"Would you like it?" Solona asked, an eyebrow slightly raised as she did. The purse of her lips made him think she was teasing, but he didn't know what about.
"What do you mean?" Alistair countered. They were in the Wonders of Thedas, and he'd indulged his curiosity and gone over to look at the runic tokens and stones.
"You've been picking it up and putting it down since we came in. I thought you might like it. As a gift." Solona leaned over, body just brushing his as she picked up the small runestone on the table next to him.
"It looks interesting. I just don't know what it is. A small rune of some sort?"
Solona laughed as she looked at it, then turned back to give him a fleeting kiss. Just a quick press of her mouth to his, gone before he could do more than just return the simple contact. This one tasted like laughter and sweetness.
It was those kinds of kisses he loved, the kind that seemed so routine and everyday that he might not remember them individually, but he loved what they meant. They were his, proof that he was loved and loved someone. It was the quick, short kisses that showed their familiarity, that they were past the fumbling awkward stage most of the time. The warm touch of her lips to his when she went to bed, the quick peck before they set off in the mornings, they were the everyday kind of wonder he never took for granted.
"It's a shiver rune. Mostly used for distinctly non-combat purposes. It's small because it was made to fit into smallclothes."
"Why would anyone ever want to put...ah." Realization dawned and he snapped his mouth closed. "Perhaps not." He said, looking around at the Wonders of Thedas. "These mages do make some interesting items." By interesting he meant disturbing, but he didn't want to talk more about it. Flames grew on his cheeks already, and he busied himself with books - there was no way they could be as bad.
Banked laughter sat behind her eyes as she watched him squirm. "Indeed." She said, enjoying his discomfort. She bought it anyway.
Laughter and Sweetness, Alistair/F!Amell, T
"What do you mean?" Alistair countered. They were in the Wonders of Thedas, and he'd indulged his curiosity and gone over to look at the runic tokens and stones.
"You've been picking it up and putting it down since we came in. I thought you might like it. As a gift." Solona leaned over, body just brushing his as she picked up the small runestone on the table next to him.
"It looks interesting. I just don't know what it is. A small rune of some sort?"
Solona laughed as she looked at it, then turned back to give him a fleeting kiss. Just a quick press of her mouth to his, gone before he could do more than just return the simple contact. This one tasted like laughter and sweetness.
It was those kinds of kisses he loved, the kind that seemed so routine and everyday that he might not remember them individually, but he loved what they meant. They were his, proof that he was loved and loved someone. It was the quick, short kisses that showed their familiarity, that they were past the fumbling awkward stage most of the time. The warm touch of her lips to his when she went to bed, the quick peck before they set off in the mornings, they were the everyday kind of wonder he never took for granted.
"It's a shiver rune. Mostly used for distinctly non-combat purposes. It's small because it was made to fit into smallclothes."
"Why would anyone ever want to put...ah." Realization dawned and he snapped his mouth closed. "Perhaps not." He said, looking around at the Wonders of Thedas. "These mages do make some interesting items." By interesting he meant disturbing, but he didn't want to talk more about it. Flames grew on his cheeks already, and he busied himself with books - there was no way they could be as bad.
Banked laughter sat behind her eyes as she watched him squirm. "Indeed." She said, enjoying his discomfort. She bought it anyway.