They searched the library finding a few incriminating documents and a clue which they returned to the Inquisitor. She thanked them and said she would be investigating the servant's quarters soon.
Dorian led Fenris from the ballroom, back toward the gardens, but Fenris stopped him with a touch to his arm. He turned to see the warrior watching him, a hungry look in his eye.
"Not back to the garden."
"What?"
"Follow me mage." He whispered huskily, leading him to the stairs up to the library.
"Fenris." Dorian hissed. "What are you doing?"
"I still have the key, I want you alone Dorian."
"Now? Here?"
Fenris grabbed his hand and pulled him through the door to the library, closing and locking it behind them. Then he was pushing the mage up against the wall as he caught his lips in a bruising kiss. Dorian moaned against him, the feel of Fenris pressed against him without his customary armour sending thrills of pleasure down his spine and he felt himself growing hard.
Dorian pulled Fenris closer, forcing a knee between the elf's legs. He growled, breaking the kiss to lick and nibble his way down the elf's neck.
"Mage." Fenris growled, grinding his length into Dorian's hip. "You're playing with fire."
"I thought you liked playing with fire." Dorian whispered, his voice heavy with need. "You did well enough in the garden."
"I seem to remember I said I would make it up to you." Fenris growled, licking a line up the mage's neck making him shudder.
"Fenris..." Dorian gasped. "We... we can't. The Inquisitor... will be looking for us."
"I don't think it will take long." The elf whispered, dropping to his knees, his hands already working loose the laces of Dorian's breeches. "I've wanted you for days."
"Like minds then." Dorian whispered, his thoughts lost to sensation as Fenris freed his swollen member, hissing in surprise at the hot wet mouth that wrapped around his length.
"Kaffas!" He swore as Fenris swirled his tongue along Dorian's shaft and began to slide his lips along his length, sucking with abandon. "Fenris... Maker... I can't..."
Fenris hummed and moved faster, drawing a gasp from the mage's parted lips. Dorian's hands tangled in the elf's hair as his hips began to move in time with the eager mouth sucking at his length and taking him deep in his throat. His body trembled, the orgasm sending wave after wave of pleasure through him and he came crying the elf's name.
Fenris released him and Dorian dragged him up, claiming his mouth with a needy kiss, his legs still trembling from the pleasure the warrior had drawn from him.
"My turn." Dorian whispered, dropping to his knees and taking the elf's breeches down. "Maker you're beautiful." He whispered before taking the elf's length in his mouth.
"Mage..." Fenris gasped, the feel of Dorian's skilled tongue sending shivers of pleasure up his spine.
"Mmm." Dorian hummed.
"I need..." Fenris gasped, clutching at Dorian's shoulder to keep himself from falling.
"Take your pleasure from me Fenris, I want you to come for me."
"Ah Dorian..." He cried, his hips rocking forward into the mage's skilled mouth. "I'm coming mage..."
Dorian hummed, increasing the hold he had on the elf's length with his lips as Fenris jerked above him, his warm seed shooting down his throat as he swallowed it eagerly.
Fenris stilled, his breathing harsh as he pulled Dorian to his feet. He crushed the mage to him as he came back to himself, leaning his weight on him while he remembered how to breath. Dorian turned his head to the side to plant a soft kiss to the warrior's lips.
"Am I forgiven?" Fenris whispered, continuing to plant light kisses on the mage's lips.
Dorian smiled into his kiss. "Yes...more than forgiven. You are extraordinary."
"Also still half naked." He said, smiling wryly. "We should get back before someone comes looking."
"Mmm, yes." Dorian sighed. "Do you think anyone will notice a difference in us?"
"Do you want them to?" He asked as they fastened their breeches and put their clothes back in order.
"I'm fine if they do, though I wouldn't mind keeping you to myself a while longer."
"Then I guess we'll see." He said, unlocking the library door and holding it open for Dorian to pass him.
"Also, I apologize again for avoiding you. Maker, I missed this." Dorian whispered.
"This?" Fenris asked turning back to him.
Dorian kissed him. "This."
"Mmm. As did I."
A gasp nearby had Dorian leaping away from the elf as though burned, Fenris' mouth twitching in amusement as the mage flushed crimson. He glared at the noble woman who'd seen them, sending her hurrying away in fright.
"Well, that just happened." Dorian grumbled.
Fenris chuckled. "Just remember, you kissed me."
"I did, didn't I? Oh well. We'll see if our unfortunate witness spreads the tale."
"It could be a long night if she does." Fenris observed as they returned to the garden.
"It was a kiss elf. I didn't ravish you in front of her."
"You think that will matter?They're nobles Dorian."
"Kaffas."
Fenris smirked. "Come on, let's get back to the garden."
Whoever the woman who'd seen them had been, it was clear she hadn't been important enough for anyone to believe what she'd witnessed or just didn't care. That, or she had no one to tell her gossip to.
Dorian was conflicted. A small part of him had felt relief at being caught, no more hiding or wondering what people would say, while another was disappointed no one knew. It made it easier to pretend he was playing a role but regardless, despite his ingrained fear of discovery he didn't regret kissing the elf or being seen.
If they hadn't been on a mission to stop the assassination of the Empress, he would have seriously considered kissing him again in the garden. Fenris was frowning at him, his brow arching slightly as they made their way back to the fountain.
"I've never met anyone who thinks as loud as you do." He muttered under his breath. "What has you looking so odd mage?"
"Nothing earth shattering I assure you."
Fenris opened his mouth to reply but they were interrupted by the return of the Inquisitor. "Dorian, I need you to come with me on this next bit." She said. "Fenris, I need you to stay here or at least in the general vicinity. We're heading to the servant's quarters. Keep a lookout for anything out of the ordinary."
"It will be done." Fenris nodded.
"Ready Dorian?"
"More than ready Inquisitor." He said, giving Fenris a strange look that had the elf blink back in surprise, an unfamiliar tightness in his chest. "See you soon Fenris."
He nodded, noting the confusion that flickered in the Inquisitor's eyes as she led Dorian from the garden.
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Sparkler and the Wolf
Fanfiction[On Hold][Not completed] While in Skyhold, no one is more surprised than Fenris when he finds himself drawn to the mage from Tevinter. In their quest to find love and acceptance, Dorian and Fenris have each been betrayed and disappointed more times...