AN: It's from the Dragon Age II Kink meme, but oh my, what fun this was. No smut; rated for non-sexual grabby-ness. Original prompt? "Sebastian, and a gerbil. Bonus points for ass grabbing." Well...I did it. XD
( No gerbils were harmed in the making of this story. However, Sebastian might be traumatized.)
All things told, having a Tevinter elf fugitive with glowing brands stuff his hands down the back of Sebastian's pants was not the weirdest or the most uncomfortable moment the archer had experienced.
Actually, all things considered, if he absolutely had to have someone's hands down the back of his pants, he would rather it be Fenris than anyone else. He and the quiet elf understood each other quite well, and unlike when he was around Hawke or Isabella, Sebastian never felt like his self-imposed chastity was in danger with Fenris. As for Fenris, Sebastian knew that the elf found some solace in their relaxed friendship, and even in the more relaxed converting that Sebastian was gently coaxing from the white-haired man.
However, all of that did not mean that this was not uncomfortable.
"Ah, Fenris, not that I wish to complain when a friend is trying to do me a favor, but could you be a bit more…gentle?"
The elf didn't respond, but the gauntlets that were previously threatening to break the skin on his rump relaxed slightly before continuing their search.
Sebastian let out a startled yelp when the thing moved further into his trousers.
"This is utterly ridiculous," Fenris grumbled. "How did this happen again?"
"Merrill thought I could use a pet," Sebastian groaned, shifting slightly to allow the elf more room to maneuver. "So she bought one for my name day present-"
"Venhedis," Fenris growled. "Almost had it…continue."
"And then Hawke came for confession, and wanted to pet it, and he somehow convinced it that trousers were wonderful places to hide. And then you came in while I was doing a Get-It-Out jig-"
"And here we are," Fenris said a little smugly as he gingerly grabbed the creature and pulled it from Sebastian's pants.
Sebastian looked down sternly at Rosie, his new pet gerbil. "You are a very naughty girl," he said.
Rosie cleaned her whiskers, looked up at Fenris, and burrowed against the elf's palm.
Sebastian couldn't help the smile that lit his face. "Why doesn't it surprise me that such a cute, defenseless creature would like you Fenris?"
"Because it's more evil and conniving than its' owner," Fenris droned, depositing the gerbil in Sebastian's hands. "Try to keep it away from your trousers from now on. Isabella would be all too happy if she had seen what just happened."
At the Hanged Man tavern, a certain pirate queen smiled at her Dalish companion. "So Kitten, did you train it like I told you to before you gave it to our friend?"
Merrill nodded, but she still looked confused. "I did, but I don't see why an animal should be encouraged to dive into people's trousers. Do people really like that?"
"What does it matter?" Isabella smiled. "So long as I either see that killjoy dancing or someone trying to help him out by shoving their hands down his pants, I can die happy."