DA:I - Dance of Seven Veils
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100wordsTitle: Dance of Seven Veils
Fandom: Dragon Age
Rating: General Audience
"Scarves?"
"Yes."
"Only silk?"
Dorian gasped, pushing himself up to face Blackwall. The Warden didn't meet his gaze, continuing to work on the wood.
"Tease," Dorian laughed, settling back onto the blanket. He wasn't about to question where it had come from, draped over the straw he found himself on during his late night visits, sitting and talking until Dorian fell into a drunken sleep.
He was sober now, but the soft look on Blackwall's face was worth it.
"Silk is traditional," Dorian continued, grinning at Blackwall, "I've never been traditional."
Blackwall's ears turned the most delicious shade of pink.
Fandom: Dragon Age
Rating: General Audience
"Scarves?"
"Yes."
"Only silk?"
Dorian gasped, pushing himself up to face Blackwall. The Warden didn't meet his gaze, continuing to work on the wood.
"Tease," Dorian laughed, settling back onto the blanket. He wasn't about to question where it had come from, draped over the straw he found himself on during his late night visits, sitting and talking until Dorian fell into a drunken sleep.
He was sober now, but the soft look on Blackwall's face was worth it.
"Silk is traditional," Dorian continued, grinning at Blackwall, "I've never been traditional."
Blackwall's ears turned the most delicious shade of pink.
