running by your side

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It was never difficult to find Dorian. Sometimes, it felt as though the Tevinter mage made a point of making himself as accessible as possible, being out in the open for everyone to see. It was a good idea when Bramen truly thought about it, something to dispel the idea of a cloaked magister working away in secret, researching blood magic and crafting secret potions to control minds - all rumours the Inquisitor had heard in passing about his lover. Thoughts that made Dorian chuckle and roll his eyes, easily dismissing their jeers and accusations. That was one of the things Bramen loved most about him.

Not a day passed that Bramen didn't feel as though there was something new he'd come to appreciate and adore something about Dorian. Perhaps it was foolish, maybe it was a bit silly but he was a foolish and silly elf at times. Dorian often made him feel as such, in the best way possible. That was why Bramen wanted to show appreciation for the man, something to show he cared. He cared, that he listened. Oh, how he listened to the tales the mage had, captivated by the history of Tevinter. There was so much in Dorian's own culture that had parallels within Bramen's own, it was fascinating to uncover. Every time they spoke, he learned a little more.

But one story had stuck with the elf for a long time now. One story he recalled so vividly as he now ascended the stairs towards the library, holding something wrapped in cloth in his hands. He remembered stargazing with the mage, curled up together in his room as they watched stars falling from the sky. He recalled Dorian's words, the feeling of his warm body in the cool night air - and that's why he had this now. He clutched that cloth tightly, reaching the top of the stairs as he made his way over to Dorian's little nook, smiling warmly and fondly as he looked over to the chair his lover so often made himself at home in. He wasn't in that chair now but he was close by, pulling a few books off the shelf - a little evening reading no doubt.

Bramen kept that cloth clutched close, a tender look in his eyes as he watched Dorian for a moment more.

"A bit of light reading?" he asked, letting his mouth crack into a smile. No doubt some of those books were for the morning - or merely to reference a page or two. Though Dorian often got sucked in to more than a few pages. He was always thirsty for knowledge.

Hopefully what was wrapped up in this cloth would fascinate him all the same.

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Bramen's eyes closed, moving closer to his lover and shifting his hips. A light hum escaped him as Dorian touched him, the rogue's own fingers stroking along the mage's hip and down towards his cock, mirroring what Dorian was doing to him. "We'll go with that," he said with a short laugh, craning his neck towards the mage and claiming his mouth for another kiss.

Another sound of contentment as he began to brush along Dorian's length, wrapping his hand around the shaft and starting to stroke the man. His mouth found its way to kiss along the mage's face again, beside his mouth, his chin, along his jaw - anywhere Bramen could get his lips. He loved every minute he could spend like this with the man beside him, that heat between their bodies, that steady build up.

He sighed across the man's face, his free arm slipping around Dorian's shoulders as a leg came out to stroke across his own, an ankle curling around the mage's. Anything to bring them closer, Bramen's nose rubbing against Dorian's between their short kisses.

"Plenty of time to have you at my side... And for me to be by yours."

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That was love, wasn't it? Dorian knew passion and ached for that but this was a long, deep need that he ignored. The risk with Bramen was this deeper need, this love that built deeper and stronger each day they were together.

He slid his freehand into Bramen's hair so that he felt as if he was wrapped around him. "I want ages with you," he said softly, his voice full of emotion. He could only be vulnerable like this with him.

He matched his touch to Bramen's and it almost felt like they were one person. Dorian had never felt closer to his lover before, never allowed himself and now that he had it was better.

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These rare moments were among those that Bramen cherished the most. He kissed Dorian in response to that - they couldn't truly spend an age together but they would try. The elf was intent on making the most of everything they had. He kissed his lover in response, lips lingering against Dorian's mouth as his hand wrapped around the base of Dorian's cock. He slowly began to stroke along the man's shaft, a steady touch as he worked the man stiff.

He breathed out across Dorian's lips and pressed their noses together again. Right now, he wanted nothing more than to give the man everything he wanted, everything he could never have in his homeland. "Kiss me, Dorian," he murmured those words, offering up short kisses beside the mage's mouth, urging the man to claim his.

"So long as my heart beats, it's yours."

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What a foolish request. Dorian was already kissing Bramen but he kissed him harder, deeper, with all the force of what he felt for his lover. His heart was all Bramen's, the whole of his Tevinter passion was his love's.

"Is that what you wanted, darling," he said, his voice almost a growl. "Tell me what you want and it's yours. Anything."

Anything within his power to give Bramen and many things beyond it. He had already figured out how to manipulate time with magic, everything else would be simple in comparison. If Bramen wanted to moon itself Dorian would pull it out of the sky.

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Bramen didn't want the moon. He didn't need it. His free arm moved further around Dorian's shoulders, encircling them as he continued to stroke his partner's length, breathing across Dorian's face. He returned each and every kiss that the man had for him, just wanting to stay close to the man laying next to him. His foot idly began to stroke along Dorian's own, across the side and up along the man's ankle.

"You," Bramen murmured, lips against the mage's own, bodies a tangle of limbs. He released his grip on the man's cock, bringing his hand to Dorian's chest as he pushed the man back onto the mattress. He untangled himself from Dorian's legs and slipped the arm away from his shoulders, using that to brace himself against the bed as he rolled over, on top of Dorian now - his legs nestled between the man's own. He leaned in for another kiss, bodies pressed together, Dorian's arousal pressing against his stomach.

"All I want," he began, bringing one hand up to rest against Dorian's cheek, "Is you."

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There was a little moan of regret when Bramen took his hand away but Dorian's an impatient man and he never liked Bramen's hands somewhere else.

"You sap," he said softly as he rested his forehead against Bramen's. "Now I have to insist you make love to me. Since you're going to be so romantic."

His tone was gentle though his words were meant to be mocking. Dorian wanted to make love, to have Bramen wrapped around him so close that they felt like one person.

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The elf began to rock his hips against Dorian's own, leaning in to steal another kiss. "Make love to you?" he said with a grin, eyes closed as braced a hand against Dorian's shoulder, offering better leverage as he moved against the man. He was indeed being romantic, perhaps a little too syrupy for his partner's tastes but he spoke from the heart. It was something he couldn't simply stop.

Another stolen kiss as he breathed out across Dorian's face, bumping his nose against the man's. "But I haven't even started talking dirty to you," it had been an eventful evening, even without their brand of alleged dirty talk.

"And here I was, about to suggest you write home to your father about that staff I'm having made for you."

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Dorain groaned but it wasn't the good sort of groan. He pushed at Bramen's chest until his lover had leaned back from him and he could look him in the eye. "Do not talk about my father in bed. It will not arouse me."

Honestly, it's a rather large turn off. He loves Bramen and loves what he's trying to do by mocking his father but it didn't work in bed for him.

Outside of it he'd have a laugh over it but here he didn't want to think about his father and anything else having to do with him.

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It had worked in the past - but if Dorian was looking him in the eye, Bramen would take the matter seriously. Other times, they hadn't quite been this undressed, after all. He leaned in for another kiss, reaching down to place his hand on top of Dorian's own, stroking along the back of it and up to the man's wrist.

"What does arouse you, then?"

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"You," he said patiently, his voice filled with fondness. "Talking about us together. Your clever hands. Your talented mouth."

Dorian nuzzled along Bramen's cheek, hoping he hadn't offended him too much. Bramen tried so hard to please him and take care of him. He adored him for that.

"I love putting my mouth on you. Everywhere. My hands are the same."

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A little shiver travelled through the elf, easing back up again sitting on his knees between Dorian's legs. He took hold of the mage's hands and pulled him up a bit, urging him to sit up too, give him more access to that perfect form. He sighed a little through his nose, smiling warmly in response. No offence taken - a bit of confusion but no doubt merely his uncertainty with all of this. Protocols, human courtship - it was all a great deal to learn.

Good thing he had a wonderful teacher.

"I talk a little too much," he said, dragging his hands down Dorian's chest and towards his stomach, making his way down to let them rest against the man's thighs. Fingers traced small circles along skin, moving inwards towards the man's groin once more. He wouldn't leave him wanting. "How about you guide me?" he asked, moving in to start kissing Dorian's shoulders again, working along his collarbone and down his chest.

"Tell me exactly where you want these clever hands and this talented mouth?"

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"Oh, I have to pick just one." Dorian reached up and traced the delicate lines of tattoos on Bramen's face. They look so artful on Bramen's face, beautiful and well done, so much talent to make these.

"Let's start with your lips on mine," he said, holding his lips inches away from Bramen's. "And your hands are fine for now."

Dorian thought they'd start nice and simple. He wanted that kiss more than anything. He never tired of Bramen's kisses.

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As Dorian's hand traced over the marks on his face, Bramen closed his eyes, enjoying that feeling. He always seemed curious about the tattoos there, always regarding them with a sense of curiousity. Bramen did his best to indulge him, though when it came to this sacred rite, Dorian wasn't one of The People. There was only so much he could understand about it.

But right now, his Vallaslin was the furthest thing from his mind. he was far more focused on the beautiful man before him, the flawless mage sitting here. His own hands continued to smooth against Dorian's thighs, leaning in to do as he was asked, kissing the mage tenderly.

"I do like your lips on mine," he murmured, opening his eyes.

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He sighed against his lips as they kissed, the feeling that flowed through him each time. It was pleasure but more, deeper. It was love. He knew that and it was a feeling he would never get tired of it.

"Such nice set of lips," he murmured softly, "I like them on my neck."

He helped by offering his neck, his head dropping back for him. The attention Bramen lavished on him was thrilling and soothing. It made him feel better, warmer. He ran his hands through Bramen's hair, gentling tugging him in.

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Bramen had always proven to be a quick learner. That sigh Dorian released against his lips just made him want to keep going, willing to do anything to please his lover. Seeing Dorian happy made him happiest - especially in moments as this. He stole another short kiss against the mage's lips, adoring that soft and tender feeling of them. A breath escaped him, making his way down to mage's throat as Dorian's fingers moved through his short hair.

"Like this?" he murmured, kissing beneath the man's chin, slowly working down his neck. He planted a wet kiss down every inch of it, hands on Dorian's thighs moving up towards his hips, trying to brace himself a bit better against the man's larger frame. His fingers pressed against Dorian's skin, the elf nuzzling against that neck as he planted one more kiss against that warm throat.

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"Mmm, perfect." Dorian slid his hands down from Bramen's hair, down his neck and down his back. He was always pleased by how good Bramen felt under his hands, the strength of him and lean shape. It was familiar now but still wonderful.

He squeezed Bramen's ass and laughed softly, "You fit so well against me. I adore it. Love it. I love how you fit inside me too. It's beautiful."

Sorry for the delay, work decided to be awful

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Bramen tried not jump at the feeling of his backside being squeezed, opting to press himself against Dorian as best he could instead. The position made it a little awkward but he found a way to manage, arms moving around the man's waist, lips staying against that throat. He allowed his lips to trail back up towards the mage's ear, kissing in behind it before nuzzling with his nose. His hands stroked Dorian's sides, a faint hum coming from the back of his throat.

"I like being inside of you too," he murmured, fingers slipping around to the front of Dorian's thighs again. "I like it when you're over top of me, controlling it all," his teeth nipped at Dorian's earlobe, another hum coming from his throat.

"I like being able to see you, being able to kiss you - touch you as I like."

That's okay. I got a new game and thus have been distracted.

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He braces his hands on Bramen's shoulders and pushed him gently to lie down. "I do enjoy watching you under me."

To be honest Dorian didn't care if Bramen was under him or over him or behind him or whatever. He really enjoyed sex but with Bramen it was better than anything else.

"Get the oil would you, amatus?" he asked, running his hands over Bramen's chest. "I think a ride is in order."

I just have people buzzing around my desk all day now, haha. Which game though?!

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Letting Dorian guide him, Bramen smiled and lay back against the mattress, head resting against the pillow. His hands moved up Dorian's forearms again, giving a light squeeze before he shifted beneath his lover. "Of course," he murmured, feeling his pulse start to quicken. He was more than happy to fetch the oil, knowing full well that his partner wasn't going to leave him unsatisfied. He rolled onto his side with Dorian leaning over him, reaching out a lanky arm towards the stand next to the bed. Fingers that were normally so deft were suddenly clumsy, groping around to open the drawer.

He managed to get it quickly enough, pulling out a vial Dorian kept there. Oil suited for massage and other choice activities - particularly useful in this one. It made Bramen wet his lips, turning over onto his back before sitting up a little, craning his neck to steal another kiss, something of a naughty chuckle behind it.

"You know I could never complain about that, even if you rode me all night, ma vhenan."

Evolve. It's pretty awesome.

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Sitting back on his heels, Dorian sat back on his heels and watched Bramen's body and muscles as he moved around. He was so strong and watching him move was watching a work of art.

He couldn't keep his hands off Bramen, running his hands down along his back and side as he twisted around to find their oil. It was good for all sort of activities but this was possibly Dorian's favorite.

"I would love to try but I don't think my thighs are strong enough for all night," he mused as he plucked the vial from Bramen's fingers. "Did you want to do the honors or watch this time?"

I've been on the fence about picking that one up.

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"Until you get tired, then," Bramen laughed, hands moving to stroke down Dorian's chest as the man took the vial. Muscles tensed up as he remained leaning upright, angled in such a way to remain beneath his love while craning his whole body in order to linger close to that perfect mouth. He offered up another kiss, bumping his nose against the mage's own.

"I could never turn down a show," he replied, moving one hand behind himself now to better brace himself, looking to the vial and then to the man once more, "But you're going to have to sit back if you'd like me to do the honours."

It's not as fun as Destiny. My friend is making their first Shep. I'm so proud.

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Dorian had to way the pros and cons of Bramen doing it versus giving him a show. Both were very appealing. Bramen's fingers were incredibly talented though Dorian knew how to get himself ready very, very quickly.

"Let me give you a show, darling. You work very hard," he decided, brushing his fingers gently along Bramen's jaw. "Let me take care of things."

What he really meant was he wanted Bramen to let him take care of him. This man gave him everything and took such good care of him that Dorian needed to return the favor.

I finally got through the Arbor Wilds. Got Dorian's "yeah I'm going home to Tevinter soon" scene.

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Bramen's hand came up to cup Dorian's cheek, taking one more kiss for good measure. He didn't mind prepping the man - but he could tell the mage was getting impatient. He wasn't the only one and yes, Bramen wanted all of this too. He could hardly wait to feel the heat of his lover's form, his weight, feel him panting over him. The hand on Dorian's cheek eagerly slipped down to the man's throat and then fell, the elf moving it in behind himself.

He liked when Dorian took care of him.

"Go ahead," he said quietly, smile still on his face, "You know I enjoy watching you."

My buddies ran my Titan through Vault of Glass last night. Not as interesting as Dorian

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"Mmm, I love having you watch me."

Of course he did. He was vain and loved to be the center of attention. As much as he wanted his lover inside of him, he wanted to build the anticpation a little bit more.

He took his time dribbling oil on his fingers, getting them very slick. He couldn't resist the temptation and stroked himself until his cock was glistening.

That meant he needed a bit more oil before he reached back and finger himself open.

Raids are always good!

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Bramen's eyes moved along Dorian's body, watching the mage's fingers and hand as he stroked that oil all over his own cock, wetting his lips a little. He liked the sight of Dorian touching himself, almost as much as he enjoyed touching the man. Shifting his weight between his arms, the elf moved to grasp Dorian's length, stroking up his glistening shaft and smearing that oil across his arousal. He bit his lip a little, eyes meeting the mage's own.

"And I like watching you," Bramen murmured, breathing out as he tightened his grip on Dorian's cock as he stroked him. He was very much the center of Bramen's attentions now. When was the man not? After all, it was often difficult for the Inquisitor to keep his eyes off him.

Now was of course, no exception.

"I certainly hope you have enough oil to slick me up too..."