Dorian tilted his head to the side his bottom lip between his teeth as he watched his lover walk away. It was a fantastic view. Perhaps later he'd get his teeth into that lovely ass walking away from him.

Once Bramen was out of few Dorian went straight to his room. Many of his things were in Bramen's room now as he was practically living there with him. His private books were here, taking up room in Bramen's bookshelves. His lover wasn't using the space very well anyway. Dorian was happy to fill them up.

What he picked from the shelves was a rather naughty collection of myths and poetry from ancient Tevinter. He shrugged out of the upper half of his robes and took off his boots. Now comfortable he took the book with him and settled on the bed. He could read while he waited.