Title: When Our Eyes Are Closed
Author: Daisy
Fandom: Dragon Age
Setting: Tevinter, Danarius' Estate
Pairing: Danarius/Dorian Pavus
Characters: Danarius, Dorian Pavus
Genre: Romance/Spiritual
Rating: T
Chapters: 1/1
Word Count: 296
Type of Work: Drabble, part of the Dragon Age Prompt Series
Status: Complete
Warnings: Pillow Talk, Hinted One-Night-Stand
Disclaimer: I don't own anything~
Summary: "When you realize the beauty around you, it's hard to stop its flow from coming to your closed eyes."
AN: So, this is another randomly generated pairing that I thought would work out well. I think it's fun to write these pairings that I never thought of before. I'm pretty happy with these, as they come to me, and I'm going to continue to write them either until I go to sleep or until I'm capable of going somewhere. ^^
When Our Eyes Are Closed ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The world seemed to be both unnaturally still and spinning at the same time, Dorian noted, as he was tugged from his position nearly smothered in fine, silken pillows and against a strong body. Laying on his side, head pillowed by an arm thicker than his own, he sighed softly, eyelids drooping as he basked in the afterglow of a wonderful night.
"You're beautiful." The man behind him had whispered that near-constantly during their escapade, but now it just boosted his ego enough to have the Pavus heir turning and kissing Danarius on the mouth, slow and lingering, tongues transferring soft contact. "Do you know what beauty does to someone?"
"Hm?" Blinking slowly, he looked into the other's eyes, head craning a bit more as he turned to look at the other. "What does beauty do to someone?"
"When you realize the beauty around you, it's hard to stop its flow from coming to your closed eyes." He stated with a certain tone of factuality, "I am positive that the face you make when you hit your climax will be engraved in my memory for years."
That earned a smirk and a soft click of the younger male's tongue, "Perhaps you will even see it when you enter the Fade in your dreams. My beauty is unmatched, I can guarantee that." Winking a little, he settled back in against that strong chest, trying to ignore the flop of hair in his face. He certainly didn't feel beautiful; he knew his hair was mussed and he could feel the loose hairs of his moustache tickling his lips.
Danarius leaned in, kissing him gently before coaxing them both to the shower, engraving every detail of the gorgeous young man in front of him in his memory.
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