Moments later they parted, their breaths coming out as ragged panting, Natesha's slender fingers grasping Seris' armor almost like a life line as she realized her knees were weak. Swallowing hard she looked up to him and managed a grin, her flushed face showing her playful nature as one eyebrow raised. "Find your answer Ser Hawke?"
Seris chuckled softly as he carefully loosened his grip on the fiery red head, his actions carefully allowing him to remove his gauntlet from her hair. His other hand did not let her go however, only sliding down to rest against her lower back with a soft pressure to allow her to know he still held her. He tilted his head, his observant eyes taking in her flushed face, kiss swollen lips, mussed hair before a slow cocky grin crosses his own lips.
"More than than an answer I promise. I do believe it gave me more to question however." He told her softly before his smile faded and he looked away, a low laugh leaving him, "I swear I had not planned for me to act like this when I came to you. I really had planned to be a gentleman and try to court you. The best laid plans and all that."
"I-I don't mind. I liked it. Most people around here are ….. They're sweet but not exactly someone I would chase after. And those who aren't interested in me in that way... well there are quite a few really. And a lot of them seemed more scared of my magic than anything else." She told him, stammering a bit as she began to move away, her old insecurities come back as her mind began to wonder if she had ended up coming off too strong in their kiss. His arms tightened around her waist, not letting her escape his grasp, his other arm wrapping around her to embrace her tightly. Her eyes closed as she rested her head on his chest, the buckles biting into her cheek as she heard a soft groan leave him.
"I really messed that up didn't I? I made you think you did something wrong." He asked, his chin resting on the top of her head as he spoke. After a moment she nodded only slightly, wondering how he could have realized that so quickly. Most of the men she had been around most of her life typically did not notice when they spoke wrong and hurt someone else, leaving her baffled by Seris' gentle words. Before she could formulate a way to explain he sighed then placed a soft kiss on the top of her head. "Forgive me Madame Trevelyan. I only meant that I wanted to do this properly and ended up having a need to kiss you so strong I could not stop myself. I am the problem not you."
With that he released her and stretched a bit, reminding her again of how tall he was compared to her. He smiled at her then extended a hand to her. "Let's go inside. The sun is beginning to set and I would hate to be the reason you became ill because I kept you on the balcony all evening."
Natesha snorted and took his hand, marveling at the way her slender hand fit within his larger one as he guided her indoors. He guided her to the fire then sighed looking up at the ceiling, his look thoughtful. Before he could speak she tapped him on the chest, causing him to look down to her with an questioning gaze. She gave him her typical half smile, the expression giving away that her humor was once again rising to a head. "We keep calling each other Ser and Madame but considering what just happened I think we are beyond that and now can call each other by our given names."
"I do believe you are right. However your name is a mouthful. Might I be so bold as to call you Tesha? Only when it is the two of us of course." He replied playfully, his eyes lowering to his hands as he began to remove the gauntlets on his wrists. She giggled, not used to anyone choosing to give her a nickname other than Varric, who would playfully call her Fireball because of her habit for casting fire spells and for her red hair. "I do not mind Seris. You would be only the second person to give me a nickname, other than Varric."
"I can believe that. He hasn't stopped calling by my family name since we met. And he knows my name, considering how often Aveline would yell it when telling me which laws I broke by helping someone." He answered, his gauntlets finally coming off one at a time with small grunts from the rogue. Finally he looked up to her, the look in his eyes serious as he reached up and gently ran the back of his hand down her cheek. "I am going to sound insane in a moment but do believe I have my reasons. I want you Tesha. Not only in bed, though I will admit I really want that, but as someone I can call mine. I know we barely know one another, and I doubt that will be remedied in the immediate future, but when I saw you standing with Varric... and I heard your voice when you spoke..."
Seris paused, seeming to struggle to find the words he needed before he looked Natesha in the eyes and chuckled, "It's much harder to say words than think them. Look I want to know, right here, will you be mine? I am not expecting you to want marriage or anything, not with everything going wrong in the Thedas and the fact we barely..."
Seris' words were cut short as the petite female suddenly lunged forward and wrapped her arms around his waist, his own arms almost instinctively wrapping around her waist. "You talk and think too much Seris. I would like to be yours, though any thoughts of more lasting titles for the two of us will probably have to wait until after I defeat Corypheus."