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Dragon Age Kiss Battle: 2013 Edition
Welcome to the 2013 Dragon Age Kiss Battle!
Any kind of kiss is welcome -- het, slash, femslash; shippy, familial, gen; cheek kisses, mouth kisses, kissing of... other things; serious, fluffy, silly, or all three at once; fanfic, fanart, whatever you come up with; anything goes!
Update: The post is now open! The post will open to prompts and comments at approximately 9AM Pacific Time, Thursday February 7th (Click here for the time in your timezone). I don't anticipate closing it, so come by any time!
THE RULES:
- To leave a request: Post a comment with a pairing (or moresome) and, if desired, a prompt. Put the pairing/characters in the subject line and the prompt in the body of the comment.
- To respond: Reply to the prompting comment. Include characters, rating, and title in the subject line.
- Multiple responses are both allowed and encouraged!
- There is no limit to the number of prompts you can post.
- Artwork can be posted inline, but try not to make it too large. Please link to images that are very large or NSFW.
- Please, be kind to others regarding pairing choices, prompts, or anything else. This game is for everyone! :)
- Anon commenting is on, as is OpenID, if you neither have nor want a Dreamwidth account.
- Send your friends! :D
If you have questions, please ask them here. Thanks, and happy kissing!!
Aveline/Wesley
Soldiers Like Us, Aveline/Wesley, T
It's what she does because she was taught to do it. Make it last, her father would say, not needing to elaborate. There were no other sets if hers fell into disrepair, no money to buy more and no second chances to get into the King's service.
She's surprised when the footfalls stop in front of her and block her light. Still, she finishes the task, wiping the wax carefully from the crevices of her chestplate. Whomever stands before her is silent as they wait.
When she looks up, her face morphs from the almost scowl she was forming to a large grin. "Wesley." She breathes her husband's name as he smiles down at her, templar armor gleaming in the lamplight. "This is unexpected."
"I have a short break, and knew you were nearby." He offers as explanation, though they need none. When they got married, he'd promised he'd always find her.
They embrace without hesitation, and she threads her fingers through his hair. It's shorter than it was the last time she saw him, but just as soft under her hand. When she buries her face in his neck, he smells just like she remembers, like home.
That first kiss comes only when they have privacy, away from all the others. He's fiercer for the waiting, as though the minutes since he came to camp were worse than the weeks preceding them. Her body hums with a quiet passion that unlocks with his touch, her mouth against his. The urgency comes later, but that first kiss is a welcome, an 'I missed you' and love conveyed in the one simple gesture.
Re: Soldiers Like Us, Aveline/Wesley, T
Re: Soldiers Like Us, Aveline/Wesley, T
"He offers as explanation, though they need none. When they got married, he'd promised he'd always find her." <--- this is exactly how I picture Wesley.
(wanders off to have happy Aveline/Wesley feels.)
Re: Soldiers Like Us, Aveline/Wesley, T
Re: Soldiers Like Us, Aveline/Wesley, T
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