There’s few people he’d be willing to share such space with, he thinks, but she is surely one of them. It seems foolish to consider slipping back to his own room when he came here for comfort; she is offering it, and he doesn’t wish to consider what it would do to reject it now. He wants her comfort, her companionship, her warmth. Solas is sure his fondness for her shows on his face.
He steals another kiss, fingers brushing over her cheek gently, leaning into her touch. It shocks him, a little, to know he wants this. He wants to lie with her and share her warmth, the settled feeling of being lured back to ease.
“It would be cruel of me to leave you to sleep poorly.” He still sounds tired, worried, unsure, but she grounds him enough with the promise of aid that he can calm the storm for an evening, for more thought the next day.
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Date: 2018-08-24 03:15 am (UTC)He steals another kiss, fingers brushing over her cheek gently, leaning into her touch. It shocks him, a little, to know he wants this. He wants to lie with her and share her warmth, the settled feeling of being lured back to ease.
“It would be cruel of me to leave you to sleep poorly.” He still sounds tired, worried, unsure, but she grounds him enough with the promise of aid that he can calm the storm for an evening, for more thought the next day.