Author's Note: So wow, updates will be slow due to the fact of my own remembrance of how much I hate school. I apologize but school may have my body, but you have my heart. Tell me if you get that reference. R&R. Enjoy!

My hands glided over soft skin and I brought a warm body closer to me. When my fingertips bumped large mounds my eyes snapped open.

I rose myself up on my elbow and with wide eyes, ogled the woman pressed against me.

It seems drunk Leliana got up in the middle of the night and poured a glass of water, which I spotted sitting on my bedside stand, untouched.

It also appeared that she had taken off her shirt. I tried to tear my eyes off her body but they were affixed to her heavy breasts.

My curtains had provided much protection from light but the rays that snuck their way in played with her pale skin, yielding a glow that gave my senses a shot of ecstasy.

Her back was against my front which gave me a mixed feeling of relief and disappointment. I carefully pushed away from the bed, grateful that my clothes were still on.

I checked the clock. Andraste's flaming arsehole! I was late for work! I started getting dressed hurriedly, my shirt was halfway buttoned and my suit pants around my ankles when I remembered Leliana.

If I was late, she must be… Wait, she was one of my bosses, she could just go to work when she wanted to. I called Cassandra and told her all about my vomiting everywhere and constant trips to the bathroom which earned me a disgusted sound and a 'Fine. But you had better show up tomorrow.'

I returned to the bedroom to put my sleeping clothes on again. I glanced at the bed and noticed the lump under the covers was missing.

"You don't have an alarm?" asked a voice behind me.

I jumped and covered my chest with my hands as I didn't have my bra on. "Whe-when did you wake up?" I turned my back to her as I said this, looking for my shirt.

"I've been awake. Did you know your eyelashes flutter when you sleep? They're like butterflies and I just want to reach out and keep them for myself," she said softly.

I turned my head to look over my shoulder at her. My eyes met hers and I swear, I felt a kind of… heat, in our gaze. Like our eyes were embers and by meeting we created a flash fire. I'm not sure how long we remained with our eyes locked. Her sapphire orbs stared into my hazel. I had to look away but her gaze kept me trapped in a state of reverence.

It was the moment my simple crush was anything but. I loved my best friend and boss and I didn't know how to handle it.

I tore my eyes away, looking at the floor.

"You won't be able to find your shirt over there," she said knowingly. I could hear the smug smile in the cadence of her voice.

Slowly, I once again turned my head, hoping to avoid that gaze but also desiring the heat to envelope my senses yet again. I attempted to look everywhere but the blue that threatened to ensnare me once more. In that process that I found to be more laborious than expected, I noticed a logo featuring the Fereldan Bureau of Investigation on her left breast.

"Because you stole it," For some odd reason I couldn't fathom, I took pleasure in that.

I began to look for a different shirt in my old dresser.

I settled for a comfy, form fitting long-sleeved grey shirt, thankful she didn't ask about the scar that runs from the top of the back of my neck to my right collarbone.

I walked to my kitchen, grabbing Advil and a cup of coffee from the pot I started during my work craze.

She gratefully took them from me and settled into the couch. I snatched the blanket off the back of the couch and settled it over the both of us.

"So, I don't think I've ever seen those boots on you before," I began.

"What boots?" She said slowly, bringing the cup away from her lips.

I got up and grabbed the leather boots after searching a bit.

"These?"

She put her hand over her mouth and her eyes widened.

"I think those belong to Isabela…"

I looked at her. In what situation would they get undressed and get so distracted that Leli could steal her boots?

My hands clenched around the leather material.

"Why did you take them then?" I kept my voice calm, striving to keep my temper under wraps.

"I think I took them so she would have to find me," her hand was at her head and her eyes closed. My jealousy was tossed aside, to be replaced with worry.

"Are you okay? I swear, the Advil will work within the next 15 minutes. Do you need another drink? I can get you a bag of peas to put on your head or-" she placed her hand over my mouth. She smiled, head still down and eyes still closed.

"You talk too much," she giggled.

I kissed her hand and instantly regretted it. She was most likely with Isabela and she wasn't mine. Her head worked it's way up to look at me. Her hand still covered my mouth. She dropped it and leaned in.

I followed her lead, tilting my head. Our breaths became one. She smelled of cinnamon and wine. I brought one hand up and brought her chin up. I closed the space between us. Her lips played with mine, renewing the flash fire from before. Her hand snaked up to push on the back of my head, deepening the kiss. I sucked on her lower lip and heard her groan. Isabela snuck her way into my mind. She probably kissed her like this too and revelled in the sounds. My jealousy flared. I parted our lips and looked into her eyes that gradually opened. I met her gaze and surged forward, pouring the anger, jealousy, and impatience into her lips but not without adding love, admiration, and warmth. I licked her bottom lip, asking, no begging, for entrance. She teased me, opening slightly but not so much that my tongue could enter. I growled and nipped at her upper lip. She fully surrendered to my hot mouth, melting into my body. She lightly maneuvered us so that I was lying down and her body was draped over my own. Her hair created a wall that separated us from everyone else.

At least that's what I believed until, mid kiss, I heard a knock upon my door. I groaned. Really? Now? Why does this keep happening?

Leliana made a move to get off and I pulled her back giggled and kissed my pouting lip. I felt her hands push down on the couch beside my head.

I took my time getting to the door, half hoping whoever they were gave up. Still giddy from the lips that I could still feel pressed against mine. I could still feel the body that fit exactly to mine.

I snapped back into the present but the feeling was still extant.