Well here's my first contribution to the official collection of Warden Tales. These are tied in with GirlyGeek's fics from the same series. Hope you guys like it!

Three weeks.

It had been three whole weeks since Cameron had seen his beloved off. Three weeks since Zevran had approached him saying he had to leave to deal with some "personal matters". Cameron had of course offered to accompany him, as he always did, but Zevran had insisted he stay and help take care of the Keep and the other inhabitants. He could understand, Cameron knew Zevran had a harsh past with his dealings with the Crows, but he didn't like the idea of his beloved out there by himself.

Cameron was also bored.

Ever the busy body, he loathed being left with nothing to occupy him...and there was only so much he could get away with when messing with Alona. His beloved sister-figure would only tolerate so much of his trickery and stealing her notes that day had been one of the final ones she could handle. Since then, he had toned down his pranks but that didn't mean he wasn't bored.

He also simply missed Zevran. Every fiber of his being hated to be parted from the elf for so long. Zevran had first tried to kill him, Alona, and Alistair...and then had crawled his way into his heart and made his new home there. It had been a rocky start, and an ever rockier time to show the elf that he did love him, but it had been worth it. Cameron couldn't imagine his life without the former Crow anymore than he could stop breathing.

The nights were the worst. Being alone in their room, their bed...it was maddening. Many a night he would turn to pull that tanned body to his own, only to be met with the sensation of cool sheets beneath his fingers. The best he had at this time was Zevran's pillow and that couldn't hold him in return.

Sighing, he made his way through the halls, wondering what he could do. He knew that for now Alona was with Alistair and he wouldn't bother them. Those two were adorable in his opinion and he smiled as he thought of them. 'They really are good for each other...' he mused to himself before his smile faded. His beloved sister had her love by her side. Alistair never wanted to be apart from her. He understood Zevran's reasons and he knew the elf loved him...but that didn't mean he had to like being left behind!

Figuring he would find Bear, his beloved mabari, the young rogue turned to go find him before he was suddenly grabbed by strong arms and pulled back to a chest. Lips ghosted across his neck from behind.

"This is where you were, beloved. Hiding from me, hmm?" the voice instantly sent shivers down Cameron's spine, just as it always did. Turning in those arms, he looked down into Zevran's beautiful dark eyes, taking in the sight and feel of him.

"You're back..." Cameron grinned as the elf laughed and leaned down, closing the distance between their lips as he kissed him. His hands came up, resting on either side of Zevran's neck as the elf kissed him in return. The next moment, Cameron had moved, pushing Zevran's back to the wall, the taste of the other man driving him wild slowly but surely. As he felt the elf's skilled fingers running through his short hair, his own began to work on his beloved's shirt, pulling it open as he broke the kiss.

"I missed you, Zev..." Cameron's breath ghosted over Zevran's skin before he moved up, nipping at the tip of the elf's ear. He had discovered quick just how sensitive they were and he loved feeling that powerful body shudder against him when he teased it.

"Ah...I can see that, my dear warden...I have missed you as well..." Zevran's voice shook and Cameron felt the pride swell in him, knowing he was the cause of it all. Each tremble and shudder, each gasp and moan was all for him, caused by his touch, his lips, his teeth.

Moving down, Cameron kissed and nipped his way down Zevran's jaw to his neck, sucking at his pulse for a moment as his hands roamed his newly exposed chest, the shirt hanging loosely from him. Smirking, he carefully pinched at one of his nipples, feeling as his love's back arced into his touch. The redhead trailed his teeth down over Zevran's collarbone and down to his chest, taking the other nub into his mouth, tugging very lightly with his teeth.

"Oh...Cameron...you really have come a l-long way...ah! Since that first night in your tent..." Zevran's accent became thicker with his pleasure, the sound causing Cameron to harden in his pants rapidly.

"What can I say," he murmured against his love's skin, licking a trail to the middle of his chest, ready to move farther down, "I had an excellent teacher...so patient and guiding..." he started to kiss and suck his way down Zevran's stomach, his hands finding his trousers as he got to his knees...

"Andraste's flaming knickers!" the redheaded rogue paused at the shriek that was quickly followed by another voice.

"Oh by the Maker, get a room!" Cameron growled at the voice and looked up from his place in front of Zevran.

Alistair was staring at them in horrified shock, eyes wide as he took in the sight of the half-naked elf and the human who had been ready to...he didn't want to think of it!

Cameron's gaze shifted to the redheaded woman at Alistair's side and he grinned at her. "Hey there, Alona." he watched as her face turned a shade of red that very nearly matched her scarlet locks of hair and he laughed, watching as she quickly buried her face in Alistair's tunic, hiding herself from the sight before her.

"Didn't you hear me! G-get a room, both of you!" Alistair repeated. He knew Alona wouldn't be able to say anything else on the matter, especially as she currently had her face buried in his side to keep herself from seeing the two men again.

Cameron smirked and stood up before grabbing Zevran's hips and lifting him quickly. The elf responded easily, his strong legs wrapping around the human's waist as Cameron nodded to the other two before easily carrying his partner off.

"Is it safe to look now?" Alona's voice was muffled as she listened to the fading footsteps.

"Yes, it's safe...Maker...I never thought those two would..." Alistair shook his head and rubbed his beloved's back as she finally looked up, her face still flaming from their encounter. The two made an active try to avoid Cameron and Zevran's quarters, knowing that if they even heard them, they wouldn't be able to take it.

After all, Zevran Arainai had completely corrupted Cameron Cousland.