Author note: I do not own Dragon Age: Inquisition or The Last Story.

This is basically a collection of oneshots centered around the characters from Dragon Age: Inquisition and the Last Story. As I only have started getting into the Dragon Age fandom (specifically with Dragon Age: Inquisition), LOTS OF CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM WOULD BE GREAT. Thank you! XD

1. Explanations

Characters: Count Arganan, The Iron Bull, Cole, Calista, Zael

Pairings: Iron Bullx Count Arganan

Summary: Count Arganan has to find a way to explain why the heck he needs to replace his bed. The Iron Bull isn't really helping with suggestions. Things don't get any better when people walk in on them, much to Arganan's embarrassment and the Iron Bull's amusement.

Warning: Mature-ish themes, yaoi, some harsh language such as the s-word and f-word.

"...Shit."

"What is it?"

"You just broke my bed, Bull."

"We broke your bed, Arganan. Both of us."

"True." Arganan groaned in slight pain as he got up, grabbing his black eyepatch off the nearby bedtable and tying it behind his head, adjusting it to make sure it covered the left side of his face. Perhaps coupling with the Bull specifically in Arganan's bed wasn't the greatest idea ever. "Explain to me how we're going to tell the others about why I need to replace my bed."

"You could always come out with it. Nothing wrong the truth, is there?"

"Ugh."

Count Arganan wasn't quite sure as of how he ended up being this close to the Iron Bull. Really, Bull was part of an Inquisition that people were suspicious of and Arganan was a part of a nobility that at least some people had trust in. Their clashes didn't even end with just their status. There was more to it, too.

Despite being part of the Qun, the Iron Bull wasn't exactly a pious man when it came to following the Qun's rules. He slept with others before Arganan, loved drinking, and those sorts of things. He should be hanging out with mercenaries like Syrenne and Lowell, not a noble like Arganan.

But, then Bull somehow seemed to express interest in Arganan's metal limbs and lack of eye, which Arganan explained to him got lost after being badly injured in war. Arganan then got curious about Bull's lack of an eye, and Bull casually explained about how he lost it while defending someone who became one of his Chargers. And, well, naturally it led to more questions and then...

Then Bull appeared in Arganan's room somehow, telling him that he had caught Arganan's hints (if hints meant Arganan talking with him so often and gazing at the Bull's figure-Arganan felt it was out of slight jealousy that the Iron Bull was actually able to fight and he couldn't but also out of slight admiration out of the fact that the Bull could fight) about the fact that Arganan wanted more than just their usual banter. Hence Arganan being in bed with the Iron Bull.

The bad news was that neither of them had taken into account that Arganan's bed was not as sturdy as they thought.

So.

Arganan sat up and stared at the remains of his bed. He turned to Bull, his face flushed with a mixture of mortification, embarrassment and slight horror.

"How in the hell am I going to explain this?" He groaned, getting up with the intention of reclothing himself.

The Iron Bull chuckled a bit at his current lover's expression. "You are the Count of Lazulis. Surely you can come up with a good lie or a non-graphic description of our little romp. Either way, the servants would obey orders no matter what the reason is."

"Ha, ha. Very funny, Bull." He grabbed a nearby blanket, wrapping it about his waist in an attempt to stay somewhat covered. "If they heard of the latter, Lazulis might be in a complete uproar, and-"

"Count Arganan!" Zael burst into the room. "General Asthar needs to see-oh!" He turned away at the sight, blushing. "A-ah-sorry!"

Iron Bull couldn't help but laugh slightly as Arganan's one good eye widened in horror. "You're Zael, right?" He asked casually. "How's it going?"

"Uh..."

Calista then rushed to Zael's side. "What is it-aah!" She covered her eyes with both hands, blushing furiously.

Arganan was even more horrified that his niece of all people had to walk in. He stuttered, trying to say something.

"I-I..can explain, Calista..."

That was when Cassandra Pentaghast of all people walked in. "What in the world is-aah!"

Bull groaned, sitting up and not as amused as he was earlier. "Oh, for fuck's sake!"

Arganan scowled at the three intruders, trying to look intimidating despite being nearly naked. "Can all of you get out at once!? Explanations if needed will come later, and-" He winced as he looked to the remains of his bed. "I will...need a new bed, as soon as possible."

Zael winced, nodding. "O-of course, Count Arganan!"

Calista nodded, backing away. "I'll make sure that happens."

Cassandra was already out the door as she spoke. "I'll leave you two some privacy...not a problem at all."

Thankfully, the Seeker had the courtesy to close the door behind her after she, Calista and Zael left. Arganan groaned, reaching for his clothes that were on the floor.

"We should probably clean up..." He muttered quietly, reaching for his shirt, which was completely wrinkled but at the moment Arganan didn't quite care for appearances. Just as long as he wasn't caught naked like that again.

That was when the Iron Bull chuckled, and Arganan felt himself be turned around to face his current lover as he was being pushed against the wall firmly, but gently. The Count's eyes widened as the Bull pressed his lips to his, and he felt himself get weak at the knees.

"Perhaps," The Iron Bull spoke, grinning, "We could do another quick round before cleaning up. I don't think anyone will bother disturbing us for the moment."

The older man stared at him, his good eye wide in both shock, surprise and maybe mortification. "What!? You're still fine with-after we just-" He began to stutter, but he was soon shushed with a rough kiss.

The Iron Bull pulled away, chuckling a bit. "I know you want this. You need this, don't you?"

"B-Bull!"