cuffed his wrist again and pulled it around to her back that he finally let his arm drape over her waist. He seemed like he was holding his breath, but then she scratched at a spot at the nape of his neck and he let out a huff of air beneath her ear.

“There you are, love,” she murmured, so quietly she could barely even hear herself.

He pulled back, but his body wasn’t tense — she turned to look down at him, just to find him looking at her with a soft expression in those amber eyes. It was completely unlike when he wanted to kiss her, or tried to turn on the charm. He blinked slowly, hummed as she continued to rub gently at his scalp, then let his eyes droop shut.

Rhiannon lost track of time. The glow of the fire past the canvas wall of their tent dimmed, and dimmed, then was gone. Only blue light remained to cast shadows on Zevran’s relaxed face and highlight each of his long, pale lashes. She lost herself in touching him — smoothing wrinkles from his forehead with the flat of her thumb, pressing the tips of her fingers into the tight, stressed muscles of his shoulders and neck, scratching her nails down his back, over his shirt, to soothe instead of rile up. At some point he began breathing out happy little hums of pleasure at the touch.

By the time she’d nearly drifted off, Zevran had fully relaxed, with his legs entangled with hers and his hand tucked beneath the hem of her shirt to rest against the warmth of her back. She sleepily pulled back again and looked at him, just to find him watching her from beneath nearly-shut lids.

“What?” she chuckled, then touched her nose to his.

He didn’t respond with words — instead, he smiled, then kissed her. Not on the mouth, despite her lips being so near, but on her cheek, then her chin. Then he tucked his face into the curve of her neck and pressed one last, chaste kiss to her throat before humming a contented sigh.

“I love you,” she whispered.

“And I you,” he murmured, “my Grey Warden.”

sunrise at the vhenadahl - ariya & kallian tabris

a very late drabble for @inquisimer & oc kiss week, finished up for @cityelfweek! ariya (15) and kallian (18) have a bet in the tabris cousinverse <3

rated g, no warnings, 282 words. divider credit.

If Ariya won, Kallian would have to stand in front of a gathered crowd and dance.

If Kallian won, Ariya would have to endure some unknown embarrassment that her older cousin annoyingly refused to elaborate on.

Ariya stood at the foot of the vhenadahl, arms crossed, and a smug smirk on her face. The sun was about to rise past the walls of the alienage and hit the leaves of the great tree, and once that happened, if there was still no Kallian, she would have won. And there wasn’t a single chance in the world her cousin would be able to wake up that early. No way at all.

She yawned, leaning against the trunk and closing her eyes. Really, there’d been hardly any reason for her to get up that early, Kallian wouldn’t have been there either way. Ariya peeked her eyes open, peering up at the sky. Any minute now.

“Oh dear.”

She jumped, and quickly paled.

Strolling around the other side of the vhenadahl, was Kallian. Bleary-eyed, a bird’s nest for hair, her dress on both inside out and backwards, yes, but there all the same.

Ariya looked her up and down, her eyes narrowed. “You cheated.”

“Cheated? My lovely, tiny, baby little cousin… so small, so little… there were no rules." Kallian yawned, in a way that managed to be self-satisfied and triumphant.

“Soris woke you,” Ariya frowned accusingly, already brewing up elaborate plans of revenge in her head.

“Yes he did.”

* * *

Later that day, Kallian waited until the market rush was in full swing before dragging Ariya out.

“Oh I love you too, Ya-Ya!” she crowed, smothering her teenaged cousin’s bright-red face in loud, mortifying kisses.

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