"Your reputation, the rumors..." "I don't care." "We're drunk." "I can handle my liquor, Dorian. I was at the tavern hours before you arrived back then." Venhedis, please just reject him. "But I'm a man." "My feelings for you don't lie." "What about sex, then? Surely you-" "I've... experimented by myself." Dorian grabbed Cullen by the shirt, their faces mere inches from each other. He could feel Cullen's breath. He wanted it-he wanted it all. His everything. "One last chance, Commander." ---------- Denied feelings fester, Cullen played with fire, and he couldn't resist anymore. Smutty part will be marked and can be skipped. (Art by KuroCyou)